Martial God Conqueror - Chapter 36
Hate Being Robbed the Most
The Demonic-scale tiger roared furiously, its malignant eyes looking at Du Shaofu now held traces of fear. Not daring to covet the Blood-infant ganoderma anymore, it quickly flapped its wings and flew away.
“Such a strong aura, how could there be such a strong aura?!”
Everyone within the distance exclaimed aloud. That Demonic-scale tiger was scared away with just one shout from the young man. This is too overbearing and simply inconceivable, who exactly is that young man?!
Du Shaofu turned back and quickly picked the Blood-infant ganoderma from the root up, causing the blood-red iridescent glow which filled the gorge to disappear, and the much-coveted elixir finally fell into Du Shaofu’s hands. Leaping down from the large boulder, he headed into the deeper parts of the gorge without so much as a look back, not intending to leave Spirit Gorge at all.
Watching the silhouette walking into the depths of the gorge, and gradually fading into the sea of fog, the shocked eyes following the young man went into a daze. The Blood-infant ganoderma, which every person here coveted and was fighting for, was taken away by a young man so effortlessly.
Shen Yan, Lin Boguang, Wang Yuan and Lu Kun’s expressions were ugly to the extreme. Never did they imagine the result would be like this—especially Shen Yan. From the beginning, he was on guard about the youth with an unknown background assuming he would compete for the elixir if he were to follow them. Unexpectedly, it's the mantis stalking the cicada unaware that the oriole is behind. In the end, the elixir still fell into the youth's hand.
“The Blood-infant ganoderma cannot fall into that brat’s hand, CHASE!”
Eventually, there’s a person who could no longer restrain himself watching the Blood-infant ganoderma disappearing right under his eyes, and started to chase after Du Shaofu. Earlier, facing against Du Shaofu’s overbearing aura, honestly, none of them dared to oppose him. However, there’s might in numbers and everyone felt braver as the number of people chasing Du Shaofu increased. Nobody held back and dived after Du Shaofu without a second thought. One by one, the figures dashed into the depths of Spirit Gorge.
The demonic beasts started to move again, as if they too were extremely unwilling to see the Blood-infant ganoderma snatched away, venting out their frustrations and anger onto the people within the gorge, resuming the mass slaughter. Those wanting to chase after Du Shaofu died vainly—their stomachs slashed open, intestines pouring out, and blood swamps the ground. Whereas those slightly stronger also suffered unimaginable ending as their lesser powerful comrades grabbed them from behind to save themselves…
Deep below Spirit Gorge, under the sunlight the thick clouds of fog gradually dissipated.
Du Shaofu’s silhouette fled through the gorge speedily. Being unafraid of demonic beasts did not mean that he's not afraid of those people waiting outside who were ready to snatch the elixir from him. If he took the Blood-infant ganoderma out of Spirit Gorge, those hyenas would surely besiege him: to leave safely is basically a daydream.
The demonic beasts’ roars coming from behind gradually grew faints, but Du Shaofu remained vigilant. The further he goes the safer he would be.
In mid-air, an enormous red falcon appeared, its sharp gaze bore a dangerous glint. Through flapping its wings in mid-air, it sent down gusts of hot wind akin to a violent storm.
“Giant Flaming falcon!”
Du Shaofu looked up, his eyes instantly became wary. That large red falcon turned out to be a Giant Flaming falcon. Judging from its breath, it seems very powerful—not weaker compared to the previous Demonic-scaled tiger. However, the main reason for Du Shaofu's increase of wariness was due to the several figures on the back of the flacon. Their strength definitely is not weak.
The Giant Flaming falcon circled at low altitude, and a tangerine-red figure leaped down from its back. A young girl wearing a tight-fitting tangerine red dress appeared before Du Shaofu.
“The Blood-infant ganoderma is not something someone of your capability can have. Hand it over and you can safely leave.”
The young girl’s eyes that look at Du Shaofu were clear and bright. Her tangerine-red dress emphasized her tiny waist, and her long jade-like legs made her look even slimmer and taller. Beneath her refined temperament, there’s a distinct clear-cut attitude. Her words are denying Du Shaofu the right to refuse.
Looking at the young girl in front, feeling the breath fluctuations coming from her, Du Shaofu's instinct screamed danger. It seemed these people were present at the Spirit Gorge from the beginning and were also aiming for the Blood-infant ganoderma. His xuanqi silently fluctuated inside his body while he raised one eyebrow and said, “I hate people snatching my things, even though it is snatched by beautiful women. You want the Blood-infant ganoderma? Dream on!”
“You think I’m beautiful?”
The young girl smiled faintly and her delicate face seemed to blossom, mesmerizing those who sees it.
“You're not bad compared to the women I’ve seen. You are considered as one of the top.”
Du Shaofu noded, no doubt the young girl in front is gorgeous with an exceptional temperament. Her tall, slim figure is akin to a stem of lofty snow lotus, definitely not of common background. Unnoticeably, in his mind, the image of the elf girl flashed across his mind.
The young girl tilted an eyebrow, in her bright clear eyes were a hint of surprise: the young man in front gave her an indescribable feeling. Below Spirit Gorge, that domineering scene was very clear from the spot she was standing, and facing that awe-inspiring young man at this moment, though her expression was seemingly calm, actually was just a front that she put up exerting strenuous effort.
