Chapter 108: Robbery

  Qin Yong nodded.

  In the end, Qin Yong got a storage bag and four pieces of low-grade spirit stones. He threw all the other things into the storage bag.

  This was Qin Yong's first time using a storage bag, and he was very curious. Only the Wind Cloud Sword remained outside, and after putting everything else in the storage bag, Qin Yong prepared to leave. The purpose of this return trip had been accomplished, and next he should go to Red Leaf Forest to continue hunting demonic beasts.

  Hong Zhi sent Qin Yong to the door and then returned. Before leaving, he looked at Qin Yong's back, with a few more regrets.

  It's said that wealth can't be shown off, it's because it's easy to attract envy from others. Now Qin Yong hasn't shown enough strength, making it even easier for others to take action. Especially when seeing Qin Yong leave, several guests also followed him out, Hong Zhi believed even more that Qin Yong was doomed.

  It's not just Hong Zhi who has this idea, others who have noticed it also think so. Although Qin Yong didn't get all the low-grade spirit stones, but instead used 100 of them to buy a storage bag, which is enough to make people envious. The storage bag was originally a treasure, and even if it's resold to Tianbao Pavilion, it would be worth around 70-80 low-grade spirit stones, enough to move people's hearts.

  Qin Yong also understood this principle, but his strength was Qin Yong's greatest confidence. The guests on the first floor of Tianbao Pavilion were only at the Qi Wu realm, a level of martial arts cultivation. At this time, Qin Yong's strength was not afraid of those in the Qi Wu realm, let alone these people whose strongest had not reached the eighth level of the Qi Wu realm.

  Qin Yong was determined to take down his enemies, and he wouldn't show any mercy. As he left the Tianbao Pavilion, he felt like someone was following him. With a cold smile, he quickened his pace towards the outskirts of the city. It wasn't that he wanted to shake off these followers, but rather, he wanted to lure them out of the city and then take them down with one swift move.

  "Not good, is that kid going to run?" a follower shouted out in a low voice.

  The rest of the people who wanted to rob Qin Yong also had this idea, and they all quickened their pace to catch up. There were five people in total, all planning to take advantage of this opportunity to make a profit. They were all loose cultivators, without any background of martial arts families or sects, and could escape directly after making their move.

  Soon, Qin Yong arrived at the outskirts of the city and slowed down his pace, waiting for the person following him to arrive. Before long, he saw the first person.

  "Hey kid, you're finally caught up with me. Hand over your pouch quickly and I might spare your life."

  This is a rough and burly man, nearly two meters tall, with well-developed muscles, like the bodybuilding champion Qin Yong saw on TV. He wears a thick knife, sneering at Qin Yong, his whole body surging with blood energy, a sixth-level martial artist in the realm of Qi Wu. The rough and burly man looks at Qin Yong with a playful face, his hand slightly moving the thick knife, pointing at the storage bag hanging from Qin Yong's waist, with an air of determination to get it.

  "Is that a knife technique? It shouldn't be considered one, looking at the way he's swinging it around. I reckon he doesn't even have any knife skills, let alone knife intent. He's not even in the Xuanwu realm and can't emit any knife energy, so he can only be considered a martial artist who uses knives." Qin Yong thought to himself.

  The sword is the king of short weapons, while the knife is the overlord of short weapons. The competition between them has never stopped, and it's hard to say which one is stronger, it depends on the individual martial artist. Qin Yong actually wanted to have a good fight with a knife wielder, so that he could gain a deeper understanding of the sword and knife from the battle, and thus gain more insight into the way of the sword.

  "Hey kid, throw it over quickly, do you want to die?" The rough and burly man shouted angrily, swinging his thick blade with a fierce gust of wind, looking intimidating.

  Qin Yong didn't react at all, but instead looked behind the burly man and revealed a faint smile. "Looks like everyone else has arrived too, just in time to settle everything at once and avoid any trouble."

  The burly man didn't hear Qin Yong's words clearly, but seeing that Qin Yong still hadn't made a move, he suddenly became enraged. Originally, the burly man had no intention of letting Qin Yong off, as long as Qin Yong threw over the storage bag, and once he caught it, he would immediately take action and resolve Qin Yong before swiftly leaving. But now Qin Yong didn't make any moves at all, which made the burly man feel displeased in his heart. He thought that his own strength was already enough to intimidate the opponent into obeying orders. At this time, the burly man also didn't waste any more time, raising his thick blade and rushing towards Qin Yong with a loud whoosh, chopping down at him.

  Right!

  With a crisp sound, Qin Yong drew out his Wind and Cloud Sword, effortlessly parrying the thick and heavy blade of the burly man.

  Rough and unrefined, the Great Han is not only a master of the Sixth Layer of Martial Arts, but also cultivates the Body Tempering Technique, with strength to spare. Only then can he wield such a heavy sword. With his chopping and hacking, he can unleash power that even those in the Seventh Layer of Martial Arts would fear. The Seventh Layer of Martial Arts is already considered late-stage, not comparable to the gap between the Xuanwu Realm and the Qi Wu Realm, but it's still an absolute realm that's not easily attainable.

  However, Qin Yong took this knife, but there was no abnormality at all. He didn't retreat or unload his strength, and his arm didn't even tremble. This made the rough big man's eyelid jump, and his gaze at Qin Yong added a few more cautious looks.

  "Don't be in a hurry, wait for the others to arrive." Qin Yong said calmly, and with a burst of strength, Fengyun Sword immediately sent the burly man flying back three steps.

  This situation made the rough and burly man's face change dramatically, realizing that Qin Yong's strength was far beyond his own. Even if he wasn't in the Xuanwu realm, he must have reached the peak of the Qi Wu realm. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to withstand his attack without any reaction, and instead, with just a slight movement, he could knock him back.

  Is that poisonous snake skin really just picked up? At this time, the rough and simple Han began to suspect, if he hadn't felt Qin Yong's strength before, he would have believed it without a doubt. But now, having experienced it personally, he couldn't help but wonder if it was just the other party being low-key, or if the other party was actually a formidable opponent.

  The burly man didn't know why Qin Yong didn't kill him, but he understood one thing - he couldn't turn around and run away, otherwise the sword that seemed light would definitely pierce him to death, just like the poisonous python. The burly man recalled the sword blade hole on the snake skin of the poisonous python, previously in Tianbao Pavilion, taking the lead, thinking that the opponent was not a strong killer who killed the poisonous python, and didn't suspect it afterwards, now thinking about it, he really overlooked it.

  Whoosh!

  At this time, four more people rushed over, appearing in front of Qin Yong one after another. They dispersed and didn't stand too close, their eyes filled with apprehension as they looked at the others. Except for this, the only thing that was the same was the way they looked at Qin Yong, as if he were a treasure, and they all revealed greedy expressions.

  "Finally, everyone is here." Qin Yong glanced at the five people in front of him and revealed a harmless smile.

  The four people who came slowly had no reaction, looking at Qin Yong's eyes with a mixture of greed and contempt, and now there was an extra hint of strangeness. Could it be that this lucky yet unlucky kid in front of him was actually an idiot? Only the rough-looking man seemed to understand, revealing a look of surprise, and then stared at Qin Yong with an astonished gaze, as if he had seen a powerful mythical beast.