Chapter 210 - 143: Shock, Unfathomable

Chapter 210: Chapter 143: Shock, Unfathomable

"A celestial pride! Boss, he’s a celestial pride!"

When they detected the aura fluctuations of a Celestial Pride Mark between the young man’s eyebrows, dozens of Tribulation Cultivators instantly became thrilled.

"Hahaha, he really is a celestial pride! We’re rich, we’re going to be rich!"

After confirming that Jiang Hao was a peerless celestial pride, all the Tribulation Cultivators were invigorated. If one were to ask which group of people in the entire Cultivation Realm was the wealthiest right now, it would undoubtedly be those favored children of heaven who had just gone through the first stage of the celestial pride struggle.

These favored children of heaven could delve into ancient ruins fraught with various restrictions and reap bountiful harvests within. Even the weakest celestial pride, as long as they made it out of those ancient ruins alive, would possess fortuitous encounters and treasures that Cultivators in the outside world could hardly reach.

Not to mention, this young man had already stepped into the Spirit Transformation Eighth Stage. He was a truly fat sheep ripe for the slaughter. More importantly, he didn’t have a so-called Guardian by his side. He was practically a prime target tailor-made for Tribulation Cultivators like them.

In an instant, BOOM BOOM BOOM! Dozens of figures soared into the sky, immediately blocking the young man in white and surrounding him completely.

Looking at the group of Tribulation Cultivators that had suddenly charged out, Jiang Hao couldn’t help but furrow his brows. It wasn’t that he found them difficult to deal with, but rather that he had encountered wave after wave of Tribulation Cultivators along his journey. They were as annoying as buzzing flies.

"Gentlemen, what is the meaning of this?" Although he had already guessed their identities, Jiang Hao still asked.

However, these words carried a completely different flavor when they fell into the ears of the bandits.

"Kid, can’t you tell? We are your Tribulation Cultivator granddaddies!"

"Hahaha, young man, consider yourself unlucky to have run into us. Cut the crap, we don’t need to introduce ourselves again, do we? If you know what’s good for you, hand over all your cultivation resources immediately. Maybe we’ll even give you a quick death."

"Kid, take the initiative, and your granddaddy here might leave you an intact corpse."

Dozens of burly men, carrying large broadswords on their shoulders, walked through the air. They surrounded Jiang Hao with extreme arrogance, their faces displaying boundless insolence.

Hearing this, Jiang Hao’s pupils narrowed slightly. Along this journey, this was the first time he had seen a group of Tribulation Cultivators display such vivid and unbridled arrogance. For a moment, his interest was piqued.

"I can’t survive even if I hand them over voluntarily?"

"Nonsense! Have you ever heard of a Tribulation Cultivator leaving future troubles for themselves?"

"Kid, cut the crap. Hand over everything right now, or the blade in your granddaddy’s hand isn’t just for show."

Perhaps fearing that a long delay would bring unexpected trouble, the Tribulation Cultivator addressed as the boss urged them with a sinister expression.

Jiang Hao followed the voice and smiled faintly, staring at the crowd as if looking at a bunch of buffoons. "And if I don’t?"

"Then you are courting death."

"It seems I won’t survive even if I do."

As soon as he said this, the dozens of men all froze slightly.

"Boss, I think what he said makes sense," a rather dim-witted-looking Tribulation Cultivator immediately looked at the leading Tribulation Cultivator and spoke subconsciously.

The leader kicked him. "Makes sense my ass! Stop wasting time and kill him!"

BOOM BOOM BOOM!!! As soon as the leading Tribulation Cultivator’s voice fell, all the Tribulation Cultivators suddenly turned serious. Murderous auras radiated from their bodies as they gripped their broadswords and slowly closed in on the young man.

At the same time.

On the other side of the void, several groups of passing Cultivators witnessed this scene, each reacting differently. Some immediately tore through the air to stay far away from the trouble, while other Cultivators stopped to watch.

"What a pity. Reaching the Spirit Transformation Eighth Stage at this age can be considered a cultivation genius, but his luck is just a bit too terrible."

"This person is dead for sure. This group of Tribulation Cultivators is out of the ordinary. The leader has actually reached the Realm of Spirit Transformation Perfection, and the few beside him also possess the cultivation of Nine Spirit Transformations. Killing a Cultivator at the Spirit Transformation Eighth Stage will be as easy as flipping a hand."

Many passing Cultivators muttered to themselves, their eyes filled with pity and sympathy, yet they had no intention of intervening.

Only a few figures not far away frowned slightly. It was a small group of five Cultivators, three men and two women. A trace of disgust flashed across the beautiful eyes of the youngest girl among them. Her pristine, jade-like hand was just about to draw her sword, but the moment she touched the hilt, she was stopped by the slightly older young man beside her.

"Our mission is to bring the treasure back to Thousand Sects Island. Let’s not cause any extraneous complications.

"Moreover, Tribulation Cultivators aren’t as simple as you think. There are definitely more of their accomplices in this area. Don’t draw unnecessary attention."

Hearing this, the girl struggled internally for a moment, but the hand resting on her sword hilt eventually slowly relaxed.

On the other side of the girl was another young woman who appeared to be a follower. The latter couldn’t help but sigh. "It’s too bad. He doesn’t have a Guardian protecting him, so he must be a Loose Cultivator. If someone with this kind of talent were to join our sect, he would be an Inner Sect Disciple at the very least. He has the potential to become a mighty expert of a region in the future."

"It’s better to avoid trouble than to seek it. It’s best if we keep a low profile," the young man spoke again, and the group fell silent.

However, just as all the Cultivators mistakenly thought this would be another tragedy...

The next moment.

"Since you don’t know what’s good for you, attack!"

"Kill!!!"

RUMBLE RUMBLE!!!

The void twisted in a terrifying manner as the dozens of figures brandished their broadswords, charging to slaughter the figure in white.

One had to admit that in the Eastern Domain, there was always someone stronger and a sky beyond the sky. Even a mere group of Tribulation Cultivators all possessed cultivation bases above the Spirit Transformation Realm.

If experts of this caliber were placed in the Xingyue City Earth Realm, they would be family heads with a significant say, or at the very least, they could easily become Honored Guest Elders. This was especially true for the few leaders—one with a cultivation base at Spirit Transformation Realm Perfection, and several at Nine Spirit Transformations. This lineup was more than enough to establish a firm foothold in remote Earth Realms.