Simultaneous traversal: All Abyss difficulty.

Chapter 776 I never hit women, but I can't tell the difference between men and women.
"You won't agree? I'll kill you if you don't agree!"

A dark gray miasma swirled overhead, like an ominous curtain.

The bottom of the pit was dimly lit, with the only light source coming from a strange herb in the center of the pit. It emitted a soft, tangible starlight, and its leaves were crystal clear, as if they were made of fragments of stars, illuminating the small area in a dreamlike way.

However, beneath this "starlight" lies a murderous aura.

The two groups of people stood facing each other in a clear and distinct manner, and the tense atmosphere was almost tangible.

On the left, six people were dressed in uniform moon-white palace attire, their robes fluttering, and a faint purple mist swirled around them.

Their positions were mysterious, subtly forming a combined attack, clearly indicating they were disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect.

The woman at the head of the group was beautiful, but her eyes were cold and sharp. She looked about six-tenths like Liu Yifei and held a pair of crescent-shaped blades that gleamed with a cold light in her hands.

On the right, seven people were dressed in dark bronze tight-fitting clothes and carried broad and heavy stone swords on their backs. They were noticeably more robust than the disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect, revealing the rugged style of Tianque Fortress.

The burly man leading the group still had a fresh bloodstain on his face. He held a large, unsheathed sword, his muscles bulging, and he glared fiercely at the person opposite him. His breathing was heavy, clearly indicating that he had just gone through a fierce battle.

The ground around the edge of the pit was a mess, with charred marks from magical burns, huge sword wounds, scattered fragments of magical artifacts, and several pools of dark red blood that had not yet congealed, silently telling the story of the fierce battle that had taken place here not long ago.

Two people from Tianque Fortress had collapsed and were unable to get up, while one person from Yanyue Sect was also weak and being supported by his companion.

"Hmph! You barbarians from Tianque Fortress, still won't admit defeat?! This Star Soul Grass is already in the hands of my Hidden Moon Sect!"

The leading woman of the Hidden Moon Sect shouted sharply, her voice carrying an undeniable confidence and a hint of victorious arrogance.

The other disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect were invigorated and stepped forward, making the encirclement even more oppressive.

The burly man from Tianque Fortress had veins bulging on his forehead and his fists clenched tightly, clearly extremely unwilling to accept defeat.

He glanced at his fellow disciples lying on the ground, then looked up at the spiritual herb radiating an alluring starlight. A struggle flashed in his eyes, but it was ultimately replaced by helplessness. His massive shoulders slumped, and he growled in a hoarse voice, "Go!"

The remaining disciples of Tianque Fortress were filled with resentment and reluctance, but they could only grit their teeth and, at the leader's signal, help up the seriously wounded and drag their heavy steps, preparing to leave the area where they had fought bloody battles.

A smile finally appeared on the face of the charming woman from the Hidden Moon Sect—the smug smile of a victor.

She moved gracefully, stepping out from the crowd, ignoring the departing remnants of Tianque Fortress, and with a mixture of excitement and greed, headed straight for the Star Soul Grass that shimmered with light.

This is a top-grade spiritual herb, priceless!
Her slender hands trembled slightly as she reached out towards the soft starlight—the harvested fruit was within reach!

At this moment!
"laugh!"

A figure, as silent and swift as a ghost, plunged headfirst down the steep, jagged rock wall above the pit!

The speed was so fast that it left only a blurry afterimage of a figure wearing a brand-new blue robe in everyone's retinas, but the posture was strangely relaxed and carefree.

His figure landed precisely beside the Star Soul Grass, blocking the outstretched hand of the Moon Concealing Sect woman between the grass and the spirit herb.

"puff!"

The barely audible sound of the soil loosening.

The Star Soul Grass, radiating a dreamlike starlight, along with the soil around its roots, was instantly and effortlessly pulled out by an invisible force. Then, with a gentle lift of the hand, the spirit grass disappeared into its owner's sleeve.

The entire movement was fluid and lightning fast!
It was as if he was the guardian of that spiritual herb, and that he was just going home and casually taking his own things.

The bottom of the pit fell into a deathly silence.

"Who?!"

The smile on the woman's face from the Hidden Moon Sect froze completely, then turned into a twisted expression of shock and anger! Her outstretched hand was still frozen in mid-air, her eyes fixed on the empty ground and the young man standing there with a lazy and innocent smile on his face—it was Fang Yu.

