Soul Points
The first thing Mu Yu did upon entering Martial Hill City was buy Xiaoshuai a stash of lamb skewers. Tian Ran and Zhuge Xiaosheng were on standby elsewhere until Mu Yu and Xiaoshuai gave them to signal to regroup.
The cultivators were in high spirits after witnessing the likes of Celestial Star Sect’s Tian Houyang, Mystic Spirit Sect’s Daoist Yuguan and so forth drive off the elemental demons.
“Earth Sovereign Sect’s elder has promised to give away a rank seven fiend beast’s core to whoever can kill five thousand elemental demons.”
“How many have you killed?”
“Only fifty. I had to spend twenty soul points to exchange for a mid-tier flying sword.”
“That’s better than me. I’ve only killed forty-two. We need to locate a base to really up our numbers.”
“How are they keeping track of their kill count?” Mu Yu muttered, listening to the conversation in the eatery.
Xiaoshuai came back with several candied haws. “I heard them comparing something on their palm. I reckon it might be some counter on their hand or something.”
“Let’s go find out.”
Mu Yu stalked Zhang Gan and Wen Li, Primordial Infant Realm Second Layer and Primordial Infant Realm Third Layer middle-aged cultivators respectively.
“How many soul points have you scored, Junior Brother Wen Li?” asked Zhang Gan, green robe swaying in the wind.
“I’ve earned sixty-eight soul points, Senior Brother.”
“I’ve earned eighty soul points. What do you intend to exchange your points for this time?”
“I want Ghost Gate’s Ghost’s Soul Shocker Sword, but I need a hundred soul points for that. How about you, Senior Brother?”
“Nothing I need at the moment. In the next invasion, I’ll support you, and you finish them for the kill count.”
“Thank you so much, Senior Brother.”
“Shifu told us to look out for each other, didn’t he? I want you to meet someone.”
“All right.”
The two went into an alley and eventually a poplar forest.
“He’s quite the dependable senior brother,” commented Xiaoshuai, still eating.
Zhang Gan checked the surroundings, then notified, “We’ve arrived.”
“Who am I meeting, Senior Brother?”
“He’ll be here soon. I’ve prepared a surprise for you.”
“Is it…”
Zhang Gan patted Wen Li on the shoulder. “Close your eyes or it won’t be a surprise.”
Wen Li did as he was told.
“You’ll never guess who I want you to meet.” Zhang Gan swiftly drew a sword and thrust it through Wen Li’s back.
Wen Li’s eyes flew open, and he looked over his shoulder. “Wh-what is the meaning of this?”
“I want you to meet the king of hell.”
“Why? Why?”
“Don’t blame me. I need a hundred soul points to exchange for the Soul Shocker Sword.”
“Why kill me, then? You should be killing elemental demons!”
Zhang Gan smirked. “You seem to have misunderstood something. Killing humans also gives you soul points. Also, if I kill you, all of your soul points will be transferred to me, giving me a hundred soul points.”
“Ghost Gate is giving out thirty Soul Shocker Swords, so why must you kill me?” quavered Wen Li.
“There are only two left at Ultimate Immortals Hall. If I don’t grab one now, I might miss out, so I need you to do me a favour. I’ll tell Shifu you got greedy and overstretched yourself.”
Zhang Gan ripped his sword up. Instead of being halved, Wen Li splintered into formation lines that fell to the ground comparably to leaves. “What the?”
Wen Li appeared alongside Mu Yu from behind a poplar tree, Zhang Gan’s muscles became rigid. “Who are you?!”
Mu Yu whipped his wrist, strangling Zhang Gan and then railing the latter’s dantian with a palm strike, erasing the latter’s cultivation. “I have questions for you after you’re done.”
Mu Yu walked over to a tree, seething for the reason that Zhang Gan’s character irked him.
Wen Li, still believing Zhang Gan wouldn’t betray him, asked, “Senior Brother, I always believed you were a kind person. I’ve always respected you, and you’ve always looked out for me. Why do you suddenly want to kill me?”
Zhang Gan’s expression turned into a scowl. “Respect me? Rubbish! Shifu thinks you’re the only polite disciple. I know you’ve been browning nosing him! Ever since you joined, he’s treated you as a son, supplying you with all of the cultivation resources instead of me! I put up with it because my cultivation was superior, but you’ve already surpassed me! I heard Shifu name you as his successor! I refuse to let you boss me around. If you obtain Soul Shocker Sword, you’ll also surpass me in combat. Respect? You’d walk all over me! You had to go!”
“You know I wouldn’t do that. I told Shifu you are the true successor. I don’t want to be patriarch as I always believed you’re more suitable than I am, and Shifu agreed. Why… Why did you have to betray me?”
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