Chapter 46
"Yes, exactly. I'm looking to kill some Mad Lion Hunting Group members!" Xiang Shaoyun yelled and started approaching the person. The person was already scared out of his wits, and he directly turned to flee. Unfortunately, his speed was incomparable to Xiang Shaoyun's. Xiang Shaoyun soon caught up with him and slashed with his Golden Wolf Sword.
The golden sword energy trailed across the air before landing on the person's back, killing him then and there. After killing him, Xiang Shaoyun glanced at Little White only to see that Little White had turned large again and that his opponent was already mauled to death. As for his opponent's mount, it had been scared off with its tail between its legs.
Little White turned back to his miniature form before he ran back to Xiang Shaoyun and started meowing flatteringly. Xiang Shaoyun rubbed Little White's head and said, "We can't stay here any longer. Let's gather our loot and leave."
Shortly after, Xiang Shaoyun was done gathering his spoils of war from all four corpses. Apart from some weapons, he had also gotten several parcels. These were the parcels containing the group's harvest in the Hundred Beast Mountain Range.
Xiang Shaoyun opened a random parcel, and joy immediately filled his face. "These are all demonic beast materials and some old medicines of differing ages. Wow, there are quite a lot of them. When I return to the Martial Hall Palace, I will be able to get a lot of points from these."
However, Xiang Shaoyun was distressed to find that all these materials gathered would form a very large luggage. It would be very inconvenient to carry such a big luggage around. Moreover, he would look extremely eye-catching doing so. What should he do now?
After pondering for a bit, Xiang Shaoyun muttered, "Should I try stowing them into that single drop I formed and see how it goes?"
At that thought, Xiang Shaoyun sent his senses into the drop of astral liquid within him before glancing at the pile of materials before him. He said, "Come!"
The astral cosmos sea was able to store all things except living beings.
The drop of astral liquid within Xiang Shaoyun, which was smaller than a finger, started s.h.i.+ning. Instantly, an odd power formed a connection with Xiang Shaoyun. He could vaguely sense the existence of a certain s.p.a.ce, a s.p.a.ce that was trying to absorb the pile of materials. Alas, the s.p.a.ce failed in its task.
"s.h.i.+t! The s.p.a.ce is only the size of a fist? What the h.e.l.l is this?" Xiang Shaoyun was madly furious when he sensed the storage s.p.a.ce within that drop of astral liquid. To be precise, at its current form, the drop of liquid could already be called an astral cosmos sea.
Unfortunately, this astral cosmos sea only had the storage s.p.a.ce the size of a fist. Even storing just a stalk of medicine would be somewhat difficult, let alone
But no matter what, Xiang Shaoyun had still successfully created an early form of the astral cosmos sea. It was worth noting that even a Transformation Realm expert might not necessarily be able to create an astral cosmos sea with storage s.p.a.ce as large as an entire world. Generally, only those at higher cultivation levels were capable of that.
Xiang Shaoyun was merely a first-stage Astral Realm cultivator. Forming an astral cosmos sea with the storage s.p.a.ce the size of a fist was already an extraordinary achievement. As he grew in strength, the storage s.p.a.ce would naturally expand.
At that thought, Xiang Shaoyun's mood improved. He directly poured out all the materials and picked out the old medicines and some healing pills from the pile. He also picked out the more valuable demonic beast materials, and finally, after keeping the tier-2 saber and the tier-2 spear, he discarded everything else.
Sure, Xiang Shaoyun could earn a considerable number of points or gold coins with these materials, but there were too many of them, and they would only slow him down. He was a great young master who did not care too much about these materials. When he grew stronger in the future, he could get as many of these materials as he wanted.
If someone else saw how little Xiang Shaoyun cared for all these materials and the two other weapons he had discarded, they would most likely curse Xiang Shaoyun for being a wastrel.
After Xiang Shaoyun was done dealing with his loot, he glanced at Little White and said, "Little White, don't keep staying on me like that. Come on, grow large and let me ride you around for a bit. I'm dead tired."
He had truly exhausted a lot of his energy from the battle earlier.
"Meow!"
Little White protested, but unfortunately, Xiang Shaoyun completely ignored the protest. Thus, Little White could only helplessly grow larger. His body was as tall as half a grown adult when standing on four limbs, giving him a rather heroic look, and the "King" written on his head gave off a tyrannical aura.
Xiang Shaoyun picked up his bag and hopped onto Little White. He said, "Let's go!"
At Xiang Shaoyun's command, Little White sped off in the direction of the Hundred Beast Mountain Range's outskirts. Three days later, they arrived outside the Hundred Beast Mountain Range.
"Finally, I'm out. Haha!" Xiang Shaoyun roared with laughter in his excitement. He had encountered many dangers during this trip, had learned about how cruel this world was, and had grown stronger in the process. If anyone dared to make a move against him, he would return the favor with ten times the ferocity.
Riding Little White, Xiang Shaoyun resumed his journey back to Wu Town.
"I wonder if the people from Wu Clan are still waiting for me. If they are, things will get rather troublesome," Xiang Shaoyun muttered to himself. But shortly after, he continued, "I believe they won't be there waiting anymore. It has been quite a while. I just need to keep a low profile and everything will be fine when I'm back at Martial Hall Palace."
With Little White acting as his mount, Wu Town was already within view before the sky turned dark. There, Xiang Shaoyun told Little White to turn small again. Carrying Little White, he carefully headed toward Wu Town.
The Wu Clan was the local tyrant of Wu Town. They had numerous informants everywhere, and Xiang Shaoyun had to tread carefully. However, right after he stepped foot in Wu Town, he sensed that someone was observing him. He thought to himself, Are they still waiting for me?
Sure enough, as he was heading toward the Martial Hall Palace, a group of people rushed out from several different directions and headed straight at him.
"b.a.s.t.a.r.ds!" Xiang Shaoyun cursed and immediately pulled back from them. However, the newcomers were very powerful, with late-stage Astral Realm cultivators among them. Xiang Shaoyun stood no chance of escaping.
"Surrender or you shall suffer," said the leader of the group as he sent a kick at Xiang Shaoyun. Before Xiang Shaoyun and Little White could even react, the kick sent them flying. Xiang Shaoyun was in quite a sorry state currently.
"Wu Clan, if you dare touch even a hair of mine, my Senior Brother Zi Changhe will spare none of you!" Xiang Shaoyun had no choice but to bring Zi Changhe's name out.
"Not even the palace master of Martial Hall Palace will be able to save you today!" the leader replied before sending another kick at Xiang Shaoyun. He planned to kick Xiang Shaoyun unconscious then and there.
Swis.h.!.+
The kick contained quite a strength behind it, directly causing Xiang Shaoyun to start coughing blood. The enemy was at least a sixth- or seventh-stage Astral Realm cultivator.
"Meow!"
Little White yelled before pouncing the person, trying to land a bite.
"Where did this little animal come from? p.i.s.s off!" the person bellowed and slapped Little White away.
"Take him with us," the person then commanded the people around him.
"You are courting death!" a voice suddenly rumbled like a thunderclap. From the intersection of the street, a person riding an elder wolf rushed over. At the same time, spear energy shot forth like a lightning bolt.
Swis.h.!.+
Before the Astral Realm cultivator stepping on Xiang Shaoyun could react, the spear pierced his body. He died with his eyes wide open in indignation.
"You dare to lay hands on the junior brother of I, Purple Lightning Marquis? You are courting death!" bellowed the figure seated on the elder wolf with his back straight.