"Master!"
At this moment, Uncle Qin, who had crashed into the wall, came out again with a long sword in his hand. However, he saw the scene of Zhao Jing's body being pierced and suddenly screamed.
"Humph!"
Zhao Jing snorted and said, "Wu Tong, do you really think that I am no threat to you?"
After saying that, Zhao Jing flipped his hand. Unknowingly, a small knife appeared in his hand.
Enduring the pain in his chest, he poured in his inner force and a powerful force surged.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
A total of five small sabers tore through the sky and shot out at a shocking speed.
"Sure enough, as expected."
Ziyue thought in his heart, but there was not the slightest panic on his face. Under the surge of spiritual force, a light flashed on the small black shield.
Because it was a blind shot, Zhao Jing could not detect the position of Ziyue's combat power. Therefore, only one of the five small knives really shot in front of Ziyue.
Puff!
With a loud sound, the flying knife was like a heavy hammer, fiercely hitting the Spirit Light Shield. In an instant, the Spirit Light Shield was shattered. However, when the flying knife hit the second layer of the defensive magic artifact, it only trembled slightly and fell from the light of the round shield, losing its power.
"There …"
Zhao Jing's face moved and a light burst out from his eyes. Unknowingly, another small knife appeared in his hand.
"Be careful!"
Just as Zhao Jing was about to make another move, he heard Uncle Qin next to him let out a shout. Then, he suddenly felt a chill at the back of his head. When he wanted to react, it was already too late.
Puff!
A small sword directly pierced through the back of his head.
Zhao Jing was almost dead in an instant.
"Master …"
Butler Qin's eyes widened in anger, but in front of the Azure Light Sword, which was as fast as flowing light, he could not resist at all. Soon, he followed in his footsteps.
With a slight wave of his hand, the Azure Light Sword flew back.
He was very satisfied with being able to kill Zhao Jing so easily.
At the very least, it proved that his battle prowess was no weaker than a martial artist in the Inner Realm. It proved that he already had the ability to protect himself in this world.
Of course, he did not become arrogant because of this.
After all, Qinghe Town was a small place. The strongest person there was only a third-rate expert. Now, there was not even a single third-rate expert. It was far from being comparable to Wujiang County, let alone Wujiang County, which was even more prosperous.
"Housekeeper Qin's Qi and blood are deteriorating, but his strength isn't weak. His peak strength should be at the peak of Inner Refinement. Therefore, after his death, he should be able to give me between 1700 and 1900 spirit points.
As for the Left Protector Zhao Jing, his strength in the Inner Force Realm is not considered weak, so he should be able to increase his Spirit Points by around 3000 points. In addition to the 95000 points I had left before … "
Ziyue had long been able to determine his opponent's strength through the amount of Spirit Points added. He could calculate the amount of Spirit Points he would be able to obtain after killing his opponent.
At this moment, he was using Zhao Jing and Housekeeper Qin's strength to calculate the amount of Spirit Points they would be able to give him after their deaths.
As a result, he immediately became excited.
"It's over 100,000!"
His soul power points had definitely exceeded 100,000.
He could not wait any longer and opened his status panel.
"Optimizing data … Please wait a moment …"
Ziyue opened his eyes wide and was a little confused.
Optimized?
Upgraded?
Was it because his Spirit Points had exceeded 100,000?
He had doubts in his heart, but in the end, he could not find an answer.
However, according to his understanding, this should be considered a good thing.
Presumably, after upgrading, this status panel would be able to better assist him.
After that, Ziyue placed his gaze on the battlefield and began to search for spoils of war.
The two of them did not have many good items on them. Other than weapons for self-defense, they only had some miscellaneous items like jade pendants.
Although these items were good, they had obvious characteristics and could be easily tracked down by others. To avoid trouble, Ziyue could only give up.
Then, he quickly scurried into the backyard.
Under the Soul Amassing Banner, the entire Zhao Mansion was pitch black. Even if some of the maids and attendants in the courtyard discovered something, they would not be able to pass through.
Therefore, he was very relieved.
However, he did not dare to stay here for too long. After all, Zhao Jing's shout earlier must have spread out and must have alarmed the people nearby.
Therefore, there was not much time left for him.
With the help of the spirits, passing through walls and holes was easy and natural. Therefore, Ziyue quickly found Zhao Jing's private treasury.
Of course, although the spirits could pass through walls and holes, they could not take the physical objects in sealed places.
They could only transform between virtual and real with their own spirit body. Gold and silver treasures could not be turned into virtual at the same time.
Unless one had mastered some spells like the Five Ghosts Moving Technique, one could use the power of the spell to move the treasures out.
However, not to mention that Ziyue did not have such a spell, even if he did, he would be very careful if he really wanted to do such a thing.
If it was not necessary, he would not do such a thing.
This had nothing to do with good or evil, it was his nature.
Compared to Liu Dong's private treasury, Zhao Jing's private treasury was much smaller. There were not many items, but there were also many good items.
