Desolate Devouring Art

Chapter 362 - Bunch of Cowards

Everyone was baffled to see Liu Wuxie lowering the booklet.

"He's done looking?" It would be impressive if Liu Wuxie could see ten-odd items in one minute, but Liu Wuxie flipped through the entire thick booklet rapidly.

"He's not in his right mind. Does he think he's genius, or is he showing off just because he found an interspatial pouch filled with abyssal devils' heads?" Some couldn't hold back and felt that Liu Wuxie was too pretentious.

"Let's wait and see how he embarrasses himself. Don't tell me he will exchange all the points into spirit stones!" A burst of laughter erupted from the crowd.

They were correct in their assumption, as Liu Wuxie was indeed in urgent need of spirit stones. Despite having over a million spirit stones, he had spent more than three hundred thousand to reach the eighth level of the True Core Realm.

This meant he would need five to six hundred thousand spirit stones for his next breakthrough, let alone reaching the Heavenly Dipper Realm.

"Exchange five thousand points for spirit stones," Liu Wuxie instructed. With one point equating to a hundred spirit stones, he spent five thousand points to receive five hundred thousand spirit stones.

Ordinary outer disciples could only obtain ten-odd points at best, barely enough for them to exchange for a few hundred spirit stones. As for the remaining points, they were usually exchanged for other items.

Most outer disciples had only a few thousand spirit stones at best, with few possessing more than ten thousand. Liu Wuxie had already observed this during his time in the Book Collection Hall.

The deacon soon took out an interspatial pouch with five hundred thousand spirit stones. When Liu Wuxie opened it, dense spiritual energy wafted out and filled the entire Mission Hall.

Liu Wuxie took the interspatial pouch and still had over ten thousand points left.

"Give me a pen and paper. I'll list the things I want!" Reporting each item was too troublesome, and Liu Wuxie had already memorized all the items and the required points.

A large piece of paper was soon placed before Liu Wuxie.

Picking up the pen, Liu Wuxie paused briefly before writing down the list. Initially, the two deacons were disdainful, believing Liu Wuxie couldn't possibly memorize all the items so quickly.

For example, there weren't any high-grade spirit stones or seventh-grade pills for exchange in the outer sect. This meant Liu Wuxie could only write down items from the booklet, and he had to become an elite disciple if he wanted to exchange for high-grade spirit stones and seventh-grade pills.

Spirit stones were categorized into four grades: low, mid, high, and supreme. In the mundane world, low-grade spirit stones were primarily used. Mid-grade and high-grade spirit stones were more valuable, but the supreme-grade stones were the most precious of all. It was rumored that a single supreme-grade spirit stone could be exchanged for millions of high-grade spirit stones, highlighting its immense value.

The difference in value between the various grades of spirit stones couldn't be quantified simply by numbers. A supreme-grade spirit stone contained extremely pure energy that mid and high-grade spirit stones lacked, making its worth incomparable.

Fifteen minutes later, Liu Wuxie placed the pen on the table and handed the list to the two deacons.

The two deacons exchanged a glance and were deeply shocked. Liu Wuxie had only written down over a hundred items, which were easy to find. But they found it unbelievable that the booklet listed the items.

"Did you memorize everything in the booklet?" one deacon asked, his face etched with shock. Over ten thousand items were listed in the booklet, and even they couldn't remember them all. They couldn't fathom how Liu Wuxie had memorized them all in just one minute.

"Is that important?" Liu Wuxie asked with a smile. He didn't provide any explanation, nor was there a need. He only wanted to exchange the items and find a cultivation chamber to go into seclusion.

His goal was to reach the ninth level of the True Core Realm and make preparation for the competition.

After all, he would receive better treatment if he could enter the inner sect.

The deacon smiled bitterly and no longer asked any further questions.

"There are many items on this list; it will take us about an hour to gather them," said the deacons before heading into the warehouse to retrieve the items Liu Wuxie had listed. As soon as the deacons departed, the Mission Hall erupted into chaos.

"He's a priority student? That means the points he received will be doubled...that means seventy-six thousand points. I'm afraid even the top-tier inner disciples don't have so many points."

All the disciples began to look at Liu Wuxie with ill intentions and greed.

"Junior brother, I'm short on points. Can you lend me one thousand points?" A seventh-level True Core Realm disciple approached Liu Wuxie with a fawning expression.

After all, Liu Wuxie's medal contained twenty thousand points, and this naturally made everyone envious. It wasn't unusual to borrow points in the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion, and it was common across the ten major sects.

Then again, only those with a close relationship could lend points to each other. Liu Wuxie didn't even know this person, let alone have any relationship with him.

"Damn it! Zhang Liang got one step ahead, that cunning bastard!" Many were regretful, having missed the chance to ask first and let Zhang Liang take the lead.

