Degrade from Nobility to a Humble Slave

If he counted the crystal core of the queen blade locust, Zen would be able to exchange all the cores for one thousand and five hundred points.

As a new disciple who had joined Cloud Sect less than a month ago, Zen had accumulated one thousand five hundred points through his effort. If the other disciples knew about this, they would sigh at the injustice of fate.

Early on the sixth day, Zen prepared to hunt with the Green Haze Group.

They went into the jungle and killed two flocks of blade locusts. While the soldiers were stripping the corpses off their crystal cores, Martin asked Zen, "You said that as long as you stay here, the conspirators will plan another attack on you. But nothing has happened in the past few days. What happened to them?"

Since Zen had promised to help Martin get his revenge, Martin hadn't reported Randall to the main camp. Martin knew that his complaint would backfire as he had no evidence and his superiors at the main camp wouldn't believe him.

Zen had reassured Martin that they would take action again, but it had been several days, and no one had come for Zen. Martin was understandably anxious.

"I didn't expect these guys to be so patient. Don't worry. We will kill our blade locusts and wait," said Zen. He pulled out the crystal core of a leader of the blade locust and stuffed it into his space ring.

Sensing tension in the air, Zen looked up and said, "I've just praised the conspirators for their patience. But it seems that they can no longer wait."

Zen was more acute than the average people. He was able to feel a person's intent to kill from far away.

After a while, three men came out of the jungle.

white-skinned. Zen had seen them in the military

closer and sneered, "You know we want to kill you, but you still stay in the Dragon Fort. You are

days, they had many chances to kill Zen, but they had

before making their move. They wondered why a young master of a noble clan would help a humble civilian like

the Zhuge Clan, the three conspirators knew they needed to

gathering intelligence, they

Zen had met by chance and adventured along with the Green Haze Group. In fact,

Martin's life. Roger just did Zen this favor, nothing

and Roger were not friends, their concerns about the Meng Clan getting involved were gone, and

can I leave? It has been six days since your last attempt. Since then, you have not dared to come out.

not show any traces

the fire of the earth's core and stepped into the rank of spiritual weapon a few

co-conspirators were just practice targets for

who was only at the marrow refining level. 'He must be putting on a show of confidence. He's not that strong.' Liam reassured himself. He didn't want to be known that he was

end your life, then we will help you," said Liam with feigned placidity. Liam waved his hand toward his companions and said, "Black Fiend and White Fiend, my friends. Kill him now!" Liam

while. They had stayed at the Dragon Fort for many days. Killing Zen should have been

fierce fight was about to begin. Soon a constant flow of life vitality was running through