Chapter 5 It's You!

The guards burst into laughter and raised the ghost-faced black scorpion to leave.

Chu Shaoyang's tone was cold: "You still dare to take Qing Yao's idea?"

"court death!"

Zhao Long smiled with extra contempt: "What? You want to kill me?"

"Do you have what it takes?"

He picked up the dark iron heavy bow, drew out the dark iron sharp arrows behind him, and drew the bowstring to full length.

The dark iron arrow flashed with a cold light.

"Although this bow of mine is an ordinary soldier, it was made by the best craftsman in the city and weighs a thousand catties!"

"And the arrows shot are enough to penetrate the black scorpion's carapace. Can you block it?"

The arrow is on the string but does not fire.

He was waiting, waiting for Chu Shaoyang to be afraid and beg him for mercy!

Chu Shaoyang didn't take a step back, but the killing intent in his eyes rose rapidly!

Zhao Long was impatient with waiting: "You are really not afraid of death for that bitch!"

"Okay, I'll make it happen for you!"

Uh-huh!

The arrow leaves the string and pierces the void!

The heavy black iron arrows shot toward Chu Shaoyang Cave with a harsh whistle!

At the same time, Chu Shaoyang moved.

Chiyun's fighting spirit wrapped around his fist, and he flashed forward with one step, killing Zhao Long.

With one punch, the black iron arrow exploded into countless pieces!

The power of the fist is not reduced at all!

"What?"

Zhao Long was horrified: "This arrow can easily kill someone at the fourth level of the Body Tempering Realm. How can you crush it with just one punch?"

Seeing the fist coming, he screamed and hurriedly activated his spiritual roots.

A tall spiritual root that looked like a brown bear stood in front of Zhao Long.

Chen level third grade, mad bear spiritual root!

"I have spiritual roots, can you hurt me?"

Zhao Long was extremely confident.

The Mad Bear Spiritual Root is extremely powerful and is better at defense.

With spiritual roots protecting him, Chu Shaoyang couldn't even think of hurting him at all!

"A mere Chen-level third-grade spiritual root cannot save your life."

Chu Shaoyang's fist strength increased again, and he activated the power of his spiritual roots to slam down the mad bear's spiritual roots fiercely.

A powerful devouring power instantly drained away the mad bear's spiritual roots.

"What, where is my spiritual root?"

As Zhao Long screamed in disbelief, Chu Shaoyang's fist pierced his chest!

thump!

Zhao Long fell to the ground, his face full of disbelief and regret.

It turns out that Chu Shaoyang didn't lie, Black Scorpion really killed him!

He even didn't expect that Chu Shaoyang's spiritual roots could swallow his spiritual roots!

But now it's too late to regret it.

"Master Zhao Long...is dead?"

The onlookers were dumbfounded, and their faces turned ashen when they saw the red power flashing in Chu Shaoyang's fist! Everyone trembles!

Chiyun’s fighting spirit!

They will not admit it wrong, that red power is the extremely rare Chiyun fighting spirit!

Isn't Chu Shaoyang a useless person?

How could Chiyun's fighting spirit be awakened?

Chu Shaoyang turned his eyes and said coldly: "Now, it's your turn."

Everyone was shocked!

But before everyone could raise their feet, they saw a red figure flashing one after another.

Bang bang bang bang!

Four consecutive punches blasted the heads of the four guards.

In just a few breaths, Zhao Long and four of his men were buried here!

A white power surged out of the body of one of the guards.

The power of spiritual roots!

Chu Shaoyang absorbed the power and injected the power of the mad bear spiritual root he had absorbed into his dantian.

The little black snake spit out the letter excitedly, swallowing the power of the spiritual root in one mouthful, and its breath surged one after another.

In the blink of an eye, it has broken through to the second level of Chen level!

The little black snake suddenly puffed up its small mouth, exhaled a breath, and sank into its dantian.

A strange tremor came from deep in the Dantian!

The broken ancient bell flew out from the depths and suspended in the Dantian formation.

Suddenly, a mysterious symbol on the ancient clock lit up with a misty white light.

A gap opened in the white light, and a vertical eye opened. The pupil was dark, with only a little silver light shining like stars.

Then, the symbol sank directly into the depths of Chu Shaoyang's mind.

Chu Shaoyang's whole body was shaken violently, and he felt a painful twitch in his mind, which almost made him scream in agony.

But then, the pain turned into a coolness that seeped into his eyes.

Chu Shaoyang suddenly opened his eyes, and suddenly, a phantom with vertical eyes suddenly appeared in front of him!

However, this phantom can only be seen by himself.

Chu Shaoyang found that the scene in front of him changed quietly.

The night wind blew and the leaves rustled.

A clear stream, trickling, and fish playing in the water.

"Is this the creek not far away?"

Chu Shaoyang suddenly woke up!

perspective!

Once the power of the vertical eye is exerted, the gaze can penetrate everything within ten meters.

However, this power is very strong, and Chu Shaoyang has only scratched the surface of it.

It can be used at most once in three days, and can only be used for one moment at a time.

Chu Shaoyang was overjoyed, his mind sank into his Dantian, and he carefully observed the broken ancient bell.

In addition to this white symbol, there are nine dim symbols.

"Could it be that a symbol represents an ability?"

"If all ten symbols light up and ten abilities are awakened, wouldn't it be outrageous?"

Chu Shaoyang is looking forward to it more and more.

Soon, the broken ancient bell returned to the depths of Dantian and disappeared.

Chu Shaoyang plundered the belongings of Zhao Long and others, including a total of 10,000 taels of silver notes and several good elixirs.

