Chapter 100: I Am the One Who Will Take Your Filthy Life

Chapter 100: I Am the One Who Will Take Your Filthy Life

Shen Mo had already thoroughly examined the life panels of the three men he conversed with earlier.

Song Chaofeng had not gained any recent opportunities from betraying the Qingxuan Sect.

He could be temporarily placed on the trust list.

As for Liu Yuanfeng...

His earlier words were entirely deceitful.

While he claimed to act in the Qingxuan Sect's best interest, his true intention was to obtain the complete crystal refining technique.

[Recent Opportunity: One month later, he will sell the formulas for two types of hammers and embedding liquid to the Flying Frost Sect, earning one thousand high-grade spirit stones. On his way back to the Heavy Weapon Hall, he will pass through the Thorn Forest and be surrounded by a group of rogue cultivators at the Foundation Establishment stage, who call themselves the Poison Dragon Group. After killing the rogue cultivators, he will obtain three yellow-grade treasures, Dragon White Whiskers, among the spoils.]

"Dragon White Whiskers..."

Shen Mo shook his head.

He didn't know much about yellow-grade treasures.

It seemed like it was time to read more books and learn about these treasures.

However, since it was a yellow-grade treasure, it must be very valuable.

He couldn't let Liu Yuanfeng get it cheaply.

"The important treasures from the sect's treasury in the Heavy Weapon Hall have been moved to the Qingxuan Sect's mountain gate, and the martial techniques in the Sutra Pavilion have been taken, but many historical books and geographical records are still well-preserved. I should go and have a look."

After pondering for a moment, Shen Mo pushed the door open and headed straight for the Sutra Pavilion.

For the next five days, he immersed himself in the Sutra Pavilion, reading books without rest or sleep.

The stewards and disciples of the Heavy Weapon Hall were quite surprised.

Since becoming the vice hall master of the Heavy Weapon Hall, this young sect leader had acted strangely.

Instead of cultivating or overseeing the production of crystal spiritual artifacts, he spent all his time reading in the Sutra Pavilion?

Elder Li was also puzzled, but she loyally performed her duty, guarding the first floor of the Sutra Pavilion every day.

Song Chaofeng was equally diligent, supervising the production of crystal spiritual artifacts daily and keeping a close eye on Liu Yuanfeng, making the latter very uncomfortable.

After five days, Shen Mo closed the last book and let out a long breath.

Despite not sleeping, eating, or drinking for five days, he was not exhausted but instead looked more vibrant.

This was the benefit of being a Core Formation stage cultivator.

Foundation Establishment stage cultivators had not yet completely avoided the need for food and occasionally needed to consume mortal food.

But Core Formation stage cultivators could completely avoid eating.

Of course, it didn't mean they couldn't enjoy delicious food.

Eating was a major pleasure of life. One could choose not to eat, but if one wanted to, they could still enjoy it.

"Dragon White Whiskers, a yellow-grade treasure, mild and balanced in medicinal properties, almost non-toxic, is one of the best secret treasures for enhancing the Golden Core."

Shen Mo nodded slightly.

This item was perfect for him!

He immediately left the Sutra Pavilion, and on his way out, he greeted Elder Li on the first floor, saying he was going to the Thorn Forest to seek opportunities for breaking through to the Core Formation stage, which might take a few days.

Elder Li initially wanted to follow but was refused by Shen Mo, leaving her no choice but to relent.

However, she knew that Shen Mo had life-saving tricks up his sleeve. Unless he encountered a peak Core Formation stage cultivator, he could at least escape.

...

After leaving the Heavy Weapon Hall, Shen Mo confirmed that no one was following him and then flew swiftly towards the Thorn Forest.

The Heavy Weapon Hall was located on the eastern side of the Qingcang Mountain Range.

Heading north, one would reach the territory of the Flying Frost Sect.

However, the route did not pass through the Flying Frost Sect's mountain gate but rather through a city under its control.

At most, there were only some Foundation Establishment stage stewards there.

Shen Mo did not detour and flew directly over.

Before long, a vast forest appeared in front of him.

The forest looked lush and refreshing.

But from within came the occasional roars of tigers and apes, clearly indicating the presence of fierce beasts.

Shen Mo landed early and strode towards a small town outside the Thorn Forest.

As he walked, he put on a mask with a blue face and fangs, covering his face.

After all, this was a town under the control of the Flying Frost Sect.

If someone recognized him, it might cause unnecessary trouble.

After putting on the mask, Shen Mo cautiously glanced at his life panel to ensure there would be no unexpected events on this trip, only then did he relax.

He surveyed the area and found that it was no different from the small market outside the Fierce Tiger Forest.

People were loudly peddling their wares, chatting away, and groups were gathering to form teams to enter the Thorn Forest to hunt monsters.

However, the market outside the Fierce Tiger Forest was very small, with only street vendors and no buildings.

In contrast, this town was full of buildings.

Despite its small size, it had everything: taverns, tea houses, restaurants, inns, and even the Qingyi House.

Rogue cultivators had their own stalls rather than street vendors.

Additionally, disciples of the Flying Frost Sect patrolled the streets in teams, maintaining order.

After walking a few steps into the crowded area, Shen Mo suddenly heard two cultivators nearby discussing enthusiastically.

"...Did you taste that girl yesterday? She was amazing! Her skin was so smooth and tender, and she screamed so loudly!"

"Hehehe, of course I did. It was exhilarating!"

"Let's hunt some more high-quality ones today and invite Boss Poison Dragon along!"

Shen Mo frowned slightly.

Poison Dragon?

He must be the leader of the Poison Dragon Group.

He immediately looked at the life panels of the two men.

After reading them, his frown deepened.

From their conversation, he initially thought they had visited the Qingyi House.

But the life panels revealed that the "tasting" of "smooth and tender skin" was not metaphorical but literal.

They had eaten those ordinary mortals who couldn't resist cultivators.

Shen Mo showed a look of disgust and strode over, "Where is Poison Dragon?"

The two men were stunned and looked him up and down, "Who are you? What do you want with the boss?"

"To take his filthy life," Shen Mo said coldly.

The two men exchanged a glance and burst into laughter, ready to mock him.

Shen Mo slapped one of them.

Slap!

One man's head suddenly spun 360 degrees.

His neck twisted into a braid.

The other man's laughter stopped abruptly.

"Take me to Poison Dragon," Shen Mo said coldly.

"Y-yes, sir, please follow me," the man carefully lowered his head, nodding and bowing as he led the way.

Before long, Shen Mo found Poison Dragon in a residence.

No one was around, indicating this was the lair of the Poison Dragon Group.

Even the disciples of the Flying Frost Sect wouldn't come here to patrol without a reason.

At this moment, Poison Dragon had two scantily clad women in his arms, both with tear stains on their faces.

They had no trace of spiritual power, clearly ordinary mortals.

Beside Poison Dragon were six Foundation Establishment cultivators, all with fierce expressions.

"B-boss, this lord has s-something to discuss with you," the rogue cultivator who led Shen Mo stammered before running off.

Shen Mo flicked his finger, and a strand of spiritual power pierced the man's heart instantly.

Poison Dragon stopped his movements on the two mortal women.

He frowned, "Who dares to kill on my turf?"

Shen Mo, having read the life panels of Poison Dragon and every cultivator present, calmly spoke, "I am here to take your filthy life."

Poison Dragon's eyes sharpened, "Get him, kill him!"

He had not survived in the Thorn Forest for so long by luck.

He had a keen sense of danger.

His intuition told him that this masked man was terrifying and at least as powerful as him, a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator.

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