"How dare you! You scoundrel, how dare you steal from my Hidden Moon Sect?!"

"Hand over the spirit herb!"

"I'm looking for death!"

The other disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect reacted instantly, their angry shouts erupting almost simultaneously. Several sharp spiritual energy fluctuations immediately locked onto Fang Yu, and crescent blades flashed with cold light, surrounding him in the center.

They had just paid a price to defeat Tianque Fortress, and the treasure they were about to obtain was snatched away by someone who appeared out of nowhere. They were absolutely furious!
Even the remnants of Tianque Fortress who were about to leave the edge of the pit stopped in shock, staring in disbelief at the dramatic scene below.

A complex look flashed in the burly man's eyes, a mixture of astonishment, pleasure, and schadenfreude.

Surrounded by five elite disciples of the Hidden Moon Sect at the peak of Qi Refining, Fang Yu seemed to feel no pressure.

He leisurely patted the hem of his new blue robe, which had just been dusted, and looked up at the leader of the Hidden Moon Sect, whose cheeks were flushed with anger. The playful smile on his lips deepened.

"Rob?" Fang Yu raised an eyebrow, his tone carrying a matter-of-fact question. "What makes you say that? All I see is a bunch of you staring at each other."

"You bastard! That spirit herb is clearly our spoils of war!" The woman from the Hidden Moon Sect almost screamed. She had never seen such a shameless and audacious person.

Fang Yu shrugged, looking completely innocent: "Yours? This thing spawns in the wild, it's not like you looted the loot box. Did I loot that burly guy lying on the ground? No, right? I looted a large red potion that spawned in the wild, what's it to you!"

"you!"

He shook his head, his gaze sweeping over the crowd surrounding him, then deliberately looking at the bloodstains left by Tianque Fortress on the ground. His tone became slow and deliberate, yet full of mischievousness and undeniable mockery: "Alright then, I'm not an unreasonable person. How about this, you try to get this spirit herb to call your name? If it does, it proves it does have an owner, and I'll return it to you immediately, how about that?"

Fang Yu tilted his head and looked at the female disciple of the Hidden Moon Sect who was practically breathing fire with a smile: "If it can't shout, hehe, then isn't it something that was born of nature and has no owner? Of course, whoever gets it first gets to keep it, right?"

"You!!!" The woman from the Hidden Moon Sect was so choked by this absurd and infuriatingly illogical argument that she almost vomited blood. She was speechless for a moment, and her spiritual energy fluctuated violently due to extreme anger.

The other disciples surrounding him were dumbfounded, having never seen such a cunning, shameless, and irrefutable fallacy.

"You're asking for death!" She finally squeezed out these three words through gritted teeth, her eyes blazing with murderous intent.

"Heh." Fang Yu chuckled lightly. Faced with the burst of killing intent, his figure suddenly became blurry, leaving behind a pale blue afterimage of electricity.

"Hey!"

Amidst a faint crackling of electricity, he moved like a nimble bolt of lightning, instantly piercing through the not-yet-completely-locked encirclement and appearing on the other side of the rock wall, several feet away from the cave entrance. He casually grabbed a protruding rock with one hand, looking down at the furious crowd below.

"Tsk, it seems the spirit herb hasn't learned to speak yet."

He shrugged, a mocking smile on his face. "If you haven't learned to speak, then you're mine. Let's go! Oh, and let me warn you, although I never hit women, I can't tell the difference between men and women."

"Thief, don't run!" The woman immediately threw out a disc, which went straight for Fang Yu's position!
Just as the disc was about to arrive, a loud bang was heard, and the woman was struck by a bolt of purple lightning and turned into charred remains!
Everyone was trembling with shock!

That's lightning magic! Lightning magic at its peak!
A single bolt of lightning instantly turned a female disciple of the Hidden Moon Sect, who was at the peak of Qi Refining, into charcoal!

Fang Yu caught the woman's "last possession" plate with one hand, looked at the crowd, and pouted mockingly, "She thinks that just because she's a beautiful woman who looks like Liu Yifei, I'll let her off the hook if she attacks me?"

On the contrary! I'd rather smell what it's like to have a beautiful woman chopped into charcoal!

Fang Yu sniffed it, frowned, and said, "It stinks."

The audience was silent.

(End of this chapter)