Then, he came to the corpse of the ghost-faced black scorpion and was about to dismantle its carapace and sell it for money, but he accidentally discovered that the place where the sharp arrow penetrated was glowing with a dark light.

Chu Shaoyang reached out and grabbed a black crystal core from inside. It was as big as a palm, with sharp edges and corners, and was covered with red blood lines.

It contains rich demonic power.

"Demon core?"

Chu Shaoyang was suddenly shocked.

The demon core is linked to the strength of the demon beast. Only demon beasts with particularly pure blood can condense the demon core.

Like a warrior awakening his spiritual roots, there is no one among ten thousand!

Because of the powerful demon power contained inside, it can be used to refine medicine and enhance the potency of the elixir, making it a holy product for refining medicine.

This one alone can be sold for a sky-high price!

"Qingyao is saved!"

Chu Shaoyang was overjoyed and hurriedly put away the demon core and rushed back to Ningcheng.

…

On the bustling street, there is an exquisite attic, with an endless stream of guests coming and going.

Lingbao Pavilion, the largest exchange in Ningcheng, has a reputation for losing thousands of gold in one night.

Chu Shaoyang had just stepped into Lingbao Pavilion, but was blocked by a boy.

"Lingbao Pavilion only entertains distinguished guests. Those who are beggars should get out of here!"

Chu Shaoyang glanced at him: "I want to sell the demon core."

The boy was stunned and sneered: "You beggar, you still know about the demon core?"

"Even a demon core from a first-level Body Tempering Realm demon beast is worth three hundred taels of silver!"

"Even Lingbao Pavilion doesn't have many demon cores like this. How can you have such a treasure?"

Several other boys gathered around and laughed at Chu Shaoyang.

"What nonsense are you talking to him about?"

"Just call him out, lest he block the door and drive away the distinguished guests with his stench!"

With that said, several people were about to take action against Chu Shaoyang.

At this moment, a middle-aged man with a big belly chased a customer with an angry face to the door.

"Master Cheng, don't leave, you..."

Mr. Cheng interrupted with a cold snort: "Shopkeeper Qiu, I've been working with you for many years, and yet you actually do trouble behind your back just for a small profit?"

"I won't do this business anymore!"

After saying that, the guest walked away.

Seeing that the business was failing, shopkeeper Qiu cursed angrily in a low voice: "You don't know how to praise someone!"

"Stop the cooperation with Lingbao Pavilion and wait to starve to death!"

Is he the shopkeeper?

Chu Shaoyang raised his eyebrows and stepped forward, "Shopkeeper Qiu, I have a demon core from a fifth-level body tempering realm demon beast, will you take it?"

Shopkeeper Qiu's eyes lit up when he heard this.

But when he saw Chu Shaoyang's dress, he looked disgusted: "Where does this beggar dare to tease me?"

Chu Shaoyang frowned.

He had been in a coma for six years and was still wearing a coarse cloth full of patches.

From the battle just now, his arms were scraped, stained with blood, and looked a little sloppy.

Chu Shaoyang didn't waste any time and took out the fifth-level crystal core from the bag on his waist.

Shopkeeper Qiu was about to drive him away, but when he saw the demon core, his eyes suddenly lit up and he couldn't look away.

"Is it really the demon core of a fifth-level body-tempering realm demon beast?"

Just as he was about to take it, Chu Shaoyang immediately put it away and said, "Make a price."

Shopkeeper Qiu was about to say something when an idea suddenly occurred to him.

The demon core of a fifth-level body-tempering realm demon beast is priceless!

If you can take it for yourself, why should you continue to swallow your anger and be the little shopkeeper of Lingbao Pavilion?

Thinking of this, Shopkeeper Qiu found it difficult to act: "The value of the demon core is too high. I can't make the decision. I have to ask for permission first."

"Zhu Tong, why don't you take your distinguished guest up to rest?"

He said and left.

Zhu Tong is the name of the boy just now.

He hurried forward and said with a flattering smile: "Young Master, it was just me who was blind and offended."

"Kowtow to you, little man!"

Boom, boom, boom!

Zhu Tong kowtowed three times in a row. The sound was so loud that it attracted the attention of many guests.

Chu Shaoyang frowned: "Okay, I don't want others to know my identity."

"yes!"

Zhu Tong led Chu Shaoyang to the shopkeeper's room on the second floor to rest.

…

The second floor of Lingbao Pavilion.

"Master Wang, something happened!"

Shopkeeper Qiu broke in and startled the middle-aged man inside.

"Qiu Tu, what are you yelling about!"

Qiu Tu quickly explained what happened just now.

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows: "Listen to what you said, is that man really the good-for-nothing young master of my Chu family, Chu Shaoyang?"

His eyes moved and he came up with a vicious plan!

"You cooperate with me in a play to help me get the demon core."

"After the deed is accomplished, there will be many rewards!"

Qiu Tu looked hesitant, but due to Wang Lei's identity, he had to obey.

"Yes, I will definitely cooperate with you..."

…

Squeak!

The door was pushed open.

Chu Shaoyang, who had been waiting for a long time, looked sideways.

Qiu Tu led a man in green clothes and walked over with a smile.

But there was a bit of sinisterness in that smile.

The man in green laughed loudly: "Chu Shaoyang, it is indeed you!"

Chu Shaoyang's expression changed slightly.

He recognized this person as the steward of the Chu family's warehouse, his name was Wang Lei.

I once heard my father mention that this man had a problem with petty theft.

Now that Chu Yue Mountain is at the top, he has made countless fortunes by currying favor with Chu Yue Mountain.

When he comes, nothing good will happen!

Wang Lei's smile turned cold and he suddenly shouted: "Who dares to steal the demon core from the Chu family's warehouse?"

"It turns out to be you!"