413 Blood Refiners.
Shi Lang was unaware of the enlightenment that Crystal had just received. He stood in the center of a clearing, surrounded by thousands of Ikeras guards. Yet, his face was calm like water. He was waiting for an enemy who could challenge him. The movement of the soldiers earlier told him that someone from a higher rank would come and face him.
This was a courtesy he extended out of respect for the enemy. The other person must be a cultivator. Otherwise, how will he come to challenge him? Shi Lang was waiting when Sparrow’s voice sounded in his earpiece, “Boss, why are you so sure that someone will come over?”
Shi Lang smiled and said, “I can feel it in the eyes of the soldiers. They all show excitement and trust. It must be someone from a higher rank.”
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Surprised, the man nodded and asked, “I wonder what purpose you might have here? Are you so sure to play against us? Do you not fear death?”
The man tried to intimidate the young man in front of him, but the next moment, Shi Lang shook his head and said, “I am not scared of death if I can control it.”
The man raised his brow and then asked, “I am Carat. I will be the one who sent you to the afterlife.”
Shi Lang smiled and said, “Come on.”
Carat flickered from his position and arrived directly in front of Shi Lang. Then he punched the former right in the temple. The soldiers were happy that their commander was fighting the man, and he was fast. However, all the excitement ended when Shi Lang tilted his head back and watched the punch pass by an inch in front of his face.
Shi Lang asked, “Is that all you’ve got?”
His tone was calm, but his eyes revealed disappointment. Carat was shocked to see this, and just when he thought about using another move, Shi Lang kicked him in the belly. The kick was simple, and it carried little force. But the contact made Carat feel like he was hit by a truck. The impact pushed him back for ten meters before he could stand straight.
Shi Lang smiled and said, “Oh, body refining. No wonder you were so confident in your attack.”
Carat opened his eyes wide in shock. He did not know how to react. However, the young Terran would not give him any chance to respond either. It is only sometimes that you find such a sturdy punch bag. Shi Lang moved quickly, then punched the guy in the cheek. The impact sent Carat a few meters away, but his body bumped into the ground like a ball this time. Finally, Shi Lang clicked his tongue and asked, “Do you have someone with a better physique? I lost control in excitement and killed him.”
The surroundings fell silent. They did not expect their commander to die with one punch. Shi Lang was thinking about practicing his thunder fist technique. Disappointed and looking at the guards, he said, “Such a letdown.”
The next moment, his sword flew again and the battlefield echoed with screams of the Ikeras soldiers. The shura sword was ruthless. It decapitated the people like chopping vegetables on a board. Shi Lang walked forward, deflecting all the phaser beams and nades aimed at him.
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Crystal was looking at the scene with stars in her eyes. She said, “I wish I could be that cool.”
Raz chuckled and said, “Kiddo, they are fragile. I do not think the boss will have such an easy time with people in higher realms.”
Crystal cast him a white look and said, “You are underestimating him because he never gets serious with you. Your weakness is not the criteria to measure the strength of a stronger person.”
This remark stupefied Raz, and Sparrow chuckled. But then, she said, “Indeed, did you forget him taking down twenty mechs with one sword slash?”
The man was not having it and asked, “Then he fell into a coma. That is not strength.”
Sparrow replied, “That was because he used a technique his body was not ready to use. Also, have you not heard? The more you grind, the sharper the blade.”
Crystal nodded and said, “Huh, why are they stopping again?”
The two people said, “Looks like another level boss appeared.”
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Shi Lang stopped moving and found himself in front of a lady. This lady was beautiful. The combat suit highlighted her figure very much. She carried a blood red colored spear in her hands. The young man looked at her and asked, “Your name?”
The lady replied, “Chun. You must be Captain Shi Lang they have been talking about in the inner part of the estate?”
Shi Lang nodded and asked, “You seem to be stronger than the commander of these soldiers. Would you like to fight?”
He was not uncouth. A fellow cultivator deserved respect. The lady looked at him from head to toe and said, “No, I admit defeat. Your level is far higher than mine. I can single-handedly defeat these soldiers, but you are something else.”
Shi Lang was surprised and asked, “You will not support your clan to avenge humiliation?”
Chun spat on the ground and said, “Clan? My parents emptied their hearts to do things for the master’s branch, but in the end, they were killed by the right-hand man of the master. They raised and trained me to complete the missions that bought them a fortune. Yet, I am asked to kneel for a five-year-old because I stopped him from stabbing his opponent to death while sparing?”
Shi Lang was surprised and asked, “What can I do with this information? What do you want?”
Chun looked at him and said, “I wish you to destroy the main house. You can go and kill anyone who stands in your way. Allow me to leave this place. That is all.”
Shi Lang shook his head and said, “The temptation is not enough. How will I know that you will not stab me in the back? I will never trust an enemy—especially the one betraying her kin. So either you tell me the truth. Or you go to re-unite with your parents.”
Chun clenched her jaw, and looking around at all the soldiers, she relaxed and asked, “Are you sure you will be able to handle the truth?”
Shi Lang shrugged and said, “Try me.”
The lady nodded and said, “The Ikeras main family can maintain their command because they use a forbidden cultivation method. This method is called….”
Before she could finish her words, Shi Lang moved and appeared behind her. He smacked away a phaser beam heading right at the back of the girl. The girl was surprised when she heard a calm voice, “Go on, what is this method called?”
Chun was about to reply when a cold voice sounded, “Treacherous bitch. I knew we should have refined you like we refined your parents.”
Shi Lang narrowed his eyes and asked the shocked woman, “Blood refinement?”
Chun was shocked, and the person who attacked her was even more shocked. The former nodded, and then Shi Lang’s aura changed. The young Terran said, “No wonder I smelled something peculiar. Chun, do you also use this method?”
Chun shook her head, and the man in the distance said, “Only the main family can cultivate that method. But, humph, if we gave that method to any cat and dog raised in the clan, will they not think highly of themselves.”
Shi Lang raised his hand, and the Shura sword flew over to land in his grip. The young man said, “This is reason enough.”
Then his hair began to glow crimson, and the man flew into the void. Finally, he located the man who was speaking just now. Then he looked at his sword, which was dripping with blood. He said, “Come, let you deal with some scum of the cultivation world.”
The man in the distance was enraged, but the next moment he found that the world began flipping. His head was taken off without even giving him a chance to react. Shi Lang began to walk ahead in the void.
The surviving soldiers shivered, and they fell to the ground. They were scared; this young man was not strong but a demon. Shi Lang was heading toward the inner estate where the main family resided. He wanted to deal with these blood refiners first. Others might not understand, but Shi Lang, who suffered a terrible loss in his past life did. If there was a kind of cultivator he hated the most, that would be blood refiners.