Chapter 601

After successfully killing a mid-stage Primordial Core cultivator, Zi Chen occupied the Core Formation Pavilion. After a few days, twenty Primordial Core cultivators would walk out from there.

At the same time, Heifeng and Wild Wolf brought Longhu to visit various forces in the outer regions.

Other than Longhu occasionally striking to intimidate, as more and more Primordial Core cultivators followed behind them, in the end, when the number exceeded thirty, there was no need to intimidate anymore.

The group of Primordial Core cultivators gave the other party two choices.

Live or die.

In just three days, the group traveled to all the regions within a radius of a million miles. They visited dozens of forces, big and small, and brought back close to fifty Primordial Core cultivators. Among them, there were eight who went through the Lightning Trial on their own.

With endless resources, coupled with powerful and overbearing strength, Zi Chen quickly recruited a large group of Primordial Core cultivators. Although the loyalty of these cultivators remained to be tested, they seemed to be able to make up the numbers and gang up on him.

Just as Wild Wolf and Heifeng returned with a group of cultivators, the monk, who was recruiting outside the market, also recruited many Primordial Core cultivators.

However, compared to ten days ago, the monk was much more comfortable now. He was half-lying on the chair in the most comfortable position. Primordial Core cultivators served him tea and water. On his left, there was a table filled with vegetarian pastries. His days could be said to be perfect.

However, not far ahead, there were pieces of bloody flesh on the ground. The ground was stained red by fresh blood.

Such a scene was like heaven being next to hell. It gave people a strong sense of contradiction.

The demonic ape's intimidation in the market was naturally not enough to scare all the Primordial Core cultivators. This was a chaotic place without any rules. The monk displayed his Elixir Weapon, Primordial Core cultivators, and a large number of upper-grade Primordial Stones. Moreover, he was in the Zephyr Realm. This was a complete show to the world that he had no strength, but he was very rich.

This was a real fat sheep. No one would not be tempted.

Therefore, after the demonic ape killed six Primordial Core cultivators with its black rod, there were still greedy Primordial Core cultivators who were unwilling to give up.

It was a very famous force in the central region. The leader was a cultivator who was at the peak of the early-stage Primordial Core cultivator and had an Elixir Weapon. He led more than ten Primordial Core cultivators in the force and made a name for himself in just two years.

When he heard that there was a fat sheep outside the market, he led a group of Primordial Core cultivators and came aggressively.

In that battle, the monk was lying down and watching the show. Zhang Haotian was cold and upright like an outsider. As for the Devil Ape, who had been assigned as a hired thug, he wielded a black stick and single-handedly defeated more than ten Primordial Core cultivators. As for the Primordial Core cultivators who wielded Elixir Weapons, they only managed to block one more stick strike.

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At this point, there was no longer any Dan Essence Stage cultivator who dared to be greedy and have any ideas about these flying cultivators. Moreover, as time passed, news about them also came from the inner region.

Not only did these barbarians offend the eight forces, they also offended the other forces in the inner region. They even offended the Overlord forces. When they returned from the inner region to the outer region, they plundered many mineral veins and resources. It could be said that they were filthy rich.

When the news spread, it instantly caused an uproar. While they were shocked by the audacity of the barbarians, they finally understood why they were willing to pay such a high price to recruit Primordial Core cultivators. It turned out that they wanted to fight against the Overlord forces.

This was a bold and crazy move. The Overlord forces had been standing tall for thousands of years. They had a deep foundation. After they made a name for themselves, they became an existence that no one dared to provoke. But now, a group of barbarians had angered the Overlord forces.

When the Zian barbarians challenged the Overlord forces, they had almost no chance of winning. But the high price offered by the barbarians made many crazy and bold Primordial Core cultivators willing to give up their lives for this huge amount of wealth.

Therefore, the number of Elixir Weapons in front of the monk decreased. The number of Primordial Core cultivators following behind him also increased.

As the saying goes, people die for wealth, and birds die for food. They were all crazy gamblers, but what they were betting on was their lives.

"You have been standing there for more than ten days. Why? Don't you want to join in?" The monk's gaze fell on a young man in the distance.

This was a slightly chubby young man with small eyes and a head full of unconventional short hair. He had been standing there since the first day of the monk's recruitment. Although there were many people like him in the past ten days, and there were quite a few of them, they were all flying in the air. There was only one of them in the past ten days who had not spoken a word even after a Core Core expert had looked at him for a long time.

As soon as the monk opened his mouth, everyone's gaze fell on the young man. The chubby young man's expression changed slightly. In the past ten days, he had not revealed his Primordial Core strength. He did not expect that the monk would still sense it.

After concealing his Primordial Core aura, this was an inconspicuous young man. As he stood up, he was still an inconspicuous Butterball. It was only when his Primordial Core aura surged out that he became unusual.

