Chapter Ninety Can't Bear It

  He looked around, furrowed his brow and shook his head slightly, muttering to himself: "Could it be an illusion? Just now, it seemed like something ran from a distance to in front of me."

  "Not true!" The cartilage of Gan Jing's earlobe twitched. His eyes suddenly became sharp. Under Bi Luo's tense gaze, he slowly clenched the reins knife in his hand: "There is a battle ahead."

  "Battle?" Bi Luo looked at the dense forest with a hint of fear, secretly doubting in her heart. The front was completely blocked by big trees, and she hadn't heard any sounds of battle. Why was he so certain that a battle had occurred?

  With a firm and cautious grip on the reins of his horse, he held the hilt of his saber in one hand and led Beryl with the other, crouching slightly as he walked step by step towards the not-too-distant battlefield. In his heart, he secretly wondered if the battle ahead was some kind of trap? These days, there had always been a feeling of being maliciously watched, and it wasn't impossible that Lucas had paid assassins to put on a show up front.

  "Whatever the case, I'll sneak a peek first. Qianjin took his unique short steps and quietly made his way in the direction of the battle."

  Number One gazed intently at Qian Jin's movements through his telescope, furrowing his brow slightly as he asked Nashta, who was standing beside him with a bow and arrow at the ready: "Take a look at this guy. His walking posture is somewhat like a wolf, somewhat like a leopard, and also somewhat like..."

  "Nashta's eyes seemed to be stuck with a strong adhesive substance, like a beast about to pounce. Half-lowered and unblinking, he stared at the distant Qianjin, his gaze questioning: 'Could it be that this kid is proficient in Beast Fighting Techniques? And not just one technique? How is this possible? He's still so young! Mastering even one Beast Fighting Technique is a difficult thing to do."

  Swiftly, like a spirit cat, it darted between the trees, soon entering a dense thicket. Unexpectedly, they discovered that the battle not far away was with familiar people! The Flame Adventurer Team!

  What's going on? Gan Jing was taken aback, and the people in the battle group were not outsiders, but rather an internal conflict among the Flame Adventurer Team members. Xiao Chang Lei Ming wore a soft armor suit, holding two short guns made of fifth-grade fine iron that Fran Lin had forged for him a few days ago. His wrist suddenly twitched, and he drew out a dazzling gun flower. The short gun grazed against his opponent's war knife, producing a string of continuous sparks. The gun tip directly pierced his opponent's throat, creating a transparent hole spewing fresh blood.

  The only remaining member of the Flame Adventurer's Guild was a female swordsman whom Qianjin had met at the blacksmith's shop that day. Her light blue long hair, which used to be tied up high on her head, was now disheveled and no longer smooth. The red leather armor that accentuated her curvaceous figure had many scars and several faint bloodstains. Her eyes, which seemed to speak, were filled with anger and confusion as she stared at Captain Xiao Chang.

  "Why? Why are you killing people?! The female swordsman's hands tightly grasped the four-finger-wide great sword, her entire body radiating sixth-level Dou Qi: "We're companions who have been in a party together for three years!"

  "Three years. Yes, three years have passed since the sound of thunder rumbled and those sharp eyes, like a knife's edge, narrowed slightly. The corner of his mouth curled up into a hint of coldness: "For three years, we've been struggling to survive. This time... Now that we've thoroughly explored this vein of fighting stone, you say how can a group of people sharing it compare to one person monopolizing it?"

  Doushi mining vein? Qianjin's heart skipped a beat, this Luori Mountain Range didn't know how many adventurers had come to explore, even professional mineralogists had searched before, and it was already confirmed that the outer layer of this vast Luori Mountain Range absolutely did not have any Doushi mining veins. Unexpectedly, it was discovered by a small Flame Adventurer team. Qianjin's Adam's apple moved up and down for several minutes, there is no warrior in this world who wouldn't be excited to hear about Doushi! If it were the Doushi mining vein, even if it were the power of the Qian family, one of the three major bloodline families of the Zhen Cehuang dynasty, they would definitely be moved.

  "For a vein of ore, you even killed the person who saved your life three times? The azure eyes of the female swordsman flashed with disappointment and anger."

  Xiao Chang let out a long sigh, his shoulders shrugged slightly. These days, the secret and design hidden in his heart were finally about to be completed, but he still wanted to find someone to confide in. After today, this secret would forever rot in his own belly, suffocating him for life if no one ever heard it, perhaps even more uncomfortable.

  "Yes, I killed your brother. For a mine vein. I indeed killed the one who saved my life three times, your brother Xiao Chang. Lei Meng's footsteps slowed down, and a fierce and sinister aura surged on his face: "I wasn't born into a Bloodline family, possessing the power of a Bloodline warrior! I'm just an ordinary child from a farming household, I made a vow to myself! I must become someone above others! In just a few more months, I'll reach the imperial age limit for joining the army and head to the human-demon battlefield!"

