Xuanyuan City.
A woman wearing a veil walked by, but she did not attract much attention.
The woman was wearing a black tight-fitting leather skirt and a black veil over her face.
Her exquisite figure, encased in a tight leather skirt, appeared incredibly alluring, exuding an explosive wildness.
She walked step by step into Xuanyuan City, and soon arrived in front of the Lin Clan mansion.
However, the once magnificent mansion has been reduced to ruins.
Looking at the ruins before her and smelling the thick, seemingly never-ending stench of blood, an unprecedented killing intent surged in her eyes.
" Ye Xuan!"
" Ye Xuan!"
" Ancient Desolate Holy Land!"
You deserve to die!!!
She let out a hoarse sound that only she could hear, then decisively turned her head and quickly left!
A remote mountain forest area --
"Aaaaaah! Ye Xuan! Ancient Desolate Holy Land! You deserve to die! You deserve to die!!!"
A young man, wielding a blood-red longsword, his face contorted in a ferocious grimace, roared like a madman as he charged towards the crowd not far away.
His aura was incredibly violent, his killing intent overwhelming, and he seemed to have gone mad.
Those cultivators who witnessed this scene couldn't help but change color and quickly retreated.
But soon, some people still died under the young man's knife.
With a flash of his blood-red longsword, the young man unleashed three crimson blade beams that instantly killed one or more cultivators.
This sword technique is the unique skill of the Lin Clan of Xuanyuan City: the Blazing Flame Mad Saber!
A swampy area, deep underground.
A disheveled man with waist-length hair suddenly opened his eyes.
Perhaps because he never saw sunlight, his face was pale and he looked extremely terrifying, like a vengeful ghost.
" The Ancient Desolate Holy Land, Ye Xuan!!!"
A murderous intent surged in the youth's green eyes, and the next moment, with a loud boom, he shot into the sky and burst out of the swamp.
"You will destroy my Lin Clan, and I will kill you!"
A low growl came from his mouth, and the next moment, he flashed away and quickly left the place.
On the ground, countless poisonous insects and evil creatures seemed to be drawn by something, and as the young man left, they all burrowed into the ground and disappeared.
At this moment, not only these people, but even the Lin Clan members who were training in other places were completely enraged.
Regardless, the Lin Clan was a first-rate Lineage in the Eastern Wasteland, having dominated Xuanyuan City for many years, and with countless descendants.
Complete extinction is not as easy as it seems.
Ye Xuan did manage to destroy the Lin Clan in Xuanyuan City, but many of the Lin Clan's direct descendants who were training outside escaped this calamity.
At that moment, those people received the message and were frantically rushing towards a certain area.
Eastern Wasteland.
A certain city.
Inside an unassuming mansion.
A man wearing a golden mask sat in the main seat, exuding an incredibly profound aura.
Below him stood twelve cultivators wearing silver masks, and dozens more cultivators dressed in black robes and wearing black masks.
If a knowledgeable person were here, they would surely notice a small raindrop on each of their masks.
This means they are assassins from Listening to Rain Tower.
The assassins of Listening to Rain Tower, especially the Gold Face Assassin, meant that this person was already a giant of Listening to Rain Tower, and his cultivation had reached the Divine Emperor Realm.
The silver-masked assassins represent not only their extremely high mission completion rate, but also that their cultivation has reached the Spirit Transformation Realm.
As for those below the Spirit Transformation Realm, they are divided into three levels—Heaven, Earth, and Human—based on their cultivation level and mission completion rate. They all wear black robes and have black faces.
Once everyone had arrived, the Gold Face assassin stood up and said in a hoarse voice, "This mission is to kill Ye Xuan of the Ancient Desolate Holy Land, at all costs! Move out!"
His words were concise and to the point, and as he spoke, the silver-faced and black-faced figures below responded in unison, then swiftly left the main hall.
On the road from Xuanyuan City to the Ancient Desolate Holy Land, a spaceship was traveling at high speed.
On the spaceship sat Ye Xuan and Chu Rufeng's group.
"Hehe, big brother, this time the harvest is pretty good. The Lin Clan is really damn rich, they must have done a lot of shameless things."
Chu Rufeng grinned as he handed a storage ring to Ye Xuan.
He then proceeded to flatter him profusely, saying, "Big Brother is indeed Big Brother. Following Big Brother means you'll have status, eat and drink the best food, and even commit murder and arson will bring you wealth!"
These words made even Ye Xuan, who was still feeling somewhat heavy-hearted and worried about the situation at the Carefree Holy Land, laugh.
He raised his hand and slapped Chu Rufeng across the head without any hesitation, saying irritably, "What nonsense are you spouting? Can't you speak properly?"
"What do you mean by 'murderers and arsonists wear gold belts'? That's the reward for my hard work, do you understand?"
Chu Rufeng was slapped on the head, but he wasn't angry.
However, after hearing Ye Xuan's words, she couldn't help but blink.
He asked somewhat uncertainly, "Brother, what did you say? Earnings through labor?"
"Nonsense!" Ye Xuan said matter-of-factly, "This Holy Son killed so many people, fought tooth and nail to the death, and almost got killed himself."
"Is there a problem with receiving some compensation in the end? Isn't that income from labor?"
Chu Rufeng was completely stunned upon hearing this, and was instantly Celestial Person.
Holy crap, is that even possible?
However, Ye Xuan's words seem to make a lot of sense!
He couldn't help but give a thumbs up, his admiration flowing like a mighty river. "Big Brother is truly the best! I'm impressed!"
Ye Xuan remained unfazed. "Of course, as the saying goes, more work, more reward; less work, less reward. I'm working my butt off, so it's only natural that the reward is generous."
Chu Rufeng remained silent, his words seeming to make perfect sense.
Ye Xuan stopped talking and instead grabbed the storage ring to examine it.
More than 300 million low-grade spirit stones.
More than 80 million mid-grade spirit stones.
More than 12 million high-grade spirit stones.
In addition, there are several elixirs, spiritual herbs, martial arts techniques, and magical artifacts.
Ye Xuan was stunned when he saw these things.
The Lin Clan is truly wealthy; they're rolling in money.
Ye Xuan didn't stand on ceremony and took half of it, then gave the other half to Chu Rufeng: "Here, take these and distribute them to the others."
Chu Rufeng was startled. "Big brother, isn't this inappropriate?"
Ye Xuan said solemnly, "This is what you earned through your labor, it's what you deserve!"
Chu Rufeng immediately shut up, but was deeply moved.
Originally, if Chu Rufeng and his group hadn't come, Ye Xuan would definitely have returned to the Ancient Desolate Holy Land with Han Bingning, which would have been faster.
However, now that Chu Rufeng has arrived, Ye Xuan can no longer leave on his own.
He must first safely deliver these people to Chuzhou City before he can return to the Ancient Desolate Holy Land with peace of mind.
Chu Rufeng, beaming with joy, collected his earnings and scurried off to distribute them to the others. Only then did he turn to Ye Xuan and ask:
"Brother, should we go to the Carefree Holy Land? That's where the big shots live."