Making a Fortune of Thirty Million, Earth-level Martial Skill

The blades were like flying snow, instantly engulfing the cloaked figure.

In an instant, Vitality scattered. Even as she unleashed fiery vitality, under Lu Xuan's psychic power-controlled flying daggers, she was like tofu, unable to withstand a single blow.

Pfft, pfft~ Blood sprayed.

The woman's delicate skin was crisscrossed with bloody marks, cracking inch by inch.

Lu Xuan dared not hesitate for a moment, fearing a repeat of last time.

His long saber turned into a streak of light, trailing a fiery tail.

He thrust it towards the cloaked figure.

Clang! The saber pierced through the cloaked figure's body.

Scalding blood splashed onto his face, washing away Lu Xuan's chill. Gazing at the beautiful face so close, he gritted his teeth and twisted the saber hilt with all his might.

"This time, can you still live?"

He asked.

The woman's body trembled violently from the pain.

She tried to raise her hand to grab Lu Xuan, but it weakly fell away.

She wanted to speak, but only a gurgling sound of blood churning in her throat could be heard.

"I... will wait for you below!"

The woman's head drooped, and she completely lost her breath.

"Hoo~ Hoo!"

Lu Xuan gasped for air.

Looking at the woman's face, a trace of panic arose in his heart. He quickly threw out the "corpse destruction and evidence eradication" trio.

"This time, let's see who can save you."

Flames surged.

Only then did he exhale heavily.

The woman was a Martial Artist from a pharmaceutical company.

A few days ago, Lu Xuan, disguised as a Ghost Face Martial Artist, had seized an opportunity, but she had escaped.

Therefore, When Lu Xuan saw the woman's face clearly, he dared not hold back at all.

If he let her escape again, he would truly be exposed.

"This woman's identity is not simple. Why would she become a Holy Cultist?"

Lu Xuan couldn't understand. Seeing that the traces were completely erased, he left.

Ten minutes later.

He emerged from a dark corner.

"Is there really no backup plan?"

He walked away again.

Twenty minutes later.

He reappeared. The traces on the ground had already been blown away by the wind.

"It seems there are really no problems."

The encirclement and suppression of the Holy Cult did not last long.

At 4:00 PM.

The Federation officially issued a notice.

"Thirty-six Holy Cultists have been apprehended, and four have escaped. All have fled Jinling City. The Federation will continue to pursue them. Report any sightings..."

Lu Xuan stood at the place he had agreed to meet the Broker.

Listening to the announcement, his expression slowly turned grim.

"Shen Liyue wouldn't have escaped, would she?"

He was a little worried.

He didn't know who reported him now.

But when she had the time to investigate the truth behind Jiang Xi's death, she might end up investigating him.

"That's not right."

Lu Xuan rubbed his temples, which felt a bit sore. "She might not realize I'm the one who reported her. If Jiang Xi dies, he might also blame the Federation's encirclement."

Killing two birds with one stone.

His connection with the other party would be completely severed.

He wouldn't have to worry about a wrong future happening to him anymore.

"I hope so."

Lu Xuan took out a lollipop and put it in his mouth.

As he was eating, he heard a noise nearby.

He turned his head.

A figure wearing a discreet hat, a mask covering their face, and a large trench coat.

"Recipient?"

The other party's voice gave away no clue to their gender.

Lu Xuan didn't use his Mental Power to pry; he respected privacy.

"KDA?"

The Broker's nickname was KDA.

The Broker nodded. "The intel you gave me was useful. The encirclement of the Holy Cult's den took some time. I'll buy everything you have at full price."

"You don't say! We're brothers!"

"Thanks to the intel you gave me." The Broker handed over a storage ring. "It helped me a lot. If you have anything illicit in the future, I'll buy it all."

"..."

Lu Xuan took the storage ring and gave everything to the other party.

The Broker took the ring and looked, his brow furrowing slightly. He subconsciously glanced at Lu Xuan a few times.

"What? You want to ask about the origin of the goods?"

"Not at all."

The Broker withdrew his gaze, silently noting Lu Xuan's appearance in his mind before putting away the storage ring.

"Enough talk, twenty million Federal Coins."

"Do you have Spirit Crystal Coins?"

"No."

Fine... Lu Xuan activated the payment channel for his account.

The Broker didn't waste any words and made the payment on the spot.

