One Tenth Power

A little while later, Chen Luo considerately ended the suffering of the two old devils and even found them a new big family. Judging by the state of the two of them, though, even if they joined that big family, they could only do menial work at the bottom and would never become leaders.

"Thank you, Seniors."

The middle-aged man and the female cultivator, having escaped death, quickly flew over and thanked Chen Luo and Mu Jian Yu. The female cultivator had changed into fresh clothes, and some color had returned to her face.

"Thank you, Senior, for saving our lives."

The three Ancient Sword Sect disciples who had hidden to one side and not acted earlier also gathered around.

The disciple holding the talisman looked at Mu Jian Yu with eyes full of admiration.

They were all sword cultivators, so they naturally understood the weight behind Mu Jian Yu's earlier strike. Even within their Ancient Sword Sect, anyone capable of cleaving out such sword qi would surely be an elder-level powerhouse, far beyond the reach of ordinary disciples like them.

"Let's go."

Chen Luo put away the remnant souls and turned toward the market.

Seeing this, Mu Jian Yu quickly followed him, leaving behind a group of Ancient Sword Sect disciples who had failed to cling to their thighs, their faces full of regret. This was an expert from the Sword Sect. If they could build a connection with her, then after returning to the sect, they might even be promoted directly to true disciples.

The task went very smoothly.

The Two Demons of Wrath and Hatred had swept out all the rogue cultivators, greatly reducing the task's tediousness. The two of them took only a moment to finish everything. The Temporary Identity Token in Mu Jian Yu's hand