“It seems you have some ability, but since you’re not going to voluntarily hand it over, then I can only take it myself by force.”
The young girl walked slowly to Du Shaofu. The movement of her long legs seemed teasing Du Shaofu along with her calm voice. As her steps draw closer, there were visible xuanqi fluctuations at the soles of her feet, increasing her speed. As the distance between them shortened, xuanqi wrapped around her leg, and she kicked out at Du Shaofu, leaving behind a streak of tangerine-red.
“Want to snatch my Blood-infant ganoderma? Then I will ‘snatch’ you back to be my maid!”
Seeing the delicate figure leaping towards him, Du Shaofu also shouted loudly, and rushed forward instead of retreating. He then smashed out his perfected version of Raging Storm Waves Palm as his body glowed a pale gold with runes floating around him. The energy fluctuations instantly pushed the young girl back.
“He's only a Xiantian warrior, how could he connect to his martial pulse…”
The young girl was shaken. The aura surrounding the young man shocked her. Her foot lightly tapped the ground, and as she spun, from her slender hands a palm-print gently floated out that was wrapped in flickering runes, clashing into Du Shaofu’s palm print.
A blast resounded, and Du Shaofu was pushed back due to the impact, staggering back a dozen steps before stabilizing himself. That gentle floating palm contained a terribly huge power.
“A Maidong level warrior.”
Du Shaofu was shocked, the young girl before him is definitely not a Xiantian level warrior, if not, it’s impossible to push him back.
“An early Xiantian but to have such strength, undeniably, you do have some ability.”
Shock flitted across the young girl’s eyes, but instantly at the next second, she made her next move. She sprinted forward borrowing the force from the movement skill, and at the same time, her slender hands formed seals condensing palm-prints one after another just like a celestial maiden scattering flower petals, enveloping Du Shaofu.
Du Shaofu’s expression sank, his hands swiftly condensed mysterious-looking handseals. Runes of pale gold swirled around his body and an increasingly overbearing aura emitted from his body. His right hand raised akin to a Golden-winged garuda flapping its wing, slapping straight at the incoming palm-prints.
Golden rays of light burst out like gusts of violent gale, shattering the vast area palm-print midway.
Shock once again appeared in the young girl’s eyes. Her silhouette suddenly appeared right in front of Du Shaofu, her slender hand striked at his chest without delay.
When he saw the palm striked down, Du Shaofu instantly retreated to the back. However, the seemingly soft palm was faster than he had imagined.
The young girl’s brows creased together as if she didn’t expect Du Shaofu to react this quickly. She immediately quickened her palm attack, leaving a palm arc in mid-air—giving the illusion that it pierced through the space barrier to stamp on Du Shaofu’s chest.
At this point, unable to avoid the attack, his body flew back from the force of that palm.
Du Shaofu staggered back, his face a sheet of white and from his throat he tasted a trace of sweetness.
“It seems you won’t be taking me back as your maid!”
The young girl landed gently on the ground and observed Du Shaofu with a bright smile on her face, as if no longer had the intention to give chase: confident that the opponent could no longer escape her.
Furtively glancing behind him, Du Shaofu continued to step back, and unconsciously he had already arrived at the edge of a cliff. Thick clouds of fogs rolled in the air and the depths below the cliff unfathomable. Being at the edge of the cliff, there’s no more path for him to retreat for the young girl in front of him blocked the only way out.
The Giant Flaming falcon continued to hover at low altitude, but there were traces of fear in its eyes as it looked at Du Shaofu. The golden glow emanating from Du Shaofu earlier made it shiver in fright and ill at ease.
Du Shaofu tilted his head up, looking at the several figures on the back of the Giant Flaming falcon. He then shifted his gaze back at the young girl in front of him, “That’s right, today I won’t be able to bring you back as my maid because you are stronger than me.”
“Though you're just an early Xiantian warrior, you already are quite strong. If our level of cultivation is the same, I’m afraid I won’t be able to deal with you. I’m giving you one last chance, hand the Blood-infant ganoderma to me and I will not embarrass you,” said the young girl to Du Shaofu.
“I’ve said earlier, I hate people snatching my things the most, and even if though you are pretty, it’s not an exception.”
Du Shaofu laughed, smiling with his pale face. And when his smile vanished, he took out the Blood-infant ganoderma and stuffed it in his mouth right in front of the young girl before she could even react. Wolfing down the Blood-infant ganoderma and in just a few breathes time he had swallowed the it into his belly.
The young girl stood rooted to the spot, dumbstruck. How could the Blood-infant ganoderma be taken directly. That is the main ingredient for refining high-grade dans ah. Moreover, if it was ingested directly by a Xiantian warrior, the warrior would explode from the enormous violent energy, a definite gamble with one’s life.
The young girl had wanted the Blood-infant ganoderma, something she deemed already hers but who would’ve thought the young man would pull such a crazy stunt—directly swallowing the Blood-infant ganoderma.
“What are you doing, stop your mouth immediately.”
When the young girl regained her senses, she quickly shouted loudly. Her slim silhouette pounced onto Du Shaofu with lightning speed. How could she let go of the elixir when it is within arm’s reach.