Supreme-grade Golden Core

The Lame Old Daoist pinched his fingers in calculation, delight blooming across his face.

"It worked! A Supreme-grade Golden Core."

"Congratulations, Big Brother, on obtaining a Supreme-grade Golden Core today."

The one-armed man beside him immediately chimed in obsequiously.

"Stay alert. Don't let the duck already at your mouth fly away!" The Lame Old Daoist suppressed his excitement and gave a grave warning.

"Yes!"

"..."

A Supreme-grade Golden Core!

It now floated quietly within Ling Xuanxiao's dantian.

After enduring the lightning tribulation, he finally emerged slowly from the rolling thunderclouds.

Though his clothes had long since been blasted into tatters by the lightning, Ling Xuanxiao still stood tall and proud.

Yet only he himself knew just how intense the pain ravaging his body was at that moment.

Every inch of his skin felt as though it were being scorched by blazing fire, piercing him to the marrow.

A fishy sweetness surged into his throat, making him uncontrollably spit out mouthful after mouthful of blood.

This was the weakest state after successfully crossing a tribulation.

Still, as long as he possessed this Supreme-grade Golden Core, rare beyond compare in the world, everything had been worth it.

Ling Xuanxiao was not carried away by his brief victory.

He sensed numerous auras around him, unable to determine which one might mean him harm.

Normally, breaking through from Foundation Establishment to the Golden Core Stage would never draw so many cultivators.

But the commotion caused by Ling Xuanxiao's Supreme-grade Golden Core had truly been too great.

Even the City Lords of nearby cities had swiftly dispatched people in this direction.

When in doubt, flee first and talk later.

At that moment, Ling Xuanxiao suddenly halted.

Feng Sanniang appeared not far away.

Feng Sanniang wore a smile, with a cultivator dangling from each hand.

One man and one woman—they were presumably Dao companions.

Both had had their eyes gouged out and their cultivation crippled by Feng Sanniang.

"Little Daoist friend, look how pitiful these two are. They became like this all because of you. Now, I'm going to throw them down."

To Feng Sanniang's left was a green python.

To her right was a black python.

If these two were thrown down, they would respectively be devoured by the black python and the green python.

Feng Sanniang put on a delicate, pitiable expression. "Daoist friend, you are a disciple of a prestigious righteous sect and follow the righteous path. So at a time like this, who will you save first?"

After saying that, Feng Sanniang emphasized it again.

"They're so innocent. Perhaps this woman is already carrying a child in her belly—what should we do then?

"If you hadn't been crossing your tribulation here, you wouldn't have drawn us over.

"If you hadn't drawn us over, this pair of Dao companions would never have encountered us and come to such an end... You must seize this final chance to make up for your mistake."

Ling Xuanxiao glanced at the pair of Dao companions in her hands.

"One bite from my spirit snakes' venomous fangs, and they'll surely die. I hope you're fast enough, little Daoist friend, so you can save them~"

With that, Feng Sanniang gave a light exertion of force.

The two were thrown out in different directions.

At the same time, the black and green pythons lunged out almost simultaneously.

Both were extremely fast.

Feng Sanniang narrowed her eyes slightly as she stared at Ling Xuanxiao.

A Demon Binding Rope hid within her left sleeve, while a hairpin lay concealed in her right sleeve. It too was a magical treasure, a deadly weapon for killing.

If he went to save the female cultivator, the Demon Binding Rope would launch a sneak attack from behind.

If he went to save the male cultivator instead, the hairpin would attack him as well.

No matter what, he would have to save someone while dealing with the venomous snakes and the combined assault of her magical treasures.

Feng Sanniang had used this move countless times.

What they had more of than righteous cultivators was a complete lack of bottom lines, while their opponents possessed higher moral standards.

Thus, those righteous sect members often had no way to deal with them.

Though this move was simple, it had never failed. What it played was an open scheme.

No one knew how many righteous cultivators had fallen to this trick.

Ling Xuanxiao's figure flashed.

Feng Sanniang's brows twitched.

