Mo Nian's opponent seemed utterly unaware. Overjoyed, Mo Nian raised a hand and slapped the back of his head, bringing out a treasure shaped like a writing brush.
Faintly, the scent of ink drifted to his nose.
This Calligraphy Brush was a high-grade spiritual artifact. Back when he had refined it, he had poured almost half a lifetime's savings into it.
Yet he did not regret it in the slightest. This treasure's divine abilities were far stronger than ordinary treasures of the same rank, and it also carried deadly poison. In terms of power, it was nearly on par with a top-grade spiritual artifact.
Using it against such a low-level disciple at the Spirit Movement Stage was naturally more than enough.
Even an eagle used its full strength to catch a rabbit. Mo Nian also knew that what he was doing was not tolerated by the city rules, so he hoped to kill in a single strike, seize the treasure, and hurry away.
His plan had originally been sound. Unfortunately, his luck seemed far too rotten.
Seeing the Calligraphy Brush arrive in the air above his head, a mocking smile appeared at the corner of Tian Xiaojian's mouth. What a blind fool. Killing someone to seize treasure was nothing much, but for a mere Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator to set his sights on him was far too laughable.
This former Young Master of Ultimate Evil had indeed once lived a wandering, rootless life after the Demon Venerable fell. But times changed and matters shifted. In the world of immortal cultivation, Lin Xuan was not the only person blessed with fortune, nor could it be said that he alone possessed the deepest schemes. Leaving those old monsters aside for the moment, Tian Xiaojian at least was truly extraordinary.
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