Tyrant Sky Martial Soul

"Ah..."

A belated scream escaped from Triangle Eyes, howling as if he had seen a ghost.

Blood dripped from his severed right hand, creating a gruesome spectacle.

Yet Ling Xiao remained seated, looking as if he hadn't done anything at all.

What was happening?

Cries of surprise emerged from the crowd; almost everyone had missed what just transpired. Only a few martial artists with high cultivation and keen eyesight had glimpsed the appearance of a shadow.

But even they didn't discern what that shadow was.

"You think your strength allows you to snatch my belongings? To me, you're just an overestimating fool!"

Ling Xiao slightly raised his head, gazing at Triangle Eyes with a mocking smile.

"Ahhhh, ghosts, ghosts!"

Terrified, Triangle Eyes turned to flee, abandoning his severed arm.

He was truly scared senseless, entirely unaware of who or how he was attacked.

To him, it was nothing less than a nightmare.

"Heh, there's no need for tension, everyone. If you're sincere in trading, bring real Dragon Blood Grass and valuable Secret Realm Maps."

Ling Xiao glanced at the crowd, smiling mildly, "But if anyone dares to snatch openly again, next time, it'll be more than just losing an arm.

I'll go for the kill!"

He wore a smile, yet his words were chilling, causing strong apprehension towards this seemingly young man among the crowd.

"This kid is a bit eerie!"

"Yes, I couldn't even make out what happened in that attack."

"It's a shame, Dragon Blood Grass is incredibly precious, hard to come by."

"And Secret Realm Maps too; most martial artists use them themselves once acquired. After all, Secret Realms are rare encounters, seldom brought out for sale."

"Looks like the Yin-Yang Yuanli Pill isn't meant for us."

The chatter filled the air, revealing that Ling Xiao was indeed not someone to be trifled with.

Yet, to easily abandon the Yin-Yang Yuanli Pill, especially a perfect-grade one, they were truly unwilling.

This didn't matter, what mattered now was that the incident was witnessed by many at the free market.

With so many people here, chances were that someone possessed Dragon Blood Grass and Secret Realm Maps.

A perfect-grade Yin-Yang Yuanli Pill would certainly intrigue even Medicine King Pavilion and Tianlong Trade Company.

Ling Xiao absolutely believed this.

Thus, he only needed to wait here; sooner or later, someone would come.

In the bustling free market, nearly every newcomer would hear about the perfect-grade Yin-Yang Yuanli Pill and come to take a look.

But when they saw the words "exchange only," they could only be frustrated.

They had Spirit Stones, but couldn't manage to produce Dragon Blood Grass and Secret Realm Maps.

While without visitors, Ling Xiao kept his eyes closed, continuing his cultivation for a lengthy period.

The passing people did not interfere with his cultivation.

After half an hour of cultivation, the residual energy of the Tai Chi Stone was almost entirely absorbed.

His cultivation had advanced from the early stage to the intermediate stage of Yin-Yang Realm Sixth Level.

It was but a small step.

Yet every giant leap is built from countless tiny steps.

He wasn't in a rush.

Still in cultivation with eyes shut.

Following the absorption of the Tai Chi Stone's residual energy, the Ice-Fire Grass's energy remained.

Using a part of the Ice-Fire Grass's energy to help Liu Lian restore her cultivation, but only about thirty percent was used.

The remaining seventy percent was enough to significantly boost his own cultivation.

Before everyone's eyes, he treated the Yin-Yang Yuanli Pill like a snack, chewing and digesting it.

The formidable storm of Primordial Power drew more and more people to watch, including martial artists from Medicine King Pavilion and Tianlong Trade Company, as well as members of major families from Tianhai City.

After all, a perfect-grade Yin-Yang Yuanli Pill had never appeared in Tianhai City.

"The area's spiritual energy is exceptionally abundant; it seems Tianlong Trade Company's decision to set up a free market here is well justified."

An hour passed by, and as dusk began to fall, Ling Xiao hadn't seen a legitimate customer, though his cultivation was once again on the verge of breaking through.

At this moment, a burly man appeared before the stall.

"Bang!"

His massive hand slammed into the stone platform, smashing it into fragments with a single strike.

The frightening sound echoed like thunder, causing many martial artists to cover their ears.

And Ling Xiao, directly confronting the situation, didn't look too pleased.

Just as he was about to break through, the interruption came, not that it could harm him, but it rendered his cultivation efforts futile, his cultivation falling back to the intermediate stage of Yin-Yang Realm Sixth Level.

Not only wasted three whole parts of Ice-Fire Grass energy.

Ling Xiao's heart bled with rage burning.

Yet the burly man at the stall was ignorant of his actions, pointing at Ling Xiao and shouting, "Kid, I don't have Dragon Blood Grass or any Secret Realm Maps, but I do have Spirit Stones. I'll take those ten Yin-Yang Yuanli Pills."

"Scram!"

Ling Xiao sharply opened his eyes, which turned blood-red, with a terrifying voice rumbling like thunder.

The burly man hesitated for a moment, then retook composure: "Kid, what's with that attitude?"

"Keep jabbering, and I'll kill you!"

Ling Xiao was suppressing his murderous intent because he sensed that this burly man was merely a pawn; the real mastermind stood hidden in the crowd.

Just waiting for him to lash out, then seizing an opportunity to snatch the Yin-Yang Yuanli Pill.

"Kill me? I haven't lashed out yet, but you have? Courting death!"

The burly man swiftly retrieved a heavy sword from the Storage Ring, seemingly weighing hundreds of pounds, and then, before everyone, swung it at Ling Xiao's head.

The heavy sword ruptured the air, its force radiating widely. Martial artists close enough felt their limbs freeze from cold terror.

"I gave you a chance; it's your ignorance that squandered it!"

The icy voice, like a summoning from the Nine Nether Hell, caused the burly man to shiver.

Three-leaf Demon Pupil: Demon Light Impact!

Ling Xiao remained unmoving; only his right eye emitted a black light, instantly sending the heavy sword flying and hurling the burly man tens of meters away into the crowd.

His body twitched a few times before becoming motionless.

Furious at heart, Ling Xiao struck mercilessly.

The opponent already harbored lethal intentions; why would Ling Xiao hold back?

Yet when he turned back to the stall, he found the ten Yin-Yang Yuanli Pills had vanished.