Just as expected, most people would choose to save the female cultivator.

Her earlier remark that the female cultivator in her hands might be pregnant had probably tugged at his heartstrings.

Feng Sanniang smiled faintly and flicked her right sleeve, activating her magical treasure.

"Regret your choice—"

The next instant.

Feng Sanniang spat blood.

Li Xuanxiao pierced through her head with a sword finger formed from one hand.

S-so fast!!

How had he appeared here!?

Before Feng Sanniang could recover her senses, her eyes went blank and her Spiritual Sense rapidly dispersed.

Until her death, she had never imagined that he would charge directly at her without the slightest hesitation.

At the same time, that unfortunate pair of Dao companions had already perished in the snakes' jaws.

Li Xuanxiao did not even have time to spare the two of them another glance. A gentleman did not save them.

At least I avenged you.

After killing Feng Sanniang, he did not linger.

His figure flashed as he fled into the distance.

"Third Sister!!"

"Bastard, don't run!!"

Furious shouts and the sound of air being torn apart rose behind him.

Li Xuanxiao plunged headlong into the forest.

Two one-armed men followed close behind.

One lacked his left arm, while the other lacked his right.

Both brothers had feelings for Feng Sanniang. Now that she had been harmed by this man, how could they not hate him?!

"He may be in the Golden Core Stage now, but he just passed the lightning tribulation and his body is weak. The two of us, both at Foundation Establishment Perfection, can still kill him."

"Avenge Third Sister."

"Ah!"

"Careful... Ah!"

The sounds came to an abrupt stop.

Poisonous mist exploded, instantly leaving the two disoriented.

Then poisoned needles shot out from all directions.

Li Xuanxiao had lured those pursuing him into a trap he had arranged.

He had planned his escape route long in advance precisely to prevent this kind of situation.

Those who relentlessly pursued him from behind either fell to the poisoned needles of puppets, or were ensnared by vines with an innate formation before being killed by the poison within them...

Or they triggered a chain of explosions.

By the time Li Xuanxiao had fled a hundred li, there were no pursuers left behind him.

Solved...

"You little thief, do you think this old man's Golden Core Stage is just for show?!!"

The Lame Old Daoist descended from the sky.

Having lost all of his subordinates in one go left him furious beyond measure.

His opponent truly deserved to be someone capable of cultivating a Supreme-grade Golden Core.

But at the thought of obtaining that Supreme-grade Golden Core, even if all his subordinates died, it would be worth it.

With a single strike, the Lame Old Daoist aimed to pierce straight through Li Xuanxiao's chest.

There were differences even within the Golden Core Stage. Moreover, his opponent had only just passed the tribulation and had not yet had sufficient time to digest the power brought by this Supreme-grade Golden Core.

A heavy, muffled impact came from his hand, but his opponent's chest had not been pierced.

Instead, the Lame Old Daoist felt a suction force swallow his full-powered strike whole.

"Roar—!!"

He vaguely seemed to hear the roar of a dragon.

An Acquired Spirit Treasure!!

The Lame Old Daoist was both shocked and delighted.

An Innate Spirit Treasure on his person, and a Supreme-grade Golden Core.

Thanks for Heaven's reward.

He could not help but burst into wild laughter.

Yet the next second, his head spun and his body went limp.

He had not noticed at all that a tiny wound had appeared on his finger at some point.

The Gold-Silver Blood Snake's venom.

Back then, Lin Wanqing had been at Golden Core Stage Perfection and possessed the support of her bloodline.

Even so, she had immediately lost consciousness.

The Lame Old Daoist was far weaker than Lin Wanqing.

The poison entered his body, and he died on the spot.

Heaven's blessings and dangers always descended together. The key was which one you could seize.

Worried that the poison might not kill him, Li Xuanxiao did not forget to finish him off.

Then he continued fleeing without looking back.

He did not even have time to loot the corpse. He could not afford to be greedy now.

Greed would easily cost him his life.

His vision was beginning to swim. It seemed he could no longer hold on.

He had to find a place to recuperate quietly.

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