If I let you practice martial arts, you'll compress your vital energy ten thousand times?

The pale moonlight spilled onto the ravaged forest.

The strong smell of blood was nauseating.

Zhao Hai slumped to the ground, his entire body of fat trembling violently like a sieve.

He looked up at the killing god in front of him wearing a plastic mask, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Lin Yuan looked down at Zhao Hai.

The gaze beneath the mask held a rare hint of warmth.

Although this fat guy is usually unserious, when it comes to life and death, he would rather die himself than abandon his companion.

That temperament suits him.

Lin Yuan flipped his wrist and pulled out a cheap glass medicine bottle from his pocket.

That was a bottle of basic healing medicine that he had casually left behind when he bought everything on the black market.

For Lin Yuan now, this thing isn't even worthy of being used to fill a tooth gap.

pat.

The medicine bottle traced an arc in the air and landed precisely at Zhao Hai's feet.

"Although his strength is useless."

Lin Yuan's hoarse, cold voice rang out again.

"But at least he still has some backbone."

Zhao Hai stared blankly at the medicine bottle at his feet, his brain completely short-circuiting.

Grandmaster...you actually praised me for having backbone?

And they even gifted me a bottle of elixirs?!

Zhao Hai was so excited that his fat trembled violently, and he almost kowtowed three times to Lin Yuan on the spot.

Su Qinghan, who was standing next to her, was also taken aback.

The legendary, ruthless master who could crush a beast horde with a single step actually showed favor to a fat man at the second level of the Qi and Blood Realm.

But before she could figure out the logic behind it...

What happened next dealt an unprecedented and devastating blow to the worldview of this aloof school beauty.

The aloof, arrogant, white-faced killing god slowly turned around.

He walked over to the four gruesome corpses of the killers.

Then, completely lacking the demeanor of a peerless master... he squatted down.

Lin Yuan stretched out his hands and skillfully searched the corpse.

"These poor bastards don't even carry any cash."

Lin Yuan muttered something under his mask.

He ripped the spatial ring off the assassin leader's finger, casually wiped the blood off it with the corner of his clothes, and stuffed it into his pocket.

Then came the second and the third.

Lin Yuan didn't even let go of the few scattered alien beast cores hidden in the lining of the assassin's clothes.

Like a scavenger in the wilderness, he dug out everything and stuffed it into his pocket.

Su Qinghan's red lips parted slightly, frozen in place as if petrified.

This...this really is that Grandmaster of External Strength?

Aren't all the most powerful people supposed to treat money like dirt and leave without a trace after killing someone?

Why does this senior's technique of handling corpses seem more skilled than even the lowest-ranking mercenaries?!

That stingy, meticulous manner, as if afraid of missing a single coin, was completely at odds with the invincible aura he exuded just moments before, when he took a deep breath and instantly defeated four top masters!

"S-senpai..."

Su Qinghan couldn't help but swallow and tentatively called out.

Lin Yuan just managed to take the storage ring off the last assassin.

He paused slightly upon hearing Su Qinghan's voice.

Oh no, I was so focused on making money that I almost forgot to maintain the prestige of my online persona.

Lin Yuan stood up and dusted off his hands.

He didn't turn around to look at Su Qinghan, but instead put his hands behind his back and looked up at the dark night sky.

"Heaven is ruthless; all things are treated like straw dogs."

Lin Yuan lowered his voice and uttered a line that left everyone scratching their heads, pretending to be profound.

next second.

boom!

The ground beneath his feet suddenly exploded, creating a shallow crater.

Its massive, imposing body transformed into a black afterimage, soaring into the sky like an arrow released from a bow.

In the blink of an eye, it completely merged into the vast night, and no trace of its presence could be sensed anymore.

A cold wind blew through the dense forest.

Only four looted corpses and two people left behind, disheveled in the wind.

"Gulp..."

Zhao Hai clutched the bottle of basic healing medicine tightly in his arms, turning his head with a blank expression.

"School Beauty Su... was Grandmaster Senior... touching a corpse just now?"

Su Qinghan took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the shock and absurdity in her heart.

Her clear, beautiful eyes shimmered with an incredibly complex light.

"Shut up."

Su Qinghan struggled to her feet, using her longsword to support her swaying body.

"How could you or I possibly fathom the level of your cultivation, senior?"

"He must have had a deeper meaning behind doing this!"

Su Qinghan's mind raced, trying to find a reasonable explanation for the Grandmaster's behavior.

"Perhaps... the senior is using this method to temper his worldly heart."

Zhao Hai was stunned. Although he couldn't understand a word, he was deeply shocked.

"Let's go back to camp first."

Su Qinghan gritted her teeth, a chilling glint flashing in her beautiful eyes.

"We should go back and settle this score with that bastard Zhang Kuang tonight!"