Immortal Ascension Tower 42 Priceless Treasure

"You two! Pay up. Now," he rotated his cultivation base, making his robes flutter intimidatingly in the process. "Or I'll get angry. You two wouldn't want to make me angry, would you?"

Being the one that Kunzi guy had spoken to, Cheng Hao pondered for some time on what he should do. Eventually, he came to the conclusion... that a little bit of extra spare change would never hurt.

He shook his head with a chuckle, "Make you angry? Oh, of course not, senior! We were only thinking that we had picked the wrong road! Could we perhaps... turn back and leave?"

"Turn back... and leave?" The hooded cultivator was taken by surprise. He turned around, glancing at his companions and broke into laughter. "Heard that? The kid wants to leave!"

Cheng Hao's smile widened imperceptibly, "Does that mean... you won't allow us to leave?"

The hooded cultivator paused for a bit. Then, as if he had realized something, he waved his hand rea.s.suringly, "Well... of course you can! However... Eh!"

With a snap of his fingers, the nine other Vacant Disciples edged closer. Although awakwardly, they still managed to completely surround Cheng Hao and Xiao Wu. "You see, in that case... we might have to take a little extra payment!"

The golden-eyed youth raised an eyebrow. Then, his gaze turned from the group of the closing-in bandits, to a white-robed old man in the distance, at the entry of the bazaar. He had a single black stripe running down from his left shoulder to his right: he was a Vacant Elder, an administrator of justice within the Vacant Sect! At the moment however, he seemed to be ignoring the hooded men's actions, as if he were used to it and could not be bothered to take action. Seeing this, Cheng Hao's smile grew slightly wider. "Mmm..." He stroked his chin in a pensive manner before he announced, "I guess I'll take the third option then."

The boy stepped forward, placing himself in between the attackers and Xiao Wu. Then, with a smug smile, he pointed at the distant, white-robed figure, "I'll be asking that Elder over there to uphold justice and take action!"

"Pff-! Bwahahah!"

"He's going to ask Old Ji to help out? Ahahah... That's hilarious, kid!"

HearingCheng Hao's words , the bandits couldn't help laughing and mocking the youth: Old Ji, the Vacant Elder standing by the gate and whom Cheng Hao was pointing at, had been a collaborator of theirs for many months now... In exchange for a small percentage of their gains, he would turn a blind eye to their wrongdoings. After all, there was no such thing as a Sect Rule that prevented disciples from fighting each other! As far as the Vacant Sect was concerned, although killing would not go completely unpunished, robbing could be overlooked. With enough incentive, that was even the more so!

However, it was at this moment, when the ten robbers were chuckling and joking around, and most importantly after Kunzi had finally dropped his guard, that Cheng Hao made his move.

He moved so fast that he seemed not to have left at all, his afterimage only disappearing when he had long since appeared right beside the leader of the hooded men. Standing outside an encirclement of nine adult cultivators, Kunzi's eyes widened as he saw a golden-eyed ghost materializing in his field of vision. Fluctuations of a mighty cultivation base battered against his consciousness, causing him to feel slightly dizzy. This lasted only for the fraction of a second, but it was enough to paralyze the early Basic Stage cultivator long enough for Cheng Hao to easily grab his arm and align Kunzi's blade with another hooded man's back...

At this moment, everyone was still staring slack-jawed at the stop where a person had just disappeared, wondering if their eyes were deceiving them, unaware of what was going on behind them. Then, a child's innocent and frightened voice rang out.

"Uh? Sir, what are you doing? Sir, stop! Don't do it!" and just as Cheng Hao said that, he gave the arm holding the weapon a light push...

Stab.

In his daze induced by the earlier crashes of cultivation bases, early Basic Stage cultivator Kunzi could only look on in horror as his blade slowly embedded itself in his comrade's stomach. He was on the verge of letting go of the blade when, suddenly, he felt someone was firmly grabbing his wrist. He turned to look, startled, only to find a golden-eyed youth smiling back at him. That smile, completely devoid of guilt, carrying within it the innocence of an una.s.suming youth, sent chills down the bandit leader's spine.

