Chapter 140
The Blood Spirit Stone (1)
The two slowly walked forward, their attention drawn to a small crowd gathered at one side of the road.
A man was displaying various jewels, loudly claiming they were rare stones capable of increasing the strength of whoever consumed them.
Standing opposite him was a beautiful young woman, her features firm and her eyes shining with anger as she openly accused him of deception and fraud.
Zao Fan stepped forward and cast a quick glance at the jewels before speaking calmly,
"Excuse me, but I have a simple way to determine whether these jewels are real or fake."
Everyone turned toward him. He asked one of the bystanders to bring a few simple ingredients.
After mixing them carefully, he placed one of the jewels into the mixture.
Only moments later, the color of the stone changed clearly.
Silence spread briefly… before murmurs erupted.
"They're fake!"
The crowd rushed toward the swindler in fury. His face paled before he fled amidst curses and shouting.
As for the young woman, she merely offered a faint smile and bowed slightly to Zao Fan in respect before quietly leaving.
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A short while later, inside a narrow alley drowned in shadows…
The swindler was panting heavily, wiping sweat from his forehead while cursing nonstop.
"Damn everything! That cursed girl and that little bastard… If they hadn't been there, I would've made a fortune!"
A calm, low voice interrupted him, carrying a strange weight behind it.
"Brother… why not make a deal with me?"
The man quickly turned, only to see a young man standing calmly with his hands behind his back.
His features were noble, and his black clothes gave him a silent dignity.
The swindler smiled flatteringly, thinking he had found a new victim.
"Ah, young master… of course! How many stones would you like?"
"All the jewels."
The man's grin widened, then he snapped his fingers behind his back.
"Ah… you really shouldn't have come here alone, young master."
In the next instant, six armed men emerged from the shadows, surrounding Arthur from every side.
"Leave your money and get lost. Did you think I didn't see you with that bastard who ruined everything for me?"
Arthur's expression did not change.
He merely smiled… a calm, cold smile.
He raised his right hand, and the Weapon King Bracelet transformed into a beautiful black sword radiating a dark aura.
And in a single flash—
"Fools… weaklings like you think you can challenge this Sacred Ruler?"
Arthur moved like a storm.
Only seconds passed before the men fell one after another, sliced apart before they could even comprehend what had happened.
He stopped above the swindler's corpse and calmly bent down to collect all the jewels.
He looked around…
Scattered corpses, blood, and suffocating chaos.
"All this mess… damn it."
He raised his hand toward the sky, and a twisted crimson aura wrapped around it.
"Drain."
The corpses trembled violently before their energy transformed into dark threads that rushed toward Arthur's hand.
He directed them into the storage, where they settled inside a preservation vial.
Not even dust remained in the alley.
Arthur turned around, placed his hands behind his back once more, and walked away with the bearing of a noble young master, as though nothing had happened.
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In front of a small inn, Zao Fan stood waiting.
"You're back, Arthur."
"Yes. Here."
Arthur took out the jewels and handed them over to him.
Zao Fan smiled faintly.
"Arthur… can you guard me for a while? Don't let anyone enter, no matter who it is."
"Alright."
Arthur sat in front of the inn's door, motionless as a rock.
One day passed…
Then two…
Until ten full days passed peacefully.
At last, Zao Fan emerged, surprised.
"Arthur? Were you waiting here all this time?"
"You slow bastard, didn't you ask me to guard the place?
Now come on, the Tai Family sent their messenger."
"Aren't you going to ask what I was doing inside?"
Arthur glanced at him indifferently.
"You're stronger than before, and that's enough for me. As long as you're getting stronger, the rest doesn't matter."
Zao Fan smiled gratefully and followed after him.
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They arrived at a fairly large residence surrounded by guards.
"Stop! Where do you think you're going?"
The two guards raised their weapons disdainfully.
Arthur sighed before calmly saying,
"I am Arthur Narin, and this is the head servant of the Luo Family, Zao Fan.
The young master and young miss are guests of your family."
One of the guards laughed mockingly.
"I was wondering who you two were… turns out you're just mosquitoes from the Luo Family.
Get inside, you beggars."
Arthur and Zao Fan exchanged a calm glance.
The behavior of servants… reflects their masters.
The two entered without concern.
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Minutes later, they reached a worn-down straw house—the residence of the Luo Family.
Arthur opened the door and saw Pang Tong and the young boy sitting there in obvious humiliation.
"Brother Arthur! Brother Zao Fan!"
Pang Tong hurriedly stood up.
"Where is your sister?"
Zao Fan asked in a low but tense voice.
"She went to beg the head of the Tai Family for help."
At that exact moment, Arthur picked up the child.
"Show me the way."
Zao Fan rushed after him, fury blazing in his blood.
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When they arrived, Li Yunsheng was lying on the ground, clutching her cheek while tears filled her eyes.
In front of her stood a young man and woman with arrogant expressions.
Arthur did not wait.
In an instant, his fist crashed into the young man's face, sending him flying into the air.
Then he stomped the ground, spun, and kicked the girl in the stomach, launching her beside him.
Arthur stood there, his eyes burning with anger.
