Chapter Fifty-Seven: Robbery

  Three days later, in a tavern within a small town, Xiao Fan wore a green robe, with an elegant demeanor, leisurely drinking wine.

  In three days' time, Xiao Fan beheaded all ninety-eight Blood Guard members in the dense forest and plundered their storage bags.

  After beheading all the Blood Guards members, Xiao Fang Sheng feared that Yangcheng City Lord would send people to hunt him down again, so he hastily left the forest and arrived at this small town.

  After eating and drinking his fill, Xiao Fan settled down in this wine tower, had the waiter prepare hot water, and took a comfortable hot bath. Then he took out his own storage bag and poured out the contents of the storage bags he had looted from the Blood Guards one by one onto the table, totaling over ninety.

  At first, Xiao Fan was excited to open the storage bags of the Blood Guards he had killed, sorting out their contents one by one. Later on, however, he couldn't even be bothered to take a look, simply tossing them into his own storage bag. As a result, even Xiao Fan himself didn't know what was inside the dozens of storage bags now.

  Xiao Fan opened those storage bags one by one, and found that most of the Blood Guards who came to kill him were poor devils. The storage bags only had a few pieces of low-grade spirit stones, some gold coins, and some daily necessities. There was nothing else.

  "What a poor devil, no wonder he's been made to be someone else's hatchet man." Xiao Fan curled his lip, and directly poured out all the spirit stones. He then picked up the things he didn't want and put them into one of the storage bags, planning to find some time to throw away the miscellaneous items inside.

  "Hmm, there's actually mid-grade spirit stone in this storage bag. Although it's only five pieces, it's already quite good."

  Just as Xiao Fan mechanically opened the storage bag and poured out its contents, his eyes suddenly lit up, and five mid-grade spirit stones were emitting a rich spiritual energy.

  "Huh, there's another secret manual." Immediately afterwards, Xiao Fan discovered another yellowed paper secret manual.

  "How can it be incomplete? It's been torn in half." Xiao Fan picked it up and took a look, only to find that the secret book was only half there, and he couldn't help but feel some disappointment.

  " 'Spectral Sword Shadow', seems pretty powerful, I'll take a closer look later." Xiao Fan muttered to himself, casually putting the secret manual aside and continuing to clear out his storage bag.

  Next, Xiao Fan found medium-grade spirit stones in four of the storage bags, with one bag containing as many as ten pieces, which made Xiao Fan overjoyed.

  Half an hour later, Xiao Fan finally poured out all the Ling Stones in the storage bags and threw those miscellaneous items into one of the storage bags.

  Looking at the high pile of Ling stones on the table, Xiao Fan took a deep breath and felt the spiritual energy surging in, suddenly feeling refreshed and invigorated.

  "Killing people and stealing their goods is the best shortcut to getting rich, the ancients were indeed not deceiving me." Xiao Fan's face was filled with a smile.

  "There are 325 pieces of low-grade spirit stones, and 34 pieces of medium-grade spirit stones. Hehe, after refining these spirit stones, I should be able to condense the second strand of yuan force and break through to the second grade of Transcending Mortality." Xiao Fan was thinking with a pleased smile.

  One piece of medium-grade spirit stone can be exchanged for one hundred pieces of low-grade spirit stone. If all the medium-grade spirit stones are exchanged for low-grade spirit stones, Xiao Fan will get three thousand four hundred pieces of low-grade spirit stones. For the current Xiao Fan, this would be a huge fortune.

  "Huh? I've been targeted, someone has set their sights on me."

  Suddenly, Xiao Fan's expression changed slightly, and with a wave of his hand, all the spirit stones were stored in the Qian Kun ring. Then, he picked up all the storage bags.

  "How could I have forgotten the principle of not revealing one's wealth? Alas, I'm really a fool. Placing these spirit stones on the table will definitely attract attention."

  Xiao Fan was clutching his hair in distress.

  Outside Xiao Fan's room, a middle-aged man with a sly and cunning look on his face was standing outside, pretending to be serious while appreciating the scenery. However, from time to time, he would glance at Xiao Fan's room, revealing a greedy expression that couldn't be hidden from Xiao Fan's spiritual perception.

  "It's okay, this guy's cultivation is only at the 9th rank of Mortal Realm. If a Condensed Spirit Realm expert were to come and rob us, it would be a bit troublesome." Xiao Fan let out a sigh of relief after sensing his opponent's strength with his spiritual power.

  "Haha, since this guy wants to rob me, he should be prepared to get robbed himself."

  "Isn't he looking for an opportunity? Then I, young master, will generously create one for him."

  Xiao Fan smiled slyly and then picked up his folding fan, intentionally taking heavy steps as he strode out the door.

  "Ouch..."

  The sound of the door opening came, and the guy outside the door was still looking at the scenery below with a calm and unhurried expression, as if he had an unparalleled beauty to appreciate.

  "Ah, so boring, let's go to Chunfeng Pavilion and have a good time, hehe..."

  The middle-aged man's face suddenly showed a look of anxiety when he heard Xiao Fan's lewd voice.

