"You found it first? What a joke, I’ve discovered this Spirit Grass months ago and was just waiting for it to mature. First come, first served, so it’s you who should leave."
The disciple from the Candle Flame Sect snorted coldly.
This statement was virtually indistinguishable from twisting words to rob others, which made Chu Fengmian’s eyes turn cold unconsciously.
Chu Fengmian wasn’t interested in provoking others, but that didn’t mean he was weak. The Spirit Grass was discovered by him first; it belonged to him, and no one could snatch it.
"If you’re a newcomer and don’t want trouble, you’d better leave quietly, lest you invite a fatal disaster."
The Candle Flame Sect disciple glanced at Chu Fengmian and spoke.
While speaking, his figure moved swiftly, reaching out for the Spirit Grass.
But the moment the Candle Flame Sect disciple made his move, another figure, even quicker, rushed in front of him and seized all of the twenty-plus stalks of Spirit Grass into Chu Fengmian’s hands.
"Senior brother, please leave now."
Chu Fengmian said calmly.
"What a fast movement technique!"
The disciple from the Candle Flame Sect, surprised by Chu Fengmian beating him to the punch, his face changing with shock, then an even stronger greed erupted in his eyes.
With the seventh level of the Physical Refinement Realm, to possess such speed, Chu Fengmian’s movement technique was undoubtedly exquisite, even more desirable than the Spirit Grass itself.
"Kid, I was going to spare your life, but since you refuse to recognize a good opportunity when you see one, don’t blame me for being impolite!"
The Candle Flame Sect disciple laughed loudly as a surge of Spiritual Power suddenly burst out of him, transforming into flames and charging towards Chu Fengmian.
The Candle Flame Sect disciple was also about the fourth level of the Divine Sea Realm in strength, and his eyes filled with a murderous intent when he looked at Chu Fengmian.
"I will obtain your movement technique after I extract your soul and refine your spirit!"
With that, the flames, following the Candle Flame Sect disciple’s palm strike, fiercely assaulted Chu Fengmian.
This palm strike was merciless, intending to obliterate Chu Fengmian with a single blow.
Chu Fengmian snorted coldly and threw a punch in response.
If the disciple from the Candle Flame Sect dared to kill, Chu Fengmian was not someone who could be easily dealt with.
He who kills must be prepared to be killed; toward enemies, Chu Fengmian never showed mercy.
Under Chu Fengmian’s punch, the flames from the Candle Flame Sect disciple were violently shattered.
Not only that, but also the disciple’s figure was sent flying dozens of meters back by the punch, a massive gaping hole appeared in his chest; he was not dead but severely injured.
"What! Weren’t you just at the seventh level of the Physical Refinement Realm? How could you have such terrifying power!"
The Candle Flame Sect disciple shouted in disbelief.
He had clearly discerned Chu Fengmian’s level, just the seventh level of the Physical Refinement Realm, which is why he dared to strike and try to kill Chu Fengmian.
Unexpectedly, he couldn’t even withstand a single move from Chu Fengmian and was severely wounded.
"Senior, I failed to recognize Mount Tai and have offended you. Please spare me this once,"
the disciple from Zhu Yan Sect directly knelt to the ground, wailing bitterly.
"Spare you? If my strength truly were at the seventh level of Body Refinement Realm, I would be a dead man by now, wouldn’t I?"
Chu Fengmian’s voice was icy cold, his eyes showing unrelenting killing intent.
With a roar, Chu Fengmian threw another punch, directly killing the disciple from Zhu Yan Sect.
When this disciple from the Zhu Yan Sect made his move, he had shown no mercy, so naturally, Chu Fengmian wouldn’t give him a second chance.
After killing the disciple from Zhu Yan Sect, Chu Fengmian moved his hand and snatched over his storage bag. Upon opening it, he found that it contained mostly Spiritual Medicines.
These Spiritual Medicines, many of which were unheard of in the Wusheng Kingdom, seemed to be special products of the Holy Land.
Although these Spiritual Medicines weren’t of particularly high grade, they were still better than nothing for Chu Fengmian.
"In this Holy Land, there are no restrictions. Relationships between Martial Artists become even more perilous; everyone is an enemy."
Chu Fengmian looked at the corpse of the disciple from Zhu Yan Sect, thinking to himself.
If he were outside the Holy Land, he might have considerations for the other’s sect and such, and wouldn’t easily take lives.
But within this Holy Land, there were no constraints. To kill was to kill. Murder for loot was a common sight, much like the scene that had just unfolded, which must have happened countless times.
"These Spirit Grasses should also be sufficient to help me consolidate my realm,"
Chu Fengmian thought, looking at the Spirit Grass in his hand. He suddenly stuffed over twenty stalks of Spirit Grass into his mouth, chewing and swallowing them voraciously.
If others saw this scene, they would think Chu Fengmian had gone mad.
The potency of one stalk of Spirit Grass was equivalent to ten thousand Qi Gathering Pills. Now, what Chu Fengmian had ingested in one go was tantamount to over two hundred thousand Qi Gathering Pills—a staggering amount.
Not to mention a Martial Artist at the Divine Sea Realm, even a Martial Artist at the Riding Wind Realm might explode from ingesting such a vast amount of potency. But for Chu Fengmian, who possessed the phantom image of the War Dragon within his body, no amount of Spiritual Power was too much to absorb.
Even the potency of the over twenty stalks of Spirit Grass would only make the Spiritual Power of the War Dragon’s phantom image a bit more robust. It wouldn’t even be enough to condense a droplet of the ancient War Dragon’s essence blood.
However, the potency of these Spirit Grasses filled the void left in Chu Fengmian’s Spiritual Power from the last time he condensed the ancient War Dragon’s essence blood, returning his strength to its peak.
Now, Chu Fengmian needed only to find an opportunity for another breakthrough, to condense more of the ancient War Dragon’s essence blood.
But at the moment, Chu Fengmian was not in a hurry. He planned to accumulate more Spiritual Medicines and Spirit Pills before attempting to break through directly to the Divine Sea Realm.
Without reaching the Divine Sea Realm, there wasn’t much enhancement left for Chu Fengmian’s current strength.
"In this Holy Land, there seem to be Spirit Medicines everywhere. With this opportunity, I can gather them to build up reserves for my breakthrough,"
Chu Fengmian thought to himself. He casually buried the corpse of the disciple from Zhu Yan Sect and continued searching for other Spiritual Medicines.
The other Spiritual Medicines, though not as potent as the Spirit Grass Chu Fengmian had obtained, were still equivalent to several thousand Qi Gathering Pills each, representing significant wealth for Chu Fengmian.
To think that Chu Fengmian had earned only two thousand Contribution Points for completing the mission to eradicate the sand bandits, which could at most be exchanged for six thousand Qi Gathering Pills. Now, any of these Spiritual Medicines was equivalent to Chu Feng completing one of those missions.
Furthermore, while these Spiritual Medicines were not as easy to obtain as spitting in the wind, Chu Fengmian managed to gather more than ten stalks in just an hour.
The speed at which he was amassing wealth was astonishing.
With this, it probably wouldn’t take much time for Chu Fengmian to gather enough Spiritual Medicines to make a breakthrough to the Divine Sea Realm in one fell swoop.