Staying Alive Cautiously in the Celestial Realm and Becoming the Strongest

Chapter 703: Chapter 703: Dividing the Spoils
 

Sheer strength alone can also crush everything!

Wang Chen’s palm strike had condensed ninety percent of his own strength, and fused with the mighty power of the External Core, fully reaching the pinnacle level of the Purple Mansion.

This cultivator, who only possessed the cultivation level of the sixth layer of the Purple Mansion, was first stabbed in the eye by the Sword Pill. Then, he was solidly slapped by Wang Chen’s Heavenly Dragon Vajra Palm—how could he possibly withstand it!

His chest was caved in, and his back protruded, with no telling how many ribs had shattered; his internal organs suffered tremendous trauma in an instant.

As he was sent flying, a torrent of blood spewed from his mouth.

Mingled with countless shards of internal organs!

A wound of this extent essentially meant he was done for; even if he miraculously survived, he would have no fighting capability left.

Having heavily injured his opponent with his right palm, Wang Chen quickly raised his left hand and shouted in a deep voice, “Suppress!”

An overwhelmingly vast aura surged from within him, sweeping out in all directions instantaneously.

Enveloping the other five cultivators around him simultaneously!

All five at the Purple Mansion realm were shocked, each displaying an incredulous expression.

“Golden Core!”

One of them let out a heart-wrenching howl.

The terrifying force that had just been imposed on them contained the powerful breath of a Golden Core, creating an absolute suppression and intimidation at the level of their realms.

Believing Wang Chen to be a Golden Core True Person, these cultivators were filled with utter dread.

Their will to fight and their fighting spirit were greatly diminished.

Of course, Wang Chen was not at the cultivation level of the Golden Core. The invisible pressure he had just exerted was actually the result of activating the power of the External Core.

It was still quite different from that of a real Golden Core True Person.

However, these cultivators had been thrown into disarray by Wang Chen from the start; one comrade had been heavily wounded, and they subconsciously developed an immense apprehension toward Wang Chen.

It was this instinctual fear that robbed them of the courage to continue the battle.

These cultivators were truly no rabble; each one of them was bold and daring enough to venture deep into the Manglong Mountains—however, under the threat of death, the instinct to survive immediately took precedence.

Several cultivators retreated rapidly, some sacrificed their protective spiritual artifacts, others activated talismans for escape.

Each of them just wanted to save their own lives.

“Restrain!”

But in the next moment, a giant fox tail swept across the area, intercepting the cultivators trying to flee, and severely restricted their movements.

Luminous spiritual light covered all four directions!

“Green Hill Fox Monster!”

One cultivator stood rooted to the spot with wide eyes, trembling uncontrollably.

What sort of being had they provoked?

Bang!

No sooner had the words left the cultivator than a Flying Sword came streaking through the sky like lightning, circling around him twice.

A flash of light, and several blood-drenched body segments dropped to the ground!

At the same time, another cultivator next to him looked down at his chest, only to see a snow-white claw piercing through his back, then through his body and heart, and protruding from his chest.

His life drained away in an instant, completely gone!

And this fierce and bloody slaughter was far from over.

Boom!

The roof was blown off, countless broken stones and tiles scattered in all directions.

A cultivator, whose face was stricken with fear, had just taken to the air when he was immediately cut in half at the waist by a flying sword, screaming as he plummeted back into the ruins.

He did not die on the spot but tried to crawl away from this hell of death.

Instead, a corpse—its heart gouged out—came hurtling down and landed heavily on him.

Crushing his last breath!

The desolate village suddenly returned to silence, all clamor and chaos abruptly gone.

At that moment, even the moon hanging in the night sky had quietly hidden itself deep behind the clouds.

Wang Chen summoned the Dragon Abyss Sword and retracted it back into his body.

This lifebound magical treasure, having undergone constant refining day and night, was gradually revealing its unparalleled sharpness!

After retrieving the flying sword, his gaze turned to Hu Jiao.

This Green Hill Fox Monster was wiping its hands with a silk handkerchief, a look of disdain on its face.

Feeling Wang Chen’s gaze, it quickly put away the handkerchief and, looking around, said, “Brother Wang, this place is no longer suitable for resting. Let’s find another spot.”

“I know a great place that’s also very hidden.”

Wang Chen nodded, “Okay.”

But he didn’t immediately follow Hu Jiao. Instead, he cleaned the battlefield at the fastest speed.

Wang Chen had killed four out of the seven Purple Mansion cultivators, earning nearly three thousand points of Heavenly Merit.

Although they were all Loose Cultivators, their equipment was not bad at all. Each of them carried a high-quality Storage Bag, and all their Spiritual Artifacts together totaled twenty to thirty pieces!

Wang Chen, who had been impoverished lately, how could he possibly pass up this windfall!

The other party wanted to rob him, but now the tables were turned, and he was the one robbing them—this was the law of karma, the cycle of retribution was truly satisfying!

After clearing the spoils of war, Wang Chen used the Mysterious Fire Flying Crow to burn all the corpses into ashes, then in one breath, he cast dozens of Rebirth Talismans and Heavenly Secrets Talismans.

“Let’s go!”

Guided by Hu Jiao, the man and the monster stealthily traveled a hundred miles from the deserted village and finally arrived at a cave.

“This place used to be inhabited by a big, stupid bear.”

Hu Jiao explained, “Later, I drove it away. The place is not bad—just a bit dirty.”

It waved its hand in front of its nose, “There’s still a stench to this day!”

Looking utterly disgusted.

Wang Chen thought the cave was quite good. The entrance was narrow and very hidden, while the interior was another world.

As Hu Jiao said, though, the stench inside the cave was quite unpleasant.

But Wang Chen couldn’t care less about such things, given his lack of obsession with cleanliness. He immediately found a dry and clean spot, set up a new campfire and dropped some fragrant wood into the flames.

This kind of fragrant wood emitted a delightful scent, and the fragrance produced by its burning quickly spread to every corner of the cave.

The cave seemed to become warm and comfortable!

“You humans really know how to enjoy life!”

Hu Jiao took the cushion Wang Chen handed over and sat down in front of the campfire, sighing, “Not like us from the Monster Race…”

It shook its head but didn’t continue.

The Fox Tribe was considered very clean and particular among the Monster Race, but even so, they were nowhere near comparable to human beings.

In fact, most of the Monster Race hadn’t yet shed the habits of Monster Beasts.

Wang Chen smiled and placed the Storage Bags he had acquired, along with the miscellaneous Spiritual Artifacts, on the ground: “Half each, you pick first.”

Hu Jiao was taken aback, “I also get a share?”

“Of course,” Wang Chen said without a second thought. “You exerted effort, of course you should share in the spoils. That’s only fair.”

Hu Jiao stared at him blankly, “My mother told me that your human race is the greediest…”

It had a good impression of Wang Chen, and since it didn’t care about these external belongings, it hadn’t thought about claiming a share.

To avoid falling out with Wang Chen over the division of spoils.

Unexpectedly, Wang Chen had brought it up proactively.

“Give it all to you,” The Green Hill Fox Tribe vigorously shook its head, “I don’t want it!”

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