Mortal: Starting by looting Han Laomo's entire herb garden

Wen Tianren stared intently at Lu Yan, his eyes filled with disbelief.

If one's natal magic weapon is damaged, it cannot be restored without several years of nurturing.

But he was, after all, a successor of the Six Paths Supreme Saint, and knew that retreating now meant certain death, while staying might offer a glimmer of hope.

Wen Tianren took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his surging blood and qi. He formed hand seals, and demonic energy surged around him. Six blurry phantoms slowly condensed behind him.

"For forcing me to use the Six Extremes True Demon Art, you've died a worthy death!"

His voice was hoarse, yet it carried an almost manic confidence.

"Let me show you what the number one demonic art in the Chaotic Star Sea is all about!"

Lu Yan watched him gather his strength, a cold smile curling at the corner of his lips.

"The Six Extremes True Demonic Art?"

He made a hand seal with both hands, then raised his right hand high, palm facing the sky, and lightning gathered and flickered in his palm.

With his left hand forming a hand seal, he uttered obscure and difficult-to-understand incantations. Countless gold and silver runes emerged from the void and disappeared into the palm of his hand like swallows returning to their nests.

"The so-called number one demonic skill in the Chaotic Star Sea is nothing more than self-aggrandizement in some obscure corner."

The lightning intensified, condensing into a fist-sized golden metal sphere in his palm. The sphere's surface was covered with runes, radiating a devastating pressure.

Thunder Sacrifice Technique.

This Thunder Sacrifice Technique, having been adapted and taught by the Dao Ancestor, could be used by Lu Yan, even though he was only at the Core Formation stage.

Wen Tianren's pupils contracted sharply. Although he didn't know what it was, an unprecedented sense of crisis rose from the bottom of his heart.

The six illusory figures behind him finally coalesced, and six monstrous demonic energies soared straight into the sky.

But it was too late.

Lu Yan uttered a single word.

"go."

The golden metal sphere disappeared into the purple clouds like a meteor, rendering the distorted space of the Purple Cloud Banner useless at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, a golden sun rose above the sea.

boom!

The waves crashed against the shore, shaking the heavens and the earth.

A huge crater was evaporated from the sea surface within a radius of several miles, and the water vapor turned into a sky full of white mist, which was then torn apart by lightning.

The Purple Cloud Banner instantly turned to ashes, and the maids and servants didn't even have time to scream before they were reduced to dust in the lightning.

The water vapor slowly dissipated.

Wen Tianren was covered in blood, kneeling in mid-air, his right arm missing from his shoulder, the charred wound a shocking sight.

His pale purple robe was already torn to shreds, revealing his skin charred black by lightning and fire.

The Great Law of Transforming Calamity.

Sacrifice a limb to avert a fatal wound.

Wen Tianren, panting, looked up at Lu Yan, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"This is impossible. Who exactly are you?"

He regretted it.

It's not that I regret coming overseas, it's that I regret provoking such a pervert.

No, it doesn't seem like he provoked them; it was the other party who provoked him.

How come I've never heard of a guy like that before?

Lu Yan said expressionlessly, "Dead people don't need to know that much."

Wen Tianren's right arm was mangled and bloody at the site of the severed arm.

He was panting heavily, his left hand trembling as he reached for the storage bag at his waist, took out a handful of pills, stuffed them into his mouth, and desperately tried to refine their medicinal power.

"Do you...do you know who Wen is?"

Wen Tianren raised his head, his eyes filled with resentment and unwillingness: "I am a disciple personally taught by the Six Paths Ancestor. If you kill me, my master will surely grind you to dust. At that time, there will be no place for you in heaven or on earth!"

As he spoke, he frantically activated the medicine to repair his injuries, and new flesh and blood slowly grew at the site of his severed arm.

If he could stall for a while and wait for his spiritual energy to recover somewhat, he would be confident that he could use a secret technique to escape.

"You're just a rogue cultivator who's offended Holy Demon Island. You'll have no chance of survival in the entire Chaotic Star Sea! It's not too late to back down now; I, Wen, can let bygones be bygones..."

Before he could finish speaking, a flash of lightning appeared before his eyes.

Lu Yan's figure appeared out of thin air three feet in front of him, so fast that Wen Tianren's pupils didn't even have time to contract.

A giant hammer appeared in Lu Yan's hand, its body covered with lightning patterns and crackling with electric arcs, emanating a suffocating aura of destruction.

Nine Heavens Hammer.

"you……"

Wen Tianren only managed to utter half a word.

boom!

The hammer slammed down, striking Wen Tianren squarely in the chest.

The sound of bones shattering was clearly audible. Wen Tianren was sent flying backward, spitting out blood. The pill he had just swallowed was sprayed out along with fragments of flesh and blood.

