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With Li Xiaoyao's current cultivation level, he was unable to fly for too long.

He had once calculated that if he flew continuously, he could maintain it for about ten minutes.

Don't underestimate those short ten minutes, though it was only ten minutes, Li Xiaoyao's flying speed was extremely fast. In ten minutes, he could fly about three hundred kilometers, averaging thirty kilometers per minute.

At this moment, Li Xiaoyao controlled his body to stop in mid-air, his gaze looking down. He immediately saw a luxury off-road vehicle parked below, and at the front of the vehicle, Wu Zhenren was engaged in an embarrassing act with a young girl.

With a smile that wasn't quite a smile, Li Xiaoyao said, "I didn't expect you to be so vigorous in your old age." Read latest chapters at empire

Li Xiaoyao didn't immediately rush down to end Wu Zhenren's life, instead, he descended slowly and hid about a hundred meters from Wu Zhenren.

Although Wu Zhenren was over fifty years old, as a cultivator, his physique was several times stronger than that of an ordinary person.

Finally, having taken care of his urgent desire, Wu Zhenren put on his trousers, his face filled with contentment.

"Wu Zhenren really knows how to enjoy life," Li Xiaoyao emerged from the darkness, his voice extremely clear in the open mountain.

Wu Zhenren's face changed drastically, someone was there?

With his cultivation level, he had actually failed to detect someone nearby.

He immediately looked toward the direction of the voice and saw Li Xiaoyao emerging from the darkness.

Recognizing that the newcomer was Li Xiaoyao, Wu Zhenren's face went through several changes again, but he quickly regained his composure.

If someone could approach him so silently, with his cultivation level, it was definitely impossible; he must have used a mystic artifact to conceal his presence.

Thinking of the mystic artifacts Li Xiaoyao might have, Wu Zhenren's heartburned with greed.

The young girl, having just finished her dalliance with Wu Zhenren, saw the suddenly appearing Li Xiaoyao and was also slightly nervous. Could it be that these two men had arranged to meet here to share her?

The girl had heard many rumors about perverted men.

Without giving the girl much time to think, Wu Zhenren lightly pressed on her neck with his palm, and she immediately fell unconscious.

With Cheng Dongliang absent, Wu Zhenren no longer had any reservations. His eyes glinting with greed, he stared at Li Xiaoyao and said, "Boy, hand over the artifacts on you, and I will leave you a whole corpse."

"Mystic relics?" Li Xiaoyao looked puzzled. Did he have any artifacts on him?

"Hmph, don't play dumb with me. If you didn't have any mystic artifacts, how could you have defeated Ling Ziyun in one move? Boy, I'm giving you one last chance, hand over the artifact!" Step by step, Wu Zhenren moved forward, each step intensifying his aura.

"So that's how it is," Li Xiaoyao said with a nonchalant smile. It seemed Wu Zhenren mistook him for a young man who strutted about relying on a mystic artifact.

"I'm afraid this artifact is beyond your luck to enjoy," Li Xiaoyao retorted.

Wu Zhenren burst into a loud laugh, and his aura surged instantly like a fierce wind over the sea, sweeping towards Li Xiaoyao.

Li Xiaoyao stood still, as if Wu Zhenren's powerful aura had no effect on him.

But to Wu Zhenren, that calm demeanor was nothing but the power of a mystic artifact.

"This artifact is so powerful!" A severe look flashed in Wu Zhenren's eyes, which immediately turned into deep greed.

The stronger the artifact, the greater help it would be to him.

"If I could obtain this artifact, even against cultivators of the second level of the Condensing Qi Bone Refining Realm, I could fight." Wu Zhenren mused with longing.

"Wu Zhenren, do you want to see the power of my artifact?" Li Xiaoyao asked softly. He planned to thoroughly toy with Wu Zhenren.

"Kid, you know what's good for you," Wu Zhenren mistook Li Xiaoyao's fear for compliance, and said, "Now show me the power and abilities of your artifact, and I might consider giving you a quick end."

"Alright then," Li Xiaoyao agreed readily, "But this artifact needs a weapon to cooperate, take out the Precious Sword you bid on at noon, and I'll demonstrate for you to see."

