Unexpected Joy

The scene before them also stunned the others. They clearly hadn't expected that the child before them could dodge the sword strike from that Black Bandit just now.

Hun Han stomped his foot, and the sword on the ground flew up, grasped in his hand.

"Third brother, he's dead!"

A companion walked to the side of the fallen Black Bandit, checked his breathing, and said in shock.

"Kill him!" The apparent leader of the Black Bandits coldly roared.

Swish, swish, swish.

Before his voice could even fall, a shadowy figure moved rapidly across the scene. Several silver lights flashed, and in the blink of an eye, more Black Bandits fell to the ground.

"Bastard! Die!"

This unexpected turn of events infuriated all the Black Bandits. Wielding their weapons, they charged at Hun Han.

However, the movement techniques of these Black Bandits were far inferior to Hun Han's. Their attacks could only hit the afterimages behind Hun Han. Every time they thought they could slay Hun Han, they only struck the afterimage he left behind. Occasionally, someone would manage to hit Hun Han, leaving a few wounds on his body. Yet, Hun Han fought on like a beast, growing stronger with each battle.

"No, don't kill me!"

Before long, relying on a movement technique he had obtained from Qin Lan, most of the more than thirty Black Bandits in the scene were slain by Hun Han's sword. The last remaining Black Bandit lay on the ground, staring at Hun Han in utter terror.

"In your next life, when you're reborn as a human, remember to discern the gap between yourselves before making a move. Don't ever think you can bully someone just because they look like a child. Remember, some kids are not to be messed with!"

Hun Han's mind stirred, and like a phantom, his sword slashed out, spraying blood from the man's throat. The man clutched his throat, twitched a few times, and then stopped moving.

Hun Han dropped the sword in his hand and looked indifferently at the more than thirty corpses lying on the ground. He thought to himself, This is indeed the Black Corner Region. Just after arriving, and I've already learned such an important lesson. Fortunately, the highest cultivation level among them was only a four-star Fighter, and their Fighting Skills weren't of a high grade. Otherwise, I wouldn't have escaped so easily today.

Although Hun Han's current Qi Cultivation was only at the two-star Fighter realm, he was no ordinary two-star Fighter.

The capacity of a Fighter's Qi vortex was limited. A high-level Cultivation Method could allow a Fighter to possess more refined Fighting Qi. For the same amount, the more refined the Dou Qi, the stronger the attack power. Hun Han cultivated a Heaven-tier Cultivation Method, so the Dou Qi within his body was naturally incomparable to those who cultivated Yellow-tier Cultivation Methods.

Furthermore, Hun Han's physical body could now withstand an attack from a Great Dou Master. Therefore, these were all the reasons he could achieve victory.

"This blood shouldn't be wasted either!"

Hun Han looked around and, seeing no one, sat down cross-legged and began to circulate the Creation Ascending Dragon Art.

As the mental technique circulated, the blood beneath Hun Han was drawn by a force, leaving the ground and seeping into Hun Han's skin, nourishing it.

After about the time it takes for a cup of tea to brew, Hun Han opened his eyes. Faintly, he could feel that the strength of his physical body had increased a little.

"Let's see if they have any maps on them first!"

Hun Han began to search the bodies. Since this wasn't his first time killing someone, Hun Han felt no unease. His hands moved over the desiccated corpses.

His efforts were rewarded. On one of the Black Bandits, Hun Han finally found a map. The map was quite detailed and would at least allow him to find his way out of the Black Region Great Plains. In addition, he obtained some gold and silver from the Black Bandit.

"Now, let's see what they robbed from the merchant caravan!"

Hun Han climbed onto the carriage and grabbed the canvas covering it, pulling it forcefully.

The canvas covering the carriage was torn away, revealing six large chests.

Hun Han opened the first chest, and the contents were not surprising. Inside was a whole chest of Gold Coins.

Next, Hun Han opened the second chest.

"Jade Bottles?" Hun Han was slightly taken aback.

In the past, Alchemists used Jade Bottles to store Pills and medicinal ingredients. As Hun Han expected, the ten Jade Bottles contained a type of medicinal ingredient. The grade of the ingredients was not high, only reaching the third-tier.

"Hundred-year Ganoderma, hundred-year Ginseng... all ordinary stuff."

Hun Han successively opened seven chests. Each chest contained ten Jade Bottles, with one medicinal ingredient in each bottle. The medicinal ingredients were not of high grade. The highest was only third-tier, with many more being second-tier. It could be guessed that the merchant caravan these Black Bandits had robbed was a small one transporting medicinal ingredients.

When Hun Han opened the ninth chest, he was slightly surprised. It also contained Jade Bottles, but there was only one. Hun Han then noticed that the remaining two chests were noticeably smaller than the others.

"What good thing would be placed alone in a chest?"

Hun Han, filled with curiosity, took out the Jade Bottle. He opened the cap, and a flame-like mist emerged from the bottle. The ambient temperature subtly rose by a few degrees Celsius. Inside the bottle, there was a scorching heat that felt like it could burn one's lungs.

"This... this is the Fire Spirit Flame Spring!"

Hun Han was astonished, his eyes filled with delight.

As a transmigrator, Hun Han had not wasted the past six years. When he had nothing to do, he had diligently studied ancient texts on medicinal ingredients. Therefore, he could now identify the names of these ingredients at a glance.

The medicinal ingredient in Hun Han's hand was not of low grade. In terms of rarity, it was completely comparable to the Ice Spirit Cold Spring mentioned in the storyline.

"Damn, I actually got such a good thing! I can completely use it to trade for the Ice Spirit Cold Spring with Guter in the future!" Hun Han said aloud, but his thoughts were not so naive.

The Fire Spirit Flame Spring was indeed comparable in rarity to the Ice Spirit Cold Spring. However, the Fire Spirit Flame Spring was far more sought after than the Ice Spirit Cold Spring. For no other reason than that this item was very useful for Fighters who cultivated the Fire Attribute, especially Alchemists. Even if one did not cultivate a Fire Attribute Cultivation Method, they could use this item to curry favor with Alchemists.

Hun Han capped the bottle and placed it into his Storage Ring. Then, he opened the last chest.

"A scroll?"

The last chest contained only a scroll. Filled with curiosity, Hun Han slowly unrolled it. Reading the line of small text on it, he was completely stunned: "No way, it's a Flying Fighting Skill - Thunder Bat Heavenly Wings!"