Lu Yan stepped forward and said coldly, "You dare to take my pills?"

Wen Tianren crashed into the sea, sending up a spray of water several meters high.

He struggled to the surface, and upon hearing those words, he felt a lump in his throat and nearly fainted.

Your elixir?

Those were pills from his own storage bag, pills he plundered on Bitao Island. How did they become yours?

"you……"

Wen Tianren pointed at Lu Yan, his lips trembling, wanting to curse but unable to utter a word.

His chest was sunken into a large crater, and countless ribs were broken. Every breath felt like swallowing knives.

He was completely dumbfounded by that blow, and all that remained in his eyes was terror.

Lu Yan raised his hand, and a golden bolt of lightning condensed in his palm.

Huan Gu Jin Lei.

"No! Stop!"

Wen Tianren's pupils dilated as he desperately tried to use his last life-saving measure, but his spiritual power was already exhausted.

He could only watch helplessly as the golden lightning grew brighter and brighter, eventually engulfing him completely.

Golden lightning exploded on the sea surface, and Wen Tianren's body shattered like porcelain, turning into ashes. Even his primordial spirit couldn't escape and was completely annihilated by the Bone-Cleansing Golden Lightning.

Only a storage bag and a few scattered treasures remained on the sea surface, floating in the lingering aftershocks of lightning.

Lu Yan waved his hand and took everything into his hands.

After taking stock, the haul was quite plentiful.

A four-dragon belt was tied directly around the waist.

One Frost Bead, an ice-attribute magic item.

The Tianyang gilded needle was severely damaged, but it can still be repaired.

A roll of animal hide, inscribed with the "Mirror of Myself: Mysterious Divine Technique".

A jade slip records the method for refining the Eight Gates Golden Light Mirror.

Three hundred and fifty thousand spirit stones.

There were several pills, including Peiyuan Pill, Huiyuan Pill, and Jiangchen Pill, as well as a few bottles of pills whose names I couldn't tell.

A plethora of rare and precious materials, including thousand-year-old ginseng, jade-scaled fruit, and crimson coral—a dazzling array of priceless treasures.

Lu Yan weighed the storage bag in his hand and couldn't help but complain, "Did they empty the entire Jiang family's place?"

But now, they all belong to him.

Including the previous spoils, he now has over 400,000 spirit stones, not including the value of other rare and precious materials.

The two spirit beasts dealt with the servants, then flew back carrying several storage bags, waving them in front of Lu Yan as if to show off their achievements.

Lu Yan took it, scanned it with his divine sense, and couldn't help but curl his lip.

All that was left were a few hundred spirit stones, plus a few second-rate magic artifacts and some low-grade pills—they were incredibly poor.

"Alright, let's go back."

He retrieved the Illusionary Phoenix and the Ink Dragon, then rode the waves and sped back the way he came.

Jiang Xingzhou saw Lu Yan's figure in the distance and quickly came to greet him.

"Brother Nie!" He looked Lu Yan up and down, his eyes filled with shock and reverence: "Wen Tianren, he..."

"He's dead."

Jiang Xingzhou gasped, then bowed deeply, his tone sincere: "Brother Nie's abilities are unparalleled; I admire him utterly! Even Wen Tianren, a direct disciple of the Six Paths Supreme Saint and a top-tier Core Formation cultivator, is no match for Brother Nie. To be acquainted with Brother Nie is truly my greatest fortune!"

Lu Yan waved his hand to interrupt his flattery: "Fellow Daoist Jiang, there's no need for further compliments. Take me to find the ten-thousand-year-old fire coral."

Jiang Xingzhou was slightly taken aback, a hint of embarrassment appearing on his face. After hesitating for a moment, he said, "That place... is a bit dangerous."

"I knew you were hiding something all along." Lu Yan's expression remained unchanged, his tone calm: "Just say it directly, I'm not surprised at all."

Jiang Xingzhou chuckled sheepishly, no longer daring to hide anything, and honestly said, "That ten-thousand-year-old fire coral is in a deep-sea cave in the Demon Beast Abyss. There's a peak level seven clam spirit guarding the outer perimeter of that cave, its strength comparable to the late-stage Core Formation realm. I didn't dare say it before because I was afraid Brother Nie would back down..."

"Peak of Level Seven?" Lu Yan nodded. "Lead the way."

Jiang Xingzhou was taken aback: "Brother Nie, that's a level seven peak demonic beast, and it's in the deep sea, its home ground..."

"You just need to lead the way; I'll handle the enemy," Lu Yan said, glancing at him with an unquestionable tone.

Jiang Xingzhou met those calm eyes, and swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

He had witnessed Lu Yan's strength, and since the other party was aware of it, it would be tactless for him to say anything more.

"it is good."