Winning with Virtue, Taking Them All Down!
The five teens were instantly stunned!
What did they just see?
A pile of treasure weapons and medicines!
Two eighth-grade treasure medicines, one ninth-grade, ten above seventh-grade, and over a hundred more combined!
Plus seventh- and eighth-grade weapons—knives, swords, cauldrons, all sorts—stacked right there!
"The guy on the ground must be the prodigy who killed the Red-Eyed Savage Bear—he's passed out from exhaustion!"
"Look at that huge bump on his head! Must've taken a smack from the bear by accident!"
"He's too strong! A fifth-tier beast couldn't kill him with one hit, and he still took it down!"
Their hearts raced with shock as they pieced together the scene.
A young men prodigy battling a fifth-tier beast—an earth-shaking clash!
The young men barely won, unleashing a divine technique that blasted a massive crater into the cliff.
He killed the beast, then collapsed.
Then… a bean-sized toddler wandered by and hit the jackpot!
He looted the prodigy!
Everything from the storage pouch—dumped out, spread on the ground!
Too tempting!
"We're from small clans—getting a sixth-tier weapon is a struggle, seventh-grade medicines a pipe dream!"
"But here's so much… eighth-grade, ninth-grade even!"
The five teens' eyes burned with greed!
This haul could make them rich!
Too bad they'd arrived late—this toddler beat them to it.
"Let's rob him!"
The purple robe young men suddenly spoke up.
The others perked up, intrigued.
But they hesitated slightly.
"He's just a kid—isn't that a bit shady? People might laugh if it gets out."
The burly leader with the halberd frowned.
"What's the big deal? This world's survival of the fittest—you fight for everything!"
"Besides, didn't that kid rob someone too?"
The halberd young men nodded at that.
The treasures were too enticing to pass up.
Fine then—rob the kid!
"Go easy—don't kill him!"
"He made it here, so his talent's probably high. Could be from a big clan, maybe even pre-selected by Ancient Heaven Sect!"
"Take the loot, but don't stir up trouble!"
The halberd young men cautioned.
No more delays—they strode toward the crater.
By now, Jiang Yuqiong had fished a decent short knife from the "junk" pile.
He was about to carve up the bear when he saw five figures closing in from ahead.
The lead young men slammed his halberd into the ground!
"BOOM!" Rocks tumbled from the cliff, dust billowing five chi high!
The halberd's edge glinted with chilling light, menacingly sharp!
"Kid, drop what's in your hands and get out of here—now!"
The young men barked, his tone ruthless.
The other four glared with equal menace.
Jiang Yuqiong's mouth twitched—another robbery?
Why were all these cultivators he met such weirdos—robbers or swindlers!
Couldn't they do something normal?
He stayed calm, replying in his babyish voice.
"Sure! But I've got a condition!"
The five paused, caught off guard.
They hadn't expected this toddler to negotiate!
"What condition?"
The purple robe young men raised an eyebrow.
"Hand over all your treasure medicines, and I'll leave right away!"
Jiang Yuqiong answered.
The five froze, dumbfounded.
What the heck?
This kid—did he get it backward?
We're robbing you, not the other way around!
Black lines streaked down their foreheads, mouths twitching.
Then they all burst out laughing.
"This brat's got guts!"
"No time for your nonsense—get lost! Or we'll beat you and toss you out!"
The purple robe young men stepped forward, a radiant golden divine wheel flaring behind him.
Within it, purple flames danced, radiating searing heat.
The void warped under its burn!
A divine wheel with a true spirit!
The hallmark of Spirit Nurturing Realm!
"Han Xuan, fling him far—but watch it, don't let the Purple Nether Incinerating Flame hurt him!"
Seeing him move, the halberd少年 warned.
"Relax! Handling a kid like this—I know my limits!"
Han Xuan grinned.
He locked eyes with Jiang Yuqiong, growling low.
"Kid, you going or not? Stay, and I'm beating you!"
The Purple Nether Incinerating Flame spat, morphing into a zhang-long fire dragon, coiling through the void—capable of torching all, its aura terrifying!
The fearsome power surged, nearby cliffs glowing red, melting and oozing!
Jiang Yuqiong watched calmly.
He wasn't scared—Spirit Nurturing Realm? He'd beaten that already!
There's one knocked out at his feet!
Feng Wuchou was Spirit Nurturing Eighth Layer!
These five? Far weaker!
"I'm such a kind kid—always about winning with virtue!"
"You guys are too much!"
Jiang Yuqiong pouted, speaking flatly.
The halberd少年 and crew chuckled at that.
A toddler this chatty—they'd never seen anything like it.
"Winning with virtue? What virtue's a little punk like you got?"
One laughed.
Jiang Yuqiong answered dead serious.
"Martial virtue!"
As the words popped out, his tiny figure sprang up!
His feet tapped the void, intricate runes flashing beneath!
The Art of Movement surged, making him a ghostly blur!
In a few steps, he bypassed the Purple Nether Incinerating Flame's reach, charging straight at Han Xuan!
"This…"
The five teens paled in shock!
Before they could react, the toddler swung a fist!
"BOOM!"
A small fist slammed into Han Xuan.
With a yelp, Han Xuan flew back like an arrow, soaring over ten li!
The Purple Nether Incinerating Flame collapsed on the spot!
The halberd young men and the others gaped, mouths round as coins.
Glancing at Han Xuan's flight path, then at the toddler, their shock was indescribable.
A Spirit Nurturing Third Layer powerhouse—blasted away by a pint-sized kid with one punch!
This wasn't a joke, right?!
"What're you all standing there for?"
"Come on—I'll teach you what 'winning with virtue' means!"
Jiang Yuqiong didn't stop.
His small form moved like a dragon bursting from a ravine, fierce and unstoppable!
He dove into the group, hands flashing like a hawk among sparrows.
Fists flew, the void quaked, sharp whistles piercing the air!
In moments, the halberd young men and his crew were down, sprawled on the ground, groaning in pain.