âIf this Demon Beast really did swallow the Buddhaâs Hand Golden Lotus, and it was only a few days ago, then not only would the Demon Crystal be suffused with the lotusâs abundant Spiritual Qi, but the value of the Silver Moon Bull Flood Dragonâs corpse itself could increase tenfold, or even dozens of times over!â
Normally, a Demon Beastâs greatest value lay in its Demon Crystal, followed by its massive fangs and scales, and then its Beast Hide.
And while the Silver Moon Bull Flood Dragonâs flesh was also quite valuable, it was nowhere near comparable to things like its scales.
But if the Demon Beast really had swallowed a Buddhaâs Hand Golden Lotus only a few days ago, the value of its flesh would be immense!
"Fortunately, not much time has passed. We were pretty lucky this time," Shen Lang said calmly.
Xia Xiaoting and the others stared intently at Shen Lang, their ears pricked up. They knew the critical moment had arrived.
This Silver Moon Bull Flood Dragon was now a treasure trove from head to tail!
But this was a Demon Beast that Shen Lang had killed; the rest of them hadnât contributed at all.
Besides, Shen Lang had saved all their lives. By all rights, the spoils should belong to him alone.
However, until the very last moment, a glimmer of hope would still flicker in the hearts of ordinary people.
Shen Lang seemed not to notice their expressions and continued, "The Buddhaâs Hand Golden Lotus that this Silver Moon Bull Flood Dragon ate was at least six hundred years old. In a way, that makes it even more precious than some Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures over a thousand years old. A pity it devoured the whole thing."
"Could it be that the Demon Beast didnât finish it? Or maybe the roots are still left in the cave?" Xia Xiaoting asked, her voice lacking confidence.
Shen Lang shook his head. "No. Once this plant matures, its fragrance spreads everywhere. Even a single piece of the root would have an extraordinarily fragrant scent. Right now, this cave only has a foul, fishy stench. The scent of the Buddhaâs Hand Golden Lotus is completely gone."
âThis junior brother is so strong! Not just strong, but he knows so much... Someone this powerful has absolutely no reason to deceive us. Even if there were a Buddhaâs Hand Golden Lotus here and he took it, who would dare try to snatch it from him?â
âSince he said so, then there definitely isnât any left.â
Xia Xiaoting looked at him, her beautiful eyes shimmering with a peculiar light.
Her attitude toward Shen Lang had already done a complete one-eighty. At this point, she believed everything he said without a shred of doubt.
Just as everyone was staring motionlessly at Shen Lang, their breathing growing heavier...
With a wave of his right hand, Shen Lang sent the Demon Crystal floating gently toward Kou Xiaotian as if it were a piece of paper.
"Senior Brother Kou, please put the Demon Crystal away for now. Weâll divide it later. This trip was risky, but the rewards were substantial."
He turned to face the Demon Beastâs corpse and added, "The Spiritual Qi from the Buddhaâs Hand Golden Lotus is all in the Demon Crystal, but the other part of its Energy is now in the beastâs flesh and blood."
"Letâs take this massive Demon Beast corpse back with us, and weâll divide it up then... Whatever you do, donât sell it. You couldnât buy something like this no matter how many Spirit Stones you have. Itâs a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"
Shen Langâs words left Xia Xiaoting and the others overjoyed, their faces beaming with delight!
"Senior Brother, you killed the Demon Beast. Do we get a share too?" the innocent Shu Lan couldnât help but ask.
Shen Lang didnât know whether to laugh or cry. "Werenât we just talking about being a team? Of course, the team shares everything... Alright, have Senior Brother Kou put away the Demon Beastâs corpse. Letâs get out of here. The smell in this cave is too strong."
"Okay!"
Everyone responded in unison, unable to hide the joy on their faces.
However, the joy of Kou Xiaotianâs group didnât last long.
The five of them had just stepped out of Xuanying Cave. Before they could even summon their Spirit Beast mounts, they had subconsciously drawn their weapons again!
*CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!*
Three crisp claps echoed as Senior Brother Zhao, Xiao Tong, and the others emerged from behind the trees.
"I really canât figure it out. You actually made it out alive. Can you tell me how you escaped from the jaws of a Fifth Level Demon Beast, the Silver Moon Bull Flood Dragon?"
Senior Brother Zhaoâs face was grim as he sized up Shen Langâs group, shocked to find that only Kou Xiaotian was injured!
But that was precisely the problem...
âBefore, there were loud noises from inside Xuanying Cave, and Kou Xiaotian was severely wounded. That means they definitely encountered the Silver Moon Bull Flood Dragon. So how could this group have possibly escaped?â
Senior Brother Zhaoâs group stared at them with strange expressions, trying to figure out what had happened.
Meanwhile, Kou Xiaotian and his companions slowly backed away, all retreating behind Shen Lang!
Kou Xiaotian glanced at Senior Brother Zhaoâs group and sneered internally.
âIf Shen Lang hadnât revealed his extraordinary strength, I, Kou Xiaotian, might have actually been afraid of these people.â
Two at the Spirit Martial Realm Third Heaven, three at the Spirit Martial Realm Second HeavenâKou Xiaotianâs group couldnât afford to provoke such a lineup.
But with Shen Lang here, it was a completely different story.
As Senior Brother Zhaoâs group stared at Shen Lang in bewilderment, Shen Lang spoke indifferently, "Listening to you, it sounds like you knew all along that a Fifth Level Demon Beast was inside Xuanying Cave, yet you didnât give us a single word of warning and just let us walk in to our deaths? Weâre all fellow disciples of the same Sect. Donât you think thatâs going too far?"