"Damn you… how dare you do this, you bastards!"
Zao Fan, who had just arrived, smiled faintly before bending down and gently helping Li Yunsheng off the ground.
"Let's go, Arthur."
"Damn it…"
Arthur cursed under his breath before following them.
"Stop! Where do you think you're going? Stop right there, you filthy slave!"
The girl screamed with overwhelming arrogance and pride, her voice dripping with unbelievable contempt.
Li Yunsheng stopped and slowly turned around despite the trembling running through her body.
"What do you want?"
The girl raised her chin disdainfully.
"Kneel here and now. All of you kneel and beg me three times… and perhaps I'll spare your miserable lives, you poor slaves."
At that moment, Arthur stopped.
He slowly turned his head toward her before letting out a calm breath.
"Trash like you… never learn."
With those words, a devastating aura exploded from his body.
The cursed demonic killing aura.
It was the same aura that had once terrified Constellations with its pure and horrifying intensity.
Arthur used only a tiny fraction of it, yet—
The two suddenly felt as though an overwhelming heavenly pressure had descended upon them.
They crashed violently onto their knees. Their breathing froze, cold sweat poured down their foreheads, and fear paralyzed their bodies.
"Oh, Zao… can I kill them and end this already?"
Arthur spoke in a calm and gentle voice, as though he were asking something trivial.
Zao Fan smiled without replying.
"Alright then… damn."
Arthur stepped forward and crouched down before them until he was directly at eye level.
"You should thank the heavens that I'm not killing you right now… but—"
Suddenly, he grabbed the girl by the hair and slammed her face into the ground.
Once…
Then twice…
Then a third time…
Her face became a mess of flowing blood while muffled groans filled the area.
"But if you stand in my way again—"
He threw her aside, then grabbed the boy's head and crushed his mouth with brutal force, shattering two teeth beneath his grip.
"Next time, I'll destroy every last one of you beyond repair.
I'll send you to the ninety-ninth hell."
Arthur calmly stood up and wiped the blood from his hand onto the boy's clothes before turning away.
Li Yunsheng trembled behind Zao Fan, fear filling her eyes, while Zao Fan smiled faintly as though everything that had happened was completely normal.
Everyone began moving forward.
But—
At that moment, all of them felt a powerful pressure.
Different.
Heavier.
The large door opened, and a man with a sturdy build entered.
His gaze was sharp, and his strength was obvious from his mere presence.
The boy raised his head with difficulty.
"F-Father… this bastard came and attacked me…"
He could barely speak clearly because of his broken teeth.
Arthur smiled as he looked at the man, but this time Zao Fan stepped forward and stood before him.
"A cultivator of the Heavy Bone Realm."
Zao Fan said calmly, pointing toward the man.
"Interesting… you're talented, boy. Who are you?"
"The head servant of the Luo Family."
The man sighed, then looked at his son and the girl beside him.
"Yunsheng… I treated you kindly and took you under my wing during difficult times, and this is how you repay me?"
Li Yunsheng trembled, fear nearly causing her to collapse.
"You shameless old man… you bully a helpless girl and call it kindness?
Everything you did was built on self-interest.
Otherwise, you wouldn't have canceled the marriage in the first place!"
Arthur spoke in a low voice, but it carried the sharpness of a drawn blade.
The man's expression changed.
"Fine… then I will no longer deal with you respectfully.
To atone for what you've done, each of you will endure two moves from me—
and that little one… will pay with his life."
"Two moves?! How can we agree to that?!"
"You want Arthur's life? Are you joking?!"
Pang Tong and Li Yunsheng shouted at the same time.
But—
Both Arthur and Zao Fan smiled… a sinister smile.
"Fine then… I'll go first."
Arthur vanished in a flash.
He appeared before the old man, raising his hand toward the sky.
The air twisted around his arm, folding into the shadow of a giant sword.
And from within that shadow emerged a massive black blade—
The Weapon King Bracelet.
The sword became coated in a solid, pitch-black color.
Arthur combined three techniques into a single strike—
The Wind Path,
The Weapon King Bracelet,
And Hardening Haki.
Then he attacked.
Arthur's strike collided with the old man's raised arm, causing dust to explode everywhere.
Arthur was pushed six steps backward, threads of blood flowing from his mouth.
And when the dust cleared—
The old man appeared with a deep wound carved into his arm, his clothes torn apart, cold sweat gathering across his forehead.
He stood inside a crater formed beneath his feet.
He glared at Arthur with blazing fury.
"You little bastard… I'll kill you!"
He charged forward.
But Arthur did not move.
He returned the Weapon King Bracelet to its normal form and remained standing calmly, a small smile on his face.
"F-Father… save me!"
The scream came from behind the old man.
He turned around in horror—
Only to find his son bleeding heavily… without seeing any attack at all.
"What did you do to my son?!"
Zao Fan smiled slyly and slowly raised his finger.
"I can take your son's life with a single movement of my finger right now.
Do you wish to continue… or not?"
"I believe you! Damn it… leave my son alone, please!"
Arthur stepped forward calmly, while Zao Fan and the others moved alongside him…
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