"Don't you want to go crazy for these benefits?" The monk stood up slightly and looked at him with a smile.

The chubby young man was obviously a little tempted, but his expression changed, as if he was not confident enough. Then, he shook his head at the monk.

The monk could clearly see the reluctance in the young man's eyes, but he refused. The monk was very surprised and asked, "Why? Do you think the rewards are too low? We can discuss it."

This was the first time in more than ten days that the monk had talked to someone about the rewards.

The young man was very tempted, but after hesitating for a moment, he said, "It's not about the rewards."

The other party was just a young man. He did not look old, but he was still a young man. However, when he spoke at this moment, his voice sounded very young, like the voice of a pure child.

"Then what is the reason?" the monk asked curiously. The other Primordial Core cultivators also looked at the young man.

The young man thought about it seriously and decided to tell the truth. He took a deep breath and said, "It's because of me. I can't participate in a battle of attrition. I can't even participate in a battle of more than two breaths."

"Oh, why?"

The monk was even more curious. A Primordial Core cultivator could not participate in a battle of attrition, and a battle of more than two breaths. This was really strange.

"Because the energy in my body is only enough for me to make three attacks," the young man said with a childish voice.

The monk was only flying, so he did not know how much energy there was in a Primordial Core cultivator's body. However, he could imagine that once he successfully broke through to the Primordial Core level, the rich energy in his body would be able to make all this energy in just three short attacks. This was definitely not something an ordinary Primordial Core cultivator could do.

After the young man finished speaking, he looked at the monk nervously. It was because of this reason that he had been observing for more than ten days and did not go forward to ask.

"What kind of three attacks are they? Can you demonstrate it for me?" the monk asked curiously.

"Demonstrate?" The young man was stunned.

"Yes, demonstrate it on me. I want to feel the attack power of your three attacks." The monk nodded.

"I can demonstrate it on you, but you are only flying." The young man was obviously stunned again. When the others heard this, they also looked at the monk in surprise.

For more than ten days, the monk was only in charge of recruiting people and had never fought. Everyone only knew about the powerful Primordial Demon Ape, but they did not know about the hated baldy in the deep region.

"The Primordial Demon Ape is also flying. What do you think of him?" The monk did not answer the young man's question.

"Very strong."

The young man nodded sincerely. The Primordial Demon Ape's combat power was terrifying. Just flying was enough to kill so many Primordial Core cultivators. The young man was very impressed.

"That's right. I am stronger than him." The monk smiled.

As soon as the monk finished speaking, there was a sound of cold air being sucked in, followed by a series of boos. The Primordial Demon Ape could kill more than ten Primordial Core cultivators in an instant with the black stick in his hand.

The monk said that he was stronger than the Primordial Demon Ape. Naturally, no one believed him. Even Zhang Haotian, who was standing straight, looked at the monk again. He could not help but be impressed that the monk's skin was getting thicker.

At this moment, hearing the monk say that he was stronger than the Primordial Demon Ape, Zhang Haotian did not doubt that if Zi Chen was here, he would also point at Zi Chen and say, "Look, is he strong or not? I am stronger than him."

Naturally, no one believed the monk's words. The young man did not believe it either. However, the monk did not care. He revealed a smile that said 'you don't understand me' and said, "Come, let me see your combat power."

The young man could not refuse the monk's serious look. Therefore, a light flashed in the young man's hand, and a long saber appeared.

As soon as the long saber appeared, it attracted another round of boos. This was because it was a spirit weapon. In the past ten days, they had seen the monk give out dozens of elixir weapons. Therefore, there was no room for spirit weapons in their eyes.

"I have elixir weapons here. You can choose one."

The young man shook his head and said, "No need. I only know how to use sabers."

With the spirit saber in hand, the opponent's aura changed instantly. His slightly plump body seemed to be filled with endless power in the next moment. Moreover, his originally calm eyes became incomparably sharp.

In an instant, Tyrant felt as though he had met an evenly matched opponent. Furthermore, he could even sense a dangerous aura from the other party.

"Weng."

The monk's senses were naturally sharp. The opponent only knew three strikes, so it was obviously not an ordinary three strikes. Therefore, he put his palms together and chanted the name of Buddha. The Buddhist Divine Body Protection Technique had already appeared. A golden light shield instantly enveloped the monk's body.

On the light shield, there were golden runes circulating. An old monk was chanting scriptures. Occasionally, the sound of chanting could be heard. The monk's expression became very serious. Beside the wooden tablet, Zhang Haotian's eyes also became sharp.

At this moment, the young man made his first strike.

He held the saber, swung it, and slashed at the monk. The ordinary long saber actually emitted a powerful and destructive aura in the next moment.