Divine Thief Li Mo

Ye Wen, traveling alone once more, was suddenly drawn by the sounds of fighting ahead.

He stepped forward to take a look and saw more than a dozen people besieging a young man. The youth looked no older than fifteen or sixteen, the childishness still evident on his face.

After taking a closer look, he discovered that the kid was actually a Second Rank Xiantian martial artist, while all those attacking him were Houtian Martial Artists. The youth was clearly just toying with them.

"Kid, you'd best surrender without resistance and hand over what you stole for the master's judgment. Otherwise, we'll kill you on the spot right now."

A bearded man at the head of the group roared viciously. Yet the young man was not afraid in the slightest, his face full of mockery.

"I stole something? Whose stuff did I steal, and what was it?"

"Kid, death is knocking at your door and you're still trying to argue? Do you dare say the Longevity Token isn't on you?"

The bearded man continued roaring in exasperation.

"You mean this token?"

Ye Wen watched as the youth opened his bundle and took out a golden token, upon which the two large characters for Longevity were inscribed.

At the same time, when the youth opened the bundle, Ye Wen caught a fleeting glimpse of a Demon Suppressing Token lying inside as well.

Of course, at the moment, the Demon Suppressing Token was merely an inconspicuous black token with nothing on it.

Ye Wen was extremely excited. Was his luck really this good? Had he encountered the third Demon Suppressing Token so quickly?

At that moment, the young man, who had just been laughing and jeering, suddenly became incomparably serious.

"What a shameless bunch of Su Family Members. You actually dare claim that this Longevity Token belongs to your Su family?

I wonder whether the family of five from Wang Shoushan's household, whom you just killed, will be unable to rest in peace if they hear such words?"

The bearded man became immensely nervous.

"You little bastard, who exactly are you? Have you eaten the heart of a bear and the gall of a leopard, daring to meddle in Su family affairs in Lu City? Get him! Kill him together!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the bearded man attacked first. But what they did not know was that the person they were attacking was an Innate Second Rank master.

The youth no longer concealed himself and erupted with power. Good heavens—he had even hidden his strength. He was actually an Innate Third Rank martial artist.

An exceedingly slender Sleeve Sword appeared in his hand, darting nimbly around the necks of those dozen or so people.

The next second, the entire group fell to the ground in unison. Only then did blood begin to gush from their necks.

"Friend, you've watched for so long. Do you have any advice to offer?"

The youth suddenly looked toward where Ye Wen was hiding and spoke these words.

Ye Wen was not surprised that he had killed them. An Innate Third Rank martial artist instantly killing a group of Houtian Martial Artists was perfectly normal.

What surprised him was that this youth was so young yet so powerful, and so decisive in killing. Once he chose to kill, he did not even blink before slaughtering them all.

Naturally, Ye Wen was not afraid of him either. Since the youth had spotted him, Ye Wen no longer hid and walked toward him.

Seeing Ye Wen approach, the young man immediately became alert.

"Big Brother, what can I do for you?"

Ye Wen noticed that the youth was ready to attack at any time, so he stopped more than ten meters away from him.

"Don't be nervous. I was merely passing through and saw you fighting, so it was inconvenient for me to show myself then. I'm only interested in the token in your hand and wanted to ask—"

Before Ye Wen could finish, a mocking expression appeared on the youth's face. He suddenly threw the token in his hand to Ye Wen and shouted.

"Big Brother, I'll give you the token. Please don't kill me."

Before he had even finished speaking, he had already vanished. At that moment, another group suddenly appeared and surrounded Ye Wen.

Looking at the token in his hand, Ye Wen suddenly smiled. Interesting kid. Was he trying to frame him?

"Kid, you actually dared kill members of my Su family and forcibly seize my Su family's token. On Su family territory in Lu City, you're courting death. Get him! Kill him and take back the token!"

Ye Wen noticed that the speaker was also an Innate Second Rank martial artist. He was just about to explain, but the other side gave him no chance to speak and directly attacked him.

This group of ordinary Houtian Martial Artists, mixed with several Xiantian Masters, showed Ye Wen no mercy whatsoever.

Because he had discovered the Demon Suppressing Token and that kid had already escaped, Ye Wen had no intention of wasting words with this group. He directly broke out of their encirclement and chased in the direction the youth had fled.

This enraged the Second Rank martial artist who had just spoken. After Ye Wen left, he shouted loudly.

"I'll remember you! In Lu City, after killing a Su Family Member, you won't get away!"

"Idiot, I didn't kill them! I have business to attend to, so I'm leaving first!"

Ye Wen's parting words drifted back, making that martial artist even angrier.

"You, carry the bodies back. I'll go find the Patriarch!"

Ye Wen discovered that the kid was quite fast. He must have learned some specialized movement martial art; otherwise, a mere Innate Third Rank martial artist could never have been so quick.