Chapter 130: Obtaining Good Fortune

  What is the concept of a fifth-grade demon pill? That's killing five fifth-grade demon beasts. A fifth-grade demon beast is equivalent to a sixth-stage strongman in the Innate Realm of human beings, which is far beyond what Mù Dào can contend with. Even killing fourth-grade demon beasts is extremely difficult for Mù Dào, and sometimes he even gets killed.

  But Mu Dao wanted to refute, but couldn't get a response. Ye Chen didn't give Mu Dao the opportunity to refute at all, and it was settled like this. No matter what Mu Dao wanted, he would first take these five demon pellets for himself. The demon pellets were also a kind of essence, the most important part of the demon beast. Ye Chen might be able to use these powerful demon pellets to cultivate his own sword transformation technique.

  In the end, Mu Dao could only reluctantly follow Ye Chen. As long as he could stay alive, Mu Dao didn't want to die, and seeing a glimmer of hope for survival, how could he not try his best to seize it? As long as he didn't let his family know, everything would be fine. As for the five fifth-grade demon beasts, in reality, aside from taking action himself, they were still quite easy to handle in Mu Dao's mind.

  In the family, there are not a few elixirs of the demon beasts, and those of grade five are also not rare. However, these are all family items, and even if one has no authority to use them, unless they advance again, they can obtain more family resources. Wanting to get five demon pellets is still feasible.

  However, Mù Dào can only follow Yè Chén for now. At present, Mù Dào is still unable to obtain so many yāo dān and can only slowly plot, after all, Yè Chén did not specify when it would be required, and Mù Dào is not in a hurry, as long as he does his best.

  Mù Dào was confident that as long as he advanced two more levels, even a fifth-level demon beast would be no match for him. This was still a matter of time, and Mù Dào was now wholeheartedly eager to upgrade his level in order to reach fourth-level strength as soon as possible.

  At the fourth stage of Xiantian, one can control the air and move the sword energy over a range of more than ten meters. As the inner power increases, the range will become farther and farther away, and killing someone from a thousand miles away is no longer a legend, but a real event.

  Of course, this is within the visible range. If you can't even see it, how can you kill someone? Without a target, it's just blind play. So reaching the state of spiritual energy is not about being as far as possible, but rather what is suitable is the best.

  That night, Ye Chen had almost reached the edge of Wu Shan. Before long, he would be out of Wu Shan. On his way, Ye Chen also entrusted some things to Mu Dao. The place he wanted to go and was about to go was not Luo City, but Jian City. As a captive, Mu Dao had to follow him to Jian City.

  Mokudo had no expression, since he was already a captive, so he should have been aware of it. Of course, Mokudo also wanted to go to Jiancheng, the holy land of all sword cultivators. There wasn't a single person who used swords that didn't want to go to Jiancheng, but the three heavenly barriers of Jiancheng blocked the vast majority of people.

  On this road, Mokudo also knew another person, who called himself a thief, Wuxin, a strong man in the third stage of Xiantian, and surprisingly chose to be a thief. This made Mokudo, who knew about this matter at that time, extremely surprised.

  However, the subsequent events made Mu Dao realize that every choice has its own reason. If Wu Hen didn't become a thief, it would really be a great loss for the thieving world. Someone was able to approach him quietly and quickly, and even left a shadowy figure lingering behind!

  Wu Hen's stealthy movements left Mu Dao astonished, while Ye Chen's performance also shocked Mu Dao. Wu Hen's silent and eerie movements were unexpectedly seen through by Ye Chen. Every time Wu Hen tried to get close to Ye Chen, he was blocked by Ye Chen.

  That cute but somewhat perverted little panda Momo also surprised Mu Dao, not only was it round and cute, but also quite perverted, just like the emperor at home, opening its mouth when food came, and stretching out its hands when clothes came. Moreover, on that emerald green bamboo leaf, Mu Dao could feel a strong vitality.

  If I had a piece of bamboo leaves like this, my strength would definitely increase very quickly. However, Mu Dao could only watch as the little panda occasionally plucked one and threw it into its mouth, chewing contentedly.

  The wooden path gazed longingly at the small panda's hand holding the emerald bamboo, how much it wished that was its own. But this could only be an empty thought, as the small panda wouldn't even give away a single leaf dust, let alone to itself, not to mention its owner, Ye Chen.

  At night, Ye Chen and Mu Dao lit a bonfire and roasted the second-grade demon beast Snow Snake. This time, Ye Chen not only wanted to roast snake meat but also make snake soup. The Snow Snake was long enough for two people and one beast to eat, but from time to time, it lacked a piece, which made the two men and one beast bare their teeth in dissatisfaction.

  "Come out." Ye Chen said irritably to the air around him.

  Originally empty air, a twist of distortion appeared out of thin air, and the traceless doubt asked Ye Chen: "I'm asking, how is your perception so abnormal? As soon as I get close to you, I'm detected. Tell me, how did you do it?"

  "This one." Looking at Wu Hen's attentive expression, Ye Chen smiled and said: "I don't know this either."

  "Damn you, deceiving me!" Wu Hen was furious and stood up, wanting to scold loudly, but just as he got up, he felt a heart-pounding wave of fluctuations appearing in front of him. If he had stood up at this moment, he would have been in danger.

  It suddenly stopped its upward trend, just stopping in place, a cold sweat broke out, looking around and not seeing anything that could harm itself, it was all air.

  Could it be that there's something with a speed even more abnormal than my own movement? As soon as this idea emerged, Wuyin threw it to the back of his mind. As a thief, Wuyin had been instilled since young that his speed was the fastest among those of the same rank, without exception! Even among those of higher ranks, he belonged to the top in terms of speed; otherwise, how could he have the opportunity to steal their things?

  As a thief, if you can't even steal from someone stronger than yourself, then you're not worthy of being called a thief, it's simply humiliating for thieves!

  Wu Xin, as the greatest thief in history, although not yet, but Wu Xin believes that it will be achieved soon. However, as the greatest thief, if he can't even surpass others in terms of survival speed, how can he be a heroic thief?

  Beading with cold sweat, he asked with a slight tremble: "I'm asking you, brother, what have you done? Why do I get this feeling of foreboding, as if there's some hidden mystery lurking in the air?"

  "Formless?" Wuhen said, suddenly remembering something. "Wait, the Formless Void Sword Technique can't be real, right? You've actually mastered it!" Wuhen was shocked and pale, that abnormal Formless Void Sword Technique had exhausted him after only two-thirds of the practice, his whole body aching with no effect at all, he thought it wasn't a real thing, but now someone has actually succeeded in practicing it.

  "Heh heh, you still want to steal my things? With the protection of this Taixu Sword Technique, be careful that your body gets cut off, and if that happens, I won't compensate you." Ye Chen said with a smile to Wuheng.

  After a day of perception and practice, Ye Chen finally confirmed that he had indeed practiced the Taiwu Swordsmanship and possessed the Taiwu Qi.

  However, the too-thin aura was really too little, not even a small sword could be condensed, only a short dagger was condensed, hidden in the void, and once it was activated, it would appear around.