The sharp blades flew like snow, swallowing the cloaked figure in an instant.
In the blink of an eye,
Her qi and blood collapsed. No matter how fiercely she unleashed her blazing qi and blood, under the flying knives controlled by Lu Xuan's Psychic Power, she was like tofu—utterly defenseless.
Pfft, pfft—the blood sprayed.
The woman's exquisite flesh was scored with bloody marks, cracking inch by inch.
Lu Xuan did not dare hesitate in the slightest, afraid of encountering the same situation as last time.
The long blade transformed into a crescent, dragging a trail of flame.
It stabbed toward the cloaked figure.
With a clang, the blade pierced straight through the cloaked figure's body.
Scalding blood splashed across his cheek, dispelling the chill throughout Lu Xuan's body. Looking at the beautiful face so close to him, he gritted his teeth and forcefully twisted the hilt with all five fingers.
"Can you still survive this time?"
He asked.
The woman's body trembled like a sieve from the pain.
She wanted to raise her hand and grab Lu Xuan, but it fell weakly back down.
She wanted to speak, but only a gurgling sound came out as air churned the blood in her throat.
"I...will wait for you below!"
The woman's head drooped, and she completely lost her breath.
"Hu~ hu!"
Lu Xuan gasped heavily.
Looking at the woman's face, a trace of panic rose in his heart. He hurriedly threw out the three-piece set for destroying a corpse and erasing all traces.
"Let's see who can save you this time."
The flames surged upward.
Only then did he let out a long, heavy breath.
The woman was a martial artist from the Pharmaceutical Company.
A few days ago, Lu Xuan had seized an opportunity in the guise of the Ghost Face Martial Artist, but she had escaped.
Therefore,
When Lu Xuan saw the other party's face clearly, he did not dare hold anything back.
If he let her escape again,
he would truly be exposed.
"This woman's identity isn't simple. Why did she become a member of the Holy Cult?"
Lu Xuan could not figure it out. After seeing that every trace had been completely erased, he left.
Ten minutes later,
he walked out from a dark corner.
"Could there really be no other trump card?"
He left again.
Twenty minutes later,
he appeared once more. The traces on the ground had already been blown away by the wind.
"Looks like there really isn't any problem."
The encirclement and suppression of the Holy Cult did not last long.
At 4:00 p.m.,
the Federation authorities issued an announcement.
"Thirty-six members of the Holy Cult have been executed, while four escaped. All four have fled Jinling City. The Federation will continue to pursue them. Anyone who discovers their whereabouts should report them..."
Lu Xuan stood at the place he had arranged to meet the broker.
Listening to the announcement, his expression gradually turned solemn.
"Could Shen Liyue have escaped?"
He was somewhat worried.
The woman did not know who had reported her yet.
But once she found the time to investigate the truth behind Jiang Xi's death, she might very well trace it back to him.
"No."
Lu Xuan rubbed his slightly aching temples. "She might not be able to find out that I reported her. As for Jiang Xi's death, she will most likely blame it on the Federation's encirclement and suppression."
Killing two birds with one stone.
His connection with the other party would be severed completely.
He would no longer need to worry about the wrong future happening to him.
"I hope so."
Lu Xuan took out a lollipop and put it in his mouth.
As he ate, a sound came from beside him.
He turned his head.
A figure wearing an obscure hat and a mask over their face, with a large windbreaker wrapped around their body.
"The recipient?"
The other party's voice revealed neither male nor female.
Lu Xuan did not use Mental Power to pry, respecting the other's privacy.
"KDA?"
The broker's alias was KDA.
The broker nodded. "The information you gave me was useful. The encirclement and suppression of the Holy Cult's stronghold delayed me a little, but I'll purchase everything you have at full price."
"Why are you still saying that? We're practically brothers!"
"Thanks to the information you gave me." The broker extended a Storage Ring. "It helped me a lot. If you have anything shady in the future, I'll take it all."
"..."
Lu Xuan accepted the Storage Ring and handed everything over to the other party.
The broker took the ring and looked inside. Her brows furrowed slightly, and she subconsciously swept Lu Xuan with a few glances.
"What? Do you still want to ask where it came from?"
"Not that."
The broker withdrew her gaze and silently memorized Lu Xuan's build before putting away the Storage Ring.
"No need for nonsense. Twenty million Federal Coins."
"Do you have Spirit Crystal Coins?"
"No."
All right... Lu Xuan opened the account's payment channel.
The broker did not waste words and transferred the money on the spot.
