Red Word: Sage Thief!

"Old Wei, why are you being such a nag?" Fox Murong's pretty face instantly turned cold when she heard that. "When it's time to run, I'll run on my own. I don't need you chasing me away!"

"You really don't know what's good for you!" Wei Xuanfeng frowned slightly.

"None of your business. Shihan, you should go."

"I'm not leaving. I want to surpass him."

Wei Xuanfeng: ...

Fine. Good advice could not save a damned ghost.

None of them were leaving. When the time came, they had better not blame him for leaving them to die.

"Fine then. Shihan, do you still have any rations on you?"

"Yes."

"Take them all out. Eat something, rest a while longer, then we'll leave."

"Alright."

After casually eating a little, Wei Xuanfeng sat down cross-legged.

Fox Murong and Wen Shihan assumed he was recovering his inner strength, so they paid him no mind.

Closing his eyes, Wei Xuanfeng did not circulate the Body Tempering Art. Instead, he opened the system.

[Host: Wei Xuanfeng.]

[Cultivation: Martial Warrior Realm, Level 9.]

[Attributes: Physique 34, Strength 31, Speed 31, Comprehension 42.]

[Martial Arts: Black Dragon Grappling Hand (Minor Mastery), Grand Ancestor Saber Technique (Initiate), One Reed Crossing River (Minor Mastery), Body Tempering Art (Minor Mastery)]

[Red Traits: Heaven's Motion, Myriad Arts Insight.]

That was right. Over the past three months, Wei Xuanfeng had not drawn a single trait, so his attributes had barely increased.

The next battle would be a fight to the death. There was no need to keep saving coins.

He had originally wanted to save up for a hundred consecutive draws...

Wei Xuanfeng glanced at his coins. Exactly forty thousand!

At seven hundred and fifty per draw, that was enough for over fifty draws!

System, draw them all!

With a thought from Wei Xuanfeng, the system's lottery screen began to spin.

[Congratulations, Host. You have drawn the trait: Seize the Flag (Gold)—Speed +10.]

Whoa!

A gold right off the bat. What a lucky start!

Wei Xuanfeng was delighted, then immediately had the system continue drawing.

[Congratulations, Host. You have drawn the trait: Force (White)—Strength +1.]

[Congratulations, Host. You have drawn the trait: Spirit Cat (Green)—Speed +3.]

[Congratulations, Host. You have drawn the trait: Fierce Bear (Purple)—Strength +8.]

[Congratulations, Host. You have drawn the trait: Haste (Blue)—Speed +5.]

[Congratulations, Host. You have drawn the trait: Mountain Splitter (Black)—Strength +9.]

Wei Xuanfeng: ...

Couldn't it just give him the results directly? He didn't want to watch the draw animation anymore!

And what was going on with him today?!

Forty draws in a row, and he hadn't gotten a single red trait!

Just as his irritation was mounting, the system notification suddenly changed!

[Congratulations, Host. You have drawn the trait: Sage Thief (Red).]

[Sage Thief: Physique +20. The five viscera and six bowels become a pill furnace; immune to all poisons, and everything consumed is fully refined!]

Wei Xuanfeng: !!!

Holy shit! Why had it copied the setting of the Six Treasury Immortal Thieves from next door wholesale?!

Did this system have any creativity at all?!

But...

This red trait...

Smelled so damn good!

A moment later, Wei Xuanfeng had spent every last coin. The instant he saw the panel, the joy of drawing a red trait vanished at once.

[Host: Wei Xuanfeng]

[Realm: Martial Warrior Realm, Ninth Layer]

[Attributes: Physique 50, Strength 50, Speed 50, Comprehension 50]

[Martial Arts: Black Dragon Grappling Hand (Minor Mastery), Grand Ancestor Saber Technique (Initiated), One Reed Crossing River (Minor Mastery), Body Tempering Art (Minor Mastery)]

[Red Traits: Heaven's Motion, Myriad Arts Insight, Sage Thief]

[Note: Your stats have reached the limit for this realm. Please raise your cultivation to the Martial Master Realm as soon as possible.]

Damn it!

You should've told me there was a stat cap sooner!

Stupid system, give me back my gold!

Chen Family Village, fields...

