Chapter 207: Killing for Treasure

Jiang Yan’s pure body emitted a soft purple glow as the Spirit Platform within him shifted bit by bit, inch by inch.

“Almost there… almost there…”

Jiang Yan’s breathing grew rapid, fearing any mishap might occur.

When the Spirit Platform made contact with the Divine Martial Space, it miraculously rippled with layers of waves.

“Success!”

The two merged, and though there was resistance, it was not unbearable.

One percent fusion, one-fiftieth, one-tenth…

Jiang Yan’s pressure grew heavier with each step, every move becoming excruciatingly difficult.

It felt as if an entire galaxy was pressing down on his Spirit Platform, and Jiang Yan was on the verge of being crushed by this overwhelming force.

His Spirit Platform began to disintegrate.

Even with the help of Heaven Rewards Diligence, the Spirit Platform could no longer endure and was on the brink of collapse at any moment.

Jiang Yan’s expression turned grim. Knowing he couldn’t force it, he immediately stopped the fusion after reaching one-third completion.

“Huff—huff—”

Jiang Yan opened his eyes, gasping heavily for air.

Just a little more, and his Spirit Platform would have shattered, reducing him to a mindless fool.

Jiang Yan lowered his head slightly, pondering for a few minutes before concluding that his Spirit Platform’s Rank was not strong enough to withstand the pressure of the fusion.

“Perhaps only by advancing my Realm can I continue the fusion.”

The Purple Essence he purchased was not a waste—it still hadn’t been fully depleted.

Jiang Yan resumed his cultivation, using Purple Luo Essence to repair the damaged Spirit Platform.

At the same time, he continued cultivating with the remaining energy.

An hour later.

The Purple Luo Essence was nearly exhausted, and Jiang Yan’s Spirit Platform returned to calm.

He opened his eyes, a faint purple glow dissipating into nothingness.

“Still a little short. I need an opportunity, a chance to obtain a large amount of spiritual substance.”

He glanced at the Myriad Realms Store.

There were methods, but they were expensive, and Jiang Yan couldn’t afford them at the moment.

For example, the Source Spirit Pool.

Located within a Secret Realm under the Myriad Realms’ jurisdiction.

Each living being could only purchase it once.

The Source Spirit Pool was rich in abundant spiritual substances, typically used for the consumption required during Spirit Platform Breakthroughs.

But the Secret Realm key cost 50 Cloud Core Coins each.

And it could only be used for one hour.

Time wasn’t an issue for Jiang Yan, but those 50 Cloud Core Coins were truly a matter of life and death for him.

“Forget it. I’ll see if there’s an opportunity to earn money later when I’m… punishing evil and plundering the wicked.”

Jiang Yan licked the corner of his mouth, a fierce glint in his eyes as he let out a sinister chuckle.

Amidst the chaos in Heavenly Source, this was indeed the season to punish evil and plunder the wicked in troubled times, seeking no riches in Heavenly Source.

His warlike genes stirred. He was about to call Zhang Qianyue to ask if there were any remnants of the Heaven Demon Sect there, intending to settle old scores, when a woman’s scream echoed from downstairs.

“Ah!”

Jiang Yan recalled after a moment: “It’s that landlady.”

She had casually advised Jiang Yan to leave this place earlier.

Jiang Yan stood up, Spirit Ink transforming into a trench coat draped over his shoulders.

Then, the building collapsed, and a blaze of fire engulfed the entire inn.

All the residents inside met a tragic end.

The flames were extremely dangerous, so the travelers and the landlady, being Martial Artists, weren’t crushed to death—they were trapped and burned alive.

Reduced to ashes.

Jiang Yan stood amidst the ruins, coldly gazing at the flickering dot in the distant sky.

Someone was fighting.

The inn had merely been caught in the crossfire.

Such was the fate of ordinary people—lowly as weeds, unable to even draw others’ attention.

Jiang Yan soared into the clouds and saw the group engaged in fierce combat.

There were about a dozen people, and from their fighting and conversation, vague words like “Heaven Demon Remnants” could be heard.

