Ye Qiu’s punch shattered the young man’s head, blood and brains splattering everywhere, a gruesome sight.
No one expected a Golden Core realm expert to be killed by Ye Qiu like this.
At that moment, Ye Qiu’s body glowed with golden light, his eyes like lightning, resembling an invincible war god.
“Huh?”
Ye Qiu suddenly noticed that, despite losing his head, the young man’s body was still trembling slightly, as if he hadn’t completely died.
How could this be?
Ye Qiu was puzzled. In his understanding, the head was the most vital organ; once destroyed, death was certain.
Yet this scene baffled him.
Something’s off!
Ye Qiu’s gaze swept over the body, finally landing on the young man’s abdomen.
He saw a golden light flickering at the dantian, like a pill bathed in divine radiance.
“That’s the cultivator’s Golden Core. Only by destroying it will the cultivator truly perish,” Fairy Hundred Flowers reminded.
So that’s how it is.
Ye Qiu’s hand pierced through the young man’s abdomen, pulling the Golden Core from his dantian.
“This is a Golden Core?”
Ye Qiu was curious. The core was smaller than an ordinary pill, shimmering with golden light and emanating a mysterious power.
“Pfft!”
Ye Qiu crushed the core in his hand, turning it to powder, which scattered in the breeze.
Instantly, the young man’s body stiffened, no longer moving, dead beyond doubt.
Ye Qiu bent down, wiping the blood from his hands on the young man’s clothes, then searched his body, finding a money pouch. Opening it, he found a few dozen spirit stones.
“Just this many spirit stones? Broke bastard!”
Ye Qiu cursed under his breath but, considering his urgent need for spirit stones in the cultivation world, tucked the pouch into his Qiankun bag.
He then looted the bodies of the other Yin-Yang Sect disciples, collecting another few dozen spirit stones.
“Fairy, is the Yin-Yang Sect really that poor?” Ye Qiu asked.
“Why do you say that?” Fairy Hundred Flowers replied, puzzled.
Ye Qiu said, “All these people together only had a hundred or so spirit stones, not a single decent weapon or pill. They’re practically a bunch of beggars.”
Fairy Hundred Flowers covered her mouth and laughed. “You don’t understand. Although the Yin-Yang Sect is a top sect in the Eastern Wasteland and very wealthy, these people were at the bottom of their hierarchy.”
“A major sect like the Yin-Yang Sect has many disciples and strict ranks. Beyond divine sons and holy sons, there are closed-door disciples, core disciples, inner disciples, and outer menials.”
“Only that Golden Core realm young man was an inner disciple. The others were likely outer menials.”
Ye Qiu asked, “What are outer menials?”
Fairy Hundred Flowers explained, “Outer menials, to put it plainly, are the ones who handle the dirty and exhausting work for the Yin-Yang Sect. They’re the lowest of the low, doing the hardest jobs for the least pay.”
“Isn’t that just like workers in the mortal world?” Longbrow Immortal grumbled. “As expected, no matter where you go, capitalists are the worst!”
“Not quite,” Fairy Hundred Flowers said. “Workers in the mortal world are protected by laws. Though their work is hard and pay low, they have benefits like healthcare and social security, and those who excel can even be elected as representatives.”
“But outer menials have no status or benefits. Like these people, if they die, their families get no compensation.”
Longbrow Immortal was stunned. “Then why join the Yin-Yang Sect? Are they out of their minds?”
Fairy Hundred Flowers said, “They’re chasing a chance to rise above.”
“Joining a top sect means that if a higher-up takes notice, they might soar to success and become a supreme expert one day.”
Longbrow Immortal said, “Isn’t that just like civil servants in the mortal world?”
“You talk too much,” Ye Qiu said, giving Longbrow Immortal a cold glance.
Longbrow Immortal shut up immediately.
Fairy Hundred Flowers changed the subject. “With so many dead, we should leave quickly.”
As they prepared to leave, they saw the servant crouching in a corner, crying.
“It’s all gone, all gone…”
The servant sobbed, “The boss told me repeatedly to look after the inn. If he comes back and sees it like this, he’ll kill me.”
Ye Qiu thought for a moment, walked over, and tossed a few dozen spirit stones to the servant.
“This is compensation,” Ye Qiu said.
The servant was overjoyed, thanking him profusely. “Thank you, young master, thank you!”
“Tell me, where’s the teleportation array?” Ye Qiu asked.
“There’s one in the east of town that can take you to Bright Moon City,” the servant said.
“Got it,” Ye Qiu said, leading Fairy Hundred Flowers and the others out of the inn.
The earlier fight had caused quite a commotion, and a crowd had gathered outside. Seeing Ye Qiu and his group emerge, they parted to the sides of the street, fearing they might anger Ye Qiu and meet a grim fate.
As Ye Qiu and his group walked down the street, they overheard the crowd’s murmurs.
“Who are these people, daring to kill Yin-Yang Sect members? They’ve got some guts!”
“The Yin-Yang Sect is vengeful. With their style, they won’t let these people off.”
“They’ll definitely face the Yin-Yang Sect’s wrath.”
“The Yin-Yang Sect disciples died in our town. Will our town face retaliation?”
“Speaking of which, that Yin-Yang Sect group stayed in our town for days, eating and drinking for free, snatching women, and even killing people. They deserved to die.”
“Thanks to these people for killing them, or who knows how many more would’ve suffered.”
The murmurs reached their ears, and Longbrow Immortal said quietly, “Little rascal, it seems the Yin-Yang Sect isn’t well-liked.”
Ye Qiu’s heart stirred. He suddenly stopped, his gaze sweeping over the onlookers.
The pressure was palpable.
Instantly, the crowd lowered their heads, not daring to meet Ye Qiu’s eyes.
They held their breath, fearing he might attack them.
Then, Ye Qiu gave a warm smile, like a spring breeze.
“Everyone, no need to worry. I mean you no harm.”
Hearing this, the crowd, who had lowered their heads, looked up, puzzled.
Ye Qiu said loudly, “The Yin-Yang Sect, a top sect in the Eastern Wasteland, acts arrogantly and treats human lives like grass. This is intolerable to heaven and earth, and everyone has the right to punish them!”
“Today’s events were caused by me. As a man, I take responsibility for my actions and don’t wish to implicate you. If the Yin-Yang Sect comes asking, tell them the truth.”
“If they want revenge, let them come find me.”
With that, Ye Qiu raised his hand, unleashing sword qi to carve bold, flowing characters on a wall.
“The killer, Dragon Bodhisattva!”
