Chapter 170: Chapter 0170: All the Spiritual Medicine are Mine_1
"You still demand compensation? Isn’t killing our Sect Leader and Young Sect Master enough?" a disciple with graying hair burst out, speaking angrily.
He was Han Tie’s junior, Zuo Qiu Feihong, the last elder-level figure of the Iron Sword Sect. However, his cultivation realm was very low, not even as high as Zhang Bin’s. He had only reached the Meridian Pulsing Realm, opening 18 meridians, but he was still currently the strongest master in the Iron Sword Sect.
"Exactly! After killing two of our people, you still want to extort us?" the other Iron Sword Sect disciples shouted in anger.
"Shut up." A freezing killing intent burst forth from Zhang Bin. "Your Sect Leader killed my junior brother, Qian Bing. He snatched our Taiqing Sect’s Jade Scroll Simple. He and his son learned our Taiqing Sect’s secret techniques, so they got what they deserved. Your Sect Leader possessed our Taiqing Sect’s Jade Scroll Simple for over two months, and I suspect he leaked the contents. Our loss is tremendous. Is compensation alone not an incredibly light punishment? And you’re still not satisfied?"
"Compensation is a must," Luo Chengliang said gravely from the side.
"Punishment must be given to make up for the huge loss of the Taiqing Sect," Zhao Dawei added coldly. They didn’t feel a shred of pity for the Iron Sword Sect. With such a vicious Sect Leader and Young Sect Master, they had dared to kill members of the Special Action Team. They had acted so wantonly. If no punishment was given, it would be a huge joke, implying that anyone could do the same.
The Iron Sword Sect disciples were at a loss for words.
Zhang Bin cast his gaze over the Iron Sword Sect’s herb garden and said coldly, "Consider yourselves lucky that our Taiqing Sect prefers to avoid conflict and didn’t start a massacre. Otherwise, all of you would die, and your Iron Sword Sect would become history. The Spiritual Medicine over a hundred years old in this herb garden will be considered the compensation."
He wasn’t too interested in Spiritual Medicine under a hundred years old because he could quickly cultivate them using Spiritual Water. Some of the Spiritual Medicine he had been cultivating on Mantou Ridge for half a year could already be considered a century old. What he needed were even older Spiritual Medicines. After cultivating them with Spiritual Water for a period, he could turn them into Spiritual Medicine over five hundred years old, which he could use to refine True Essence Pills. He could then accumulate True Qi faster and reach the Qi Sea Boundary Great Perfection as soon as possible.
"You—you’re trying to destroy the foundation of my Iron Sword Sect!" Zuo Qiu Feihong said, frustrated and exasperated.
The two most important treasures for a sect were its cultivation methods and its Spiritual Medicine. Without Spiritual Medicine, their cultivation would make no progress whatsoever.
"Nonsense!" Luo Chengliang roared. "It’s just the Spiritual Medicine over a hundred years old, of which there aren’t many. What does that amount to? Such compensation is far too lenient!"
Zuo Qiu Feihong was rendered speechless. Luo Chengliang was a master at the Liquid Transformation Late Stage, far stronger than him. The terrifying oppression he emitted was more than Zuo Qiu Feihong could bear. Therefore, he had no choice but to agree.
Zhang Bin secretly rejoiced. He immediately entered the herb garden and started digging.
Most of the Spiritual Medicine over a hundred years old were precious herbs like Ginseng, Lingzhi, Polygonum Multiflorum, and Solomon’s Seal. The numbers were not large; those over four hundred years old were few and far between, with just a few plants of each kind. There were slightly more three-hundred-year-old ones, about a dozen of each. The Spiritual Medicine between one hundred and three hundred years old was much more abundant, with nearly a hundred of each kind.
If sold, this would represent a significant fortune.
Members of the Special Action Team came over to help. Even Luo Chengliang ordered the Iron Sword Sect disciples to come and dig. Zhang Bin warned, "They must be completely intact. I want to continue cultivating them."
Many hands make light work. In just two hours, all the Spiritual Medicine over a hundred years old had been dug up and carried onto the helicopter.
Soon, they were on their way back. The Iron Sword Sect had begun its decline, transforming from a second-rate sect to a third-rate one, never to regain its former glory.
On the way, the members of the Special Action Team, including Luo Chengliang, looked at Zhang Bin with awe. He was, after all, a formidable youth who could easily annihilate an enemy at the Liquid Transformation Late Stage. Even Luo Chengliang would certainly be unable to withstand his Flying Sword. What they didn’t know was that Zhang Bin only had the strength for a single strike.
"Zhang Kai, you’ve only cultivated to the Mid Stage of Qi Sea Realm, so how do you possess the ability to use Sword Control to slay enemies?" Luo Chengliang finally plucked up his courage and asked.
"I’m uniquely talented. My spiritual power was naturally strong, so I could use Telekinesis as a child. By the age of ten, I could use a Flying Sword to slaughter enemies," Zhang Bin lied.
He certainly didn’t want people to know he had developed a Special Ability that allowed him to use a Flying Sword to kill enemies by practicing the Pure Heart Mystique. That might trigger an even greater crisis, tempting masters in the Golden Core Realm to come and try to take it from him.
The crowd sucked in a collective breath of cold air, their faces showing envy and jealousy. Was there really such a monster in the world? It was truly terrifying. They all chose to believe him, as to their knowledge, no one in the Qi Sea Realm was capable of using a Flying Sword to kill enemies. Indeed, there were some individuals in the world whose spiritual power was naturally very strong, just not as abnormally so as this youth. Of course, to become a truly fearsome expert, one with strong spiritual power also needed to start cultivating from a young age. Without exposure to cultivation, the special ability would degrade over the years, and they would eventually become indistinguishable from ordinary people. Some children could see ghosts because they possessed such special abilities, but if they didn’t receive the proper training, these abilities would vanish as they grew up.
"Zhang Kai, it’s rare for you to come down from the mountains. Why don’t you join me for a trip to the Capital City? I’ll introduce you to that beauty, let you enjoy yourself to your heart’s content. How about it?" Zhao Dawei said enthusiastically, slinging an arm around Zhang Bin’s shoulder.
A youth with super-strong spiritual power was exactly the kind of genius the country was constantly searching for and hoping to cultivate. The Special Action Team had a Special Abilities Group whose members all possessed various kinds of special abilities, and they often completed exceedingly difficult tasks. If they could trick this powerful youth into joining the Special Action Team, they would gain an exceptionally strong new member.
"Are you talking about the beauty we met earlier?" Zhang Bin’s face revealed a look of anticipation.
"Yes, yes, that’s her!" Zhao Dawei said excitedly.
"Tell her to find me in Sanchahe Village. If I like her, I’ll take her back to be my wife," Zhang Bin said nonchalantly.
"Are you messing with me... You can’t be like this!" Zhao Dawei was so exasperated he almost spat blood. This youth was truly impervious to persuasion.
"Hahaha... Our captain got shot down again. This youth seems to be his nemesis." Qian Bing and Sun Tie wore exceedingly odd expressions on their faces, and even Luo Chengliang turned his head away to hide his laughter.
And so, Zhang Bin and Zhao Dawei continued their verbal sparring while the helicopter flew rapidly toward Sanchahe Village.