"Sticking a scallion in a pig's snout and pretending it's an elephant—what are you putting on airs for? You've already robbed them. What's one more murder? Too softhearted."
Huang Mei gave a cold snort.
Xu Yi studied the Dragon-shaped Treasure Saber, speaking casually. "Killing people always takes a reason. If the three of them had tried to rob me, I could've killed them. But I went to rob them. I can't take their treasure and then kill them too. What kind of person would that make me? Most of my bad reputation these days came from you egging me on. I need to reflect. I really do."
His lighthearted words reflected his mood.
He hadn't expected the treasures to come so easily. By all appearances, this saber had a weapon spirit hidden inside it. If things kept going like this, he'd exceed his quota before long.
Since this method worked, there was no reason to change tactics. Xu Yi continued following the same plan.
It had to be said that even with his exquisite perception, whose reach extended far and wide, searching for divine weapons was still an arduous task.
He wandered around for three days without finding a single one. Instead, he came across two more fights, broke through them, scattered the combatants, snatched their divine weapons, and ran.
This pace didn't satisfy Xu Yi.
He had more or less figured out why young masters like Niu Ganghuo didn't want to come. It was probably because the odds of obtaining a weapon spirit were simply too low.
Immortal King City was vast. Xu Yi wandered for another two days and still hadn't reached its edge. He felt his luck had hit rock bottom: he hadn't found a single divine weapon, only stumbled across other people fighting over them. Still,