Chapter 38: Ransacking a dead man's wealth, an iron piece weighing over 100 catties? Carefree

  Staring at the frozen skull on the ground, the seven lewd faces all twitched simultaneously.

  The two dreadful young men in front of me are absolutely geniuses with high-quality souls! The higher the quality of the soul, the higher the basic combat power of the realm. It seems that only this explanation fits within the normal person's understanding category.

  Xue Xiong glared with his eyes wide open, his teeth chattering, and his liver and gallbladder chilled to the bone. He had thought that in the Blood Prison, he could do many things that were restricted in the outside world, but unexpectedly, before he even got a chance to put his plan into action, he ran into an iron wall.

  What bad luck! A thread of anger flashed across Xue Xiong's eyes, and a sinister plan was born in his heart.

  "Brothers, we have seven people, who's afraid of him? Charge!!" His facial muscles twisted, as if he had gone mad, and he let out a loud roar, pushing the two people beside him forward.

  At this moment, everyone's scalp was numb, facing a crisis, but instead of being brave and fearless, they all rushed up with their own ultimate moves. But Zhuo Yifan's speed was even faster than theirs. These people were much weaker than the skeletal wolves.

  All werewolves were beheaded with one sword, let alone them?

  The first to rush up to Zhuo Yifan was that lustful and sinister-looking thin man, Liu Si. He threw a punch that shot out like a steel cannon, with orange spiritual energy transforming into a spiritual snake coiled around his arm, dancing in the air with a sharp whistling sound.

  Whoosh!

  Zhuo Yifan's current speed is incredibly fast, his total combat power value can rival that of a mid-stage Sanxian Prefecture, let alone these six ants?

  "Whoosh!" He suddenly drew his Frost Sword, and with a sweep of his body, a circle of icy mist spread out, whipping up a storm of icy wind. In the blink of an eye, the six people who had been attacking him were all cut in half at the waist, their bodies frozen into blocks of ice, emitting wisps of white cold air. The heads of the six men were particularly striking, their faces contorted in ferocious expressions as they froze in their death throes, their features twisted in a grimace of hatred.

  Han Jie Sword is now getting more and more handy in Zhuo Yi Fan's hands, just like a spiritual sword tailored for himself. Low consumption, strong lethality. The freezing effect is also breathtaking.

  With one swing of his sword, he instantly killed six people as easily as cutting tofu.

  Hiss!

  Xue Xiong, who witnessed this scene, took a cold breath.

  The miserable cry made Xue Xiong's face turn pale, and what was even more unfortunate was that he hadn't even had time to escape before Leishi grabbed his collar and lifted him up into the air like a pinched ant.

  "Push your companion out and run away yourself? You're worse than a beast! How can there be someone like you in this world?"

  Lei Shi's anger was like a raging lion, and an ordinary slap had the strength of fifteen elephants. With two loud slaps, he almost suffocated to death.

  "Hmm... no wonder you ate a Power Fruit. Your power is indeed extraordinary."

  Zhuo Yifan's mouth twitched slightly as he slowly approached Xue Jia's eldest son, Xue Xiong. His calm face showed no expression, his eyebrows devoid of any killing intent or ferocity, only a mocking gaze remained. Seeing that Xue Xiong had no strength to escape, Zhuo Yifan finally stopped Leishi: "Let him go for now. If he loses consciousness, it won't be good."

  Bang! Yue Shi suddenly let go of his hand, and Xue Xiong fell heavily to the ground.

  "This guy is too dirty, I'm going to go wash my hands. Don't want to pollute my pure heart." Leishi said with a pretentious tone and actually ran off to the edge of the pond by himself. It wasn't until later that Zhuo Yifan found out that this guy had mysophobia!

  "Do you have anything to say?" Zhuo Yifan stared at Xue Xiong's swollen face and said calmly.

  "Leave a way out, and we'll meet again. You killed me... you won't have a good ending, you will be killed by Fang Wei's brother. Fang Wei's brother is much more powerful than you. He is one of the major forces in Red Flame City, a genius among young people. Let me hide in the cave for a while, recover from my injuries, and serve me well. When Fang Wei's brother comes, you can apologize and I'll put in a good word for you, maybe there will still be room for mercy..." Xue Xiong was like a dead dog on the ground, gasping for air, but as soon as he mentioned Fang Wei, his whole body seemed to have been injected with chicken blood, and his eyes lit up, his spirit lifted.

  "Oh, no wonder you're so fearless. Although you're a member of the Xue family's illegitimate branch, I didn't expect you to be related to Fang Wei..."

  "How dare you, I've heard of my brother's reputation and yet you still have the audacity to treat me like this. Apologize sincerely, hand over all your wealth and become my servant. There is still a chance for redemption, who do you think you are?"

  It can be said that Xue Xiong is really stupid to the extreme, and now he still dares to act arbitrarily, relying on his backer not being around, if his backer were by his side, wouldn't he be lawless?

  Bang!

  At this time, Le Shi, who had just washed his hands and returned, made a move. He kicked Xue Xiong's back with one foot, the force was so great that it made people gasp in shock. Xue Xiong's whole body shook violently, his internal organs seemed to be crushed, and a thread of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

  "You're even worse than a beast! You bully women, and now you dare to show off in front of me when death is near?" Leishi was enraged and kicked him several times.

  Bang! Bang!...

