"I still say the same thing, why should I return something I snatched with my strength?"
Chu Ming’s gaze swept over Qing Yan, and he said slowly. Although the inner sect disciple beside him was not weak, it was not enough to make him compromise.
Qing Yan’s face looked terrible. To be honest, unless absolutely necessary, he didn’t want to completely offend Chu Ming. After all, Chu Ming was a King Level disciple, and as long as nothing unexpected happened, his future was unlimited.
However, he wasn’t generous enough to give away an Earth Level Low Tier magical treasure at will.
"If you want to snatch something in front of me, Wang Yuan, you have to ask if I agree or not!"
At this moment, the person beside Qing Yan said with a grin and stepped forward. A burst of Primordial Qi Force erupted from his body, making his white robe billow instantly.
"Wang Yuan is about to make a move!"
The disciples nearby all retreated, a hint of fear flashing in their eyes. Wang Yuan was known as the Blood Demon Claw in the inner sect for a reason.
Wang Yuan was ruthless in his actions, his strength ranked over two hundred in the inner sect. The martial technique he cultivated, Claw-breaking Technique, was incredibly sharp, once shredding a True Dao Eighth Layer martial artist with a single claw.
Although they knew Chu Ming was a King Level disciple, they didn’t think Chu Ming could be a match for Wang Yuan. After all, no matter how strong Chu Ming’s talent was, his cultivation was currently only at the True Dao Second Heaven.
Chu Ming said faintly, drawing his Blue Red Sword inch by inch from his waist.
Wang Yuan was no ordinary person. Chu Ming had no confidence in defeating him with a single sword, but he was confident in defeating him with three swords.
Wang Yuan laughed. He had never seen such an arrogant person; it was simply ridiculous.
Chu Ming made his move.
Slaughter Sword Intent burst forth.
Immortal Sword Intent burst forth.
The two sword intents intertwined, and with the Blue Red Sword, a sword stabbed towards Wang Yuan.
This sword was incredibly dazzling, more so than any single swordsmanship, because it contained two sword intents.
So fast that Wang Yuan couldn’t dodge in time.
As soon as this sword was unleashed, it was already before him.
This was an unavoidable sword.
This was a sword that chilled Wang Yuan to the bone.
Wang Yuan roared, his claw grabbing toward the dazzling sword light.
The ground was torn apart under Wang Yuan’s claw, which only grazed the sword light because it was too fast, causing a misjudgment.
His protective spiritual power was pierced, his white robe was pierced, and the scorching sword light made Wang Yuan involuntarily cry out in pain.
A charred small hole, half an inch deep, appeared on his chest.
At the critical moment, he activated the Celestial Travel Sect’s defensive secret technique, Stone Skin.
This secret technique could petrify the surface skin at a critical moment, enhancing his defense. However, even so, he was still injured.
"Two kinds of sword intent!"
Wang Yuan’s pupils contracted, and he regretted standing up for Qing Yan. Chu Ming not only had extraordinary talent but his combat strength was also several times stronger.
At this moment, the surrounding disciples were also stunned. As strong as Wang Yuan was, he couldn’t withstand a single sword from Chu Ming!
Wang Yuan had also comprehended the Shattered Gold Realm, and reached Tier Two. This realm had no other characteristics but was sharp enough. Ordinary True Dao Eighth Layer martial artists couldn’t withstand his claw.
Wang Yuan’s gaze narrowed, his footsteps lightly tapped, and his body instantly turned into a gust of wind, sweeping towards the distance. He didn’t believe that Chu Ming’s swordsmanship was formidable and that his body technique was superior.
Chu Ming’s eyes slightly narrowed, his body flickered, and in just two or three breaths, he blocked Wang Yuan’s path again.
No matter how fast Wang Yuan was, he wasn’t faster than Chu Ming’s Nine Clone Techniques, and Chu Ming had incorporated some traces of swordsmanship into the body technique.
Chu Ming made his move again, a fierce sword qi burst from his hand, like a star rising, leaving only that starlight in heaven and earth.
A hint of horror flashed in Wang Yuan’s eyes. Seeing Chu Ming make a move again, even mightier than before, he was instantly scared out of his wits. Without any hesitation, he quickly took out a golden shield from his storage ring to block in front of him.
The golden shield flashed with golden light, streaming lights flying by.
Dazzling sparks splashed in all directions, Wang Yuan was almost crushed into the dirt, his arms numb, unable to move.
Chu Ming didn’t continue to attack. In fact, he still underestimated his own strength. Using Aurora, just two strikes were enough to defeat Wang Yuan. If he had directly used Meteor Sword, it might have been possible to kill Wang Yuan in an instant.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Wang Yuan’s body twitched a few times, just about to lift his head, but he immediately felt the cold sword intent above his head.
"I don’t think there’s any need for the third sword, is there?"
Chu Ming said faintly, sheathing his sword, and slowly walked towards his small courtyard, the disciples on both sides filled with shock, instinctively made way. They knew that Chu Ming’s name would surely spread throughout the inner sect today. Defeating Wang Yuan with two swords, his strength was at least within the top hundred.
Wang Yuan only relaxed lightly after feeling the sword qi above his head disappear. At the same time, he made up his mind not to provoke Chu Ming again in the future.
"Qing Yan, I won’t interfere in your affairs anymore. This is your compensation!"
Wang Yuan climbed up from the ground with a dusty face, patted the dirt off his body, took out a bag of Middle Grade Spirit Stones from his storage ring, and tossed it coldly in front of Qing Yan.
Qing Yan recovered from the shock brought by Chu Ming just now, and his face twitched as he looked at the bag of spirit stones on the ground.
"How can you say that, Senior Brother Wang? Since these spirit stones were given to you, they’re naturally all yours. How can there be any reason to return them?"
Qing Yan couldn’t afford to mess with Wang Yuan, so he could only try to make friends and not foes.
Wang Yuan nodded slightly. He didn’t refuse Qing Yan’s words. After all, his prestige had been greatly reduced today, and he had a bit of resentment towards Qing Yan in his heart.
Chu Ming returned to his independent courtyard, only to find a White Robe Steward standing in front of it. As soon as he saw Chu Ming return, he came forward.
"This is your monthly stipend, sent from the rear hall!"
The White Robe Steward took out a storage ring from his chest and handed it to Chu Ming.
Chu Ming said faintly, taking the storage ring with his right hand. Upon entering it with his spiritual sense, he found ten boxes of spirit stones neatly arranged inside.
These were one hundred thousand Middle Grade Spirit Stones, and Chu Ming had never seen so many Middle Grade Spirit Stones before.
Back in his room, Chu Ming put on the Red Lotus Armor under his white robe. With the Red Lotus Armor on, Chu Ming felt warm all over.
Holding his sword, Chu Ming channeled his spiritual power, bursting out a fierce sword qi, stabbing it towards his chest.
Countless sparks flew off the Red Lotus Armor, but there was no sign of it breaking at all.