"I would borrow more if I were him. That brat is only in the sixth level of the True Core Realm, and he can't protect so many points." Many people were eager to take a share of Liu Wuxie's points.

"What if I refuse?" Liu Wuxie looked at Zhang Liang with a smile. This person was courting death, and he could make an example out of this person.

"Brat, I live in the upper region. I'm doing you a favor by asking to borrow points from you." As long as you're willing to lend me one thousand points, I'll look after you in the outer sect from now on." Zhang Liang was shameless and looked confident.

The upper region had always looked down on the mid and lower regions, fostering a sense of superiority in Zhang Ling.

"Should I thank you?" Liu Wuxie smiled mockingly, his eyes turning cold.

More people began gathering from the surroundings, fearing they might miss out on a share of the points.

"Liu Wuxie, stop resisting and hand over your points." A familiar voice sounded, coming from Lin Mingxu and Gongsun Zhen. They were genuinely relentless.

Over the past month, they had relied on their talent and hard work to reach the eighth level of the True Core Realm. They were born in the cultivation world and had favorable circumstances.

After entering the Heavenly Treasure Pavilion, it wasn't surprising that their cultivation would undergo an explosive period. But after this period, their cultivation speed returned to normal.

"That's right. Hand over your points. You don't deserve so many points as someone from the mundane world." More people began to join in, wanting to devour Liu Wuxie's points.

Looking at these ugly faces, the smile on Liu Wuxie's face grew brighter.

"That will depend on how capable you people are!" A powerful aura swept out from Liu Wuxie.

Zhang Liang bore the brunt as he was the closest. When the powerful aura swept through him, it forced him to take a few steps back, naturally making him furious.

"Liu Wuxie, you're courting death!" Zhang Liang had learned Liu Wuxie's name from Lin Mingxu, and he reached out for the latter's throat. He couldn't be bothered with words anymore since it didn't work.

"You're the one who will die!" Liu Wuxie knew these people wouldn't give up if he didn't kill a few.

Zhang Liang was fast, but Liu Wuxie was faster. His palm was like a sword that reached Zhang Liang's chest. Someone who was merely in the seventh level of the True Core Realm dared to act with such arrogance before him?! That was no different from courting death.

With a loud booming sound, Zhang Liang's hand froze in mid-air as he flew out with his chest struck by Liu Wuxie. The sounds of bones cracking could be heard echoing in the Mission Hall.

Everyone was in disbelief because Zhang Liang was sent flying even when he had taken the initiative in the fight.

Blood splashed on the ground as Zhang Liang lay on the ground. He was barely breathing, and he was on the verge of death.

"Since you tried to rob me of my points, the sect won't hold me accountable even if I kill you according to the rules," Liu Wuxie said coldly.

The sect permitted private fights without interference unless they resulted in death. Since Zhang Liang attempted to rob Liu Wuxie, killing him was deemed self-defense and did not breach the rules.

After hearing what Liu Wuxie said, Zhang Liang was furious and spat out another mouthful of blood. His face became pale because Liu Wuxie had injected a trace of abyssal energy into his heart pulse to erode him to death slowly. He wouldn't die immediately, but he would be dead within three days.

The Mission Hall fell silent, with the sudden events catching everyone off guard. Was Liu Wuxie just in the sixth level of the True Core Realm, where even Zhang Liang was sent flying with one strike?

No one could find out because the disciples with lower cultivation didn't dare to provoke Liu Wuxie. They wouldn't mind instigating, but none dared to confront Liu Wuxie directly.

Luo Qiu's expression turned ominously grim. Despite being in the Heavenly Dipper Realm, he hadn't witnessed Liu Wuxie's swift retaliation earlier. The speed of the events left him questioning whether Liu Wuxie was merely at the sixth level of the True Core Realm.

Lin Mingxu's gaze grew even colder, fueled by resentment towards Liu Wuxie's status as a priority disciple, which remained a constant source of bitterness in their hearts.

He had obtained close to two hundred points with Gongsun Zhen, and if he had been a priority disciple, he could've obtained four hundred.

They exchanged a glance and halted their footsteps. Aware of their slim chances against Liu Wuxie, who had sent Zhang Liang flying with a single palm, they hesitated to take the risk.

"Anyone else?" Liu Wuxie had achieved his goal of intimidating everyone after sending Zhang Liang flying away, and even Luo Qiu kept silent.

Even if Luo Qiu wanted to attack, he would find a place where there were fewer people around.

No one dared to take a step forward, albeit to the dense murderous intent in their eyes.

"Cowards!" Liu Wuxie said, successfully enraging everyone into gritting their teeth.

"Liu Wuxie, how dare you call us cowards!" A disciple in the eighth level of the True Core Realm stepped forward, unleashing an even more powerful aura than Zhang Liang.

"It's Senior Brother Wang Tie. He finally made a move!" Cheers of excitement came from the surroundings.

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