Luo Mu crooked a finger and flicked. A ball of fire shot out, landing on the man's body. Fireball Technique was no ordinary flame, but a spell that made spiritual power burn. Though it did not look large, its temperature was exceedingly high.
The man's body was easily set ablaze by the Fireball Technique. In a short while, his corpse had been reduced to ashes beneath the spell, scattering into the air. Only a small, delicate Storage Bag and the low-grade Flying Artifact beneath the man's feet remained where he had stood.
With a beckoning sweep of his hand, the two items fell into Luo Mu's palm. Then, without even looking back, he headed toward the ground to search for the corpse of the leading man.
A long while later, Luo Mu toyed with the two small Storage Bags in his hand, his face dark.
Inside the two Storage Bags, there was not a single truly precious item. Apart from a sparse few spirit herbs that had some slight value, there was only a great heap of useless clutter. Fortunately, the two Storage Bags together contained nearly one hundred Low-grade Spirit Stones. Though Luo Mu was not very satisfied, having something was still better than having nothing.
Because of this, the dark-faced Luo Mu cursed the two men as paupers.
In truth, among cultivators of the same level, the two men Luo Mu had killed could still be considered fairly wealthy. At the very least, there had been several dozen Low-grade Spirit Stones in their Storage Bags. To ordinary Qi Refining Stage cultivators, several dozen Low-grade Spirit Stones were truly not a small number. If the two of them had not been household slaves of the Bai Family, able to receive two Low-grade Spirit Stones every month, they would not