Jin Gao Xi!
It was indeed that little girl, she actually made a move on me!
Jin Ji Hao went mad, "Take him down! Whoever can take down this bastard will be rewarded with ten thousand spirit points!"
Ten thousand spirit points, in this era, it was a cultivation that an ordinary cultivator couldn't earn in a lifetime.
Those mid-level cultivators charged forward like madmen.
Originally, there were a few squad leaders directing from the rear, but now even they had charged forward.
But this time, they had encountered a peculiar opponent.
The other party appeared to have no cultivation, only an old-fashioned firearm in his hand.
Yet, every bullet fired took away a cultivator, mercilessly, mechanically reaping lives.
A fatty from the rear spotted the issue, "Wait, he seems to be able to disrupt our spiritual energy. Everyone retreat, fall back, and engage him from a distance!"
This was precisely the situation Qin Ye Xuan least wanted to see.
His eyes flickered, and he looked up at the ceiling.
The cat should have contacted Fo Lian.
Qin Ye Xuan raised his gun, then turned to reload.
The vent cover on the ceiling opened, and Fo Lian swam out like a fish, gracefully landing behind the corridor.
The fatty was still shouting frantically, but not many paid attention to him.
Everyone was thinking about the ten thousand spirit point bounty, their ferocity ignited, rushing to their deaths one after another.
The fatty scratched his head, gathering a strange spiritual energy in his palm, bearing a swirling pattern, like a boomerang.
He secretly aimed at Qin Ye Xuan.
Just then, Fo Lian suddenly appeared, her fair and tender little hand landing squarely on the fatty's back.
The fatty was still staring ahead, and the next moment, he trembled as if electrocuted.
With a *pop*, his shirt on his back tore open, revealing a purple handprint.
This move was none other than the demonic sect's secret technique, the incredibly vicious "Great Blood Demon Hand"!
The purple handprint continued to bulge, as if drawing all the blood from the fatty's body.
The fatty wailed and collapsed, his body convulsing, and the Great Blood Demon Hand on his back had swollen like a ball.
*Bang!*
The blood ball exploded, and the fatty lay there, motionless.
Fo Lian's palm transformed into fingers, and the demonic sect's "Netherworld Finger" lightly tapped another retreating cultivator.
She moved like a phantom, reaving enemies outside Qin Ye Xuan's barrier.
Coupled with the gunfire from the front, these ferocious cultivators fell one by one.
Jin Ji Hao was already shouting and rushing towards the elevator in the center.
He trembled, frantically hitting the elevator button.
Protected by two trusted subordinates, he finally left this floor and returned to his lair on the 41st floor.
"Quick, pack all my spirit coins, we'll go out through the window, you guys protect me!"
Jin Ji Hao's forehead was covered in sweat, and he kept patting his face, "Wake up, stay awake, that man is a monster! How did he do it? How?"
The spirit coins filled a large backpack, along with two decent magic treasures.
Jin Ji Hao slung the backpack over his shoulder and opened the window.
Two loyal subordinates followed him, but Jin Ji Hao fiercely pushed them, "Go to the door, block it, block the door!"
Disregarding his subordinates' lives, he jumped onto the windowsill, about to descend.
Below was a platform with a swimming pool, only four stories high. If he could execute his spiritual body technique smoothly, it would at most be a graze.
Jin Ji Hao took a deep breath. As he stepped out with one leg, a "meow" was heard, and a cat walked elegantly along the platform.
Hmm?
Jin Ji Hao suddenly felt his vision darken, and his body lost all strength.
This cat was not right!
Why were its eyes so bright?
Mesmerized by the cat's illusion, Jin Ji Hao let out a foolish laugh, forgetting everything.
The cat walked closer, tilted its head to look at him, and then suddenly opened its mouth.
A gaping maw, growing larger and larger, eventually becoming bigger than Jin Ji Hao's head.
Wow!
Jin Ji Hao snapped back to reality, flailing his hands with a scream.
It was too late.
The lion cat revealed half of its true form and easily swallowed Jin Ji Hao whole.
Then, it turned, spat out the backpack, and closed its eyes, enjoying something.
The cat's form gradually returned to its cute appearance, but its fur became thicker.
"The spirit cultivation is average, but it's full of fear. The taste of fear is the most beautiful, and the best food for improving my cultivation."
Feeding on fear and death, the lion cat licked its lips and continued searching for its next target.
The corridor on the 40th floor grew quieter. The faint sounds of a few people's painful cries could still be heard. With the last few gunshots, everything fell silent.
Meanwhile, on the 41st floor, in Jin Ji Hao's lair, terrified screams echoed.
The cat moved through the corridor, searching room by room. By the time it reached the elevator, an unknown number of people had already been devoured.
It was satisfied. For the first time in half a year, it had eaten so heartily.
On the 40th floor, Qin Ye Xuan was flipping through a roster, a roster with photos marked with red circles.
He checked the cultivators on the ground one by one. All those circled were eliminated.
The Seventh Squad still had about 180 people left. With 180 cultivators who hadn't fought for Jin Ji Hao, this squad could be completely re-established.
Assistant En appeared after a long while. Looking at the hellish scene, she immediately threw up.
After she had vomited enough, Qin Ye Xuan patted the young woman's back, "Hey, can you find someone to handle this place? The 40th and 41st floors are ours now. Also, notify the remaining members of the Seventh Squad to report immediately."
Assistant En covered her mouth and turned her head away, not daring to look, "I'll find someone to handle it right away. There are companies that specialize in handling such matters, but they require... complete bodies."
"Mm, you mean those guys who extract spirit energy from dead cultivators?"
Assistant En nodded, her face pale, "Yes."
Qin Ye Xuan made a gesture to Fo Lian, "Before those guys arrive, you go and scavenge. All the spirit coins, magic treasures, spirit pills, and such from these cultivators, pack them all up for me."
Fo Lian frowned, "You and I are people of status now, do we need to do such things?"
Qin Ye Xuan bent down and took 10 spirit coins from a cultivator's pocket, "I love collecting spoils of war the most."
Fo Lian's eyes twitched slightly, but she was eventually tempted.
Over a hundred cultivators, a casual search could yield thousands or even tens of thousands of spirit coins.
Qin Ye Xuan clapped his hands and looked back at Assistant En, "Now, give me a company position. I need to go to the 44th floor to visit the next guest, Jin Yu Bin!"
Assistant En was stunned, "Uncle, you're not planning another massacre, are you?"
"Of course not. Jin Yu Bin isn't a fool like Jin Ji Hao. He must know what happened here and have made precautions. I'm going there purely for negotiation!"
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On the 44th floor, in a large office, Jin Yu Bin, the fourth figure of the conglomerate, was drinking red wine and eating steak.
His subordinates were rapidly reporting the events downstairs.
Jin Yu Bin was dressed in a crisp suit, his hair neatly combed. He possessed the common traits of Korean men, such as being clean, refined, and somewhat chauvinistic. At the same time, he had the characteristics of someone who had studied abroad, preferring to speak in English and act with efficiency. A customized coffee machine sat on his desk.
His subordinate had finished reporting. Jin Yu Bin put down his cutlery, his face terrifyingly grim, "That girl Jin Gao Xi doesn't have the guts or the means. Investigate that man who made the move. Is he really from Da Xia?"