Wu Zhenren didn't think twice, he turned and walked to the car, pulling out a Precious Sword from the trunk, which was indeed the Tang-era Precious Sword from noon.

Li Xiaoyao's gaze fell on the Precious Sword, the corners of his mouth lifting in a smile, "Wu Zhenren, watch closely!"

Fixated on the Precious Sword, Wu Zhenren's eyes blazed as the next moment, the sword in his hand began to tremble, emitting a buzzing sound.

The eyes of Master Wu grew increasingly bright, and suddenly, the Precious Sword slipped from his grasp and hovered in mid-air.

This scene was indeed somewhat eerie.

"What in the world is this magical treasure?" Master Wu couldn't help but ask.

Li Xiaoyao sneered, "This is not a magical treasure."

"Not a magical treasure?" Master Wu's brow furrowed tightly, as he was on the verge of getting angry.

Li Xiaoyao let out a cold chuckle and said, "I am a fifth-level cultivator of the Condensing Qi Bone Refining Realm, controlling a Precious Sword is as easy as lifting a finger."

Upon hearing this, Master Wu was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly burst into laughter, his laughter filled with disdain.

"The fifth level of the Condensing Qi Bone Refining Realm? Kid, are you joking? Do you really think the Condensing Qi Bone Refining Realm is as common as cabbage, that you can cultivate it just like that? Moreover, even if you truly were at the fifth level of the Condensing Qi Bone Refining Realm, it's impossible to control objects through the air!"

"If I have the intention, why can't I control objects?"

Master Wu said with disdain, "That's clearly the power of a magical treasure, yet you claim it's your cultivation level. And intention? Do you really take me for a three-year-old child that's easy to deceive?"

"Is that so?"

Li Xiaoyao laughed softly. With his hands clasped behind his back and his thoughts flickering, the Precious Sword hanging in mid-air 'clang' left the sheath, its tip aiming straight at Master Wu.

Master Wu snorted angrily, "The thievery in your heart never dies!"

A cold light flashed in Li Xiaoyao's eyes as the Precious Sword turned into a streak of sword light, shooting instantly toward Master Wu.

"Trifling tricks!"

Master Wu snorted disdainfully and fiercely struck the void above him, slapping towards the Precious Sword.

A powerful force burst forth from the palms of Master Wu, targeting the Precious Sword.

Li Xiaoyao controlled the Precious Sword to move flexibly in the air, instantly breaking away from Master Wu's palms and flying towards the back of his head, then swiftly shooting towards his scalp.

Master Wu heard the sound of the sharp sword breaking the wind behind him, and he was greatly alarmed. He sidestepped rapidly as the blade grazed past his ear, leaving a bloody gash on it.

Master Wu touched his ear to find his hand covered in fresh blood.

"I have roamed the world for decades, and never have I suffered such a big loss," Master Wu's face grew extremely gloomy, his eyes flashing with a cold murderous intent, "I had intended to give you a swift end, but now, I've changed my mind. Today, I will cut off your limbs, cripple your Dantian, slice off your tongue!"

"Is that so?" Li Xiaoyao's gaze was equally fierce, and under his control, the Precious Sword maneuvered as if it were an extension of his arm, flying swiftly and flexibly all around.

In just a few breaths, the Precious Sword had already left multiple wounds on Master Wu, from which blood flowed ceaselessly.

At this moment, Master Wu no longer possessed his prior composure; his posture was disheveled, his grizzled hair hung loose, covering half his forehead, fear and panic filled his eyes.

"This fellow's magical treasure is tremendously powerful; I cannot afford a direct confrontation, the best plan is to flee," Master Wu thought and turned to run.

Li Xiaoyao sneered, "Thinking of running? First, ask my Precious Sword if it agrees!"

"Swoosh!"

Empowered by his intention, the Precious Sword turned into a streak of light, chasing after the fleeing Master Wu.

Master Wu heard the whooshing of the sword following close behind him and was overwhelmed with terror. He glanced back only to see the Precious Sword bearing down on him.

"Don't kill me!"

Master Wu shouted loudly.

"Thump!"

The next moment, the Precious Sword was already embedded in his forehead, passing right through, and Master Wu's life force was extinguished.

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