Chapter 58: A Bloodbath Worth Ninety Million Spirit Stones, Shen Lang Intends to Self-Destruct!

"Stop right there!"

"Take one more step and you die!"

Shen Lang raised an eyebrow as he looked at the several Golden Core stage cultivators stepping forward to block his path.

He had to admit that the heritage of an aristocratic family was truly formidable.

A single treasury actually had this many people guarding it.

However, mere Golden Core stage cultivators...

were nothing more than a joke!

"You damn bastard, you're courting death!"

Seeing that Shen Lang, a mere Qi Condensation stage cultivator, dared to take another step forward, a guard wielding a saber leaped into the air and viciously slashed down toward Shen Lang's head.

Shen Lang remained completely calm at the sight.

"System, give me a killing sword!"

[Ding! Deducted six thousand points of grievance value from the host.]

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Mysterious Sword!]

Watching the Golden Core stage cultivator closing in on him, Shen Lang smiled, pulled the killing sword out of his system inventory, and casually waved it.

"First form of the Green Lotus Sword Technique, Breaking the Army!"

"Oh no!"

Feeling the terrifying sword Qi suddenly erupt, the expressions of the Golden Core stage powerhouses present shifted drastically.

Especially the guard who was slashing at Shen Lang—terror instantly bloomed across his face!

"Don't..."

Splat~

Before he could finish his words, his large head unwillingly parted from his body.

At this sight, a chill ran down the spines of all the guards.

One of the guards, a fifth-layer Golden Core cultivator, immediately shouted at the top of his lungs, "Quick, send up the signal! Call the elders over! This fellow is not someone we can handle!"

Seeing three guards pull out items resembling firecrackers, desperately trying to ignite them, Shen Lang smiled faintly and did not stop them.

Because he knew that only if he "died" would the Zhou family be completely eradicated.

Therefore, he waited until the guards had successfully triggered the alarm before making his move.

"Damn it, someone is intruding into the treasury!"

As three brilliant fireworks exploded across the void, Zhou Botong, who was currently locked in battle with the Divine Lord Howl, saw his expression drastically change.

Gifted with an extremely sharp mind, he instantly realized he had fallen for a diversionary tactic.

Unwilling to let his family suffer heavy losses, his instinctive reaction was to rush back and provide reinforcement.

However, Divine Lord Howl was no fool either.

Seeing the Zhou family's treasury under sudden assault, he instantly understood that Shen Lang must be behind it.

With a strange laugh, Divine Lord Howl blocked Zhou Botong, who was attempting to rush to the rescue. "Old dog, you want to fight when you want to fight, and leave when you want to leave? Did you even ask this divine lord?"

"You damn beast, you really are courting death!!!"

Seeing his path to reinforcement blocked, Zhou Botong's eyes turned bloodred with rage.

The frequency of his attacks became even more ruthless than before. At the same time, he roared furiously, "All elders, head to the treasury immediately! Under no circumstances can the treasury be lost!"

Hearing this command, the elders no longer bothered trying to ambush Divine Lord Howl.

Instead, they swarmed like a cloud of bees toward the Zhou family's treasury.

Because they all knew very well that what was currently stored inside the Zhou family's treasury wasn't just ordinary pills and elixirs for family members.

It was the tax silver meant to be paid to the Blood Demon Sect!

...

"Holy shit, is the Zhou family really this rich?"

At the same time, Shen Lang, having slaughtered the guards and kicked open the doors of the Zhou family's treasury, was stunned by the scene before him.

His original plan in coming to the Zhou family was to use his clone to reclaim some of the family's treasures and farm some grievance value, then fake his death to deliver the ultimate gift of annihilation to the Zhou family.

However, even Shen Lang had not expected that the Zhou family's treasury would be piled high with spiritual stones.

Just as Shen Lang was about to step forward and have the system recycle them, the First Elder's furious roar rang out from behind him: "You damn bastard, how dare you break into our Zhou family's treasury? Are you looking to die?"

Hearing the First Elder's words, Shen Lang turned around with a smile. "I am looking to die, so what?"

"?"

The First Elder was somewhat dazed.

In all his life, he had seen plenty of cultivators who would stoop to becoming beasts and slaves just to stay alive.

He had never seen anyone like Shen Lang, who actively sought death.

This led him to mistakenly believe that Shen Lang had driven himself mad because he knew coming to the Zhou family meant certain death.

Lifting an eyebrow, the First Elder said, "I told you before, as long as you cooperate obediently, I will spare your petty life. Step out of the treasury right now, and I can let bygones be bygones!"

"Moron!"

Seeing that the First Elder was still harboring delusions at a time like this, Shen Lang dropped a classic insult with a look of utter disdain.

"You little punk, you're asking for it!!!"

The First Elder flew into a rage.

Never in all his years had anyone dared to curse right to his face.

With a fierce slap, he slammed his palm directly against Shen Lang's chest.

Puff~

As a mouthful of blood spewed from Shen Lang's lips, the terrifying force hurled his body crashing violently into the pile of spiritual stones.

Feeling the turbulent spiritual energy churning within his body, Shen Lang muttered inwardly, "The strength of a Nascent Soul old monster is truly formidable. That single palm almost cost me my life. Still, it conveniently delivered me right to the spiritual stones!"

With that, Shen Lang looked at the First Elder, who was walking toward him with a dark, gloomy expression.

He gave a calm mental command: "Recycle!"

[Ding! Congratulations to the host for recycling ninety million spiritual stones, obtaining nine hundred thousand points of grievance value!]

Looking at the system interface showing nearly one million grievance value points, Shen Lang was so excited he almost howled like a wolf.

With nearly a million grievance value points, he could not only push the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art to its fourth stage, but he could also elevate his cultivation base to the twelfth layer of Qi Condensation.

If he combined that with a skill upgrade scroll, he would truly have a firm foothold in this world.

While Shen Lang was overjoyed, the First Elder and the other Zhou family powerhouses were completely dumbfounded.

Staring at the pile of spiritual stones inside the treasury that had lost all their spiritual energy and turned into worthless rock rubble, their entire worldview shattered.

After a long moment, realizing what the loss of ninety million spiritual stones meant, the First Elder roared with bloodshot eyes, "You little punk, what did you do? Why did the spiritual stones turn into that?!"

Facing the First Elder's interrogation, Shen Lang, having completed his first objective, showed no politeness whatsoever.

"Why the hell are you asking me? How the fuck would I know?"

Without waiting for the First Elder to say another word, Shen Lang slammed his feet hard against the ground, blasted through the roof, and proceeded with his second objective.

"You little punk, if you don't return those spiritual stones, I'll make you wish you were dead!"

Roaring these words, the First Elder chased after Shen Lang like a madman.

He knew all too well that if these spiritual stones could not be recovered today, forget about becoming the patriarch—whether he could even survive the Blood Demon Sect's accountability was a serious question.

The rest of the elders also realized the gravity of the situation and scrambled after Shen Lang in hot pursuit.

At the same time, Shadow and Nalan Yanran had also arrived near the Zhou family estate.

Seeing the frantic battle raging above, their expressions turned extremely solemn.

Just as Nalan Yanran was about to ask Shadow if she could locate Shen Lang's whereabouts, a familiar and crazed voice echoed across the void: "Zhou family, you humiliate this official to this extent—do you really think this official has no backbone?"

"Today, this official would rather shatter as jade than remain intact as tile! I'll fight you all to the death!"

"Oh no, he's going to self-destruct!!!"