Supreme of Seven Realms

3It had already been ten days and the spirit spring water was basically all occupied. Aside from some top powerhouses that didn't have a full supply of Great Spirit Spring Water, the rest of the Little Spirit Spring or Central Spirit Spring Water had already been used up.    

    

At this time, those people began to wander around the area, looking for other resources.    

    

However, because Ling Tianyu had Sayo with him, his gains were plentiful. Unknowingly, he had attracted the attention of many powers along the way.    

    

"Which province does this kid belong to? Why are there only four of them? " The main reason why someone began to question them was that their cultivation levels weren't that high. Ling Tianyu and Xiao Yi were only at the pinnacle of the Zhenyuan realm.    

    

"I don't know, but this kid has obtained quite a lot of good stuff!"    

    

"How is it? Let's go steal him. It's enough for us to search around here for a few days." Some people began to have crooked thoughts.    

    

"En, this idea isn't bad. The disciples of the Sword Saint Palace were robbed just now. Their origins are not as great as the Sword Saint Palace's!"    

    

"Eh, even disciples of the Sword Saint Palace get robbed?" Someone at the side asked curiously.    

    

"Yeah, after they finished cultivating their Spirit Spring Water, they started searching for resources. When those two people were alone, they were robbed." After that person answered, he coldly looked at the curious person and said: "You guys won't be able to do it?"    

    

"Forget it, let's just have a small fight. We won't be joining in on the fun." The curious person glanced at Ling Tianyu and the other three before quickly leaving.    

    

"Useless coward!" That person looked at him and cursed coldly. Then, he turned to the people beside him and said, "Go, surround him!"    

    

Naturally, Ling Tianyu was aware of their actions. The words they spoke were also heard by Ling Tianyu.    

    

However, he was very puzzled, just who had the guts to dare to rob the Central Region Sword Saint Palace!    

    

"Brat, put down your spatial ring and this girl. Otherwise, I will make you die a graveless death!" Those people surrounded him, and the person who had just spoken threatened him.    

    

Ling Tianyu waved his hands, stopping Fu Qing and the other two from making a move. He walked towards that person and asked, "Are you robbers?"    

    

"Nonsense, they're not robbers, are they here to watch your show?" That person said with a gloomy face.    

    

"Heh, there is another possibility. You have come to give us something!" Ling Tianyu chuckled.    

    

Hearing that, those people all started laughing out loud, "Brat, we came to give you something? I think you have a problem with your eyes. "    

    

Just as he finished speaking, he felt a cold chill down his neck. It was unknown when this sword had suddenly appeared across his neck, emitting a threatening chill.    

    

"Less... Young hero, I … We have eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai. Young Hero, please let us go. " The man started begging for mercy.    

    

The scene of such a change left everyone at a loss. This was because none of them saw when Ling Tianyu had made his move.    

    

"That's right, there's something wrong with my eyes. I might not have been able to see your neck, so I might as well cut it off like a watermelon." Ling Tianyu chuckled calmly before continuing, "Now, tell me, is it possible that you are here to deliver something to us?"    

    

"It's possible, it's definitely possible. Young Hero, look carefully, this is our spatial ring. We'll give it all to you!" That person quickly said and took out his spatial ring.    

    

However, the others weren't on the same side as him. How could they be willing to hand over the spatial ring?    

    

"Young Hero, we were being unreasonable just now. We apologize for this and take our leave first!" They clasped their hands at Ling Tianyu before turning around.    

    

Ling Tianyu smiled. "Why, do you wish to leave without leaving anything behind?"    

    

As the sound of his voice faded, Sayo's body flickered as she swung out a fist, sending those people flying back.    

    

The group of people complained incessantly on the ground, "Young hero, we don't recognize that person. It was his intention just now to rob you."    

    

"Oh? If we are weak, then won't you attack us? " Ling Tianyu loathed this kind of person. If he wasn't strong enough, he probably wouldn't even be able to keep him. But now, he had already admitted his wrongs and left. How could he let things get so easy?    

    

Ling Tianyu wasn't a good person. In this world where cultivators were revered, it was already good enough that he didn't rob others. Now that the other party had dared to rob him, how could he let him off?    

    

"This?" Those people were silent.    

