Chapter 25: Making a Fortune in Murder and Silence

  Wang Qian was so ferocious, almost invincible, jumping and flying around, comparable to the ancient barbarians. This sudden move caught everyone off guard, and neither Zhou Qing nor Wang Hai could have imagined that Wang Qian would be so daring as to take it to this extent. Even when Wang Hai used his authority to pressure them earlier, it was just a tactic to make Zhou Qing and his group retreat in defeat and follow his orders. As for resorting to violence, that was the last resort, only to be used when all else failed. Who would have thought that Wang Qian would be so ruthless, with a complete disregard for consequences, directly taking action?

  "Hmph, this Wang Hai, clearly saw that Zhou Shixiong and the others had consumed a huge amount of energy and were short of breath, which is why he dared to be so arrogant here. But how did you think that I, Wang Qian, was weak? And as for the Blood Dan on your bodies, I also have my sights set on it. First, I'll kill you, then I'll wipe out everyone who followed you, and in the end, we'll see who gets to take what they want?"

  Wang Qian was thinking in his heart at the moment he struck, simply wanting to kill Wang Hai and take everything from him, but that wasn't all - he also wanted to silence a dozen or so Qingyunmen disciples, his cruelty reaching an extreme.

  How fast was he? Lightning, wind and thunder were not enough to describe it. This time, he once again disregarded the consumption and displayed a speed that broke through sound. In an instant, he applied the bitter sea intent he had gained from the Bitter Sea Seal, his entire person like a mountain collapse and tsunami, with a whistling air wave forming a long dragon. The previous moment, he was still dozens of meters away from Wang Hai, but in the blink of an eye, his shadow had already appeared in front of Wang Hai.

  At this time, Wang Hai's body had not yet reacted, but his mind transmitted a feeling of extreme danger and extinction, as if he was about to die at any moment, without the slightest sign of life.

  "What's going on? How did a huge ocean suddenly appear in this underworld and try to crash me to death, drown me?"

  A thought flashed through Wang Hai's mind, and then everything went black in front of him. A huge cyan light shadow covered his entire field of vision, and he became blind, unable to see anything. His ears were filled with the sound of wind whistling, waves crashing, and he couldn't hear anything either.

  Wang Qian's sudden outburst was truly a ruthless and merciless strike that left no room for escape.

  Collapse!

  Wang Hai's entire body was crushed by the giant seal, smashed into a pile of minced meat, blood and flesh scattered all over the ground, still twitching non-stop. This was his physical nervous system's natural reaction, but he had long been dead.

  Congenital boundary cultivators, their souls have not yet condensed into a substantial form. Once the physical body dies, the soul also perishes and does not exist for even a moment like those in the foundation-building boundary. Compared to the great cultivators of the prenatal boundary who can seize a new shell and be reborn, they are vastly inferior by tens of thousands of miles.

  So Wang Hai died and was beaten to death by Wang Qian in one move, his body turned into fragments, without any chance of survival.

  In an instant, Zhou Qing's heart was still suffocating with frustration, wanting to strike but feeling uncertain about the outcome. Not striking would be unbearable, especially when he had the rare and precious Youming Blood Dan on him. But in the next instant, Wang Qian staged a thrilling performance right before his eyes, turning the tables and killing Wang Hai in the blink of an eye.

  The scene was bloody and gruesome, both sides were stunned, no one could react.

  But Wang Gan was very clear-headed at this time and had a detailed plan.

  He would have killed Wang Hai with one blow, and then he would have let out a loud roar.

  "Senior brother, what are you waiting for? Wipe out all these people, don't leave a single one alive!"

  He shouted, without looking back, like a dragon crossing the river, a tiger entering a flock of sheep. His whole body turned into a green shadow, wandering among the remaining dozen or so people. In the midst of the thunderous explosions, two or three people were blown up with just one breath. The flying corpses finally brought Zhou Qing back to his senses, and the people beside him, including Wang Dao, also snapped out of their daze.

  They all knew that from now on, no one could turn back. Since Wang Qian had already made the first move, they could only follow suit and make fifteen. At this point, as long as one of the remaining people escaped, the fate of the rest would be tragic to death.

  In an instant, Wang Qian violently killed, and before anyone could react, seven or eight people had already died at his hands. These people were all stunned, unable to even raise their hands in time, and were blown up by his violent strength, dying a death that couldn't be any more dead.

  When Wang Hai's followers came back to their senses, Zhou Qing and his six men had already made their move.

  What is destroying the withered and rotten, what is iron riding across, under Wang Qian's leadership, they are doing such a thing now.

  One after another mournful cry, plea for mercy, only to be met with the cold gleam of swords, or the tyrannical divine power that can cause landslides and mountains to collapse. Or else, a mountain of earth would come crashing down, along with silver hooks and iron chains, devoid of any emotion, utterly ruthless.

  Finally, including Wang Hai, all of them died out.

  "Could it be that all of these fellow disciples were killed by us?"

  Huang Zheng just now killed four people with a big move, only to feel that the true yuan was overwhelming, and several large yellow earth-colored seals were smashed to death, at least four or five people. It wasn't until after the killing was done that he reacted and realized what he had just done.

  "It's as if we had a big fight and killed each other off!"

  Wang Dao was usually reticent and didn't say much, now he was muttering to himself with a distracted expression.

  Zhou Qing suddenly came to her senses and saw Wang Qian rummaging through the deceased's body like a greedy miser.

  He caught up with a few quick steps, fell silent for a moment, and finally let out a sigh.

