98: Chapter 98: A Special Treatise for All Dissent – ​​Confiscated Without Question

"Clang!"

An ear-piercing sound of metal clashing echoed through the valley.

Zhang Kuang originally thought that with this slash, even if he couldn't split the outer Sect nobody in front of him into two halves, he could at least directly snap the opponent's shabby fine iron sword.

But the moment the ghost-head blade and the iron sword collided, the ferocious expression on his Face instantly turned into extreme terror.

He felt that what he had struck was not a sword at all, but an unshakable primeval divine mountain!

A rebound force so immense it induced despair surged wildly into his arm from the hilt of the ghost-head blade like rolling waves.

"Crack, crack!"

The web of Zhang Kuang's hand instantly split open, blood sprayed wildly, and the bones in his entire right arm emitted an unbearable groaning sound.

He couldn't even maintain his grip on the ghost-head blade forged from hundred-refined fine steel, and it directly flew out of his hand, spinning a dozen times in mid-air before finally embedding itself with a "squelch" sound into a large tree trunk dozens of meters away, sinking in by a full half of the blade.

As for Zhang Kuang himself, he was shaken flying backward into the air by this terrifying force, smashing heavily onto the belly of the recently deceased scarlet-scaled fire lizard, bouncing twice before a mouthful of old blood directly spurted out of his mouth.

"You… Who on earth are you?!"

Zhang Kuang lay in a pool of blood, staring fixedly at Zhao Ruoan, who stood atop the lizard's head without moving an inch, his eyeballs almost popping out.

From head to toe, the opponent only emitted the energy fluctuations of the Body Refining stage, and what he held in his hand was an ordinary iron sword that couldn't even be considered a Spiritual Artifact.

By what right?

By what right could he, a great expert at the Late Stage of the Pulse Condensation Realm, fail to even catch a single defensive move from the other person?

Those Lieyang Peak Disciples around who originally wanted to rush forward to help were like having a basin of ice water poured over their heads, abruptly stopping in their tracks as they looked at each other in dismay, holding swords and sabers while finding it impossible to either advance or retreat.

"Didn't I say so just now? My name is Zhao Daqiang, and I specially cure all kinds of defiance."

Zhao Ruoan jumped down from the lizard's head, strolled leisurely up to Zhang Kuang, and patted the other's swollen cheek with the iron sword in his hand.

"Senior Brother Zhang, weren't you quite majestic in the square this morning? Why are you lying on the ground unable to get up now?"

"If you have the guts… if you have the guts, let me recover my spiritual power! Let's fight fair and square!"

Zhang Kuang gritted his teeth, his Face full of unwillingness.

He felt that if he hadn't exhausted himself fighting the fire lizard to the limit, he would never have lost to this weird little brat who popped out of nowhere.

"Fair and square?"

Zhao Ruoan acted as if he had heard some cosmic joke, unable to hold back his laughter.

"Senior Brother Zhang, this is the Wanshou Mountain Range, the battlefield of the Sect grand competition, not a one-on-one arena on the martial arts stage."

"Do you understand that all is fair in war?"

"Besides, even if you are brimming with strength, in my eyes you're just a slightly larger punching bag."

Finished speaking, Zhao Ruoan didn't waste any more breath with him, directly waving his hand backward.

"Qiuyin, Xiamo, go! Don't stand on ceremony; confiscate all the valuable trinkets on this Senior Brother Zhang and his brothers!"

"You got it!"

Hearing the command, the two maidservants ran into the battlefield like two happy little sparrows.

Their admiration for their own Young Lord had already reached a blind degree; what Lieyang Peak chief Disciple, what Pulse Condensation Realm expert—in front of the Young Lord, they were all fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

Qiuyin squatted beside Zhang Kuang, extremely skillfully untying the bulging High Grade Storage Pouch from his waist and snatching the inner Sect score tablet hanging around his neck.

"Don't… don't touch my Storage Pouch! Inside are the High Grade Spirit Medicines I've saved up for half a year!"

Watching all his worldly possessions fall into the little girl's hands, Zhang Kuang's heart was bleeding as he struggled and tried to reach out to snatch it back.

