"A spiritual crystal chamber pot?" Someone immediately recognized it with a single glance, crying out in shock. "This chamber pot is actually spiritual crystal!" Many gazed hotly at the pot Ethan was clutching tightly in his arms."The chamber pot, give it to me." The purple-clothed assassin in the manor's center raised an eyebrow at Ethan and spoke indifferently.Ethan's expression changed.The purple-clothed assassin was also from the Beyond Heaven assassin organization, yet he was still so shameless despite clearly knowing they came from the same origin?A peak Bone Sacrifice assassin and a late Meridian Training cultivator!Was there even a choice?"Give it to me!" The assassin walked over unhurriedly, his tone brooking no objection.Ethan's thoughts raced. What to do? Give it or not? If not, it would inevitably lead to bloodshed, but the assassin's strength...did he stand a chance?Unless it was the Waters of Time, but if the secret of the Waters of Time was exposed..."Humph!"
There were no hidden rooms or mechanisms discovered here, so what was this golden key?Moreover, it was concealed under the chamber pot, hidden so secretly.Why?It was highly likely this key was the core, the crux of this entire spiritual stone manor! Just refining and taking ownership of this key could allow one to completely control the manor!The manor's formations? Remove them.Too troublesome to remove the formations one by one? Just take away the whole manor.Thinking of this possibility, Ethan's eyes suddenly erupted with awe-inspiring radiance.If...it really was so...An entire spiritual stone manor! How many spiritual stones would that be?It could be called a primordial tycoon. Just this one manor probably surpassed the accumulations of many sects and clans with thousands of years of legacy.Of course, it was incomparable to ancient superpowers like the Foster family, Swords Sect, and Emperor Palace Rain Listening Pavilion. After all, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousan
Hearing this, Ethan's expression remained calm on the surface, but his heart was filled with shock.Greedy Mouse? Such an acute sense of smell? I had stored the spiritual stone manor in my Azure Myst Ring, yet he was still able to sniff it out?This is bad. Once discovered, it would surely invoke fury. Even if I hand over the manor now, I'd likely still be hacked to death in anger.Ethan's legs cramped and his stomach churned. Escape was impossible now. Fleeing would only confirm suspicions of the theft and provoke the mob. Besides, could I even get away?Ethan's mind raced as he desperately contemplated a solution.The other cultivators reacted with a mixture of surprise, doubt and excitement."How excellent!" Dylan Foster sneered coldly. "I gave you a chance, but since you didn't appreciate it, I'll oblige you to the bitter end!"As he spoke, Dylan swept his icy gaze over the crowd."Yes, this is how it should be done. I'll be the first to show no mercy once he's exposed!" a round-
"Evidence?" The purple-robed assassin was momentarily taken aback. He had no evidence at all. His accusation of Ethan was based purely on instinct.But how could he convince others with just instinct?Seeing this, Ethan's mind settled as he spoke coldly, "Without proof, cease your reckless claims. Even Greedy Mouse identified you. What more is there to doubt?"The cultivators' gazes shifted between Ethan and the assassin, but most scoffed at the latter. Clearly, few believed his words. "Hand it over!" Dylan Foster stepped forward, one hand outstretched towards the assassin while his eyes drifted into the distance, ignoring him like air.The others slowly closed in on the assassin, weapons drawn.A flash of fierceness appeared then vanished in the assassin's eyes. With a flick of his hand, a blood-red sword emerged.A top-grade spiritual weapon - the Blood Weeping Sword had accompanied the assassin for over a decade, slaughtering countless lives. Its crimson blade emanated an intense,
Ethan's pupils contracted slightly.Purple-red robes, an icy expression, hands clasped behind his back. The assassin's eyes gazed at Ethan indifferently, as if looking at a dead object."We're from the same Beyond Heaven organization. There's no need for this, right?" Ethan said somewhat stiffly. This purple-robed assassin was truly formidable to have escaped from Dylan Foster and over a hundred Bone Sacrifice cultivators and tracked Ethan here!"Hand over the spiritual stone manor or die!" the assassin stated coldly.Ethan's heart lurched but his expression remained calm. "The manor? Wasn't it taken by you?"The assassin sneered. "Still pretending? I returned and saw the large hole in the chamber only you entered.""So you've condemned me," Ethan smiled casually, seemingly nonchalant as he donned the Heaven-Breaking Boxing Set from his bracelet. At the same time, the 21 black bottles were at the ready.Clearly, this wouldn't end well. A fight to the death was the only option. Althou
Jasmine moved swiftly with Ethan in tow, instantly shooting up thousands of feet into the air as they desperately fled.This was Ethan's first time flying. Face pale, he looked down at the dizzying view below. Wind roared in his ears and rivers and mountains raced by at blinding speed. But Ethan had no mind to appreciate the scenery now."Hmph, want to escape?" The assassin's mouth curved into a cold smile as he gave chase, easily gaining on them.Clearly faster while carrying another person, the gap between the three in the sky quickly closed."How many times has Jasmine saved me now? When did I, Ethan, become this useless..." Ethan smiled self-deprecatingly, glancing at Jasmine beside him.Her waist-length hair whipped wildly in the wind. Jasmine bit her lip anxiously, face tense and drenched in fragrant sweat from the exertion of high-speed flight with a passenger. The strain on her was immense."We can't get away. He must die!" Ethan said via spirit communication after a period of
"Hmm?" The assassin whirled, slicing both incoming whips. His gaze lingered intently on the woman.As long as Jasmine lived, he had no chance of killing Ethan.Jasmine's eyes were resolute, not speaking as endless blue ribbons lashed out frenziedly at the assassin.This was almost her sole means of attack. The blue whips weren't spiritual weapons, just ordinary silk. For her, swords and blades were unfamiliar. Only the blue ribbons came naturally. Her interspatial ring contained vast reserves.Trails of blue light danced under the night sky atop the peak, interspersed with countless streaks of crimson sword glows.After consuming a pill, the assassin's severed arm had stopped bleeding. Losing a limb didn't impact him much as his onslaught remained incredibly fierce.Jasmine's lovely face was ghostly pale as she struggled to defend.With the moon not full tonight, her thin blue bloodline was inactive, only awakening under the full moon. Once stirred, the blue bloodline granted near in
"Who's there?" The assassin in purple robes froze, his body stiffening.Another person was here that even he did not notice. The thought sent chills down the assassin's spine. Though he could not use Spiritual Awareness in this place, the more skilled one was, the sharper their senses remained.Hearing the sigh from atop the mountain where he lay collapsed, Ethan struggled to open his eyes. He thought he saw a middle-aged man, one who seemed vaguely familiar, before sinking into unconsciousness once more.Ethan's injuries were too grievous.At the peak of the great mountain, the assassin's horrified gaze landed upon the sudden manifestation of a figure, or rather, the ghostly image of one.The man appeared to be in his mid-thirties, tall and broad-shouldered, with long black hair spilling over his shoulders. Though his features were rugged and distinct, his eyes held a profound, ageless melancholy.If Ethan still had the strength to open his eyes, he would have recognized this apparit