Si Lei Zhenjun

The edge of the Black Wind Forest.

"Brother, why are you flying so fast? Where are you going?"

Just as Zhou Xian was about to rush out of the Black Wind Forest, a familiar male voice suddenly came to his ears.

Following the sound, he saw a handsome man in a fox fur coat lying on the ground below, looking at him with a smile. Behind him stood an old man in a gray robe.

Zhou Xian's heart trembled, and he flew down in front of the two of them obediently, took off his veil, forced a smile on his face, looked at Chu Xing and said:

"Junior brother, I'm just passing by. There are a large group of people in this forest waiting for you to deal with. Can you please let me go?"

"Don't worry, Senior Brother,"

Chu Xing smiled lightly and patted Zhou Xian's shoulder, then waved towards Qi Wufeng:

"Master, weld the door shut. No one of them will be able to escape today!"

Qi Wufeng glanced at Chu Xing with a dim gaze, then threw a dark blue array plate to the ground and cast a few spells at the array plate.

As these spells containing powerful spiritual power penetrated into the formation plate, the formation plate that was originally lying quietly on the ground suddenly began to tremble slightly.

In an instant, invisible forces gushed out from the array plate, spreading rapidly at an astonishing speed, and finally formed a transparent array barrier above the entire Black Wind Forest.

Zhou Xian twitched his lips upon seeing this, and said with a sad face:

"Junior brother, I gave you all my belongings this morning. You didn't even look at those magic tools and treasures."

Chu Xing showed a harmless smile and took out a pen and paper:

"It's okay. Since you're an old customer, I can make an exception and give you some credit. Just write an IOU. Tell me, brother, how many storage bags do you want to buy from me this time?"

Zhou Xian: “…”

In fact, I would feel better if you just told me that you were robbing me!

"Do you think ten thousand spirit stones will be enough?" He hesitated for a long time before asking cautiously and tentatively.

Chu Xing smiled brightly:

"Of course, you can. Senior Brother is the buyer, so naturally you can buy as much as he says. I won't force you to buy or sell."

Then he changed the subject:

"My master has already used up nearly all of his mana to set up this formation. Now he can only manage to create a gap the size of my head. I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to stay here for a while. I won't let you out until his mana recovers."

Hearing this, Zhou Xian suddenly felt disheartened.

Ten thousand spirit stones can only send out a head, so how many will it cost to send out the whole body intact?

"Then... do you think 40,000 spirit stones is enough?" He pondered in his mind for a long time and spoke again.

Chu Xing smiled without saying anything, just looked at him quietly.

"What about... the one with 50,000 spirit stones?"

"Thank you so much for taking care of my business, Senior Brother! I don't have enough storage bags on me, so I'll have to trouble you to come to the White Bone Palace to get some."

Chu Xing nodded slightly, quickly picked up a pen and wrote an IOU on a piece of paper, handed it to the other party, then turned to look at Qi Wufeng who was standing aside in silence and said:

"Master, this brother is our big customer. Why don't you overdraw some of your mana and send him out?"

Zhou Xian took it numbly, bit his finger to make a fingerprint, and handed it back.

Chu Xing took it and put it in his arms. After a pause, he looked at Zhou Xian with a half-smile and asked:

"By the way, what's your senior brother's name? He won't default on his debt, right?"

"Zhou Xian, no... no, I will return the spirit stones immediately if I have them." Zhou Xian shook his head repeatedly.

This kid doesn't do anything that ordinary people do, and he has a black heart.

If he didn't return it, he couldn't imagine what the other party would do to him.

"Well, I won't make it difficult for you, Senior Brother. Just pay me back 10,000 spirit stones every year."

Chu Xing nodded in satisfaction. After all, the other party was a spiritual cultivator. As long as he didn't practice cultivation and focused on collecting spirit stones, he believed that he could still get 10,000 spirit stones every year.

"Yes... yes."

……

"My disciple, why don't we just do it directly? Why make it so complicated?"

After seeing Zhou Xian off, Qi Wufeng, at Chu Xing's urging, changed into a black robe and put on a mask. He was obviously unhappy at this time.

"Master, if we act now, the most we can do is convict them of attempted robbery. If we don't catch them red-handed, it will be difficult to explain when Cui Er comes after us."

Is it someone you can call Cui'er?

Qi Wufeng rolled his eyes at Chu Xing, thought for a moment, and said, "Okay, but you mustn't let this slip in front of Cui'er."

"Don't worry, Master. That won't happen."

Chu Xing stepped onto the flying sword and soared into the air, flying slowly towards the center of the Black Wind Forest.

While flying, he occasionally threw a few black lightning spears towards the ground, which hit the ground with a rumbling sound, as if he was afraid that others would not know he was coming.

……

At this time, many cultivators hiding in the Black Wind Forest were startled by the noise, and they all followed the sound to see Chu Xing flying in the air with a sword.

In an instant, the originally quiet dense forest became restless, and dark shadows quickly shuttled through it like ghosts, rushing towards the direction where Chu Xing was.

Some cultivators who were closer to Chu Xing had already been ready to make a move, but they were wary of each other and no one dared to make the first move.

Just as they were watching, a black-robed figure suddenly jumped out of the dense forest into the air and arrived behind Chu Xing at lightning speed.

Without saying a word, he picked up the wooden stick and smashed it hard on the back of his head, then reached out and snatched the storage bag from Chu Xing's waist.

Without a moment's hesitation, he turned around and turned into a black line, quickly fleeing into the distance.

"Stop! Leave your storage bag behind!" As this angry shout rang out, the atmosphere instantly became tense.

"How dare you think you can keep it all for yourself!" another person shouted, his voice full of anger and unwillingness.

"Keep him, don't let him run away!" The shouts and scoldings that came one after another intertwined together, as if forming an invisible net that covered the entire forest.

Upon seeing this scene, the monks who had been quiet in the forest suddenly became excited and turned into streaks of light to chase in the direction of the black-robed man's escape.

But no one paid any attention to Chu Xing who fell straight to the ground from mid-air.

……

Although the man in black robe seemed to be fleeing desperately, his escape speed was not very fast.

Before long, the monks came like a tide and successfully blocked it in mid-air.

"Alright, I admit defeat. I'll leave this storage bag to you!"

Seeing that there was no hope of escape, the man in black robe could only sigh helplessly and said.

Before he finished speaking, he quickly opened the storage bag, swung it hard, and poured out all the items inside.

In an instant, countless sparkling spirit stones fell like raindrops, mixed with various spiritual medicines and precious materials, all falling into the dense forest below.

Seeing this, the cultivators in the field no longer paid any attention to the man in black robes, and dived towards the woods below without any hesitation.

After a while, all kinds of noisy and harsh sounds were heard from the originally quiet and silent forest, including the sounds of fierce fighting, angry shouting, and one or two screams from time to time.