    

Ling Tianyu's face darkened. He coldly said, "Hand over the spatial ring within three breaths of time, or die!"    

    

His words, mixed with an aura that seemed capable of reaching the heavens, caused their souls to tremble. They hurriedly handed over their spatial rings.    

    

"Young Hero, you can let us go this time!"    

    

"Scram, don't think about robbing others in the future." Ling Tianyu cursed before asking the person before him, "Who robbed the Sword Saint Palace?"    

    

This wasn't because Ling Tianyu was curious, but because he had some sort of relationship with the Sword Saint Palace.    

    

"Yes …" "It's the people from the White Cloud Sword Sect of the Southern Prefecture. It's said that they're led by the White Cloud Sword Sect's white merchant." The person replied with a trembling voice.    

    

"The White Cloud Sword Sect of the Southern Region? White Business? " Bai He's figure appeared in Ling Tian Yu's mind. That person did not talk much, but he was quite righteous. He never thought that their sect's Bai Shang would actually dare to rob a disciple of the Central Region Sword Saint Palace.    

    

"Did you see Bai He?" Ling Tianyu continued asking.    

    

"Bai He is one of the five great young talents of the Southern Prefecture. They all went to the ninth floor of the pagoda. It is said that all the keys to the seventh floor of the five continents' battlefield have been obtained."    

    

"Oh? They all went to the Nine Floors Tower? "    

    

Ling Tianyu smiled. He thought to himself, "Let's wait, I haven't gone yet. Don't even think about opening the ninth level."    

    

"Speak, where are the two Sword Saint Palace disciples that were robbed?" The Spirit Devouring Sword in Ling Tianyu's hand moved. That person nearly peed his pants as he hurriedly replied, "It's about five kilometers in front of us!"    

    

Just as he finished speaking, he felt something light on his neck, and Ling Tianyu's figure had already floated tens of meters away. Xiaoyi, Fu Qing, and the rest hurriedly followed.    

    

"Little Yuzi, don't tell me you want to rob the Sword Saint Palace as well? Since those two have already been robbed, we might as well rob the others. " Sayo walked to Ling Tianyu's side and looked around at the others.    

    

As they spoke, they were noticed by the beautiful women. That was the fortune of several lifetimes. However, when those people were looked at by Xiaoyi, they felt as if they were being watched by a primordial beast. They hurriedly ran away.    

    

"Sayo, don't you elves love peace? Why are you so violent? " Ling Tianyu said as he walked forward.    

    

"Of course we Elves love peace, so if we rob them all, wouldn't they be at peace?"    

    

"Pfft, big sister Sayo's explanation is really appropriate!" When the Symbol Spirit at the side heard this, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.    

    

"Fortunately, little sister Symbol Spirit knows my thoughts!" Sayo said smugly.    

    

Ling Tianyu rolled his eyes and said, "Alright, then let's go rob the White Cloud Sword Sect later on. You can't be lazy!"    

    

"To rob the White Cloud Sword Sect? Xiao Yuzi, you want to help the Sword Saint Palace? " Little Yi and the rest were all puzzled.    

    

Ling Tianyu only smiled, but didn't explain anything.    

    

Soon, the four of them arrived 10 miles away. As the two white-clothed martial artists sat there, they looked extremely dispirited.    

    

"Senior brother Hua, don't worry. We also separated from senior brother Gong. Otherwise, how could those people from the four continents dare to rob us?"    

    

A lady frowned as she consoled him. She looked to be about fifteen to sixteen years old and had a cultivation at the peak of the Zhenyuan realm.    

    

The man next to her raised his head and looked at her, "Little Qing, you and I just joined the sect. We used this training to increase our cultivation and experience, but who would've thought that our things would be taken away by someone else. We have no face to go back."    

    

This person called Zhao Hua had a sad and listless look on his face.    

    

That Little Qing still wanted to say something, but Hua immediately stood up and said, "As disciples of the Central Region Sword Saint Palace, we must get it back. Even if we die, we must not lose face for the Sword Saint Palace."    

    

"Senior apprentice-brother Hua, they are powerful, but in the past, we've only been forced to die." Little Qing felt a little awkward, but in her eyes, there was too much concern for Su Hua.