Ziyue did not look at it carefully. He filled the beast skin bag that he got from the people of the Five Channels, then took a piece of brocade cloth as a backpack. After taking a bunch of items, seeing that there was no more space, he took out the painting of the Eagle Swordsman and tapped it lightly.
In the blink of an eye, an eagle appeared beside him.
Ziyue jumped onto the back of the Eagle easily. Then, he shook the Soul Gathering Banner and collected all the spirits and Yin Qi.
The Eagle stretched its body and instantly soared into the sky. Then, it shot out of the city like a sharp arrow.
… …
"It has been an hour. The people of the Five Channels should have left."
In a room, a slightly fat figure was walking around in the room. He was a little surprised.
"Master, you will know if you go out and take a look. You are the chief constable of Qinghe Town. Are you afraid of that person?"
On the bed, a young and charming woman said with a confused face.
"What does a woman know?"
Chief Constable Hong reprimanded her and said, "Didn't you hear Zhao Jing's call?
Don't be fooled by his tough words. In fact, he is asking us for help.
However, he did not realize that I am only at the peak of Internal Refinement, while Zhao Jing is the Left Guardian of the Scorching Sun Gang. He is a real martial artist of Internal Force.
Even he is not a match for him. What can we do?
If we really go, we will only be courting death.
That Five Channels is the chief of the Ghost Head Stronghold. He is also a cultivator of the Way of Immortality. His strength is unpredictable. Even their leader was not a match for him and was killed on the spot … "
Chief Constable Hong lost his confidence as he spoke. Then, he said seriously, "No, let's not care about it. Go to sleep and pretend that nothing happened."
As he spoke, he took off his robe and lay on the bed again.
Seeing this, the woman naturally did not dare to say anything.
Although she stayed at home all year round, she had heard the gossip of the neighborhood maids.
She knew about the reputation of Five Channels. Not to mention that her man was only the chief constable of the House of Guardians, even the Lord Guardian would be terrified if he met him face to face.
There were many "smart" people like Chief Constable Hong in Qinghe Town. Even if the people around heard Zhao Jing's call, almost no one dared to go near as long as they heard the name of Five Channels.
Therefore, it was not until more than an hour after Ziyue left that someone dared to go near him …
…
After successfully returning to the dilapidated temple outside Qinghe Town, Bai Ziyue leaned against a statue as if he was familiar with the place. He could not help but smile.
Then, his smile grew bigger and bigger.
Relaxed, free, and happy …
Until now, he finally felt like he was truly in the martial arts world.
Kill with one strike, remove all worries, and travel a thousand miles without leaving a trace …
"The attribute panel is in the process of upgrading. I don't know when it will be restored.
Luckily, Zhao Jing is dead now. Qinghe Town and the Scorching Sun Gang should be in chaos for a while. No one should notice me anymore.
I can also have a period of peaceful days.
As for Clan Leader Li Zhao … I guess we can only meet again. "
Ziyue's mind was clear. He only remembered these things for the time being. Then, he focused his attention on the rewards this time.
Because he was in a hurry to pack, he did not have time to look at the specific things in detail.
However, he was very sure of one thing, and that was that there seemed to be a lot of silver.
Opening the brocade cloth and the beast skin bag on his body, Ziyue carefully counted everything.
"Silver, gold, and some agate, jade, and other valuable items should add up to about three thousand silver.
Apart from this, there are about twenty books.
Among them, there are secret manuals of cultivation techniques. There are also some that are the travels of some scholar or expert, or the cultivation experience of some kind of martial arts. "
Ziyue mainly focused his attention on these books.
As for weapons … there were naturally many weapons in Zhao Jing's private storage. Some of the weapons were made of good materials and could definitely be considered as good items.
However, these weapons had obvious characteristics. It was very likely that people would be able to trace their origins. At that time, it would be easy to get into trouble. Therefore, he abandoned almost all the items that could be used to prove his identity.
Even if he brought some of them, he would just casually dig a hole and bury them in this ruined temple.
Perhaps in the future, someone would be lucky enough to pick them up and make a small fortune?
"《Ten Eagle Strike》, 《Golden Cicada Technique》, 《Rushing Thunder Saber Technique》, 《Breath Restraining Technique》 …"
Ziyue took a quick look. There were quite a few secret manuals of martial arts, about seven or eight altogether. Among them, there were Zhao Jing's famous 《Ten Eagle Strike》, as well as the sect's internal cultivation technique 《Golden Cicada Technique》. Apart from these, there were some martial arts techniques.
Some were more common, while some were not bad. For example, 《Breath Restraining Technique》 and 《Rushing Thunder Saber Technique》.
However, what made him regretful was that there were no internal cultivation techniques that were above internal cultivation.
In addition, Zhao Jing's Flying Dagger Technique actually made him quite interested. Unfortunately, he was also unable to find the cultivation method in these books.