  Human Devil Battlefield! Qian Jin slightly furrowed his brow, and in an instant, he understood that Xiao Chang was a ruthless killer.

  The Demon's Battlefield is a dreamland for countless warriors, a place of glory! At the same time, it is also a nightmare for countless warriors. No one knows when the relatively calm Demon's Battlefield will erupt into war again. Even demon-slaying warriors cannot guarantee their survival on that battlefield. It is the burial ground for countless demonic warriors and human warriors.

  "I don't want to die! I still have a lot of life, I still want to live a life surrounded by countless beauties, with the thrill of adventure and excitement. But on the battlefield between humans and demons, no one dares to say they will definitely survive. Especially for someone like me, a warrior with seventh-level combat strength! I want to live on! I need power! For this reason, I didn't even enter the Great Spirit Array at the Warrior Academy. I don't want to stand on the sidelines and absorb that tiny bit of pitiful spirit energy. I want to create my own Spirit Array, absorb all the spirit energy, and become a Demon-Slaying Warrior in one move! As long as I can become a Demon-Slaying Warrior..."

  According to the laws of the Zhen Cai Empire, one has the right to postpone going to the Human-Demon Battlefield for five years. Qian Jin clearly understood the purpose of Xiao Chang's request. According to the imperial law, in order to make demon-conquering warriors stronger, any demon-conquering warrior who reaches the age of enlistment can delay for five years and use this time to improve themselves. For Xiao Chang, who has a vein of ore, these five years are extremely important.

  Perhaps five years later, Xiao Chang Lei Meng can really make a significant contribution on the battlefield and become the lord of a relatively remote city like Oakland by selling a certain amount of Dou Shi.

  "What a pity, Xiao Chang's eyes gleamed with desire as he gazed at the female swordsman's slender legs, delicate waist and proud chest: 'Water Lotus Filling Child, I originally intended to take you as my wife. Now, in order to keep the secret of my mine, you won't have the chance to enjoy wealth and glory with me. So, before you die, let me give you a taste of what it's like to be pampered by a man. Don't die still a virgin.'"

  Seventh-level Dou Qi transmission entered Xiao Chang Lei Ming's legs, the soft and rotten leaves were trampled on, making a gurgling sound, like the call of a toad. Two silver short guns shook out two clusters of gun flowers, like two silver snakes flying in the air. In Shui Lian Ying Er's eyes, there was a flash of silver light. The two short guns instantly seemed to transform into six silver guns, and for a moment, it was impossible to distinguish which one was the true body of the silver gun. The large sword with a width of four fingers in his hand instinctively danced hastily, not bothering with the dazzling silver guns, directly chopping at Xiao Chang Lei Ming's head.

  Xiao Chang's lips curled up in a cold smile, his eyes gleaming with a fierce light. The short gun in his hand shook back and forth, then suddenly thrust upwards from beneath the long sword. The tip of the gun struck the sword with a brief, violent impact, sending it flying high into the air. At the same time, another short gun in Xiao Chang's hand stabbed forward, striking Water Lotus Filling's shoulder and causing a burst of fresh blood to spurt out.

  "I advise you to stop resisting, Xiao Chang. The long sword added a bit of fresh blood to the tip. With a smug smile that showed he had everything under control: 'Your sword skills were taught by me, and I'm all too familiar with your weaknesses. I don't want to ruin your body before I've even tasted it, that would be too unappetizing.'"

  Shui Lian Ying Er's hands trembled slightly. The greatest weakness of the sword just now was that if it was broken, her wrist would be attacked by the backlash, and both hands would become numb for a short time, making it impossible to use strength again.

  "You, Shui Lianying, have been waiting anxiously for Xiao Chang's thunderous roar. Suddenly, a resolute glint flashed across her eyes: 'Even if I die, I will absolutely not let my body fall into your hands'."

  "This was when Gan Jing saw the unyielding eyes of Shui Lian Ying Er, his body suddenly shook violently. Originally, he always felt that there was some hidden danger around him, and he tried not to make a move, even if it was the temptation of the Dou Shi mine, he absolutely would not make a move in order to avoid dividing his attention during battle."

  But just at that moment, Gan Jing's gaze at Shui Lianying coincided with the one in his mind. The unforgettable gazes finally merged together.

  Forget it! For the sake of Dou Shi Mine, Qian Jing exerted himself and swung his head violently, his left hand suddenly grasping Bi Luo tightly. His 9th-level Dou Qi and strength surged into his legs, and with a twist and a push of his left foot's ankle on the ground, a powerful counterforce propelled his body forward at high speed, rubbing against the surrounding weeds with a series of loud rustling sounds.

  "Damn it! Can't stand it anymore! If you're going to kill someone, just kill them, why all the fuss!"

  The distance between them was less than eight meters. With a burst of speed, he closed the gap and appeared in front of Xiao Changfeng, his saber flashing with a faint hum as it sliced through the air with a fierce and violent momentum.