The sound of a blade biting into the flesh was like that of a cannonball, causing everyone's eyes to immediately dart over. There, one of the cloaked bandits was standing on shaky legs, staring disbelief at the tip of the blade coming out of his abdomen! Unable to believe what had just happened, the hooded man coughed a mouthful of blood and fell on his knees, the tinges of pain from the edge still inside his body making him feel unable to breathe. He turned around with gritted teeth, but immediately the rage, fury and desperation in his eyes widened in confusion.

"K-Kunzi... Why did you..."

"Eeek! Sir! Stop!" together with the child's painfully fake shouts, Kunzi felt his arm continue on forward, delving even deeper into his comrades's flesh...

"Cough!"

Another mouthful of blood dyed the ground red!

"No... NO! LET GO OF ME!" He made to shake off the youth's grip, only to find that... he couldn't! Cheng Hao's hands were clamping down firmly around his wrist, and no matter how much force Kunzi applied, the child would not budge!

In that moment, had he let go of the blade instead, he probably would have been able to delay the situation a little while longer. However, Cheng Hao's weak-looking frame, that of an eight-year old child, had driven Kunzi into a trap: instinctively thinking he would easily be able to shake off that grip, Kunzi had not spared a thought to releasing the weapon in his hand, all to focus on freeing himself from the youth's clutches first! However, Cheng Hao's grip... was backed up by the rotations of the Pseudo-Core in his Sea of Consciousness! It was powered by a Pseudo-Advanced Stage cultivation!

Slowly, the blade slid out of the wounded cultivator's chest. Then, with another pull, Kunzi found the blade he was holding to be once more on the verge of striking out, aligned with the kneeling man's neck!

And he, as a mere Basic stage cultivator in the face of a Pseudo-Advanced Stage cultivator, could only watch as, with a second tug of the child's wrist, the blade began to slowly inch forward...

"Sir! Don't! You'll KILL him!"

"NONONO- STOP, FOR GOODNESS' SAKE, STOP YOU MONSTER!!!"

It was only with Kunzi's cry that the shortsword slowly came to a stop, resting just a few millimeters away from the hooded bandit's jugular.

"Ah..." This time around, no sound was able to escape the kneeling man's lips. Together with the relief of having his life spared, a sensation of warmth at his crotch was all that accompanied him as everything went black and he pa.s.sed out.

The silence that ensued was only broken by the voice of a child, of a young boy screaming at the top of his lungs, "Murderer! He killed him! There's a murderer in the Sect! Esteemed Elder, help! He's trying to murder us!"

Kunzi watched on blankly, his face devoid of any expression. Then, his gaze slowly grew clear and his eyes turned red as he understood: in front of him was a wounded person, in his hands was a blood-stained weapon... and behind him was a child screaming to the world that he was a murderer!

In the Vacant Sect, the punishment for killing, if one was found out... Was being killed themselves! Kunzi turned around, only to see a young boy looking back at him...

Smiling.

With a loud gulp, Kunzi turned around. With a panicked tone, he went to explain, "G-Guys! Y-You guys know that it was the kid, right? Ri-"

...only to find out, to his dismay, that everyone was inching away from him.

"B-Boss... I-I had no idea that we were stressing you out so much!"

"B-Big bro Kunzi... Why would you do this?"

"You were like a brother to him, Boss! He loved you!"

Voices filled with panic, anger and fear rang out one after the other. They quickly caught the ears of the old Vacant Elder off in the distance. Finally, understanding washed over Kunzi's face and he paled; he went as pale as the death that would be awaiting him if he did not quickly clear up this misunderstanding. Unfortunately...

"Murderer! Esteemed Elder, this man is a killer! Help!" Cheng Hao was shouting out loud nonstop. He even let go of the hooded man's arm, all in order to cup his hands around his mouth and let his voice travel further. "HELP! HELP! HELP!"

The hooded leader could not get a word out and, seeing Old Ji rus.h.i.+ng over with a furious expression, he quickly fled, leaving behind only a shrill cry of, "It wasn't me! It really wasn't me!"

