“You all wanted this supreme-grade Dao Weapon, didn’t you?”
Li Xun placed the Robe of Salvation into a jade box and casually tossed it into the arms of the leader.
“You’re really giving this to me?”
The man fumbled to catch the jade box, his face full of disbelief. Just moments ago, he had clearly seen Li Xun seal the Robe of Salvation inside it.
At this moment, he held the jade box with both hands, feeling his mouth go dry.
The item he had dreamed of obtaining was now suddenly in his possession—it all felt a bit too surreal.
Beside him, the other expert who had come along wore expressions full of envy and jealousy.
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, on a successful investment. You have obtained a low-grade spiritual treasure: the Heaven-Breaking Hammer. Would you like to claim it now?]
The system's voice rang out.
With a flick of his hand, Li Xun summoned the jade box back to himself and said flatly, “Sorry, I’ve changed my mind. I no longer want to give you the Robe of Salvation.”
The leader stood dumbfounded, staring at his now empty hands, utterly confused.
What the hell was going on?
He had clearly just been gifted the robe—why was it taken back again?
Was Li Xun toying with him?
Li Xun looked calmly at the two men in front of him. They gradually shifted from shock to unease.
Though they didn’t know what Li Xun was up to, an ominous feeling began creeping into their hearts.
Thinking back to what Li Xun had mentioned about an “experiment”…
Could it be that gifting them the Robe of Salvation had been part of that experiment?
“So, there's no way to exploit this loophole,” Li Xun sighed softly.
He glanced at the robe in his hand.
Originally, he had thought that giving something away and then taking it back might allow him to “invest” in the person again.
But reality proved otherwise, once the system registered an investment, even if the item was taken back, the recipient would no longer show the investable glow.
He had used this trick before during the Phoenix Origin Secret Realm incident against Chu Linghe, but the situation back then was chaotic, and he hadn’t had the chance to study the details.
The system would never leave such an obvious exploit.
If it did, there would be no need to cultivate anymore. He could simply return to the sect, team up with Ye Han, and take turns gifting and reclaiming treasures for a few days.
In no time, he’d become invincible across the multiverse.
Li Xun turned to the other man. He raised the jade box in his hand, but before he could toss it out, the man instinctively stepped back several times, waving his hands and stammering,
“Don’t give it to me! I don’t want it! Fellow Daoist, please spare my life!”
By now, even an idiot could see the truth.
Li Xun had never intended to give them the supreme-grade Dao Weapon. He had only been using them for some vague, mysterious experiment.
Now that the experiment was over, what good end could possibly await them?
As he spoke, the faint white glow surrounding the man’s body rapidly faded—soon, it vanished entirely.
It was clear that his words came straight from the heart.
He truly no longer had any intention of coveting the supreme-grade Dao Weapon.
“…It can also work like that?” Li Xun was speechless.
He had seen the glow of an investable target appear before, but this was the first time he’d seen it disappear. Fortunately, it was only a white-level investment, so there are no great loss.
“Well, since you don’t want it anymore… then it’s time to go.”
With a wave of his hand, Li Xun struck.
Boom—the man instantly exploded into a mist of blood.
Beside him, the leader’s body trembled violently, as if struck by lightning. His voice cracked with panic, “Fellow Daoist, I do want the supreme-grade Dao Weapon! Please, give it to me!”
Li Xun narrowed his eyes, speaking coldly,
“Even now, you dare to covet what's mine?”
The man’s expression froze before he could react. All he saw was a burst of divine light rapidly expanding in his vision.
He met the same fate as the man before him—obliterated on the spot.
Meanwhile, at the location where Li Xun had recently fought three Life and Death Realm cultivators, a flying vessel descended from the sky.
Onboard stood five or six young men and women, each possessing extraordinary beauty and powerful auras that blazed like the scorching sun.
As their gazes swept across the surrounding mountains, their expressions grew grim.
“We're too late. Most likely, those sent to stop Li Xun are already dead,” one young man said.
He was a prodigy from the Yin-Yang Holy Land. Though not a Holy Son himself, his strength rivaled any of them, he had simply aged out of eligibility to compete for the title.
“You’re right, Brother Feng Lie,” said another.
“Li Xun possesses the Scarlet Flame Divine Body and has overcome the ten lightning calamities tribulation. Ordinary Life and Death Realm cultivators don’t stand a chance against him,” said Marquis Champion.
He stood like a god of war, black hair flowing like a waterfall, eyes deep and intimidating.
Though he hadn’t been blessed by a descending divine light like some other, his formidable Ketu Divine Physique still put him in the top tier of young elites.
“No matter,” Feng Lie smiled faintly and said with calm confidence,
“With the six of us working together, no matter how strong Li Xun is, he will fall. Especially with the help of our supreme-grade flying spiritual treasure.”
“He won’t escape us, no matter what!”
“…He has one too,” Marquis Champion's face darkened as he forced the words out.
Feng Lie and the others exchanged surprised glances. Someone asked,
“As far as I know, Li Xun’s sect wasn’t even a Holy Land before. A supreme-grade flying spiritual treasure would be an invaluable treasure to them. Why would they give it to him?”
“…He didn’t receive it.”
Marquis Champion fell silent for a moment, then slowly said,
“He stole it… from me.”
The moment he said that,
The atmosphere turned awkward.
None of the others said a word.
Feng Lie, without commenting, simply activated the flying vessel, then it transformed into a stream of light, shooting off rapidly to the west in pursuit.