In truth, Shen Lang had known these people were following them for a while. He had even left Bone One and Bone Two at the cave entrance to watch them, only just recalling them.
"Who the fuck is your fellow disciple!" Senior Brother Zhao spat. "Youâre just a piece of trash from the Outer Sect. How dare you talk to me about being fellow disciples? You think youâre worthy?"
Xiao Tong added with a sinister sneer, "Hehe, we were planning to wait until you were all dead in the beastâs maw before going in to see the grisly aftermath. We never thought youâd actually make it out alive. What a surprise!"
"You... How could you do this?" Shu Lan cried out, biting her lip.
Xia Xiaoting tightened her grip on her longsword and sneered, "For such a petty dispute, you wanted to send us to our deaths. When I get back, Iâll definitely report this to the Sect and have you all punished!"
"Get back? Do you really, naively believe youâll be able to get back?" Senior Brother Zhao cackled.
As he spoke, he took a few steps forward, a lecherous look on his face.
The four behind him also began to snicker lewdly, their eyes raking up and down over Xia Xiaoting and Shu Lan.
"Senior Brother, leave the one named Shu Lan to me," Xiao Tong said, rubbing his hands together. "Iâm sick of those common whores in the brothels. This pure, innocent type is my favorite, haha!"
Shu Lan, at the back, shrieked and stumbled backward.
Xia Xiaoting grabbed her hand and reassured her, "Donât worry. With Junior Brother Shen Lang here, theyâre just asking to die!"
Hearing Shen Langâs name, Shu Lan surprisingly calmed down a great deal. She subconsciously glanced at Shen Langâs back and nodded.
"Shen Lang? Youâre counting on this piece of trash to help you? This loser? Hahahaha!"
Senior Brother Zhao and the others roared with laughter, as if they had just heard the worldâs biggest joke.
As they laughed out loud, Shen Lang, who had been watching them this whole time, also began to smile. "In that case, you can all go die."
As Shen Lang uttered these words, which were dripping with Killing Intent, his eyes, previously as placid as still water, suddenly transformed!
Killing Intent blazed in his eyes as a deadly Sword Qi erupted from him, sweeping across the entire area!
The young man, who in many peopleâs eyes looked like a boy next door, underwent an instantaneous change in temperament. His Sword Qi was overwhelming!
Even though Xia Xiaoting and the others already knew he was powerful, Shen Lang had never revealed such an oppressive aura when he killed the Silver Moon Bull Flood Dragon.
The Shen Lang of this moment was like a bladeâa Demon Saber with its edge fully exposed!
Anyone who approached this Demon Saber would be torn to shreds by its rampaging Sword Intent!
Horrified, Xia Xiaoting and the others at the back retreated again and again.
Shen Langâs aura was aimed entirely at Senior Brother Zhaoâs group in front of him and he hadnât released much of it backward. Yet, even so, those behind him still felt as if they were about to be shredded by that Sword Intent...
âWhat an outrageously domineering aura! What a sharp aura! This aura alone could kill a Spirit Martial Realm Martial Artist!â
Xia Xiaoting and Kou Xiaotian wore expressions of incredulous horror.
If those at the back were like this, then Senior Brother Zhaoâs group standing at the front...
Sure enough, in just an instant, Senior Brother Zhaoâs group turned in terror and desperately tried to scatter and flee!
These people werenât stupid. Shen Lang could kill them with this aura alone. If they didnât flee now, they would never get another chance.
"I already told you to go die. Did you think you could escape?"
Shen Langâs chilling voice made the entire forest feel Gloomy and Terrifying.
Xia Xiaoting and the others saw him raise his right hand. With a *SHING*, his long saber was unsheathed!
Then, Shen Lang struck, slashing through the air!
His movements werenât fast, and his form was standard, just like a Martial Artist practicing with his saber at home.
*SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! SWISH!*
Four streams of Sword Qi, condensed into physical form, shot out like arrows, instantly catching up to the four people who had already fled more than ten meters away!
*THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!*
With another four soft sounds, the four streams of Sword Qi, under the disbelieving gazes of Xia Xiaotingâs group, pierced through the chests of the four men, pinning them directly to the trees!
Xiao Tong, seeing this, turned his head and was so scared his Soul was close to Scattering. He didnât dare to flee anymore. Instead, he spun around and fell to his knees before Shen Lang.
"Donât kill me! Junior Brother Shen Lang, I beg you, donât kill me! We donât have any major grudges! Weâre fellow disciples! Please, I beg you!"
Xiao Tongâs shrill voice scared away the birds in the forest.
But at that moment, Xia Xiaoting, Kou Xiaotian, and the others seemed not to have heard his pleas at all. Their gazes were still fixed on the Sword Qi pinning Senior Brother Zhaoâs group.
That Sword Qi, like an arrow from a Bow and Arrow, had pinned the four men to the trees, and even after all this time... it hadnât dissipated!
"Sword Intent! Only an expert who has comprehended Sword Intent could possibly condense Sword Qi to such a degree!"
Kou Xiaotian and Xia Xiaoting looked at each other, both understanding this point.
And precisely because they understood, they were even more horrified.
Putting other Sects aside, even within the Profound Dao Sect, among the many elders at the Xuanwu Realm Ninth Heaven, those who had truly comprehended a Realm like Sword Intent were one in ten thousand!
But this sixteen or seventeen-year-old junior brother before them had actually...
As the others stared blankly, Shen Lang sheathed his long saber and slowly walked toward Xiao Tong.
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