Chapter 88 of Volume 1: Failed to Steal a Chicken and Lost Rice Instead

  A pair of eyes stared blankly at the chubby boy who had been slapped, and after a moment, the faces that were originally filled with ridicule were filled with coldness and distortion.

  Zhou Muqiu was also staring at this scene with his eyes wide open, he would never have thought that a congenital spiritual realm late-stage guy could actually raise his hand and blow away a three-mysterious-fu-realm, this power, is not something that ordinary congenital cultivators possess.

  "You're asking for trouble!"

  The young man in blue clothes trembled slightly, and his face turned ferocious.

  Leshi himself was three times more powerful than the same realm, and now he was full of spiritual soldiers. He didn't take these few people seriously at all. He glanced at the blue-clothed youth with a hint of disdain and said: "Firstly, I have to congratulate you, you've actually managed to get here with this level of ability. Secondly, I'm worried for you because of your intelligence. Haven't you realized that relying solely on realm is one-sided? How can you survive here?"

  "Are you the captain of this squad?"

  Upon hearing this, the young man in blue robes sneered and was about to charge forward, but he stopped himself and ordered his three companions to keep a close eye on Zhou Muqiu. With a sinister glint in his eyes, he stared at Le Shi: "Since you're the captain, you should pay the price for your own words."

  "Captain?"

  Leshi smiled wryly and glanced at Zhuo Yifan, wondering when he had become the captain. However, seeing that Zhuo Yifan was giving him a signal with his eyes, he silently accepted this statement.

  He helplessly looked at the few fools in front of him, really wanting to tell them: When you're a captain, you should also have the ability of a captain. Our Captain Zhuo is someone even Golden Dan masters can't handle, what are you few idiots worth? Still talking about paying the price? You'd better take action, let's see who pays the price in the end?

  The youth in blue clothes stared at Zhuo Yifan and Lan Shuang'er, saying: "My name is Fang Ying Tian. Now I'm giving you a chance to join our team immediately, and I can consider letting your captain go free. From now on, we'll share the joys and sorrows together. Otherwise, I want all three of you to suffer unbearably. Think carefully about these two options."

  "You're so confident, so sure you're my opponent? Honestly, I didn't even use half of my strength when I took down that fatty just now." Leishi shrugged.

  "Who can't brag?" Facing the one-sided words, Fang Ying Tian naturally had doubts, and after seeing Bao Zi suffer a loss with his own eyes, he also became more vigilant towards this sturdy youngster.

  "Zhou Muqiu, your good days are over. Do you think a few innate spiritual realm guys can save you? Of course, if you hand over the key and apologize to Brother Fang, we can let bygones be bygones. We can still give you the benefits you deserve." A woman in yellow clothes sneered coldly beside him, gently patting Zhou Muqiu's shoulder.

  "Let me go!"

  Zhou Muqiu shook off the woman's hand, fiercely staring at Fang Ying Tian, and suddenly roared: "Fang Ying Tian! This matter has nothing to do with them! The key is not on me. If you dare to lay a hand on them, you'll never find out where the key is for the rest of your life!"

  "Let the rookie stay aside and just watch. Facing a group of idiots, I won't lose." Leishi said impatiently.

  "Awesome!"

  Zhou Muqiu's anger suddenly rose, rookie? Was he talking about himself? A congenital cultivator dared to call himself a rookie? Even if he was stronger than an average congenital cultivator, wasn't this tone too overbearing? Did he think that all three-xuan cultivators were made of mud?

  "Good boy, use your blood to baptize your foolishness!"

  Bang!

  Fang Ying Tian suddenly made a move, his three fingers together like an eagle's claw, with yellow spiritual energy wrapped around the tip of his index finger, stirring up a fierce and sharp killing intent.

  "King-level advanced spiritual technique - Eagle Claw Skill? This move is indeed from the Fang family." Zuo Yifan saw this move and immediately knew Fang Ying Tian's identity.

  "Eagle Claw Skill" is the ancestral spiritual skill of the Fang family, said to be derived from the movements of an ancient spirit eagle hunting its prey, emphasizing speed, ruthlessness and accuracy. Each move is fatal, directly targeting the vital points, and when executed, it's like a storm passing by.

  Zhou Muqiu didn't expect Fang Ying Tian to make a killer move as soon as he made his move, and cold sweat broke out. Subconsciously closing her eyes, she knew that when dealing with Eagle Claw Skill, even if she was slightly distracted, she could be pierced through the vital parts by just one claw.

  "Hey, your claws are too weak!" In response to Fang Yingtian's attack, Leishi didn't feel much surprise, his eyes fixed on the attack, and with a slight movement of his feet, his powerful spiritual energy burst out. His fists, accompanied by a sharp gust of wind, came at Fang Yingtian, touching his claws. As soon as they made contact, a loud cracking sound was heard, and an intense force exploded. With a "crack" sound, Fang Yingtian's face contorted in terror and he let out a blood-curdling scream.

  "Ah!......my hand......" Before he could even finish his cry, Fang Ying Tian felt the energy that had been building up in his palm suddenly "explode" with a loud bang, causing him to howl in agony.

  "What?!"

  Fang Ying Tian and his companions were all shocked. How could a Pre-Heaven cultivator defeat a mid-term Great Perfection of the Three Mysteries Sect? This was impossible! Fang Ying Tian was the captain of this branch team, the strongest among them!

  "Damn... Higher Soul Master!" Fang Ying Tian struggled to get up from the ground, suppressing his pain and rage. His right hand was swollen like a balloon. The difference between different realms could only be made up for by the quality of one's soul.

  Fang Ying Tian thought that Le Shi's strength was only slightly higher than that of an average late-stage Xiantian cultivator, but now that he had tried it himself, he realized that this guy's soul quality was not just a little bit higher!

  A cold sweat dripped down from Fang Ying Tian's forehead as he stared at Le Shi, his tone menacing: "You little brat, wait for me! Don't you dare leave!" As he spoke, he took out a small bead from his pocket.

  "Communication bead? I didn't expect the Fang family to bring this thing into the Blood Prison. With this, we can determine our coordinates at any time and easily find our companions." Zuo Yifan's eyes moved slightly as he looked at the bead.

  Fang Ying Tian's right hand was injured and couldn't communicate, so he quickly handed the communication bead to the woman in yellow, infused spiritual energy into it, and with two "drips", a small figure was projected out of the communication bead.

  "Fang Dage, we've followed Zhou Muqiu to the Secret Treasure Land, but he insists that the key is not on him. We were going to use torture to get it out of him, but then someone intervened and injured Ying Tian Ge and Pangzi. It's a high-level spiritual cultivator with strength in the late stage of Xiantian... Waaaahhh... I'm so scared..." The woman in yellow saw this figure and immediately became coquettish.

  "Got it." The "Square Brother" said coldly, recording the signal coordinates transmitted from the communication bead in the hands of the yellow-robed woman. The figure projected from it immediately disappeared.

  "Awesome teammate, Communicator Pearl! That's a great thing, if only I could get my hands on it, that would be wonderful." Looking at the Communicator Pearl, Leishi whispered softly, with a face full of envy.

  At this moment, Zhuo Yifan glanced at Fang Yingtian and others, coldly laughing: "Hehehe, hand over all your things, robbery!"