"Hey! Martial Uncle!" Seeing Li Xiaoya about to leave, Qin Xian hurriedly called after him. He was no Li Xiaoya-he could not handle any cultivators who came attacking. But Li Xiaoya moved too quickly and vanished in the blink of an eye.
"Ah! So many spirit stones! What am I supposed to do?" Qin Xian muttered in frustration, caught in a dilemma. This truly was a sweet burden. Suddenly, a strange look crossed his face. Martial Uncle isn't here anyway. If I hide away a few pouches, it should be fine, right? At that thought, his heart began to burn as he gazed at the spirit stones strewn across the floor.
Suddenly!
Boom! Rumble! Several violent explosions rang out outside. A moment later, it sounded as though someone had smashed through a wall.
"Tsk! I'd better leave!" Qin Xian froze, remembering that this was no place to linger. Gritting his teeth, he beckoned with one hand, and all the Storage Pouches flew into his robes and sleeves, stuffing them full. He hurried out through the Cave Abode's entrance, then slipped quietly toward the stairs.
Meanwhile, golden light blazed all over Li Xiaoya's body. With the Fire Dragon Sword in hand, he blasted through several enormous-
Boom! Li Xiaoya charged out of the Castle. Suddenly, he spotted several cultivators hovering ahead on Dharma Artifacts and Spiritual Artifacts. He paused, then pointed a finger. Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Golden light erupted, and countless golden beams shot toward those cultivators like lightning.
"!" These cultivators were all below the Core Condensation Stage. They had only just turned around. Even those who reacted in time and used Dharma Artifacts or Spiritual Artifacts to block were no match for Li Xiaoya. With a series of wet punctures, blood splashed everywhere. Their bodies were pierced straight