Chapter 162: The Opportunity Surrounding Xiao Kaitian Is Far More Important

Dongfang Li spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. He gathered all the remaining vital energy in his body around his heart to guard his last breath. "Xiao Kaitian, this power of yours is not from the martial path..."

Xiao Kaitian stood up slowly. Facing Dongfang Li, he had no intention of showing mercy. Just as he had stated from the very beginning, he would not be soft on anyone attempting to kill him.

"Xiao Kaitian," Dongfang Li grinned grimly, "you are a Wanderer. You've hidden yourself deep enough."

A Wanderer—strictly speaking, Xiao Kaitian could indeed be considered a Wanderer, but his true origin was born within this dimensional space. If he wanted to quibble about it, it was an inextricable mess.

"The martial arts world... will not let you off. Hahahaha." Amidst Dongfang Li's frantic laughter, blood surged from his mouth. With his final strength exhausted, he slowly collapsed.

Through this clash, Xiao Kaitian gained a rough assessment of his own strength. Dongfang Li's combat power was slightly higher than his, and his realm was also one tier higher, but these gaps were easily bridged by the power of the Divine Source.

Only when encountering top-tier martial arts experts like Xie Yuan would he need to treat the matter with caution. Of course, he could not afford to be careless either, as there were still many capable individuals in this world.

Even in the case of Dongfang Li before him, his finger-qi was extremely formidable, and Xiao Kaitian did not dare to resist it with his physical body alone.

After ending the battle, Xiao Kaitian straightened his clothes. With a quick shift of his footsteps, his entire figure vanished from the spot.

Not long after he left, several figures swept over swiftly, landing in the vicinity. They were none other than the remaining half of the Mount Song Sect's team, led by He Yuan and his party.

"Master, Elder Dongfang and the others..." A disciple of the Mount Song Sect looked at the devastation before him, asking He Yuan with a hint of panic.

He Yuan's heart was also filled with unease. Back at the restaurant, as he watched Bai Kou leisurely enjoying herself, he had a vague premonition that something was amiss. After a brief hesitation, he had immediately rushed over.

Judging from the timeline, the gap was no more than five minutes, but he was still a step too late. The battle here had already concluded.

In other words, Xiao Kaitian alone had killed three Earth-realm martial cultivators and one middle Heaven-realm grandmaster in less than five minutes.

Dongfang Li's strength was on par with his own. Since Xiao Kaitian could easily kill Dongfang Li, he could naturally kill him as well.

Realizing this, his expression turned extremely ugly. This Qin Fei was also Dongfang Li's disciple. What kind of existence had these bunch of fools provoked for the Mount Song Sect?

It served the entire faction right to be wiped out; they truly deserved to die.

Of course, no matter what, they belonged to the Mount Song Sect after all. He Yuan kept these thoughts to himself, considering that he would still have to face the sect master's questioning upon returning.

With this in mind, he squatted down, grabbed Dongfang Li's wrist, and channeled his vital energy into the corpse to examine its condition.

Upon checking, his expression grew increasingly grave. The disciples around him looked at each other in dismay, unable to understand why their master's face had suddenly changed so drastically.

On the surface, Dongfang Li's corpse bore no injuries, but He Yuan's probing revealed that his internal organs, meridians, and bones had mostly been completely pulverized.

Unlike the usual heavy blows that shattered bones, it seemed as though he had been shredded by a kind of resonant force, turning everything inside into a paste. He Yuan pondered the techniques of the Han-Tang martial arts world, yet no one had ever unleashed such a horrifying method.

In other words, Xiao Kaitian's cultivation technique formed a lineage of its own. This martial arts grandmaster who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere without a master was mysteriously suspicious.

Could this person be a Wanderer, or had he obtained a "fortuitous encounter" from a Wanderers' hands? He Yuan carefully reviewed the intelligence on Xiao Kaitian. Aside from being a grandmaster, he seemed to also be the owner of a corporate group.

To interfere so heavily in the secular world meant the probability of Xiao Kaitian being a Wanderer was very low. The only possibility was that Xiao Kaitian possessed a "fortuitous encounter."

He Yuan's eyes instantly lit up. To a martial cultivator or a sect, how important was a fortuitous encounter? Practically all sects in the martial arts world had, to varying degrees, been entangled with the fortunes of the Wanderers.

This was a secret. Compared to the emergence of any spirit crystal, the fortuitous encounter carried by Xiao Kaitian was far more significant.

"We, the Mount Song Sect, are withdrawing from this spirit crystal competition." Without a moment's hesitation, He Yuan made his decision. "Pack up your things; we are returning to the Mount Song Sect immediately."

"Master, this is going against the task assigned by the sect master," a disciple asked, perplexed.

"When a general is away from home, he need not obey every command of his sovereign." He Yuan slowly shook his head. His judgment was sound: before the Mount Song Sect had even participated in the contention for the spirit crystal, half of their men were already dead. With their remaining strength, accomplishing anything was out of the question.

First and foremost, Xiao Kaitian would undoubtedly participate in the fight for the spirit crystal. When the two sides crossed paths then, Xiao Kaitian would certainly not spare the Mount Song Sect.

Since either outcome led to total annihilation, it was better to preserve their strength and return. Bringing back the grand secret carried by Xiao Kaitian would be more than enough to offset the failure of this mission.

However, these issues could not be discussed with the disciples; this was the sect's ultimate trump card. He Yuan altered his tone: "You lot are still too young, always dreaming of reaching the heavens in a single bound. Remember, on the path of martial arts, there are things one should do and things one should not."

"This is not a mission failure for us, but a strategic redeployment. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Master." The disciples were still somewhat bewildered, but since their master had spoken, they had no choice but to obey.

Just like that, the Mount Song Sect became the first faction to withdraw from the competition for the newly emerged spirit crystals. Before long, this news spread among all the participating factions.

Xiao Kaitian was unaware of these subsequent developments. After clearing away his opponents, he strolled back to the hotel.

Bai Kou was seated beneath a parasol, a pot of flower tea resting on the table before her. As dry ice burned, the tea bubbled away, though she was in no rush to drink. Instead, she stretched out her long legs to splash the pool water, purely for the sake of its coolness.

"Is it settled? Did you kill them all?" Bai Kou wore sunglasses perched on the bridge of her nose, her tone carrying the air of a syndicate boss.

Xiao Kaitian couldn't help but feel speechless; this woman's bloodlust exceeded his own. He nodded and took a seat beside her. "I'm afraid there will be trouble in the future."

"What do you mean? The martial arts world is nothing but trouble." Bai Kou remained utterly unconcerned. Her reputation in the martial arts sector was even worse than Xiao Kaitian's, so she didn't care.

"You know my Divine Source is extraordinary. If things continue like this and I keep getting entangled with people from the martial arts world, I'm worried..." Xiao Kaitian was now in the same boat as Bai Kou; if the small boat capsized, both of them would drown.

His concern was not unfounded, and Bai Kou paused for a moment as well. Xiao Kaitian was able to casually modify cultivation methods; regardless of how he managed it, this ability alone was something coveted by every single sect. "Are you a Wanderer, or did you acquire their fortuitous encounter?"

"Neither." Xiao Kaitian shook his head and reclined in his chair. "What if I told you I've killed Wanderers before?"