Zhao Ruoan stepped on the back of his hand and ground down with a bit of force.

"Behave. Move again and I'll strip off this flashy red outfit of yours too, making you blow wind in this valley with your bare buttocks. Do you believe me?"

Zhang Kuang completely behaved himself.

The moment he thought about how losing his pants and being seen by Disciples of other Peaks would completely throw away his Face as the Lieyang Peak chief Disciple to grandma's house, he could only close his eyes and shed tears of humiliation.

In less time than it takes to drink half a cup of tea, the Storage Pouches and score tablets of the eight Lieyang Peak Disciples, along with the Materials from several other Rank 1 Yao Beasts they had just hunted, were all carried by the two maidservants in front of Zhao Ruoan, piling up into a small mound.

Zhao Ruoan picked up Zhang Kuang's exquisitely crafted score tablet, pulled out his own wooden tablet, and swiped it against it.

Golden light burst forth brilliantly.

Along the way, Zhang Kuang had led people on a wild sweeping spree, and his points had long accumulated to nearly eight hundred points.

Coupled with the beast core of the Peak Stage Rank 2 fire lizard worth five hundred points just now, the number on Zhao Ruoan's wooden tablet skyrocketed like it was riding a rocket.

"1556 points!"

Looking at this number, Zhao Ruoan slapped his hands together in satisfaction.

Having only entered the mountain for half a morning, his points had already broken a thousand; the efficiency was truly ridiculously high.

He casually threw the emptied score tablet back onto Zhang Kuang's Face, then squatted down and began rummaging through the spoils of war inside those Storage Pouches.

"Two hundred Mid-Grade Spirit Stones, five bottles of Grade 3 healing medicine, a set of fine iron flying daggers… Huh? What is this gadget?"

From the deepest recesses of Zhang Kuang's Storage Pouch, Zhao Ruoan pulled out a map drawn on some unknown beast skin.

On the map, an extremely secretive route was drawn with red cinnabar, leading straight to a long and narrow valley deep within the Wanshou Mountain Range.

In the center of that valley, three large characters were marked with extra-large font— "xuanling fruit".

Seeing these three characters, Zhao Ruoan's breathing quickened slightly.

xuanling fruit—that was a Grade 3 top-tier Heaven And Earth Treasure!

After a Cultivator consumed it, not only could it wash and refine the Impurities of spiritual power within their body, making the spiritual power purer and more condensed, but it also had a chance to allow the Divine Soul to gain a trace of growth.

Such a good thing could sell for at least a thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones in external trading firms, and moreover, it was priceless and unavailable on the market!

"Senior Brother Zhang, it looks like your trip into the mountain this time wasn't just to fight for first place in the grand competition, but you were also aiming for this xuanling fruit, right?"

Holding the map, Zhao Ruoan waved it in front of Zhang Kuang's eyes.

Zhang Kuang opened his eyes and saw the map fall into the opponent's hands; his complexion turned completely pale, losing even the last trace of color.

He gave a miserable laugh.

"Zhao, you're ruthless. But I advise you not to be too proud. Not only are there a large number of companion Yao Beasts guarding that valley, but Li Qingfeng of Tianjian Peak also knows this location. He has probably already led people rushing over there by now. If you go over now, you're simply going to your death!"

"Li Qingfeng is going too?"

Zhao Ruoan rubbed his chin, the light in his eyes growing even brighter.

"Isn't that just perfect? It saves me from running all over looking for him to snatch points. Wipe them all out in one go; it saves time and effort."

Finished speaking, he stuffed the map into his bosom, threw all the Storage Pouches on the ground to the two maidservants to carry on their backs, and stood up, patting the dust off his backside.

"Senior Brother Zhang, the mountains are high and the waters are long, we shall meet again. I wish you all a pleasant time sunbathing in this valley!"

Leaving behind these words, Zhao Ruoan led Qiuyin and Xiamo, following the direction marked on the map, and leisurely strolled out of the valley, leaving behind only the elite members of Lieyang Peak lying all over the ground, disheveled and wailing in the autumn wind.