Ding!

[Recipient, hello. Your account has received 20,000,000 Federal Coins...]

"So efficient!"

Lu Xuan felt as if his brain had been washed with cold water, incredibly refreshing.

This was a real twenty million Federal Coins!

At this moment, he felt more exhilarated than after twenty orgasms, his entire being felt elevated.

Even his laughter changed from its usual sharp tone to the deep, hollow laugh of a rich man.

"Anything else you want to trade?" The Broker showed a look of disdain but didn't rush to leave. He asked again, "Or do you need help finding a buyer?"

"I actually do!"

Lu Xuan took out the cultivation techniques and Martial Skills he had snatched.

The Broker's expression turned serious. "I told you, I can't deal with cultivation techniques and Martial Skills, and I don't have buyers for them."

It was a joke.

Selling cultivation techniques.

Unless it was a transaction between factions under official supervision.

Private transactions were caught and punished.

Unless there were truly fearless individuals.

Lu Xuan pouted. "Ten million for four books. You can completely resell them globally; these aren't official cultivation techniques."

"Ten million?"

The price of each cultivation technique varied.

Generally, Yellow-grade ones cost a million.

Mystic-grade ones started at ten million, and those sold privately were usually Mystic-grade.

The Broker took a quick glance and confirmed the grade.

"Four Profound-tier?"

"Go on, what other demands do you have?"

The Broker instantly understood Lu Xuan's intentions.

Lu Xuan chuckled, "I heard you have a damaged Earth-level Martial Skill in your possession?"

His future self had specifically mentioned it.

The Earth-level Martial Skill the Broker held.

Even a damaged version of this was priceless.

The Broker paused slightly, a mocking expression on his face, narrowing his eyes to scrutinize the person before him, as if trying to see through him.

That she possessed an Earth-level cultivation technique.

The number of people who knew was definitely less than five.

But how did this person before him know?

Mystery, apprehension.

Indescribable emotions swirled in his heart.

Especially seeing Lu Xuan's nonchalant gaze, the Broker finally let out a soft snort, "You truly are no ordinary person. I can give you this Martial Skill for free, but if you injure yourself or cripple yourself practicing it, don't come looking for me."

With that said, He tossed a scroll of parchment.

"If I cannot master it, then it is fate!"

Lu Xuan took the parchment. Its soft texture soothed him, and its ancient aura made his heart race.

This feeling… is it real?

As expected of an Earth-level Martial Skill.

This feeling is amazing.

"Truly a good brother!"

"Those four books…"

Lu Xuan, with trembling hands, put away the Martial Skill. He was about to say that the four cultivation techniques and Martial Skills were free, but he found that the Broker had already vanished.

Checking his account.

Ten million had been added.

"What a good person!"

He didn't linger any longer and turned to leave.

Only after hiding in a dark corner could he no longer suppress the excitement in his heart and burst into laughter.

"Thirty million!"

Lu Xuan stared at his account balance, his body and eyes trembling.

Just a week ago.

He was an ordinary person who couldn't even afford medical expenses.

Today, He was a fourth-tier Martial Artist, and more importantly, he was in possession of thirty million.

And an Earth-level Martial Skill.

"Right, the Martial Skill!"

Lu Xuan's hands trembled as he opened the parchment.

There was nothing on it.

He tried to inject a trace of Spiritual Energy.

The next second, A torrent of information flooded his mind.

I Have One Slash

That's right, the Martial Skill was named I Have One Slash.

And its content was extremely simple.

It was just constantly drawing the sword.

"This counts as an Earth-level Martial Skill?"

Lu Xuan, in disbelief, rubbed the parchment again.

There was truly no more to it.

The core of the Martial Skill was drawing the sword, one draw per second, two draws, three draws, four draws…

What kind of Martial Skill is this, damn it?

"Holy crap, no wonder they gave it to me for free. Is this an Earth-level Martial Skill?"

Lu Xuan closed his eyes, afraid he was hallucinating.

The truth was, this was really how it was cultivated!

"I originally thought I could save some money..."

Putting away the parchment, Lu Xuan let out a breath. "Looks like I still need to go to the Federation's database to find some cultivation manuals."

"Mm, and I'll prepare some things too."

"Once my little sister takes Mom and Dad away tomorrow, I'll head into the wilderness for training. Improving my strength is the priority."