Alien Science Cultivation

As Wang Wen attacked, the other five black-robed elders also chose their opponents. Aside from the injured and Zhang Qiang, who remained motionless, the rest of the group scattered behind the black-robed elders. The black-robed elders charged into the crowd. As the two sides made contact, four cloaked figures flashed out from the Li family's spaceship. The cloaks were truly extraordinary, obscuring everyone's vision and consciousness, making it impossible to discern their faces. As soon as the figures appeared, they lunged at Wang Wen, sword beams and balls of flames barreling towards him. One figure instantly vanished from Wang Wen's consciousness, while another, standing in midair, bit his right thumb and began drawing various runes, muttering something, as if performing a summoning technique.

"You finally showed up..." Zhang Qiang muttered to himself, looking in the direction of the four cloaked figures. Then, his body vanished, disappearing from the scene. When he reappeared, he was behind Wang Wen, his hand gripping the neck of a cloaked monk. The monk remained motionless, as if restrained by an invisible force. Only fear shone in his eyes as he pleaded for mercy, "Senior, spare my life... Senior, spare my life... I'm willing to pay..."

"No need... You're a casual cultivator of the Agility School, Zhu Hai, and the Sun family paid 10 top-grade spirit stones to hire you..." Zhang Qiang said coldly. Zhu Hai, beneath his cloak, looked shocked and asked softly, "Have we been betrayed...?"

"No... you weren't betrayed. It's just an unfortunate coincidence that you ran into me. My name is Zhang Qiang..."

"Zhang Qiang...?" Zhu Hai asked puzzledly.

"Hehe... It's okay, you'll have plenty of time to think..." Zhang Qiang said, his dagger already piercing Zhu Hai's dantian. Zhu Hai's cultivation had plummeted from the early stage of Immortal King to the early stage of Feather Transformation at a visible rate. With his dantian damaged, his cultivation had plummeted, and his future progress would stagnate. Unless his dantian could be fully repaired, the early stage of Feather Transformation would be Zhu Hai's limit in this lifetime. Zhang Qiang didn't kill him because he wanted the Qingshan Exchange's intelligence department to serve as a deterrent in the years to come. Naturally, he hoped Zhu Hai would spread the news of today's events. After all, Zhang Qiang knew that sometimes publicity was far less effective than gossip.

Zhang Qiang then dropped Zhu Hai to the ground. Wang Wen had barely managed to block the combined attack of the two Immortal King cultivators. Although he sensed Zhang Qiang had stopped Zhu Hai, another Early Immortal King cultivator, from behind, his consciousness couldn't detect how. He simply felt that Zhu Hai was like a lamb to the slaughter in Zhang Qiang's hands. He also knew that if Zhang Qiang hadn't intervened, he would have struggled to block the combined attack of the three Early Immortal King cultivators simultaneously.

The other three wandering cultivators under cloaks naturally noticed the strange scene here, but they just glanced at each other, then at Zhang Qiang and Zhu Hai who had returned to the ground, and then changed their original attack method. One of them confronted Wang Wen, and another came to the side of the wandering cultivator who was drawing the pattern, guarding him to complete some kind of great magical skill, as if this magical skill was their greatest combat power. Zhang Qiang watched this scene and felt curious, what was the trump card? Zhang Qiang wanted to go up and stop it, but in the end he stopped. He wanted to test the limits of his combat power, and was very curious about these blood-drawing techniques. He made up his mind and decided to let the wandering cultivator complete the drawing ceremony to see why these people were so confident.

The ghost tribe did not retreat in the face of Wang Wu's attack. At some point, they summoned a clone with the cultivation level of a late-stage immortal. The original body and the clone joined forces to fight Wang Wu back and forth. Although Wang Wu could crush the opponent in terms of strength, he was a little timid because it was his first time to encounter the ghost tribe's magical powers. In addition, the ghost tribe's original body and the clone had powerful combined skills. For a while, neither side could do anything.

In fact, the most exciting battle was undoubtedly the one between the other three black-robed Wang family members, along with the Wang family's invited guests, and the disciples of the eight major clans! The various spells and magical powers required no aiming; they simply struck wherever they were directed! The dense crowd and spells filled the air. Although the Wang family only had about 8 men, their ability to maneuver through the crowd made it impossible for the eight major clans to unleash their magical powers. Fearing death, they were unwilling to engage in close combat! The resulting battle scene was eerie, punctuated by the sounds of curses!

"Where are you hitting...?"

"Fuck you... you don't have eyes behind you. If you want to retreat, just retreat. Why are you stepping on my foot...?"

"Brother... please move your sword away. I'm scared..."

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"Damn it! What sect are you from...? You said you could fall down, so why did you have to pull my pants...?"

“Ah…! This is indecent…”

"Brother, please treat me like a piece of shit... I have an 800-year-old mother above me and a 200-year-old child below me... Woo woo..."

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Zhang Qiang was stunned by the battle! Zhu Hai, holding his hand, looked at the scene before him and cried out in sorrow: "Fuck me... why am I in the same team with these bastards...!"

"Hey... brother! Don't be sad, this is not bad! No one dies in half a day, so I'll save it for you to take back and use next time..." Zhang Qiang comforted meaningfully! Zhu Hai almost burst into tears when he heard it! As for whether he was moved or not, Zhang Qiang didn't want to know! After a moment... as if he understood the deep meaning of "next time" in Zhang Qiang's words, he smiled and cast a grateful look at Zhang Qiang, thought for a moment and whispered: "That... that... big brother... just treat me as a fart and let me go! I have an 800-year-old, oh no... a 1000-year-old mother..."

"Stop... are you being polite...? You looked down on me, and now you're copying me..." Zhang Qiang sneered, looking at Zhu Hai's eyes beneath his cloak with disdain! Yes! He was amused by the speed with which this guy's expression changed!

"Hehe... that senior... forgive me!" Zhu Hai apologized respectfully with no choice but to say so. Zhang Qiang didn't respond and asked coldly, "Are all the children of the aristocratic families in the Eastern Region like this...?"

Zhu Hai was stunned, and instantly realized that Zhang Qiang in front of him was probably not from an aristocratic family or a sect, but only from a sect or a holy land. He couldn't help but reply more respectfully, "That's about right... The children of aristocratic families have no shortage of food or clothing, and even less of cultivation resources, so few are willing to risk their lives! At most, they come out to gild themselves in the face of an absolutely overwhelming advantage, like today. I guess they never dreamed that they would hit a wall today... Haha..." As Zhu Hai spoke, he seemed to be gloating in his heart and couldn't help laughing...

"So that's how it is..." Zhang Qiang touched his chin and whispered! It seemed very similar to some scenes on Blue Star!

"That's right... Look at those eight family heads. Although their cultivation is not as good as those three fellow Taoists, their equipment is several levels higher than theirs. Even so, eight people were beaten by those three and couldn't raise their heads... Alas... These aristocratic families are simply the cancer of the Eastern Region! If they didn't show up during the Yin and Yang War, they would have been spies for the Yin Realm. To be honest... I still respect Senior Wang who died in the battle... Alas... What a pity! Who understands the hardships of independent cultivators... ? If it weren't for those few cultivation resources, I would have kowtowed to Senior Wang today no matter what..." Zhu Hai said with a sneer on his face, and then sighed helplessly!

He undoubtedly resented the current aristocratic families of the Eastern Region! On the contrary, his respect for Zhang Qiang was partly due to his inability to fully grasp Zhang Qiang's strength, and partly due to his surmise that Zhang Qiang was from a certain sect! He was deeply impressed by the performance of the sects and holy lands during the Yin-Yang War!