After a quick chase however, the Elder eventually managed to catch up. Under the other's mid level Basic Stage, Kunzi could only submit as he was brought back at the scene. There, a shocking scene awaited him:

"Little brother Hao, you are a life-saver!"

"Yeah! Who would have known what would have happened had you not realized brother BinBin was still alive! He might have bled to death, had you not fed him that pill!"

"That's right, that's right!"

His nine companions were all gathered around that devil sp.a.w.n... and were actually fawning upon him! The golden-eyed youth, on the other hand, was wearing a pained expression as he muttered, "But... But that pill was all I had left of my mother. It was a treasure my parents gave up their lives for! And now, it's gone..."

Looking at Cheng Hao from the side, Kunzi felt as if his heart was being squeezed by a pair of demonic claws...

However, that already tight clench quickly tightened even more as he heard BinBin, the hooded bandit that had just been stabbed by none other than the child himself, speak through tear-filled eyes, "To-To think you would even go so far to save a mere hoodlum such as me... Fine! Being the only one who could manage the income, boss appointed me as our gang's treasurer. As such, everyone's belongings are on me! Here, these are most of my belongings and all of boss Kunzi's fortune! Consider it a gift!"

Spurt!

Spurt!

Two sounds rang out in quick succession. The first, it had obviously been the poor Kunzi, who had just thrown up a mouthful of blood and fainted; he would only be waking up later in a cell in the Vacant Sect's prison. The second, it had been Xiao Wu spitting out a mouthful of the water she had been drinking: a memento of his mother? A precious treasure? That pill Cheng Hao had just fed that BinBin guy had been none other than the most basic of hemostasis pills, a cheap medicine which accelerated blood coagulation!

"Mmm... After all, I guess mother would not mind me using that miracle pill, knowing that it helped save senior's life." Cheng Hao nodded. Then, he took the Heaven&Earth Pouch that the wounded bandit was handing over to him, "Then, I should be taking these objects to mother's grave as an offering! We'll be going our way now, seniors! Good luck, and don't rob people anymore!"

Don't rob people?

Hearing those words, Xiao Wu couldn't help but feel a sudden urge to jump out and expose the boy's lies: who exactly was the robber here? And yet...

"Sure thing, little brother Hao! We will become upstarting cultivators from now on, just watch us!"

"Our door will forever remain open to you, little brother Hao!"

"Come visit us some time, little brother Hao! Be sure to keep in contact and not forget about us!"

Xiao Wu stared in undisguised shock at the figures of the nine hooded bandits fanatically shouting 'little brother Hao' here and 'little brother Hao' there. She even noticed that Old Ji secretly approaching Cheng Hao and handing over something. "On behalf of the Sect. It's but a little reward when placed beside your huge act of kindness. Your parents must have been great heroes for them to have given birth to a young man of value such as you! May they bless your journey in cultivation and watch over you from the world beyond, young man!" These words were followed by a jingling sound as the Elder gave the child a large bag full of the Sect's currency for disciples.

"Thank you, Lord Elder! May Elder meet enlightenment in cultivation soon as well! I will be sure to buy the very best offerings to bring to their gravestones right this day!" Cheng Hao nodded , the greed in his eyes only barely covered by his 'determination'.

"T-this guy..." The emerald-eyed girl felt the corners of her mouth twitch uncontrollably, "Does he really have no shame?"

The youth's face suddenly showed a worried expression as he looked at the sky, "Oh, right now however, we have things to do and materials to buy! Goodbye seniors! Goodbye esteemed Elder!"

"Oh? Sure thing! Take care, little brother Hao! Cultivate well so you wont end up like us!"

"Good luck young man! Make your parents and the Sect proud!"

"Alright, quick now! Let's go, sis!" As she was caught up in her thoughts, Cheng Hao approached her and patted her back, pus.h.i.+ng her forward with his free hand. As for his other hand, he was using to shove everything his little stunt had gained him in his Heaven&Earth Pouch. Just like that, before she could completely process the happenings, the two of them had already stepped past the bazaar's entrance and into the large market.
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