Trump Card Unleashes Its Might

To be safe, it looks like I'll have to use that Law Treasure fragment.

Having made up his mind, Shen Ge wasted no time. He summoned the Law Treasure fragment and sent it flying.

With a wailing whistle through the air, it destroyed the entire row of small fireballs in front of Shen Ge. Before the Daoist in the green robe could react, the sword-tip fragment had already pierced his skull.

"What a treasure!"

Shen Ge cried out, a little excited. He hadn't expected the thing to be so powerful.

But it wasn't without drawbacks. Using it once had consumed a third of the Spiritual Qi in Shen Ge's body.

"This is bad! Retreat!"

The other two had sharp eyes. Seeing the green-robed Daoist killed in a single blow, they turned and fled without the slightest hesitation.

Shen Ge raised a hand and pointed. The sword tip whistled after one of them and pierced his chest. Afraid the man might not have died from that alone, Shen Ge controlled his Law Artifact flying sword to deliver another strike to the man's head.

Hearing his companion scream behind him, the man in purple ran even faster, vanishing into the woods in a flash.

Shen Ge had intended to chase him down and wipe them all out, but when he saw that Lü Yang was close to his limit, he turned and went to support him.

The one-eyed boss's face darkened as he watched the flying sword coming to help. He exchanged a glance with the white-haired second brother, and the two ran off in different directions almost simultaneously.

After all, their opponent's treasure could kill with one blow, and they had nothing to defend themselves with. Knowing they would likely perish if they kept fighting, they had thought of retreat.

Seeing that his opponents wanted to run, Shen Ge wasn't about to let the matter rest. How could they ambush him whenever they pleased and run whenever they wanted? He had taken a beating for no reason, and he still hadn't vented his anger.

He raised a hand and pointed, sending both the sword tip and the flying sword after the white-haired man. After chasing him for about a li, Shen Ge finally sliced off his head with one strike beneath a peach tree.

Following behind him, Lü Yang saw how bent on killing Shen Ge was and unconsciously put the fan in his hand back into his Storage Bag, then tucked the Storage Bag into his crotch.

Shen Ge stepped forward and took the white-haired man's Storage Bag. Turning around, he noticed Lü Yang acting a little strangely and asked curiously, "Brother Lü, did you suffer internal injuries?"

Lü Yang hurriedly pulled his hand out, covered his mouth, and coughed a few times. "I was hurt a little, but luckily those two only had one low-grade Law Artifact between them. Otherwise, I couldn't have held out for so long."

"I have some pills refined from Five-Leaf Ginseng. Want some?" As he spoke, Shen Ge took a medicine bottle out of his Storage Bag and walked over.

Lü Yang hurriedly waved his hand. "No, no, it's just a minor injury. I'll be fine after a night's rest. There's no need to waste it."

"Five-Leaf Ginseng is a spirit medicine that strengthens the foundation and nourishes one's vitality. You should save it for when you make a breakthrough."

Seeing how hesitant he was, Shen Ge tossed the medicine bottle straight to him. "I'm giving it to you, so take it. It's not anything that great. It just takes a little time to find, that's all."

Lü Yang fumbled to catch the bottle and coughed. "In that case, many thanks, Brother Shen."

"But Brother Shen, we'd better hurry back. We haven't collected those two men's Storage Bags yet. We can't let someone else get them."

"Right. If you hadn't mentioned it, I'd nearly have forgotten." Shen Ge slapped his forehead and quickly ran back.

Watching Shen Ge's retreating figure, Lü Yang hesitated for a moment before following him.

Although being around someone who could take his life at any moment made him feel unsafe, Lü Yang still felt that Shen Ge didn't seem like the sort to do evil. With no grievance or grudge between them, he was unlikely to make a move against him.

Before long, Shen Ge retrieved the two Storage Bags. Fortunately, there weren't many people nearby, and both bags were still there.

Looking at Lü Yang behind him, Shen Ge didn't hesitate or look inside. He tossed one of the Storage Bags straight to him.

Lü Yang caught the Storage Bag, then tossed it back. "You killed them all, Brother Shen. How could I accept it?"

Shen Ge waved a hand, sending a gust of wind to blow the Storage Bag back to him. "What are you saying, Brother Lü? If you hadn't held those two off, I might have died here today, my body dead and my Dao extinguished. It's just one Storage Bag. Why the hell are you turning it down?"

Lü Yang looked at the Storage Bag back in his hands and sighed, a complicated expression on his face. "Then thank you, Brother Shen."

"Let's go. We should hurry to the market before more trouble comes along."

After confirming their direction, they traveled for about half an incense stick's time before a bank of white mist appeared ahead of them.

"Brother Shen, this should be the market's barrier formation. It looks like an illusion formation. We don't know how it works, so we'd better not force our way in."

"I happen to have a Sound Transmission Talisman. Let me tell the people inside, and they'll open a path for us." With that, Lü Yang reached into his crotch and pulled out a paper talisman.

Shen Ge stared at Lü Yang in astonishment. If he hadn't seen it wrong, that talisman had come from his crotch, hadn't it? Had he put his Storage Bag in there? Wouldn't it get in his dick's way?

"When that flies in, won't the person who receives it smell it?" Shen Ge asked at an inopportune moment.

At that, Lü Yang paused, his face growing slightly warm. Fortunately, he was thick-skinned enough. Without answering Shen Ge, he continued recording his message as though he hadn't heard him. Once he was done, he infused spiritual power into the paper talisman, and it turned into a paper bird that flew into the mist.

"Um... Brother Shen, we just have to wait a little."

"Seriously, are you used to it? Doesn't it feel uncomfortable?" Shen Ge muttered to himself, glancing at Lü Yang's crotch from time to time.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Lü Yang's face. To avoid further questions, he quickly turned the other way and pretended to admire the scenery.

They didn't have to wait long before the white mist ahead churned, and a winding path wide enough for one person soon appeared.

After they passed through the formation, the view opened up: exquisite buildings, a plaza paved with white jade, and unusual flowers and small trees dotted here and there. People in all sorts of peculiar clothing walked across the plaza.

Shen Ge nodded in satisfaction. That's more like it. Now this looks a little more like a place for cultivators.

"Well... Brother Shen, I'll take my leave first." Lü Yang cupped his fists.

Shen Ge instinctively glanced at his crotch, then immediately caught himself and nodded. "Well... Brother Lü Yang, go right ahead. I'm going to look around too."

After they parted, Shen Ge followed the flow of people to the nearest trading area.

Before long, cultivators with ground stalls appeared along both sides of the road. They sold all kinds of things, but most were low-grade goods.

After all, this was only a small market. Foundation Establishment cultivators rarely came here, so how could there be high-grade goods?

Shen Ge swept his gaze over the stalls, looking with interest and weighing the prices of the goods.

"Friend, take a look! An intermediate Fire Dragon Talisman, only ten Spirit Stones! It's definitely worth more than the price!" someone called out to Shen Ge.