Chapter 151: The Escaped Fish

Chapter 151: The Escaped Fish

His spatial realm now covered seventy-five acres, with time inside flowing at a rate of one hundred and four times that of the outside world.

The spiritual herbs produced within his spatial realm were more than enough to sustain himself, and the surplus supplied over forty of his subordinates. Especially the lower-tier spiritual herbs matured in two to three decades, yielding multiple harvests each year.

The spatial realm continued to expand, ensuring an increasing abundance of spiritual herbs. Similar to his second-tier spiritual wine, which piled up within the spatial realm, he couldn't consume all of it himself, and selling it proved challenging.

Leaving the land in the spatial realm barren was not an option, and he currently lacked the strength to expand the Immortal Way Trading Company's supply scale.

Even at the present scale, combined with his shop's income, he amassed over a million annually after deducting expenses. Yet, all the surplus found its way into his spatial realm.

However, the Spirit Stones earned this time were invested in Liu Changsheng. Establishing influence wasn't easy; substantial upfront investments were necessary, with no immediate returns, requiring continuous reinvestment.

After spending several days handling various affairs in Azure Void City, Wang Hong's elder brother and his group had returned to the sect two days ago. Now, Wang Hong was on his way back alone.

Wang Hong piloted a flying magical weapon, steadily heading towards the sect. When he reached the top of a mountain, a black light suddenly shot from below, aiming directly at his forehead.

In the urgency of the moment, without much thought, he summoned a middle-grade spiritual weapon, the Golden Light Bowl.

Before the Golden Light Bowl could transform, it collided head-on with the black light.

With a resounding "bang," the black light shattered and dispersed. The Golden Light Bowl tumbled a few times but remained undamaged.

"Hehe! Unexpected for a mere Qi Cultivation cultivator to possess a middle-grade defensive spiritual weapon."

A cultivator in a black robe emerged from the mountain below, wielding a black bow. If Wang Hong's elder brother were present, he would recognize him as the Foundation Building third-level cultivator who had previously ambushed them.

When they destroyed the Shadow Kill hideout, a dozen or so individuals outside were fortunate enough to escape. This assassin was one of those lucky ones, having hidden himself after the hideout was destroyed.

His luck continued as he noticed Wang Hong leaving the city alone. Having previously undertaken the assassination mission from Number 107, he had failed and faced punishment from Xing Steward. With Xing Steward now killed, he had managed to survive.

Having taken on Number 107's mission, he knew some details about the target, Number 106. Seeing Wang Hong leave the city, he silently followed, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

Although the hideout had been destroyed, and everyone had gone into hiding, it wouldn't be long before the headquarters sent more people. Seizing this chance to earn some merit, he could make a name for himself in front of the newly appointed overseer.

Despite having a higher cultivation level than Wang Hong, adhering to the assassin's professional habits, he chose to ambush.

In close combat, a body-refining cultivator was invincible among peers.

The Golden Light Bowl carried Wang Hong's immense strength, slamming down on the black-clothed cultivator. Upon contact, the black-clothed cultivator's arm shattered from the tremendous force.

With a "snap," the black-clothed cultivator was slapped to the ground by the colossal force from the air.

Upon landing, the black-clothed cultivator lost his human shape, turning into a messy lump of flesh.

Wang Hong surveyed the surroundings, finding no other individuals or traps. He descended to the ground.

Picking up the black-clothed cultivator's fallen Flying Sword, a low-tier Spiritual Weapon, Wang Hong didn't want to dirty his hands. He found a nearby branch and used it to separate the messy pile of flesh.

After rummaging for a while, he picked up a Storage Bag.

Shaking off the flesh on the Storage Bag, he cleaned it several times with some cleansing techniques.

Only then did he open the Storage Bag, using his Divine Sense to inspect its contents, revealing a satisfied expression.

Wang Hong released the Spirit Fire obtained from his cultivation of the "Wood-Fire Incineration Technique." After some time of nurturing, the tiny flame had grown to be five times its initial size, now as large as five embroidery needles combined.

The small flame stood in Wang Hong's palm, continuously flickering.

Then he pointed towards the messy pile of flesh on the ground, and the flame leaped onto it.

With a "puff," the messy flesh instantly ignited into a raging fire.

The fire was fierce, and in just a moment, the pile of flesh turned into flying ashes.

This was the first time he had released the tiny flame, and it seemed to have formidable power.

After the fire subsided, a small, inconspicuous flame hovered above the remains.

Wang Hong retracted the flame and once again piloted his flying magical weapon, leaving the scene.

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