Chapter 163

Nimble Giant, that was his name. He had lived as a bandit for more years than he could count. Somewhere along the line, the number of his followers grew to form a small army, he even managed to get his hands on some mounts he snatched from a raid.

Life was good. He was always careful not to target any of the big guys, their sects would always retaliate with an even stronger force hence there was no point.

So Nimble Giant learned to pick his opponents carefully. He only went for those In which he could gauge their strength and was sure of their chances in winning against.

His favorite targets coincidently were lone travels, space travelers. That did come with a fair share of risk, however, since cultivators who would choose to travel between the realms alone were either extremely strong or extremely stupid first-timers.