Quick Travel: Crazy Literature

Chapter 202: The Poor Little Cultivator (3)

"Oh, you are so arrogant!"

"Since fellow Taoist has said so, we won't be polite!"

"That's right, everyone come together!"

The monks swarmed forward with swords or other weapons in hand, grinning grimly. They did not mind being accused of outnumbering the weak. Those who were here were either independent cultivators or had hidden their identities. Compared with resources, face and reputation were not worth mentioning.

In an instant, gorgeous magical attacks were flying all over the sky, one after another towards the lone person in front.

Heshan laughed: "Come on!"

The wood spirit's whip moved as it pleased, like a command from its arm. Its powerful strength was revealed at this moment. The terrifying pressure swept around, and the murderous intent spread rapidly like ripples, destroying everything in its path, including the leaves, flowers, trees, and the monks who came forward. Its strength was extremely powerful.

Those who were stronger were shocked by her powerful strength and risked their lives to use their treasures to protect themselves when danger came. They retreated in shock and watched some fellow Taoists scream and were knocked down from mid-air by the wood spirit's long whip because they could not bear it.

Heshan pursued the victory, his body turned into afterimages, and with a change of gesture, the wooden spirit whip abandoned the cultivator who was doomed to die, and rolled towards other strong men who had the intention to retreat, and Qingshuang's sharp murderous aura continued to attack.

These people had been training outside for a long time, and were very afraid of her at the moment. They did not dare to fight her head-on, and they dodged away while roaring.

"withdraw!"

They knew they had hit a wall, so they immediately looked for an opportunity to push out their friends who had been cooperating happily with them just a second ago, in exchange for time to escape.

"Don't go, fellow Daoist. Didn't you just say you were going to be rude to me?"

The cultivators were so angry that they vomited blood and were terrified. They never thought that she, who had just been promoted to the Nascent Soul stage, would be so strong!

Run away!

This group of monks were smart. They didn't run in the same direction, for fear that they would be swept away by a whip on the same road.

Heshan looked around quickly, gritted his teeth in anger, unwilling to let these fat sheep go. He shook the whip, and divided them into two, two into four, four into eight... Then he stretched out his hand and rolled all the fat sheep back.

"Run, run, run. All you do is run! Can you be more capable?"

She looked at the monks who were entangled and unable to move with disappointment and scolded them angrily.

Monks: “…”

They fell to the ground, looking at Heshan in confusion and horror.

Heshan walked around the monks and saw that they all looked so respectable. His bodhisattva heart suddenly revived.

"Dao... Daoist friend, I was blind and didn't recognize the great man! Please be magnanimous and spare my life. I will serve you like a slave!"

"...That's right! Fellow Daoist, I promise to change my ways and never be so blind again!"

Those who valued their lives immediately began to beg for mercy.

He Shan clicked his tongue and rolled his eyes. Just as he was about to speak to comfort everyone and tell them not to be nervous, he heard the strong-willed monk say fearlessly, "Cowards who are afraid of death! I, Zhou An, will never be a servile dog. You can kill me or chop me up, it's all up to you!"

The other monks glanced at him with serious expressions.

Zhou An looked at Heshan with a sneer, but thought in his heart that this woman caught them but did not kill them right away, which proved that they were useful to her and she would not take their lives easily. Then, his firm words would surely make her look at him with higher regard, and he would have more qualifications to negotiate terms with her later.

But unfortunately, he miscalculated Stone Heart.

The king blinked and looked him up and down, then broke his neck with a clean move, strangling his soul.

All the monks: "!!!"

This woman is so cold and cruel!

She sighed with regret and said, "This Taoist fellow's request is really unheard of. I am considerate and should satisfy him."

"I wonder if any other fellow Taoist has any request? I will definitely satisfy him." As he said this, Heshan turned his head gently and glanced at everyone, revealing his sharp white teeth.

Monks: “…”

They lowered their heads in silence.

Seeing everyone humiliatingly submitting to his tyranny, Heshan nodded with satisfaction. His eyes wandered over the storage items and storage rings on their bodies, and he openly stated his needs.

"I see that you are all wealthy people, and I can't bear to interrupt your immortal journey. But alas, I also have a secret that I can't tell you."

The monks looked up slightly, and seeing her pretending to continue, "We are not greedy. It's just a few small storage items. I believe you will not be reluctant to part with them, right?"

"...Of course not!"

Oh my god, Bodhisattva.

They immediately became excited, but seeking wealth and treasure was nothing compared to their lives.

Seeing how excited they were, Heshan loosened the wooden spirit whip a little, and looked at the storage bags being thrown at her with a bright smile. She happily collected them one by one, then walked forward and touched their brows with her hand in everyone's expectant eyes.

The monks were stunned for a moment, and felt a strange force sliding from their foreheads into the deep of their Dantian spiritual roots, and their bodies stiffened instantly.

"...Fellow Daoist?"

He Shan smiled and said, "Oh, I forgot to tell you that I love all kinds of natural treasures. It's a rare opportunity to meet you today, so I have to keep communicating with you. Every three years, I hope you can persevere and come here to bring me ten rare treasures. Can you do it?"

Fellow Taoists who do not wish to associate with each other: “…” They are so sad that they cannot even cry and dare not refute.

After swallowing the bitter pill, everyone wailed in their hearts. No wonder this woman was so cruel but willing to show mercy. For a moment, they didn't know whether they were lucky or unfortunate.

Of course, who would want to die if they could live? Anyway, they were happy to do so. At least they couldn't refuse before the strange power was removed. So they nodded in agreement, and then, under her greedy gaze, they quickly slipped away without even having time to pat their butts.

“It’s great that they are so positive.”

The king sighed, turned around and happily took out all the treasures, checking one by one those he could use.

For example, the Earth Soul Grass can nourish the soul and consciousness, the All-Medicine Spirit Liquid can nourish the body, the Candle God Fire can be used by oneself after it is cultivated, the Daluo Silver Essence can be used to forge weapons, etc. In addition, there are a large number of spirit stones and five-element crystal stones that contain a lot of spiritual power.

Heshan exclaimed when he saw them. He never expected that this group of monks had so many good things.

She hissed, her heart burning: "It turns out that getting rich depends on everyone."

Piglet: "...cough cough cough!"

Good things must be used in time. The king did not hesitate. She arranged the treasures in order and threw them all at herself. After a while, she upgraded herself again. Moreover, she could clearly feel that not only her body was getting stronger, but her own soul was also gradually undergoing good changes.

Now she was very excited and became even more passionate about the world of cultivation and the cultivators.