  "Junior brother, you've gotten us into big trouble this time! We've killed so many of our own sect members, sigh!"

  "Big brother, what's with this attitude? As a cultivator, where did you get so many sighs from? Do you think you're a poet? If you were going to kill, then just do it. What's the use of regretting now? Come and see, let's take care of this matter. The things that belong to Wang Hai and those people are all ours. We'll bring them back to the sect and complete our mission. Think about how much contribution we can get from this! These are all wealth, and in the future, elixirs, spirit stones, and martial arts techniques will be at our fingertips."

  Wang Qian didn't feel anything, killing people? At first, he joined the Zhao Wu Empire's army to temper himself, and on the Qingxue Pass, he didn't know how many soldiers of the Xueye Empire he killed. Even the Star Cloud Sect's Xingyun Gongzi was killed by him. Not to mention when he just arrived at the Tianyuan Continent, he killed six or seven disciples of the Tianyuan Sect in one breath, including a noble and wealthy guy who had no worries about debts, no bites from lice, and was very content.

  This mentality has completely bid farewell to the small person identity on earth at the beginning.

  Zhou Qing smiled wryly, he couldn't think of how his normally gentle junior brother could suddenly become so ruthless and cruel, but it was pointless to consider these things now.

  He was originally a congenitally great and perfect cultivator, his heart knot untied, and his attention immediately focused on the corpses of Wang Hai and others.

  Others were the same, and after a daze, they all joined the search team. Wang Qian watched with his own eyes and felt a sense of emotion in his heart.

  "Are these people also being led astray by me? But it's better this way, everyone gets rich together, and this matter will never be leaked out."

  He calculated clearly in his heart, as soon as he made a move, killing Wang Hai, this is to capture the thief first, then Zhou Qing and others will inevitably take action to kill the remaining disciples. Now everyone has stained the blood of their fellow students, naturally forming a small group. As long as there are no major changes, the relationship must be very close.

  Things turned out to be just as he had thought, and Wang Hai's group was indeed powerful in numbers. They had been to the depths of the underworld for a longer period than them, and they had a lot of good stuff on them. Apart from the Underworld Blood Dan earlier, there were many other materials, such as the fangs of the Underworld Blood Wolf, the scales of the Azure Traveling Snake, the skin of the Dark Shadow Leopard, and so on. Although each one was not impressive individually, they made up for it in quantity. After calculating, they found that just from Wang Hai's group alone, they had already obtained around 5000 contribution points worth of stuff. Adding the remaining Underworld Blood Dan from earlier, as well as what they had gotten from their own infighting, they now had a total of around 8000 contribution points.

  Wang Qian now has a way to make up for the contribution points, so he and Zhou Qing discussed it and brought over all the Youming Blood Dan to offset his own share of contribution points. In this way, when they returned to their sect, as long as they handed in various materials, the remaining six people would each have more than 1,000 contribution points, and everyone was overjoyed.

  In less than three days, they earned over 1,000 contribution points. This speed was so fast that even they themselves did not expect it, and none of the seven people were injured. To know that in Qingyunmen, the value of one contribution point is almost enough to exchange for a real yuan pill, which is already a very hard currency, how can they not be happy?

  "Fellow seniors, there's a saying that goes 'a person can't get rich without ill-gotten wealth, and a horse can't get fat without midnight grass.' Now that we're working on this big case together, the gains may not be small, but what's more important is that this matter mustn't be known to our sect. Even though we had no choice, after all, killing so many of our own sect members... if those people from the Law Enforcement Hall find out, I don't need to say what the consequences will be, you all know."

  Wang Qian began to work on the ideology of several others.

  "Alright, this kind of thing must never be leaked out. If it is, we'll all end up with no place to rest our bones. I think everyone should take a heavenly oath, so that in the future, when we're among fellow disciples, we can watch each other's backs and even achieve eternal life!"

  Zhou Qing was just lamenting earlier, but after resolving his emotional knot, he started thinking about how to make amends.

  Everyone had no opinion, and Wang Qian also made the Heavenly Dao oath together. This was almost a sure thing, after all, only some inner door disciples died, and the sect would not make a big fuss about these things, nor would they suspect that they were killed by the same hands as other fellow disciples who died during this period.

  As soon as this oath was sworn, Wang Gan felt that the relationship between his seven people had become unprecedentedly close, almost catching up with that of biological brothers.

  This is exactly what he would like to see, after all, Wang Qian is almost the biggest traitor and spy of Qingyunmen, his zombie identity must not be exposed at this stage.

  "Haha, this is great! We've only been out for a few days and everyone already has over 1000 contribution points in hand. It's really satisfying. I think we should set a goal for ourselves - this time, we shouldn't stop until each of us gets at least 5000 contribution points!"

  Huang Zheng was originally the most lively, and now he has made a shocking and earth-shattering case of killing his fellow disciples, reaping huge benefits. Now he is even more spirited and ambitious, setting his sights on the huge number of 5000 contribution points.

  Others may not be as arrogant as him, but each and every one of them has a gleam in their eyes, apparently quite motivated.

  "Alright, these endless demonic creatures are our capital for rising up. Let's earn as many contribution points as possible and exchange them for cultivation resources when we return to the sect. Everyone, strive to advance your cultivation by one level!"

  Zhou Qing had long yearned for the foundation-building boundary, and now he thoroughly opened up his heart.

  The plan has been decided, and they naturally begin to take action. They are all in high spirits, each thinking about making a lot of money to improve their cultivation and make great strides towards the path of longevity.