Devouring Soul Emperor

The moment Chu Qingyun was recognized.

Whether they were new disciples or seniors from previous years, everyone instantly turned their heads, their gazes locking onto him.

Even the Tier Seven Martial Spirit locked in a fierce battle with Mu Xiaoxiao couldn't help but turn to look at Chu Qingyun.

The instant his focus wavered, however, Mu Xiaoxiao seized the opportunity to launch a fierce assault, forcing him to abandon the distraction and fight with all his might.

The lead Tier Seven Martial Spirit's expression flickered before he broke into a smile. "So you're Junior Brother Chu Qingyun. My apologies, my apologies..."

"You know me?" Chu Qingyun asked in confusion.

"Haha, Junior Brother Chu, your great name has probably spread throughout the entire Saint Extreme Sect by now. The champion of the Celestial Martial City Pill Battle Conference, and... over ninety thousand Saint Extreme Points."

As the man spoke, a peculiar light flickered in his eyes.

Hearing this, Chu Qingyun's expression couldn't help but shift slightly.

The news of him being the champion of the Celestial Martial City Pill Battle Conference getting out was no big deal.

However, the news of his ninety thousand-plus Saint Extreme Points spreading was definitely not a good thing.

Because Saint Extreme Points could be traded between people!

After a moment's thought, Chu Qingyun understood. Zhou Jianxiong must have deliberately spread this information.

The people who knew about this matter...

Zhou Qian and those three Inner Sect Elders would definitely not go around publicizing it. Even if they did mention it, it would be to other Elders at most; they would never gossip about it randomly throughout the Outer and Inner Sects.

Mu Xiaoxiao and Dai probably wouldn't bring it up on their own either, and no one would actively investigate such a thing.

Qi Hao was also a discreet person and wouldn't blab.

When you looked at it that way, the only one left was Zhou Jianxiong!

'That treacherous bastard...'

Chu Qingyun's expression darkened.

"Junior Brother Chu, I heard you've also been to Blood Abyss City and the Blood Sect ruins."

"I, Dong Lichen, will give you some face. I won't inspect your Storage Ring. Just be smart about it and hand over all your Blood Crystals."

"Same old rule: one hundred drops of Primordial Spirit Liquid per crystal."

said the Tier Seven Martial Spirit, Dong Lichen.

"I have my own use for the Blood Crystals. I don't want to sell them to you," Chu Qingyun said flatly.

He wasn't too concerned about a mere Tier Seven Martial Spirit.

Back in the Blood Sect ruins, Chu Qingyun had been able to easily kill Tier Seven Martial Spirits.

Now, even against a Tier Seven Martial Spirit from the sect, he was confident he could handle them.

His attempt to force the sale of Blood Crystals had been rejected.

The smile on Dong Lichen's face froze. However, he didn't fly into a rage. Instead, he continued, "Heh, no matter. It's fine if you don't want to sell the Blood Crystals."

"I heard Junior Brother Chu has a great surplus of Saint Extreme Points recently. I wonder if you're interested in selling?"

'Sell my Saint Extreme Points?'

Chu Qingyun frowned. He hadn't expected trouble to find him so quickly.

"What's the price?" he asked casually.

Dong Lichen gave a sly chuckle and said, "As for the price... I hear you have over ninety thousand Saint Extreme Points, Junior Brother Chu. How about this? I'll round it up for you. I'll use one hundred thousand drops of Primordial Spirit Liquid to buy them all."

After speaking, Dong Lichen stared at Chu Qingyun with a cold smirk.

Although Chu Qingyun was the champion of the Celestial Martial City Pill Battle Conference.

But this was the Outer Sect of the Saint Extreme Sect, not the Pill Institute. It was a place where strength mattered most.

Furthermore, Dong Lichen and his group were helping an Inner Sect Disciple collect Blood Crystals.

If he could get a large number of Blood Crystals from Chu Qingyun and Mu Xiaoxiao...

...then he could curry favor with that Inner Sect Disciple. With such a powerful backer, he would no longer have any reason to fear Chu Qingyun.

If he could get his hands on those ninety thousand-plus Saint Extreme Points, he could spend all year soaking in the Saint Extreme Tower.

At that point, his strength would advance by leaps and bounds. Entering the Inner Sect wouldn't be difficult, and he would have even less reason to fear Chu Qingyun.

Of course, the best-case scenario was getting both.

A massive number of Blood Crystals and over ninety thousand Saint Extreme Points... Dong Lichen felt his eyes burn just thinking about it...

Meanwhile, Chu Qingyun scoffed inwardly with contempt.

He had exchanged Primordial Spirit Liquid for Saint Extreme Points from an Inner Sect Elder at a ratio of one thousand to one.

Moreover, Qi Hao had specifically warned him not to sell his Saint Extreme Points, even at a ratio of two thousand to one.

But now, this guy was trying to buy his ninety thousand-plus Saint Extreme Points with a mere one hundred thousand drops of Primordial Spirit Liquid.

A ratio of nearly one to one!

It was an absolute joke!

"I'm not planning to sell my Saint Extreme Points either."

Chu Qingyun couldn't be bothered with him anymore.

Not selling?

The leader's face finally turned cold.

"Not selling the Blood Crystals, and not selling the Saint Extreme Points... Junior Brother Chu, are you looking down on us?"

As he spoke, Dong Lichen began to slowly release a tyrannical aura.

"Hmph. If you want others to respect you, you should do things worthy of respect."

"Bullying others with your power, even preying on new disciples who just joined the sect. Do you think your actions are worthy of anyone's respect?"

Chu Qingyun snorted coldly.

He could also see that this matter would likely not end peacefully.

However, it was just one Tier Seven Martial Spirit. He really didn't care.

Since the time in the Blood Sect ruins, the number of Tier Seven Martial Spirits who had died at Chu Qingyun's hands was probably more than he could count on one hand!

"Good. You've got guts. But I'm not a piece of trash like them," Dong Lichen said coldly.

Chu Qingyun sneered, "If you're not a piece of trash like them, then what kind of trash are you?"

Chu Qingyun had always detested bullies who threw their weight around, so his words spared Dong Lichen no face whatsoever.

"Brat, you're courting death!"

"Ice-Horned Python!"

Dong Lichen's expression turned ugly.

But facing Chu Qingyun, who had comprehended Thunder Sword Intent, he didn't dare to be careless. He immediately unleashed his Martial Soul.

A Tier Four Martial Soul, the Ice-Horned Python.

The massive, white Martial Soul Illusion of a python, coiling upwards with its head held high, rapidly materialized behind him.

And on its head was a single, translucent, ice-colored horn.

"Frost Squeeze!"

Dong Lichen let out a sharp cry and instantly used a Soul Technique.

The horn on the head of the Ice-Horned Python Martial Soul Illusion behind him flashed brightly.

From beneath Chu Qingyun's feet, two smaller versions of the Ice-Horned Python, formed from pale blue ice, instantly shot out.

The two ice pythons instantly wrapped around Chu Qingyun's ankles. Then, they rapidly spiraled up his legs, past his abdomen and chest, before splitting to tightly bind his arms, coil by coil.

In the blink of an eye, Chu Qingyun's entire body was restrained by the two smaller ice pythons.

"Hmph. All talk, but your strength is pathetic."

"Kneel for me!"

Cold Martial Soul Power gathered between Dong Lichen's hands, condensing into an Ice Long Staff. He lunged at Chu Qingyun, sweeping the staff toward his legs!

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