  One cursed and viciously trampled on the other, until Zhuo Yifan signaled for Yue Shi to stop. Xue Xiong barely avoided the final fatal stomp.

  "Hmph, the Fang family is indeed a major force in Red Flame City. Other small aristocratic families may be afraid, but would my Zhuo family still be afraid? Not worthy of fear..."

  Fang Wei's strategic mind and composure were his greatest weapons, which was also what Zhuo Yifan feared the most.

  Don't look at Zhuo Yifan, who is only in the middle of the Innate Spiritual Realm. In fact, his true strength is already impossible to estimate. With the help of Mo Tong and Tie Bi, he can also use the Fusion Soul Orb to infinitely amplify his potential. As long as there is enough time, it's unclear who will die first.

  "Ah! You're from the Zhuo family! You're Zhuo Guanying!" Xue Xiong had never seen Zhuo Guanying before, but instinctively linked this fierce and sharp young man with him. In his eyes, among the many people in the Zhuo family, only Zhuo Guanying could have such strength. He had long since discarded Zhu Yifan, that useless waste of a cultivator, from his mind.

  "Zhuo Guangying! You will regret this! I am not on good terms with you..."

  Before he could finish speaking, a cold chill directly invaded his chest, and the sharp cold air burst through his meridians, instantly freezing Xue Xiong's heart.

  He was no longer able to exert his tyranny, his two eyes slowly closed, his pupils shrinking into a ball, and in extreme fear and cold, he died forever.

  "I never accept threats and I hate it when others threaten me. You dare to speak in this tone before you die, you deserve to die!"

  For murder, Zhuo Yifan's thoughts were very thorough. Especially in a place like Blood Prison where there was no law, strength represented everything. The weak could only hold their breath and swallow their voices, forever being bullied.

  He gave a cruel smile, tore off Xue Xiong's package, and kicked his foot violently. The whole corpse flew out like a scarecrow and hung on the branches in the distance.

  "Why did he call you Zhuo Guanying?" Le Shi asked with some puzzlement.

  "This person is the genius of our Zhuo family, they always thought that this time entering the Blood Prison would be him, and never thought it would be me who entered the Blood Prison, just got confused with him...” Zhuo Yifan didn't mind others confusing him with "Zhuo Guanying", as this was indeed a good way to hide his identity and shift responsibilities.

  "Huh?" Leishi was stunned and even more puzzled, "Where did Zhuo Guangying go?"

  "You're done for..."

  Zhuo Yifan didn't say much and directly bent down to search for the burdens on the bodies of the seven people.

  Wasted? And wasted a genius? Isn't Zhuo Yifan a genius among geniuses?

  Leshi wasn't quite clear about the internal connections of the Zhuo family, but he could be certain of one thing - that he had absolutely made a godly teammate!

  The packages were made of rich fiber beast skin bags, which looked very small in space, but were extremely resilient and could hold many things. It was no big deal to stuff a corpse of an ordinary skeletal wolfman into it.

  The first thing that caught his eye was a package used to store dry provisions, in which more than twenty coarse grain cakes were neatly arranged, and four bamboo water bottles.

  Ordinary food couldn't satisfy Zhuo Yifan at all. He didn't even give it a glance, and instead turned his gaze directly to the two yellow calabazas.

  "Is there a medicinal pill inside?" As he thought about it, he inserted his spiritual energy to try and extract a single drop of the medicinal pill from within.

  This time, however, he surprisingly discovered that the yellow gourd contained a drop of milky white liquid, similar to cow's milk, emitting a rich and intense spiritual energy.

  "What's this? The water from grinding the Jīng Líng Dān powder?" The familiar flavor and aroma suddenly lifted Zhuo Yifan's spirits.

  This calabaza's spiritual energy water is at least equivalent to two spiritual energy pills, a ten-day supply!

  "What good thing have you found?" Le Shi muttered.

  "These two gourds contain water made from the Spirit Gathering Pill, and only two drops are needed per day to make up for a day's worth of consumption." Zhuo Yifan handed one of the gourds to Le Shi, this was their joint spoils of war, nothing to be stingy about.

  "Let's just leave that one bag of dry rations for those six people, we have two calabashes which is enough. By the way, have you guys made any new discoveries over there?"

  He continued to rummage through the package, searching for treasures, and scraped out all the air fresheners inside.

  Fifty pellets of Qi therapy Dan, each the size of a green bean, can stop bleeding in the body with just one dose. Within a single night, external injuries on the body can recover without scarring. Internal injuries can also recover by more than half. It is a sacred healing medicine for cultivators below the Three Mysteries Realm.

  As for the several hundred taels of silver in the package, he didn't even give it a glance and threw them all into the water pond.

  Wealth in prison will only become a fatal burden.

  "What's this thing? It's so heavy! At least 100 catties."

  Leshi Guai let out a loud shout and walked over, only to see that in his hand was quietly lying an iron piece the size of a toothpick.

  "Are you kidding me? How can a small piece of iron weigh 100 catties?" Zhuo Yifan was shocked and used two fingers to pinch it, only to find that it was indeed unusually heavy. A piece of iron the size of a toothpick, how could it have such a terrifying weight?

  Moreover, this small iron piece clearly presents the outline of a knife, and obscure spiritual power fluctuations emerge from the knife-shaped iron piece.

  "This must be a spiritual soldier! An incredible treasure!" Zhuo Yifan's heart moved. Two eyes emitted scorching light.