Being Targeted

Hearing this price, the stall owner looked embarrassed.

This price was miles away from the price in his heart.

The stall owner shook his head and replied, "Little brother, your price is too low."

"How about this, how about one thousand Low-grade Spirit Stones?"

After speaking, the stall owner stared at Yang Lingtian with his eyes fixed on him.

"What, one thousand Low-grade Spirit Stones? Are you kidding me?" Yang Lingtian exclaimed in feigned surprise.

At the same time, his face was full of disbelief, and he emphasized the word "one thousand," as if it were a particularly large number.

The stall owner's face flushed slightly. He could tell from Yang Lingtian's expression that he definitely couldn't sell it for one thousand Spirit Stones.

"Well, then, what price can you offer?" the stall owner said with a bitter face.

Yang Lingtian looked hesitant, and after a long while, he said, "I can only offer a hundred Low-grade Spirit Stones at most."

The stall owner deliberately showed a look of embarrassment and said in a low voice, "Little brother, can you add a little more?"

Yang Lingtian shook his head and replied, "I can't add any more."

"I know you've been trying to sell this black stone for a long time without success."

"I personally like to collect strange items, so I'm willing to take a look."

"I can only offer one hundred Low-grade Spirit Stones. Consider whether you want to sell it or not."

"I'm warning you, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. It will be difficult for you to find someone else willing to buy it."

Seeing that Yang Lingtian was unwilling to raise the price, a trace of disappointment appeared in the stall owner's eyes. In the end, he could only grit his teeth and nod.

"Alright, one hundred Low-grade Spirit Stones it is."

In the end, Yang Lingtian bought this peculiar black stone for one hundred Low-grade Spirit Stones.

He knew that anything that could excite the Chaos Bead so much must be extraordinary.

Perhaps its true value could reach tens of millions of Low-grade Spirit Stones. Buying it for one hundred Low-grade Spirit Stones was a great deal.

After Yang Lingtian obtained the black stone, he went to a corner.

Then, he couldn't wait to circulate the Chaos Divine Art. Suddenly, the black stone in his hand disappeared instantly.

It turned into a stream of black gas and rushed directly into his Dantian from his mouth, sinking entirely into the Chaos Bead.

And on the damaged Chaos Bead, the cracks seemed to have lessened, as if it had been repaired a little.

After that, the Chaos Bead fell into silence again, without any movement.

After finishing these things, Yang Lingtian returned to the bustling street, wanting to see if he could encounter this kind of black stone again.

However, after wandering around for another half a day, he didn't find anything.

It seemed that this kind of treasure that could repair the Chaos Bead was hard to come by!

At this moment, he noticed that someone was actually following him, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He deliberately went to a quiet and deserted alley and stopped.

He said in a calm tone, "You've been following me for so long, aren't you going to come out and meet me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen people suddenly emerged from the corner of the originally quiet and deserted alley.

Yang Lingtian looked calmly at the dozen or so people opposite him and continued, "May I ask why you have been following me for so long?"

Through his powerful perception, Yang Lingtian knew that these dozen or so people were only at the Qi Refining Stage.

It was just that their auras were not released, so he didn't know which level of Qi Refining they were at.

However, regardless of which level of Qi Refining they were at, they were vulnerable in front of his Foundation Establishment cultivation.

And because Yang Lingtian's cultivation was higher than theirs, they couldn't sense Yang Lingtian's cultivation.

The man in the front stared at Yang Lingtian with his eyes fixed on him.

Then, he shouted in a deep voice, "Boy, are you from out of town?"

"Take out all the Spirit Stones and treasures on your body, and we can spare your life."

"Otherwise, you can prepare to lie here forever!"

"If you want the things on my body, you have to see if you have the ability to do so." Yang Lingtian sneered.

"Hmph, you won't shed tears until you see the coffin. Everyone, attack!" The man waved his hand directly.

Then, the dozen or so people rushed towards Yang Lingtian with weapons.

Yang Lingtian smiled faintly, and then his body leaped lightly, his entire body soaring into the air like a swallow.

His body was agile and his speed was extremely fast.

The long sword in his hand stabbed out fiercely, weaving through the dozen or so people.

They could only see a shadow flashing past them, and then they stood motionless in place one by one.

But their faces revealed disbelief.

When Yang Lingtian landed and sheathed his sword, the dozen or so people suddenly fell one after another, blood constantly flowing from their throats.

In just a few seconds, more than a dozen short-sighted lackeys all died, each with a single sword sealing their throats.

Yang Lingtian knew that these people were just a gang of robbers.

Killing them was equivalent to eliminating harm for the people!

Not long after Yang Lingtian left, an accomplice who was on the lookout outside saw no movement inside and went in to check the situation.

Seeing more than a dozen corpses lying on the ground really gave the accomplice a fright, and he quickly ran back to tell their boss.

Yang Lingtian rested in Liuyun City for half a day before leaving the city.

After leaving the city, Yang Lingtian was once again targeted by a group of people.

"Is that him?" A middle-aged man with a full beard asked one of his subordinates.

"That's him. After we cornered him in the alley, I went in and saw that all our men were dead."

"It must have been him who killed them," the subordinate said excitedly.

"Hmph, daring to kill members of our Sky Tiger Gang, I'll make him suffer today."