  "No way, we have to act quickly. If this kid goes to Chunfeng Pavilion, he'll probably be enchanted and his soul will be upside down. Who knows how many spirit stones he'll have left on him when he comes out?"

  The middle-aged man was very clear about everything in Chunfeng Pavilion. Inside the pavilion, there were countless beauties who were also cultivators. Some of them were fire-attribute cultivators, passionate like fire; some were cold ice-attribute cultivators, like icy beauties; some were wood-attribute cultivators, with a strong life force...

  The beautiful women in Chunfeng Pavilion are the most famous in the entire town for their stunning looks, making it a paradise for men. However, it is also a money-draining place, and more importantly, Chunfeng Pavilion only accepts spiritual stones, not gold or silver.

  "This guy must have come out of some small family and tempered himself, heh heh, the spiritual stones on his body are certainly not few."

  A middle-aged man smiled slyly, then waved his hand, raised his head and chest, and strode after Xiao Fan with a majestic gait, making anyone who saw him think he was a dignified guy.

  A middle-aged man swaggered behind Xiao Fan, not hiding at all. Seeing Xiao Fan walking ahead without suspecting anyone was following him, he felt extremely pleased with himself; "I'm still clever, even if I'm sneaky, I have to be open and honest, tsk tsk, look at me like this, who knows my true purpose?"

  As he thought, he also occasionally smoothed his hair, feeling that under the vast sky, only he himself was the smartest.

  Xiao Fan, walking in front, had not left the middle-aged man's spiritual sense. Seeing the middle-aged man's appearance, he was speechless for a moment, "This guy is really narcissistic, but, to be able to steal like this, it's actually quite clever."

  "I'd like to see what tricks he has up his sleeve."

  Xiao Fan deliberately slowed down his pace, constantly looking at this and that, as if he found everything very novel.

  "He is indeed a young master who has been spoiled since childhood, and he is curious about everything. From this, it can be seen that his cultivation will not be very high."

  As soon as he saw Xiao Fan's behavior, the middle-aged man judged that Xiao Fan was just a young man who had just left his family and didn't understand anything.

  "I like this kind of person." The middle-aged man looked at Xiao Fang, and the more he looked, the more he thought Xiao Fang was lovely.

  The middle-aged man followed Xiao Fan with a happy heart, but he didn't notice that Xiao Fan was getting more and more remote, and the people around him were getting fewer and fewer.

  "What is this place?" Unaware of how long he had followed Xiao Fan, the middle-aged man only realized something was off when the sun had already set in the west. Xiao Fan had led him to a small grove of trees.

  "Was this guy doing it on purpose?" The middle-aged man watched as Xiao Fang had already entered the small woods, hesitating for a moment, unsure whether he should follow.

  "Never mind, a perfect fat sheep is right in front of me, if I don't slaughter it how can I be worthy of myself."

  Just as Xiao Fan was about to disappear from his line of sight, the middle-aged man gritted his teeth and followed him.

  "It's strange, where did he go? I just saw him here a moment ago." The middle-aged man entered the small woods, but found no trace of Xiao Fan.

  "There wasn't even a footprint, damn it, I've been had." As the middle-aged man lowered his head to look for Xiao Fan's footprints, he found that there were no footprints of Xiao Fan around him. His face suddenly changed color and he was about to leave the small woods.

  "Hey, don't go into the forest of Lin, this is an eternal and unchanging principle, didn't you know? You're really a little fool." Just then, a sigh was heard from above the middle-aged man's head.

  The middle-aged man hastily lifted his head to look up, but felt a strong force breaking through the air, and saw a fist falling from the sky towards his head.

  "...Clash!" The middle-aged man hastily raised his fist to meet the attack, with nine strands of white yuan energy wrapped around it. However, he was after all caught off guard and when the two fists collided, he only felt an incredibly powerful force transmitted over, his arm emitting a series of 'cracking' sounds as intense pain shot into his brain nerves.

  "bump..."

  Blood mist burst forth, the middle-aged man's nine white yuan forces were actually broken open by the powerful force brought by that fist, and then, it blasted the middle-aged man's fist to pieces, exploding into a ball of blood mist.

  "Who are you?" The middle-aged man spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, looking at Xiao Fang with an unwilling gaze.

  "Mind who I am?" Xiao Fan gave him a cold glance; "Since you want to rob me, then you should be prepared to be robbed by me."

  "I didn't mean to rob you, you misunderstood." The middle-aged man's face showed a look of grievance, as if he had really been misunderstood by Xiao Fan. If not for Xiao Fan's keen spiritual sensitivity, he would have been deceived.

  "The sky is almost dark, I don't have time to listen to your nonsense, goodbye." Xiao Fangke didn't have the mood to listen to his nonsense here, a flash of knife light, a flying knife pierced through the middle-aged man's head, and then took away the storage bag on him, wiped the blood stains on his fist, and left the small forest with a flourish.

  This time, although it was also a sneak attack, he was able to single-handedly defeat this extraordinary ninth-grade master with his physical strength alone, proving that Xiao Fan's physical strength had already surpassed the realm of an extraordinary ninth-grade cultivator, despite being only a first-grade cultivator himself.