Many children, many blessings: Stealing the offspring of powerful figures to cultivate immortality.

It was already late when we left Jin Ding Pavilion.

Outside the Iron Wall City, the wasteland was filled with sandstorms.

Mo Xie walked ahead, in a very good mood, and even hummed an unknown tune.

Although I didn't manage to buy the elixir, I saved a lot of money and can still try my luck at the Pill Tower.

Jiang Yining, however, remained on edge.

She clutched the broken dagger she'd bought on the black market, her eyes scanning her surroundings warily.

"Young Master, something's not right."

Jiang Yining suddenly stopped and whispered, "It's too quiet."

Although this place is outside the city, the roars of star beasts can be heard on ordinary days, but now, even the sound of the wind seems to be blocked by something.

"Come out."

Mo Xie stopped in her tracks, and the childish smile on her face vanished instantly.

"Sha Tiezong's dogs certainly have a keen sense of smell."

Om-!

The air suddenly distorted.

Three dark figures appeared out of thin air, surrounding the two in a triangular formation.

Three middle-aged men clad in black iron armor, each emanating the unique spiritual energy fluctuations of a True Monarch Realm expert.

"kill."

Without uttering a single word, the leader of the men in black raised his hand and unleashed a terrifying blade of light.

The blade's aura was ten zhang long, stirring up a cloud of yellow sand and even tearing the space itself into fine black lines, before slashing straight down at Mo Xie's head.

At the same time, the other two also moved.

One person unleashed a massive meteor hammer, slamming it into the ground to block their retreat; the other silently appeared from the side and rear, his poisoned dagger aimed straight for Mo Xie's back.

Three True Monarch Realm experts surrounded and killed one True Monarch Realm expert.

This is a sure-fire trap!

"Young master, be careful!"

Jiang Yining shouted, and then...

With remarkable skill, it slipped into the largest crevice in the rock next to it, its movements as swift as a startled rabbit.

He immediately put on a defensive talisman and even held his breath.

Just kidding, she's still suffering from the Shadow Poison in her body and has no spiritual power left. Going up there would just be suicide.

Living is the greatest respect we can show to our young master.

Mo Xie, at the center of the storm, twitched slightly. Before she could even complain about the little cat that ran away so fast, a hint of violence flashed in her golden pupils as she watched the falling blade light.

"You really think I'm easy to bully?"

He suddenly slapped the Shenji Box behind him.

"untie!"

Click—click—!

A series of rapid mechanical clicking sounds rang out.

The enormous divine machine box instantly disintegrated, and in the blink of an eye, it condensed into a three-zhang-tall, three-headed, six-armed Asura mecha behind him!

The mecha was entirely dark blue, with every joint shimmering with terrifying runic light. Its six giant mechanical hands held a giant cannon, a light shield, a chainsaw, and a longsword, respectively. The terrifying pressure it exuded caused the surrounding space to subtly distort.

A terrifying shockwave erupted from Mo Xie, shattering the blade's edge.

The light dissipated.

The little boy who was less than 1.5 meters tall has disappeared.

Instead, there was a grown man who was 1.85 meters tall!

His red hair danced wildly in the wind like a raging fire, and on his handsome, almost otherworldly adult face, his golden pupils resembled two cold, arrogant suns, exuding an air of haughtiness as if looking down on ants.

This is Moye's true form!

"It's been a long time since I've used this body..."

The adult version of Mo Xie stretched her neck.

He raised his right hand: "Now, it's my turn."

The three-headed, six-armed Asura mech suddenly opened its massive maw, and beams of eerie blue light instantly converged, transforming into a torrent of energy powerful enough to pierce the heavens and earth, hurtling straight towards the leader in black. Its speed was like lightning, giving the opponent no chance to dodge.

"Form ranks! Form ranks now!"

The three were terrified and even burned their life essence in an attempt to erect a black iron shield.

But under Mo Xie's relentless barrage of firepower, this shield was as fragile as paper.

Bang bang bang!

A series of explosions resounded through the sky. But these three were, after all, desperate criminals who had lived on the edge of death, and genuine True Monarch Realm experts.

The moment the shield shattered, a ruthless glint flashed in the eyes of the black-clad man wielding the poisonous dart. His figure mysteriously transformed into a pool of black water, avoiding the direct impact of the energy torrent. Like a persistent leech, he slithered along the ground and instantly appeared beside Mo Xie.

"Weapon refiners! They're all just for show!"

The black water exploded, and the poisonous stinger, glowing with an eerie green light, pierced straight into Moye's back.

This attack was swift, accurate, and ruthless, precisely exploiting Mo Xie's fatal weakness of focusing on manipulation while neglecting the protection of her physical body.

A flicker of disgust flashed in Mo Xie's golden pupils, but he remained calm, coldly uttering a single word: "Shield."

Click!

Several palm-sized silver spheres instantly bounced off his back, transforming into layers of spiritual energy shields.

Zizizi!

The poisonous stinger pierced the light shield, emitting a nauseating corrosive sound.

The light shield shattered layer by layer, and Mo Xie's face paled slightly.

Although he blocked the fatal blow, the impact of the True Monarch realm energy attached to the poisonous stinger still penetrated his defenses and slammed into his back.

"puff--"

Mo Xie groaned, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

His physical body was indeed too weak, so weak that even the slightest shock from the aftershocks of spiritual energy caused him excruciating pain as if his internal organs had shifted.

"act recklessly."

Mo Xie, now injured, unleashed a full-blown ferocity in his eyes.

He no longer held back and suddenly clasped his hands together.

"Divine Strategist: Ten Thousand Swords Return to Their Origin!"

The massive Shura mech disintegrated with a roar, transforming into thousands upon thousands of tiny flying shuttles.

Each of these shuttles was burning with valuable star stones, carrying an aura of destruction, and like a locust swarm, they completely engulfed the three men in black.

"ah--!!!"

The piercing screams lasted only half a breath before abruptly ceasing.

Under this unreasonable "money offensive" and "firepower coverage", the three True Monarch Realm experts were not even left with intact corpses, and were directly shredded into a pile of minced meat.

The dust has settled.

Mo Xie's figure swayed, and his adult form receded like the tide, transforming him back into the red-haired boy of twelve or thirteen years old.

His face was ashen, and he clutched his chest, coughing violently. With each cough, a few drops of crimson blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

The massive divine machine box, now reassembled, appeared somewhat dull and lifeless, crashing heavily to the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Cough cough... What a loss, a huge loss this time..."

Mo Xie painfully wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, her eyes twitching as she looked at the broken parts on the ground.

This battle cost him at least 500,000 mid-grade star stones!

A rustling sound came from behind me.

A blue figure suddenly darted out from behind the largest rock not far away.

His movements were so agile and his footwork so skillful, it was as smooth as flowing water, and you could not tell at all that he was a person who had not yet recovered from serious injuries.

Jiang Yining, who had somehow acquired a large sack from somewhere, headed straight for the three pools of minced meat.

"Oh dear, although this protective mirror is broken, the material is black cold iron, which can sell for several hundred star stones!"

"This storage ring! I'm rich! I'm rich! Even though I'm dead, the ring is still here!"

"These boots... oh wait, they're a bit worn. Oh well, every little bit helps, I'll take them off!"

As Jiang Yining muttered to herself, she deftly rummaged through the pile of bloody flesh, her movements practiced and efficient.

In no time at all, she had cleaned up the battlefield spotless, leaving not even a single piece of metal of any value behind.

Mo Xie leaned against the Divine Machine Box, her golden eyes coldly watching this scene, her pale face full of disdain.

"He ran faster than anyone else just now, but now he's the first to rush over to pick things up."