Soul Emperor Martial God

"Damn, just a few points." Lin Jin cursed.

The scores of these dozen or so Martial Artists, since they weren't personally defeated, were divided evenly, but the points seemed pitifully low.

Fifteen people, each got only one point; all in all, Xiao Yi's group of four, plus Qin Feiyang, each just got three points.

"Their points have probably already been handed over to Gu Changfeng." Xiao Yi said.

"I knew we shouldn't have let that Gu Changfeng go just now." Qin Feiyang cursed angrily.

"That guy, relying on the fact he's at the Innate Ninth Layer, one layer higher than me, and has an extremely powerful Sword Martial Soul, coupled with a matching Sword Spiritual Artifact, is slightly stronger than me on the Northern Mountain Ranking by one position."

Qin Feiyang is 16th on the Northern Mountain Ranking, Gu Changfeng is 15th.

"If I also used a Spiritual Artifact, plus you four, together we could definitely have kept that bastard." Qin Feiyang said resentfully.

"Hey." At that moment, Lin Jin gave him a look and said, "Qin Feiyang, cut the crap, we saved you, you should give us something in return."

Tie Niu also smiled honestly, "You're the Young Master of the South Forest Qin Family, you mustn't lack good stuff, right?"

"Do you have to be so mercenary?" Qin Feiyang pursed his lips, but still pulled out an item and said, "Here, this is the famous Golden Wing Pill, I'm giving it to you guys."

"Golden Wing Pill." Lin Jin's face changed at once, and Xiao Yi's eyes also brightened.

The Golden Wing Pill was a special Elixir of the Golden Winged Eagle clan, and also one of the special effects of the Golden Winged Eagle Martial Soul.

Members of the Qin Family would automatically condense a Golden Wing Pill whenever they broke through a Great Realm.

The Golden Wing Pill was divided by grade. If a member of the Qin Family broke through the Postnatal Realm, they would condense a Second-grade Golden Wing Pill; breaking through the Innate Realm, they would condense a Third-grade Golden Wing Pill.

The effect of the Golden Wing Pill was to allow Martial Artists below the Ninth Layer of that realm to increase their Cultivation by one level out of thin air.

For example, the Second-grade Golden Wing Pill could allow a Martial Artist below the Postnatal Ninth Layer to increase one level of Cultivation at will.

The Third-grade Golden Wing Pill would allow Martial Artists below the Innate Ninth Layer to increase one layer of Cultivation at will.

However, this kind of Elixir couldn't be consumed by members of the Qin Family; it could only be given to other Martial Artists, which in turn had made the Qin Family a considerable fortune.

A Third-grade Golden Wing Pill was even more expensive than a Third-grade Peak Elixir, as you can imagine.

"Tsk, tsk." Lin Jin took the Golden Wing Pill and exclaimed, "Your Qin Family really is amazing, your Martial Soul itself allows you to automatically break through a layer of Cultivation every year, and yet the eggs you lay are also incredible."

Tie Niu laughed, "Too bad, they can't eat this egg themselves, otherwise it'd be too abnormal."

Qin Feiyang got angry and cursed, "What egg, this is condensed by our True Qi, it's an Elixir."

Lin Jin waved his hand and said, "Isn't it just the same principle as laying an egg? Come on you, don't be so stingy, just one, give us a few more." ThisversionwassourcedfromM|V|L^EMPYR.

Qin Feiyang found that the two in front of him were simply two oddballs, glaring, he said, "This is condensed when I broke through into the Innate Realm, just one, and I've been reluctant to sell it, but now you guys are getting a bargain, take it or leave it."

Lin Jin snorted and handed the Elixir to Xiao Yi, "Brother Xiao Yi, you made the greatest contribution in driving away Gu Changfeng this time, the Golden Wing Pill is yours."

"For me? What about you guys?" Xiao Yi didn't accept it but asked instead.

Liu Yanran snatched the Elixir from Lin Jin's hands, gave it to Xiao Yi with a smile, and said matter-of-factly, "You have the lowest Cultivation, Lin Jin and the others should give it to you, even if they don't say so."

"Eh." Xiao Yi was startled.

Tie Niu laughed honestly, "Brother Xiao Yi, take it, I want to ask Qin Feiyang for something else."

"Me too." Lin Jin said, "Qin Feiyang, we saved your life, don't be so miserly."

Qin Feiyang slapped his forehead and said speechlessly, "Tell me, what else do you two oddballs want?"

"Turn into an eagle." Lin Jin and Tie Niu said simultaneously.

"Become an eagle?" Qin Feiyang was startled.

"That's right." Lin Jin said, "Carry us up to play in the sky."

"Hehe." Tie Niu laughed heartily, "With our Cultivation, who knows when we'll be able to break through to the Mysterious Profundity Realm and control sky flight. We have to try out what it feels like to fly in the sky this time."

Qin Feiyang's face darkened, "You two bastards, do you think I'm a mount or something?"

"Beat it." Qin Feiyang said coldly.

