Treasure Hunting

At that moment, several figures appeared and surrounded Zachary.

"You are lucky enough to escape from the fire. You think you are somebody with double martial speed? Bah!" A vicious voice was heard.

"Benjamin, it's you! You burned my treehouse. Are you starting a fight?" Zachary said through gritted teeth.

There were eight Welkin Sect's disciples, with Benjamin as their leader. Most of them was at the first grade or second grade of Mortal Level, and some were even at the third grade. It was clear that they were well prepared and way better than novices.

"Guys, Bruce gave his order and asked you to teach this bastard a lesson. If you do as he ordered, I am sure that he will recommend all of you to the stewards. There is a big possibility that they will take you as their personal disciples," Benjamin said in an encouraging manner to the disciples around him.

Hearing his words, the disciples looked excited, and it was clear that they had already bitten the bait. That was because they only had the original martial speed and were not that powerful. It would be so lucky for them to become any steward's personal disciples. Were that to happen, they would make significant progress.

Benjamin's false words could only deceive those disciples at a low cultivation level, while the others at a high level would not believe a single word of what he had just said. Only a talented disciple was able to became a steward's personal disciple.

Thus, except for those two disciples at the third grade, the disciples at the first and second grade rushed to Zachary, screaming and roaring before they had the time to mull over Benjamin's words and make a proper decision.

"He is no better than a disciple at the first grade of Mortal Level. I don't believe that he stands a chance against these disciples." Benjamin was plotting something. He could have killed Zachary by himself, and there was no need to encourage others to fight for him. However, he did not want to get into any trouble if the fight became ugly. Therefore, the best way for him was to incite some snobbish disciples to teach Zachary a lesson.

"Fuck off!" Zachary was very annoyed by those silly lads who had already come closer to him. Just when they enclosed him from all sides, Zachary's body emitted a dazzling purple light.

balance, staggered, and were sent a few steps

true," Benjamin murmured, shocked by what just happened. Nobody would have believed that Zachary was capable of pushing three first-grade disciples back

the other two second-grade disciples were better, and firmly stood their ground. The next moment, they threw their bodies upon Zachary, employed two moves,

in the blink of an eye. Zachary's easy dodge surprised the two second-grade disciples. They had never considered him as a serious and competent opponent. As far as they were concerned, he was

two second-grade disciples, together with three first-grade disciples, exerted all their might to attack Zachary. However, no matter how hard they tried, they could not defeat

his heart, Zachary knew that his strength would not be able to deal with the five disciples. Therefore, to play safe, he pretended to look confident, smirked coldly, and went all out. In that time, the purple light

second grade of Mortal Level! How

disciples. Seeing how he had hurt them, the remaining disciples were petrified. They looked at one another, hesitated, and did not dare to even take one step

his vantage point, he looked cool, and did not care about danger, for he was ready to do anything to anybody who dared to threaten

knew that he had mistakenly underestimated him. But he had to finish what he had started, and Zachary had to be killed. Showing no mercy,

great deal of martial energy as

an hour, Zachary

Boom!

Zachary was standing into particles of fine dust. The explosion was so potent that it had a far-ranging impact on a vast expanse of

boss here, don't you?" Seeing Zachary weak and defeated,

into a corner. Zachary hardened his heart, and made the purple light brighter, before he was injured even more.

his mind: To slay God, hell would