Dao Lord, I Made It!

"Dao Lord, I made it! Hahahaha!"

In the forest, a young man named Yan Buyu was staring at the game interface in wild delight.

He had tediously farmed proficiency all for this day!

On the interface, the skill [Steal] had finally changed into [Snatch from the Bag] (0/5000) after accumulating 1,000 proficiency points.

This meant he could now become an expert capable of randomly stealing items from NPCs!

Spirit stones, magic artifacts, pills...

Yan Buyu was nearly swept away by visions of a bright future.

He immediately wanted to test the skill's power, and his gaze fell upon Elder Qian, who had been passing on cultivation to him.

Yan Buyu immediately used [Snatch from the Bag] on Qian Buyu.

[You successfully used Snatch from the Bag on 'Qian Buyu.' Due to the enormous gap in cultivation, the item you obtained was: Elder's Socks (White, Common Quality).]

[You have enraged Elder Qian. Good luck.]

At the same time, Qian Buyu's expression changed.

His eyes flew wide with fury as he pointed at Yan Buyu. "You wretched disciple! You dare covet your master's socks! You must be punished, punished, punished, punished, punished—!"

Elder Qian's voice seemed to have glitched. Only the final word, "punished," repeated endlessly at an incredibly high frequency.

But in the next instant, a shocking blast of air erupted around him. His eyes turned crimson, and he completely lost control!

"Punished, punished, punished, punished, punished..."

Roaring, his body convulsed violently as he struck out with his palm at Yan Buyu, the person closest to him!

Damn it, I caused trouble!

This had actually triggered an auto-attack BUG!

Yan Buyu was alarmed. He knew perfectly well how strong Elder Qian was in this game.

And an auto-attack BUG like this would not stop until it had killed someone!

He did not hesitate for even a moment before logging out at light speed.

Meanwhile, on a nearby road, Lin Qingfeng and Su Ling'er saw everything.

In her eyes, that unknown disciple had actually stolen the personal socks of the elder passing on cultivation to him!

This man's tastes were utterly twisted!

Even worse, just as the elder was about to rebuke him, that traitorous disciple had ruthlessly struck first!

Su Ling'er had not even seen what he did before the elder struck out with his palm!

But in the blink of an eye, the traitorous disciple vanished into thin air, leaving only a pair of socks on the ground.

Had he been reduced to ashes by the elder's palm strike?!

Or had he used some profound escape technique that came and went without a trace?!

Senior Disciple Brother Lin Qingfeng, who was responsible for receiving her, felt his eyelids twitch wildly as he cursed Yan Buyu ten thousand times in his heart.

You could have stolen at any time, but you had to do it when I was passing by with Junior Sister?

You did that on purpose, didn't you?!

Seeing Su Ling'er's face turn deathly pale, he was just about to salvage his dignity when the crazed Elder Qian lost his target, and his blood-red eyes instantly locked onto him and Su Ling'er!

Fuck, Yan Buyu, you even triggered an auto-attack BUG!

"Punished, punished, punished, punished, punished!"

Elder Qian roared as he charged over. He was clearly intent on purging the sect!

"Senior Disciple Brother, what should we—?!"

Su Ling'er had just wanted to ask what they should do when she turned around and found nothing beside her.

Looking again, she saw a figure sprinting away in the distance.

Who else could it be but Senior Disciple Brother Lin Qingfeng?!

What the hell!

How did you run off so fast?!

Wait for me!!!

Lin Qingfeng was startled when he looked back!

What the hell, are you actually an idiot?!

He's charging at us, and you're still not running?

"Junior Sister, what are you standing there for?

You'll die!

My sword happens to be at the Artifact Refining Pavilion for a second reforging. I can't pick it up until tomorrow, so I can't carry you on my sword today!

Use your head and run with me!"

Before he had even finished speaking, Lin Qingfeng flashed back before Su Ling'er in an instant and grabbed her wrist.

"Junior Sister, run!"

However, Qian Buyu's figure flickered in and out like a ghost.

He even kept drawing closer in a manner that defied all reason.

No matter how they ran, whenever they looked back, they could see those crimson eyes staring at them eerily from not far behind as he relentlessly charged after them.

Is this the Demonic Sect?

An elder would mercilessly kill a disciple over the slightest disagreement!

He had killed that disciple on the spot just for stealing a pair of socks!

And that was not enough—he even wanted to silence the two of us who witnessed it!

And this Senior Disciple Brother's sword was not even on him at a time like this?

Could he be any less reliable?!

He was also the first one to run!

Is this how senior brothers in the Demonic Sect behave?

They run first when trouble comes, then only remember to look back at me after getting far away?!

Would he have forgotten to save me entirely if he had not looked back?!

As Lin Qingfeng sprinted, he rapidly called for help in the Sect Channel.

[Lin Qingfeng: Emergency bounty! The elder passing on cultivation has BUGged out and is attacking indiscriminately. Need someone to die in our place. One hundred spirit stones! Come fast!]

The moment the message appeared, the Sect Channel exploded.

[Player A: Fuck, was this Yan Buyu's handiwork again?]

[Player B: I'm doing a quest with the quest elder right now! So I won't be able to go draw cultivation techniques from the elder passing on cultivation later, right?]

[Ji: Don't worry, Guild Leader, I'm on my way! Send me the coordinates! One hundred spirit stones—you are my sky, and my life is yours!]

Seeing that Ji, a player specializing in sacrificial death runs, had accepted the job, Lin Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief.

He led Su Ling'er in circles while sending the coordinates to Ji.

A moment later, a disciple dressed in basic gear charged over with utter disregard for his life, heading straight for Elder Qian.

"For the spirit stones!"

"Punished!"

The moment he spoke, Elder Qian struck down with his palm. That disciple's body exploded outright, his bones shattered and flesh spraying everywhere!

A section of spine even shot through the air, while a severed leg hung high from a distant treetop. The sight was horrifying beyond words!

After killing one person, the red glow in Elder Qian's eyes seemed to fade somewhat, and he stopped pursuing them.

He merely stood there, his body still convulsing as he continuously muttered, "Punished... punished... punished..." Then he began repeatedly smashing his head against a nearby tree, each blow producing a dull thud, thud.

Lin Qingfeng finally stopped running.

Su Ling'er stood frozen in place, watching the bizarre scene before her as stormy waves surged through her heart.

What had she just seen?

A disciple had merely passed by, yet that elder had killed him with one palm strike without a word, reducing him to a mangled mess!

Terrifying... what was going on?

Had that man not merely passed by?

Why had the elder killed even him?

And after killing him, why did he keep smashing his head into a tree while shouting "punished"?

Had that traitorous disciple struck back before his death and driven the elder mad?

If that was truly the case... then perhaps this elder was not so strong after all, if a disciple could successfully ambush him?

And killing the two of them could be understood as silencing witnesses, preventing the matter of the stolen socks from getting out. But how could she explain the killing of a disciple who had suddenly appeared?

What exactly was going on with this Demonic Sect?!