Ding!
[Dear recipient, 20,000,000 Federal Coins have been credited to your account...]
"Now that's refreshing!"
Lu Xuan felt as if cold water had washed through his brain, leaving him incomparably refreshed.
That was a full twenty million Federal Coins!
At this moment, he felt even better than after firing off twenty shots. His whole being seemed to have ascended.
Even his laughter changed from its former shrillness into the deep, hollow laughter of a tycoon.
"Anything else you want to trade?" The broker wore a look of disdain, but did not hurry to leave. She asked again, "Or do you need me to find a buyer for you?"
"I really do!"
Lu Xuan took out the Martial Art Manuals he had snatched.
The broker's expression turned stern. "I told you, Martial Art Manuals can't be sold, and there are no buyers."
You have got to be kidding.
Selling Martial Art Manuals?
That was only possible between factions under official supervision.
Private trades meant arrest if caught.
Unless someone truly did not fear death.
Lu Xuan curled his lip. "Ten million for all four. You can resell them worldwide. These aren't official Martial Art Manuals."
"Ten million?"
The prices of Martial Art Manuals varied.
An ordinary Yellow-level manual cost around a million.
Mysterious-level manuals started at ten million. The ones put up for sale were basically Mysterious-level.
The broker determined their grade with a single glance.
"Four Mysterious-level manuals?"
"Tell me, what exactly do you want?"
The broker instantly saw through Lu Xuan's intentions.
Lu Xuan smiled lightly. "I heard you have an incomplete Earth-level Martial Skill?"
Future Mail had specifically mentioned it.
The Earth-level Martial Skill in the broker's hands.
Even incomplete, this damn thing was a priceless treasure.
The broker's teasing expression froze slightly. She narrowed her eyes and swept them over the person before her, as if trying to see through him.
The fact that she possessed an Earth-level Martial Art Manual—
fewer than five people absolutely knew about it.
How, then, had the person before her learned of it?
Mysteriousness and apprehension.
An indescribable emotion lingered in her heart.
Especially when she saw Lu Xuan's carefree, irreverent gaze, the broker finally snorted softly. "You really aren't an ordinary person. I can give you this Martial Skill for free, but if you practice it until it's crippled or ruined, don't come looking for me."
With that,
she tossed out a roll of parchment.
"If you can't master it, then it was simply your fate!"
Lu Xuan caught the parchment. Its soft texture soothed him, while its ancient aura made his blood and heart quiver.
This feeling...was it the real thing?
No wonder it was an Earth-level Martial Skill.
This feeling was incredible.
"Just as I thought, you're a great brother!"
"And those four..."
Lu Xuan's hands trembled as he put away the Martial Skill. He was just about to say that the four Martial Art Manuals were free too when he discovered that the broker had already vanished.
He checked his account.
Another ten million had appeared.
"What a good person!"
He did not linger either and turned to leave.
Only after hiding in a dark corner did he finally lose control of his excitement and burst into loud laughter.
"Thirty million!"
Lu Xuan stared at his account balance, his body and pupils trembling.
A week ago,
he had been an ordinary person who could not even afford medical expenses.
Today,
he was a fourth-tier martial artist, and a man with thirty million in cash.
He even possessed an Earth-level Martial Skill.
"Right, the Martial Skill!"
Lu Xuan opened the parchment with trembling hands.
There was nothing on it.
He tried injecting a thread of Spiritual Energy.
The next second,
a massive stream of information surged into his mind.
I Have One Slash
That's right. The Martial Skill was called I Have One Slash.
Moreover, its contents were extremely simple.
It was simply continuous drawing of the blade.
"Does this count as an Earth-level Martial Skill?"
Lu Xuan rubbed and kneaded the parchment incredulously for a while longer.
There truly was nothing else.
The core of the Martial Skill was drawing the blade: one slash in a second, three slashes, four slashes...
What the hell kind of Martial Skill was this?
"Damn, no wonder they gave it to me for free. This is an Earth-level Martial Skill?"
Lu Xuan closed his eyes, afraid he was hallucinating.
The fact was,
this really was how it was cultivated!
"I thought I'd be able to save a fortune..."
Putting away the sheepskin scroll, Lu Xuan let out a breath. "Looks like I'll still have to go to the federal database and find a few cultivation manuals."
"Mm, and prepare some things while I'm at it."
"Once my little sister takes Mom and Dad away tomorrow, I'll head into the Wilderness for some training. Improving my strength is what matters."
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