But when he looked at Liu Yanran, he suddenly put on a friendly face, straightened his clothes, tossed his hair, and extended a hand politely, saying, "But for this beauty, I'd be happy to take you up into the sky to enjoy the blue sky and white clouds."

"Me?" Liu Yanran smiled and shook her head, "Let's forget about it."

"Damn it, Qin Feiyang, you look down on us, don't you." Lin Jin cursed, "Why are you willing to carry Yanran, but not us?"

Xiao Yi watched from the side, uttering to himself speechlessly, "I say, we should leave first. The big battle we just had will surely attract others."

"That's right, we've just finished fighting, and we've spent quite a bit of our True Qi," Lin Jin nodded, "Let's go, Qin Feiyang, follow."

"Me?" Qin Feiyang was startled.

"That's right." Tie Niu grabbed hold of him, "From today on, you're a member of our team."

"Exactly." Lin Jin also pulled him over.

"Hey... hey... did I agree to this?" Qin Feiyang struggled to say.

However, Tie Niu and Lin Jin completely ignored him, dragging him along while whispering to each other.

"If we pull this guy into our team, one day we'll persuade him to transform into an eagle."

"Mhm, mhm, I've never ridden an eagle before in my life, I can't let him go, no matter what."

Qin Feiyang's face was full of black lines as he broke free from the two, raging, "Bastards, we members of the Golden Winged Eagle clan are born aloof, loving solitude; soaring through the sky, vying with the heavens in height, how could we possibly join you?"

"Uh." Lin Jin and Tie Niu were dumbstruck, then quickly said, "Xiao Yi, Yanran, persuade him too."

"If you persuade him to become an eagle in the future, you can ride it too."

"Ah." Xiao Yi gave a wry smile, thinking to himself that Qin Feiyang was stuck now that he'd been caught by these two oddballs, he said, "I don't mind either way, but Qin Feiyang, you're truly in danger going it alone."

Guu Changfeng, that kind of petty man, will definitely cause you trouble later on."

Liu Yanran smiled and said, "Mm, that makes sense. Qin Feiyang, join our team."

"Ahem ahem." When Qin Feiyang saw Liu Yanran, his eyes shone, and he straightened his clothes, putting on an air of casual grace, "Since a beauty invites me, I will naturally not refuse."

"This guy loves to show off," said Lin Jin.

"I haven't seen any trace of his so-called aloofness," said Tie Niu in a deep voice.

Xiao Yi shook his head, thinking to himself, "Apart from loving to show off, Qin Feiyang is a bit of a ladies' man, but seems to be a decent person. Originally, there were only two oddballs in the team, now there are three, sigh, this month is going to be lively."

.....

Xiao Yi and his party of five left and found a spot to rest for half a day.

Soon after, a fierce battle could be heard from a hundred meters away.

"Let's go take a look," Xiao Yi said.

.....

A hundred meters away, over eighty Martial Artists had surrounded a small team of six.

These eighty or so aggressors were clearly a gang, laughing with ferocious glee.

The six, on the other hand, were each severely wounded, their complexions ashen.

One of them stepped forward from the team, pleading, "Yang Xing, we'll give you our points, just let us go."

Yang Xing, the leader among the eighty or so, was the one leading.

Yang Xing of the Northern Mountain Ranking, with an Innate Eighth Layer Cultivation, was the 'leader' of one of the gangs in the forest.

"Ha, I want points, I'll take them myself, I don't need yours," said Yang Xing with disdain.

"Now, you have two choices. One, hand over your points and then use the Prohibition to forfeit automatically; or two, die!"

"You..." The team of six panicked.

Points could be given up, as long as one had the capability, they could be re-earned once lost.

But once they voluntarily forfeited, they would no longer have any chance.

Seeing no reaction from the six, Yang Xing said coldly, "It seems you've chosen the second option."

"You..." The six were startled and quickly activated the Prohibition, a protective shield enveloping their bodies.

"Hmph, at least you know what's good for you," Yang Xing sneered.

"Yang Xing, you're despicable," the protected six, no longer fearing for their lives, shouted angrily.

"Taking part in the Sky-splitting Sword Sect's assessment should purely depend on one's Cultivation and strength; your gathering of followers to serve you, what skill is that?"

Yang Xing replied coldly, "Victors are kings, and the vanquished are outcasts. As long as you pass the assessment, the methods don't matter."

"You are the weak ones, the ants; you have no right to stay here any longer, let alone continue with the assessment."

Just then, five figures rushed over.

It was Xiao Yi and his group.

"Well said," Lin Jin laughed, looking straight at Yang Xing, "According to you, your points should also be given to us; it's time for you to leave too."

Yang Xing's eyes turned cold, "Hmmph, here come five more to give away points."

"Attack," Yang Xing commanded with a wave of his hand, and the eighty Martial Artists swarmed forward.

.....

Minutes later, all eighty-plus Martial Artists lay on the ground, spitting blood, with even Yang Xing out of combat power.

"Northern Mountain Ranking 18, is that all?" Xiao Yi and his group laughed.

After taking Yang Xing's points, Xiao Yi and his group continued to search for opponents.