The middle-aged man with a full beard had a fierce look on his face as he looked at Yang Lingtian in the distance.

When Yang Lingtian walked to a small grove, this group of people jumped out and surrounded him.

"I wonder, gentlemen, what do you want?" Yang Lingtian's expression changed slightly as he looked at the group of people.

"What do we want? You killed more than a dozen of my men, how do you think we should settle this account?" the middle-aged man with a full beard said.

"Oh, those dozen or so short-sighted little trash were your men?" Yang Lingtian said disdainfully.

He didn't take this group of people seriously. His powerful perception told him that, apart from the man with the full beard who was a bit stronger, the others were just Qi Refining Stage cultivators.

And the middle-aged man with the full beard was likely a Foundation Establishment expert.

When the difference in realm isn't too great, the aura is restrained before making a move.

So it's generally impossible to determine their specific cultivation level unless the aura is actively released.

The middle-aged man with the full beard wasn't sure what Yang Lingtian's specific cultivation level was either, but seeing that he was very young, he thought his cultivation level shouldn't be high.

"Boy, you're still talking tough when death is imminent."

"Our boss is a Foundation Establishment Stage expert, you better kneel down and beg for mercy." One of the lackeys said arrogantly.

"Just you guys? Stop talking nonsense, are you coming at me one by one or all together?"

Yang Lingtian said coldly, not taking them seriously at all.

"Arrogant, brothers, all of you attack!" the middle-aged man with the full beard roared.

At this time, dozens of people behind him rushed towards Yang Lingtian with imposing momentum, while the so-called boss watched from the spot.

These people were just sent by him to test Yang Lingtian's strength.

Yang Lingtian stood in place, his eyes coldly sweeping over these people.

Then he said in a mocking tone, "A bunch of dogs bullying others, do you think you can do whatever you want just because you have more people?"

Then, with a flick of his figure, he drew out his long sword and rushed into the crowd like lightning.

Sword light danced, and the light of blades flickered. Every sword strike from Yang Lingtian was a fatal blow.

He still didn't use the power of cultivation, only relying on the strength of his body to drive the sword in his hand to unleash a powerful blow with each strike.

Soon, more than a dozen people fell to the ground, and the rest didn't dare to step forward.

This strength shocked them!

The middle-aged man watching from the original spot began to look serious.

Although he still couldn't determine Yang Lingtian's specific cultivation level, he could easily kill more than a dozen Qi Refining Stage cultivators in less than a minute.

That strength had to be at least close to an early Foundation Establishment Stage expert.

So he judged that even if Yang Lingtian wasn't a Foundation Establishment expert, he was an extremely powerful peak Qi Refining Stage expert.

"You are no match for him, all of you retreat!" the middle-aged man with the full beard shouted.

Hearing this, his subordinates retreated one after another, while he slowly walked towards Yang Lingtian.

"This kid, you have good strength, I'll give you two choices."

"Either you follow me and help me with things, or you leave your life here," the middle-aged man threatened.

"Noisy, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you here, I'll also give you two choices."

"Either you take the initiative to hand over all the Spirit Stones and treasures on your bodies, and I'll spare your lives."

"Or wait for me to kill you, and then take the Spirit Stones and treasures on your bodies." Yang Lingtian responded without showing any weakness.

"Arrogant, do you think you can be so ignorant just because you have some strength?"

"Watch how I, your grandpa, teach you a lesson!" The middle-aged man was clearly enraged by Yang Lingtian's words.

Subsequently, a tyrannical aura erupted from his body, causing his underlings behind him to retreat even further.

"That kid's done for, the boss is angry!"

Huh, early Foundation Establishment?

Sensing the aura of early Foundation Establishment, Yang Lingtian couldn't help but sneer, revealing a contemptuous expression.

Seeing Yang Lingtian's disdainful expression, the middle-aged man's anger intensified.

Then, he pushed off with both feet, his entire body pouncing towards Yang Lingtian, while also raising the broadsword in his hand.

Facing the middle-aged man's attack, Yang Lingtian's expression remained unchanged, his eyes firm and deep.

He held his longsword, and just as the middle-aged man's attack was about to reach him.

He suddenly moved, disappearing from his original spot like a phantom, leaving behind only an afterimage.

"What?" The middle-aged man looked ahead in astonishment, then realized that Yang Lingtian had already appeared behind him.

He turned around instantly, raised the broadsword in his hand, and slashed fiercely towards Yang Lingtian.

Yang Lingtian smiled contemptuously, his body quickly moving to the right, dodging the attack again.

Immediately, the longsword in his hand shot out, the tip pointing straight at the middle-aged man's throat.

The middle-aged man's face changed drastically, and he quickly jumped back, dodging the sword.

Yang Lingtian moved like the wind, constantly launching attacks on the middle-aged man.

His sword was as fast as lightning, making it impossible to see clearly.

All that could be heard was the sound of the sword cutting through the air and the sound of the middle-aged man's broadsword colliding with the sword's body.

The middle-aged man's face was gloomy, he was suppressed by Yang Lingtian's swordsmanship, and constantly retreated.

And this was just the basic swordsmanship that Yang Lingtian was using, he hadn't even used the martial skill Hundred Shadow Cold Sword yet.