Volume One, Chapter Five: The Supreme Spirit Stone

Su Mingcai spoke bitterly, “Could it be that useless fool fell into the mine pit and died? If that’s the case, we brothers would have unwittingly earned great merit! The elixirs and five thousand spirit stones promised by Young Master Ye would be ours!”

Su Mingcheng chuckled, “That would be no fun. I’ve prepared some expensive corpse-dissolving powder—I want to see how well it works.”

Hearing this, Chen Fei furrowed his brows tightly and sneered.

Those two spoiled sons of the Su family actually intended to kill him!

Perfect. He could use them as a test.

“Dealing with that useless fool is just a trivial matter. Our real business is more important,” Su Mingcai shifted the topic.

“Mingcai, can we trust that old man’s words?” Su Mingcheng asked with a slight frown. “Our Su family has controlled this spiritual vein for so long, and even our ancestors never discovered any high-grade spirit stones inside. How could he possibly know?”

“Who cares?” Su Mingcai smiled slyly. “We have nothing to lose, so there’s no harm in trying.”

“That’s true. If there really are high-grade spirit stones, we brothers will rise to great heights!” Su Mingcheng laughed heartily.

Chen Fei’s heart quickened at this. A surge of excitement he could hardly conceal welled up inside him.

High-grade spirit stones?

If true, that would be extraordinary.

According to the spirit stone exchange rates in Daqing Kingdom, one high-grade spirit stone could be traded for a thousand medium-grade spirit stones, and one medium-grade could be exchanged for a thousand ordinary spirit stones—and they were scarce and highly sought after.

Medium-grade spirit stones were rare commodities in Huangwu City, tightly controlled by the true power holders of the three great families, let alone high-grade stones.

Chen Fei suppressed his urge to kill the two brothers and silently followed them from behind. If even just one high-grade spirit stone existed, it would be enough for him to restore his cultivation to the ninth level of Spirit Gathering Realm, perhaps even giving him a chance to break through to the Spirit Transformation Realm.

Naturally familiar with this mine vein, the Su brothers quickly led the way to a certain spot, arriving soon before a mine entrance.

They stopped and looked around cautiously, wary of being followed. Unfortunately, their cultivation talents were mediocre, only at the third level of spirit stones, unable to detect Chen Fei, who had already reached the eighth level of the Spirit Gathering Realm.

Feeling confident, the brothers jumped into the mine and proceeded deeper inside. Upon reaching the deepest part, Su Mingcai pulled out something resembling a compass.

“Can this thing really find high-grade spirit stones?” Su Mingcheng eyed the compass skeptically.

“Try and see!” Su Mingcai grinned. Following the mysterious old man’s instructions, he bit his finger and let blood drip onto the compass.

The compass absorbed the blood and immediately lit up. Its needle spun rapidly, then suddenly shot forward like a flying sword.

Boom!

The mine echoed with the sound of shattering rock as a pile of debris collapsed. A dense surge of spiritual energy rushed out from the rubble.

“High-grade spirit stones!” Su Mingcheng was astonished that the old man’s words were true. There really were high-grade spirit stones hidden inside.

“We’re rich, we’re rich!” Su Mingcheng shouted excitedly and dashed toward the ruins.

Suddenly, Su Mingcai appeared behind him, plunging a dagger precisely into Su Mingcheng’s neck. Blood splattered.

“Mingcai...” Su Mingcheng looked at him in disbelief—they were brothers after all.

“Don’t worry, your brother will come to join you soon enough,” Su Mingcai’s voice turned eerie.

Fear flooded Su Mingcheng’s eyes as he realized that the brother before him had somehow become that mysterious old man.

“Soul Control Technique!”

Hidden in the shadows, Chen Fei was equally shocked.

The Soul Control Technique was no feat for a Spirit Gathering Realm cultivator; even great masters of the Spirit Transformation Realm couldn’t perform it. Only the exceedingly rare Art Spirit Masters could achieve such power.

“When did Huangwu City ever have an Art Spirit Master?” Chen Fei frowned deeply. If this news spread, it would throw the three great families into panic.

No matter who he was, today the high-grade spirit stones were his!

Chen Fei desperately needed them to restore his cultivation and break through to the Spirit Transformation Realm. Even a rare Art Spirit Master wouldn’t intimidate him.

Su Mingcai searched Su Mingcheng’s body, taking some spirit stones, then poured corpse-dissolving powder on the body.

The powder ignited instantly upon contact with blood, and within moments, Su Mingcheng’s corpse dissolved into a pool of black liquid.

Afterward, Su Mingcai sifted through the ruins and found twenty spirit stones emitting an unusual glow.

“With these twenty high-grade spirit stones, my injuries should almost heal! Then I’ll make that woman, Su Ran, my slave and turn all of Huangwu City into a living hell,” Su Mingcai laughed coldly, clutching the stones.

In that moment of arrogance, Chen Fei seized the opportunity, darting out of the darkness and plunging a dagger into the back of Su Mingcai’s neck—the very method Su Mingcai had used on his brother.

Before dying, Su Mingcai’s face was filled with unwillingness, struggling to turn and see who had ruined his plan.

Chen Fei would not allow it. If that mysterious Art Spirit Master recognized him, the consequences would be dire.

He struck again swiftly, preventing any chance to turn around, ending Su Mingcai’s life completely.

After killing Su Mingcai, Chen Fei collected the fallen high-grade spirit stones and retrieved a special box from Su Mingcai’s body—a precious container designed to prevent the spiritual energy within the stones from dissipating.

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