Chapter 8 - Killing a Higher-Ranked Cultivator (I)
After coming out of the cave, he began to follow a particular footstep that he saw on the river of yellow sand hiding the brown ground.
His intention now was to follow this particular footstep till he got to a place like a village or town where he could ask for directions from people to return to the Great Dragon-Elephant sect.
After following that footstep for hours using his sharp eyes that could see traces of that footstep on the sand, despite the currents of wind that constantly blew in that place and heavily reduced the clearness of the footstep, he finally came across a certain number of people that were heading to other parts of this region.
'Finally. Some people.' Sun Kang said inwardly.
While the people that saw him, who were actually common mortals, immediately became alert. And this was solely because they could see dried blood all over the uniform that he wore, which was also ripped here and there to reveal many areas of his skin that however seemed uninjured.
"No need to be so cautious before me, I am not going to hurt you. The blood on me is not mine. It's that of a beast that I fought and killed."
"As you can see, there are no wounds on my body. So, try to relax. I only want to ask you some questions and I will immediately be on my way." Sun Kang said with a radiant smile in his face, trying his best to assure them that he wasn't one of those brutal disciples of some sects that took joy and pleasure in oppressing or killing innocent mortals.
Seeing how jovial and accommodating Sun Kang was, the oldest person in this group of five people, asked respectfully and fearfully, "What do you want from us?"
"Nothing much. Just give me the direction to the Great Dragon-Elephant sect." Sun Kang replied with that radiant smile still in his face.
"Okay." That person said with great surprise in his eyes, as he couldn't fathom the reason why Sun Kang who had the uniform of the Great Dragon-Elephant sect on him, actually didn't know the directions back to the sect.
His colleagues too were just as surprised, but they tried to keep their calmness, or they might upset Sun Kang with their curious gazes.
"You can't actually return to the Great Dragon-Elephant sect by foot. It's really far away from here. You will need to enter a carriage that will take you there." That person said.
"Really? Hmm." Sun Kang said with his brows furrowed.
Knowing that he didn't have any money on him, as he couldn't find any storage bag or pouch on the body that his soul had fused with, he looked at the people in front of him and asked rather shamelessly, "Can anyone of you spare me some money to return to the sect? I really don't have any money on me. But I promise to return this favor to everyone of you in the nearest future."
"However, if you don't have, I will understand and let you be."
The people in front of Sun Kang were totally astounded when he said that.
However, without wasting time, they began to take out heaps of bronze coins from their storage bags which they politely handed over to Sun Kang who smiled at them. While the oldest person in that group directly handed his storage bag to Sun Kang to allow him store the coins that he was given into it.
"Thank you." Sun Kang said with an impressed nod of his head.
He then said further, "I guess I must have emptied all your bags with my request, but I genuinely promise to return this favor back to you."
With that, Sun Kang turned around to leave where he was.
Actually, because of his fear and horror for the Clouds of Divine Punishment which will seek to totally annihilate him, Sun Kang couldn't try to access the vast storage space that he opened up in a region of his soul when he first entered the Void Law King cultivation stage, or if he did so and a soul power of the slightest fluctuation leaked out and caused deaths to a large population of mortals and many weak cultivators, then he would be doomed.
But it was in that soul-based storage dimension that the shocking, astronomically-sized wealths and huge numbers of treasures of many top-tier ancient experts that he gathered in the past were stored, including the exceedingly dreadful 'Immortals and Demons Infinite Slaughter Sword' that belonged to the sovereign expert who created the Unparalleled Nine Firmaments Severance Sword Art.
Furthermore, even the immense wealth and massive amounts of treasures that he had gradually amassed when he was still in his own body, was also stored securely inside this infinitely-large storing space.
The day Sun Kang is able to control his currently unstable soul due to the sudden, drastic drop in his soul cultivation level, and then pry open just a small segment of that space to withdraw only a tiny bit of his greatly dumbfounding wealth, he will become dozens of times wealthier than the City Overlord and all the Sect Masters combined.
"Brother, why is that disciple's tattered uniform stained entirely with dried blood but doesn't have even the slightest injury on his body?" One of the people in that group asked with a curious gaze in his eyes as he looked at Sun Kang who walked proudly into the distance.
"That's very much none of our business. Come on, let's go." The oldest male in that group said dismissively and began to walk to their targeted destination, while others immediately kept quiet and followed behind him.
Sun Kang who had slayed many powerful cultivators at his Ancestral Law God stage in the past, including intelligent and powerful cultivation beasts that possessed tyrannical physical strength and amazing body durability, and then large hordes of bizarre demonical beings that invaded his home planet with the surprising ability to endlessly siphon away soul energy, blood and vitality from anyone that they came into contact with, couldn't be bothered in anyway about the dried blood on him.
He wasn't even irritated in the slightest by the waning stench of blood that wafted into his nostrils as the wind blew past him. It was like he was totally oblivious to the ferric smell that exuded from the blood and impacted his nose every now and then. Furthermore, he really couldn't be bothered about washing off the dried blood on his face, as that was the least thing that he would like to do since he wanted to get to the Great Dragon-Elephant Sect fast.
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Elders of the sect should have come looking for Sun Kang, or precisely, the original owner of the body that Sun Kang's soul had fused with, but as an Outer Court Disciple of the sect, one of tens of thousands that cultivated at the sect, he wasn't that important in their eyes.
The only time an Outer Court Disciple could become important in the eyes of the Outer Court Elders, is when he or she displayed some high level of talent that will greatly amaze them.
But unfortunately, the previous owner of this body that Sun Kang's soul had taken over, didn't show such kind of talent when he was still alive, therefore rendering him insignificant and unworthy in the eyes of the elders of the sect. They didn't even know of his existence.
After walking tirelessly for a few hours more, he finally arrived at a place in Prosper City where he could take a carriage that will convey him down to the Great Dragon-Elephant sect.
Ignoring all kinds of gazes that landed on him, he made his way to a particular garage where he would enter a carriage.
But then, he suddenly heard a deep masculine voice that seemed to be mocking his identity as a disciple of the Great Dragon-Elephant sect.
Totally ignoring the voice that was targeting him, the voice rang out again, and this time, sounding really furious, "Bastard, how dare you ignore me?! Are you tired of living? I hope you understand that there are no elders here with you? I could kill you and no one will come forward to avenge your inconsequential death, you dumb puny fool."
Sun Kang heard this and stopped walking towards a carriage. And with a lethal smile appearing in his face, he looked straight towards the place that the voice was coming from and saw a large, burly male cultivator.
'Hmm. Fifth-layer, Common Law warrior stage.' Sun Kang said within himself. However, there was no look of fear or dread on his face, as he was someone who loved challenges.