The situation was clear.

Official forces were hunting down the Heaven Demon Remnants.

The silent night gained light and sound because of this group’s appearance.

Among the dozen or so people, two were Eighth Rank, but they were severely injured from the fierce battle, while the rest were at the Sixth or Seventh Rank.

Jiang Yan silently observed the fight, waiting until one of the Eighth Rank cultivators coughed up blood before murmuring.

“Chaotic Void Domain.”

Darkness enveloped the long night.

Jiang Yan emerged from the Shadow Ink.

“Damn it, they have reinforcements! We’re done for.”

The Eighth Rank cultivator on the Heaven Demon Remnants’ side thought things had taken a turn for the worse and immediately turned to flee.

However, within the Chaotic Void Domain, vision was completely obscured, and movement was sluggish. This person ran headlong into Jiang Yan’s saber.

“Well done!”

“What’s your name? I’ll make sure you’re credited for this later!”

The other Eighth Rank cultivator exclaimed in pleasant surprise.

Jiang Yan didn’t speak, simply and decisively activating his Martial Intent.

The broad saber transformed into a mountain peak descending upon the man. Already injured, he was instantly crushed into dust.

“Boss!”

“Don’t worry, none of you will survive.” Jiang Yan said as he raised his hand.

A thunderous golden dragon roared forth.

“Ah!!”

Except for the Eighth Rank cultivator on the Heaven Demon Remnants’ side, everyone else perished.

“You… you… who are you?”

“Don’t kill me! We don’t know each other, please don’t kill me! We have no grudge between us!”

This Eighth Rank cultivator was terrified out of his wits, almost dropping to his knees to beg for mercy.

“No grudge? But you disturbed my peaceful sleep.”

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”

“I can give you any compensation you want!”

The man pleaded tearfully, his will to survive at its peak.

“Do you have a Myriad Realms Account?” Jiang Yan asked.

“Myriad Realms? I don’t, but I have one on Tianyuan Star. It’s registered under someone else’s identity, so the assets aren’t frozen. I’ll transfer all my property to you! Please don’t kill me?”

Swish—

Jiang Yan slashed through the other’s heart.

Although Tianyuan Star accounts were convenient, they could easily be traced by those in power. Out of caution, Jiang Yan chose not to take the money.

Now, he wanted to be a troublemaker, ensuring that Tianyuan Star’s officials wouldn’t discover he was “playing both sides.”

The Heaven Demon Sect that had provoked him must die.

But if any official strongmen displeased him, they would die too.

After killing this group, Jiang Yan collected over a dozen Storage Rings. To avoid any Tracking Restrictions, he removed the contents and destroyed the rings.

No cash—mobile payments were truly a scourge!

But there were some potions, Medicinal Pills, Martial Skills, and weapons.

“I killed too hastily and forgot to ask the other one if he had a Myriad Realms Account.”

Jiang Yan sighed regretfully, feeling this operation wasn’t perfect.

But the flaws didn’t overshadow the merits—at least there was some gain.

The Domain vanished, and he disposed of the bodies perfectly, ensuring no one would find them.

The air—how sweetly pungent.

Jiang Yan glanced at the ruins.

“If I were as weak as them, I’d probably be dead by now, right?”

With those words, he vanished from the place.

Soon, many Martial Artists gathered around the ruins.

“What happened? The aura trail ends here.”

“Damn it, why isn’t Liang Yu answering his calls? Could something have happened?”

“He’s an Eighth Rank Celestial Phenomenon, with Wildfire skills mastered to perfection. Facing a previously injured Heaven Demon Remnant, he shouldn’t have run into trouble, right?”

“No need for speculation. Liang Yu has already met with misfortune. First, report it up, saying Liang Yu died a heroic death in the line of duty, and the two of us rose up to exterminate the Heaven Demon Remnants.”

With these words, the two turned and flew back.

Heart Origin City stood tightly shut, like a closed Greedy Abyss Maw—deep, dark, and silent.