Seven Killings wiped the sweat from his forehead, then picked up the clothes scattered all over the ground and casually tossed them onto Embroidery.

"You crazy woman, you're hurt this badly, and you still had the mind for this!"

This iron-forged man, Seven Killings, now had faintly darkened eye sockets and bloodless lips...

He had been eroded by the Earth Immortal Spring Lotus for half a month, then lost an arm in his battle against the wolf demon.

Coupled with Embroidery's frenzied demands just now...

At this moment, all he wanted was to sleep and never wake up...

Embroidery looked as though she had just been fished out of the water, drenched from head to toe.

She casually wrapped herself in a couple of garments, barely covering her exposed skin, then looked toward the horizon.

That had originally been the direction of the sunrise, yet it was pitch-black now.

"Seven Killings, I regret it. I... I've wronged Jiao Yu... I've wronged those three children... They're still so young..."

As she spoke, Embroidery's tears silently fell.

In her eyes, Jiao Yu and the other three were surely being pursued and surrounded by packs of wolf demons at this very moment.

The thought of that scene alone made it impossible for her to close her eyes.

Distraught and restless, she had directly dragged Seven Killings to these deserted fields...

"Don't think too much about it. Maybe... they can fight their way out of the encirclement..."

After saying that, even Seven Killings felt it was wishful thinking.

He knew the size of the wolf pack far too well.

It could practically be described as a beast tide.

Within the Northern Pacification Bureau, perhaps only Boss Wu might stand a chance.

"Seven Killings, once this mission is over, I want to leave the Demon Suppression Directorate."

"Why? Once we return, you'll surely receive the greatest merit. How long have you been stuck at the Martial Master Realm? Are you really willing to accept that?"

"I am! I understand now why Jiao Yu wouldn't let us go see Xiaoxiao. Once I leave, I want to take my child and find a paradise beyond the mortal world too. Best of all... I want him to never know about the Demon Suppression Directorate for his entire life!"

"Then I'll go with you!"

"Seven Killings..."

Hearing those words, a warm current rose in Embroidery's heart.

But before she could finish, an ill-timed voice rang out.

"Tut, tut, tut. What a devoted pair of lovebirds. This old man truly hates to disturb you." Wei Zhaoting stepped out from the shadows. "How about it, young lady? Hand the Earth Immortal Spring Lotus over to me, then continue your tender moments with this brave fellow?"

"Who are you? What Earth Immortal Spring Lotus?"

The moment Embroidery saw the newcomer, she immediately hid behind Seven Killings.

Seven Killings, meanwhile, circulated his inner force and watched the other man warily.

"Wu Santong's little trick of secretly substituting one thing for another was truly clumsy." Wei Zhaoting smiled. "It might fool those brainless wolf demons, but it can't hide anything from this old man."

The Xuanlan Wolf Demon could use its nose to find the Earth Immortal Spring Lotus, but from too far away, there was nothing it could do.

Wei Zhaoting's blackwater mosquitoes could sense it, but with Yang Xuyan around, he had not dared step within half a pace of Kang City's surroundings.

Only after Yang Xuyan left did he begin plotting everything.

He had calculated that Wu Santong would use this method to protect the Earth Immortal Spring Lotus, so he cooperated with him and deliberately let the wolf pack give chase.

Once the wolves were gone, the Earth Immortal Spring Lotus in Chen Family Village would be his for the taking!

"This old man... You're so young, how..." Embroidery frowned, then suddenly understood. "You're an elder of Black Banner!"

"Ah, little girl, why did you have to say it aloud?" Wei Zhaoting sighed. "Now, I can only kill the two of you."

"Who kills whom is yet to be seen! Boss Wu, make your move!"

Embroidery shouted, flinging out two concealed weapons before dragging Seven Killings away as they ran.

"Little girl, trying to feint east and strike west before this old man? You're still far too green!"

Wei Zhaoting calmly flicked the hidden weapon away with his fingernail, then unhurriedly gave chase.

"Guards! Guards!"

Seven Killings shouted.

"Stop shouting. While you two were tossing clouds and overturning rain, I took care of those blade soldiers. They fell faster than you stripped your clothes." Wei Zhaoting smiled. "You two, stop struggling. The road to the Yellow Springs is long—allow this old man to see you both off!!"