Immortality: Starting with Plundering the Talents of Monsters

Since acquiring the Meridian Sword Intent, and with his own cultivation and strength growing ever stronger.

Xu Mo's mindset changed, and he was no longer as cautious as before.

Xu Mo couldn't quite figure out the reason behind this.

Or rather, Xu Mo was also unaware of the reason behind this.

Xu Mo's personality may very well have been subtly altered by the [Midnight Sword Intent] that swept over the Midnight Sword Ant.

At this moment, Xu Mo, out of absolute confidence in his own strength and a touch of arrogance, wanted to wait for the manager of the Treasure Pavilion to use the crimson gourd.

"Heh heh, today I'll see what you'll use to defend against my crimson gourd, Xu Mo!"

When the manager of Treasure Pavilion saw Xu Mo, who was known for his caution in the Liuyun Market area, he actually stood still.

Overconfident and eager to witness the power of his magical artifact, he actually intended to take it head-on.

If an ordinary cultivator were to witness such a scene, they would certainly feel uncertain and unsure of what to do.

After all, when faced with an attack from your magical weapon, instead of running away or using defensive spells, your opponent simply waits patiently without dodging or flinching.

That means you are no match for him.

In fact, such arrogance may very well indicate that they are not even on the same level.

However, the manager of Treasure Pavilion also had great confidence in his magical artifacts and his own strength.

The manager of the Treasure Pavilion did not believe that Xu Mo possessed the means to counter his crimson gourd.

Therefore, the manager of Treasure Pavilion, who thought he could win easily, made a bold statement, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth, as if victory was in his grasp.

Xu Mo and the manager of Treasure Pavilion, who were facing off outside the most prime and central location of Liuyun Market, were both confident that they could easily kill each other.

The sky was dim, but the afterglow was fiery red.

The two waited quietly for a while.

Finally, the crimson gourd held by the Treasure Pavilion manager completed its energy accumulation, emanating waves of spiritual energy.

Is it coming?

Xu Mo keenly sensed the changes occurring in the crimson gourd in the Treasure Pavilion's owner's hand, as well as the constantly rising spiritual power within it.

"Very well, let me just open my eyes and see the fine magical artifacts that the manager of Treasure Pavilion has been holding in his hands."

As Xu Mo sensed the change in spiritual energy, he also summoned the Gengjin Cold Iron Sword and gripped it tightly in his hand.

Since it was well past noon and close to midnight, the sword intent displayed carried the unique cold and icy aura of midnight.

The sword intent of the Meridian Sword quietly attached itself to the Gengjin Cold Iron Sword that Xu Mo was tightly gripping, ready to be unleashed.

"It'll be done soon, it'll be done soon. Xu Mo, who stole a bunch of customers from my Treasure Pavilion's talisman business, will soon cease to exist in this world."

Finally, I've managed to kill Xu Mo, and I won't have to see that mortal face anymore.

The manager of the Treasure Pavilion, who also sensed the change in the crimson gourd in his hand, couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement.

"Xu Mo is a fool. He just watched me build up my strength without doing anything else or interrupting me."

They just came here to be killed for nothing.

However, perhaps it was because Xu Mo himself was unaware of the power of my crimson gourd that he believed he could withstand it.

After a moment of smug satisfaction, the manager of the Treasure Pavilion suppressed his excitement, focused his gaze, and released his divine sense to lock onto Xu Mo.

Everything is ready; all that's left is to release what this crimson gourd has been storing up to transport grain!

But at that moment, the manager of the Treasure Pavilion inexplicably sensed an extremely cold and chilling sword aura, which even contained a trace of sharpness.

Instantly, the aura of death was like a bucket of cold water poured over the manager of the Treasure Pavilion, assaulting his senses.

"What is this? What changes have occurred to Xu Mo's Gengjin Cold Iron Sword? It actually has such a move!"

However, even though he sensed a strong aura of death, the manager of Treasure Pavilion remained completely calm.

"This aura must be from Xu Mo, who has mastered sword energy!"

I never expected that he had been hiding such a trick all along; he really kept it well hidden.

However, haven't I also been hiding it very well?

Because of his work, the manager of Zhenbaolou had to entertain guests on weekdays and had never taken the initiative to make a purchase.

As a result, many people in the Liuyunfang area underestimated or even ignored the cultivation and strength of the Treasure Pavilion's manager.

Only the owner of the Treasure Pavilion himself knew that his strength actually surpassed that of many Qi Refining Level 6 cultivators, and even exceeded that of many Qi Refining Level 7 cultivators in the late stage of Qi Refining.

"So what if Xu Mo uses his domineering and cold sword energy on me?"

I am the manager of the Treasure Pavilion, who possesses many fine magical artifacts. What can he do to me?

I still managed to kill him!

In an instant, a pillar of fire shot out from the crimson gourd of the Treasure Pavilion manager, as if it were erupting volcanic lava, extremely hot and scorching.

At the same time, Xu Mo's eyes flashed like lightning, and the Gengjin Cold Iron Sword he was tightly gripping in his hand was suddenly drawn.

A flash of cold light appeared, and the chilling, icy air condensed into a silvery glow, drawing a full moon in the night sky in the direction the Gengjin Cold Iron Sword swung.

Before the sword's edge even arrived, the sword intent of Ziwu made a gentle slash, dissolving the oncoming pillar of fire as hot as magma.

then.

The sword intent pierced through the neck of the Treasure Pavilion manager, and his head fell off, blood gushing out like a spring.

Before the manager of the Treasure Pavilion could use any other magical artifacts, he was killed by Xu Mo's sword.

One blow kills.

This is the huge difference between Xu Mo and the manager of Zhenbaolou.

This is the power gap between a sword cultivator who has comprehended and mastered sword intent and a cultivator of the same realm.

"Hehe, the magical artifacts of this Treasure Pavilion manager are nothing special. They are still no match for my Meridian Sword Intent."

"A single, casual sword strike imbued with the essence of the Meridian Sword was enough to kill the Treasure Pavilion manager, who was at the same level as me."

Xu Mo glanced indifferently at the corpse of the Treasure Pavilion manager, not intending to do anything further, and directly squatted down to pick up his storage bag and the crimson gourd that had rolled to the ground.

"However, it's not good for others to just leave these magical artifacts lying around like this. I might as well take them."

Although I probably won't need these magical artifacts given my current strength, they will definitely be very useful to Luo Lingyue.

"You can give her these magical artifacts."

Xu Mo violently tore open the Treasure Pavilion manager's storage bag and stuffed the crimson gourd inside.

He casually stuffed the Treasure Pavilion manager's storage bag into his robes, and then suddenly twitched the Gengjin Cold Iron Sword.

Hot blood was spilled, blending with the crimson sunset.