Su Luo and Li Tianjue were purely there to stir up trouble and kill people, so they had naturally resumed their true appearances.
The two walked along the street leading into the city, casually observing their surroundings. It looked much like other cities, with all sorts of shops and people coming and going on the streets, creating a scene of peace and liveliness.
However, with a casual glance, Su Luo, using her divine eye mirror, could clearly discern the identities of these people.
Of the ten people on the street, nine had killed people. The tenth was an enslaved commoner. These demonic sect members had either betrayed their friends and family, committed rape and plunder, or engaged in arson and robbery. One of them had even massacred an entire family of seventy-eight people. He had been pursued and wanted by the Tianhai Gang for three years, but he was still alive and had committed several more crimes.
"Senior Brother, I spotted the Butcher Yan Song. His bounty is three million. Do you want to kill him, or should I?"
Su Luo looked at a man in his forties ahead and asked Li Tianjue.
Li Tianjue walked with his hands behind his back, a faint smile tinged with a hint of indulgence on his face. "Why would I compete with you? Since you found him, you go ahead and do it. I'll find another target." He wasn't in a hurry at all, as there were so many people here. He'd let her earn a few kills first.
"Alright, then I won't be polite."
Su Luo smiled sweetly and flicked her hand, sending out a beam of spiritual light.
The next moment, blood splattered, and a head rolled. Screams erupted on the street as people scattered in all directions.
Some people stood at a distance, staring at Li Tianjue and Su Luo with unfriendly expressions, wondering about their identities. How dare they kill someone in broad daylight in Dayuan City, and not just anyone, but the notorious Butcher Yan Song? Who were these two?
After collecting Yan Song's head, Su Luo continued forward, looking for her next target.
Soon, Li Tianjue also spotted someone. A man poked his head out from the second floor of a nearby restaurant, looking at them.
"This one's good."
Li Tianjue recognized him instantly. This man was named Liu Zihao, nicknamed "Bloody Hand," and he reveled in killing. He had once been the chief disciple of a third-rate sect, but he had defiled his junior sister, killed the master who taught him his skills, and more than ten fellow disciples, before finally defecting and fleeing. His crimes were heinous.
Liu Zihao was wanted by the righteous sects, but he had coincidentally obtained a fragment of a cultivation technique and stolen the demonic core of a ninth-tier demonic beast that the Lingyun Sect had just hunted. Since then, his cultivation and abilities had soared, and he was noticed by the Poison Toad King, who took him in as his subordinate.
Unexpectedly encountering him here, Li Tianjue certainly wouldn't let him go.
He flicked his finger, and a beam of spiritual light shot out, hitting Liu Zihao directly between the eyebrows.
Caught completely off guard, he never expected Li Tianjue to attack him. In the next instant, death had arrived.
His forehead was pierced, and blood gushed out. Liu Zihao's eyes widened as he collapsed. His companions were shocked and exclaimed, "Damn it, who dares to kill..."
Before he could finish speaking, Li Tianjue had already soared into the air, seizing Liu Zihao's corpse from mid-air.
A moment later, Li Tianjue had severed the head and put it into his storage ring.
Seeing this, Liu Zihao's companions jumped down from the restaurant, drew their long swords, and advanced menacingly, intending to avenge him.
"Damn it, you killed my brother... You, you, you are, are Li, Li, Li..."
As the man spoke half a sentence, intending to make a move, he suddenly recognized the handsome, tall, and upright young man before him. He trembled all over, unable to finish his words.
Another companion also recognized him and exclaimed in shock, "Li Tianjue! It's Li Tianjue! He's come to Dayuan City, run!"
These men dared not seek revenge and turned to flee!
This caused panic among the others on the street. Chickens flew and dogs jumped, and chaos ensued.
"Why is Li Tianjue here? Who is he chasing... Ah! It won't be me, will it? I haven't provoked him..."
"Li Tianjue kills people regardless of whether you provoke him or not; he's a ruthless character!"
"Run quickly, Li Tianjue is here!"
Screams filled the street. Everyone who saw Li Tianjue fled as if they had seen a ghost, running as if their pants were on fire. Some people didn't even know what was happening, but just hearing the name Li Tianjue was enough to scare them into hiding immediately.
Shops on both sides slammed shut. Pedestrians stumbled and ran. The bustling and noisy street was instantly deserted, leaving behind only disarray.
Su Luo couldn't help but press her forehead. "Senior Brother, you are too, too famous. These people run away as soon as they see you and all hide. How are we supposed to kill anyone?"
"If you want to cause trouble, you're worried you won't find anyone?" Li Tianjue's lips curved into a smile.
With a casual glance, he strode towards a three-story building not far away. It was a well-decorated weapon shop. But the door was already tightly shut. Li Tianjue stepped forward and kicked the door open with a bang, swaggering in and scanning the interior.
"Senior Brother, you're so overbearing. I like it, Hahahaha..."
Su Luo followed him in, laughing heartily.
She had never seen this man so arrogant and unreasonable before. In her memory, Li Tianjue was either cold and inhuman, decisive in his actions, or gentle and reliable.
Seeing this other side of him, like a tyrant, was indeed quite interesting.
In the shop, the shelves in the main hall displayed many swords and sabers, including spiritual artifacts and divine artifacts. Only a small portion of these were procured through legitimate channels; most were acquired through double-crosses or theft, which was typical of demonic sect business practices.
As Li Tianjue and Su Luo entered, several shop assistants standing in the corners eyed them warily. The shop owner, standing behind the counter, his eyes flashing with apprehension, said in a strained voice, "Li, Li Tianjue, what, what do you want?!"
"This will do. It can be taken back to stock the warehouse."
Li Tianjue ignored him and picked up a sword from the shelf. It was a ninth-grade spiritual artifact, barely usable.
He casually put it into his storage ring and then looked at the others, collecting anything he found pleasing.
The shop owner's face darkened, but he knew Li Tianjue's identity and endured it, not daring to make a move.
At this moment, Su Luo was examining a greatsword on the wall and then drew one out. The blade was as bright as snow, and its sharpness was evident as soon as it was unsheathed. With a casual swing, a sword energy shot out, easily severing a section of a support pillar, causing the entire shop to tremble.
"A first-grade divine artifact. I like this one."
Su Luo turned to the shop owner and said arrogantly, "Robbery! Find all the divine artifacts in your shop. I want them all."
The shop owner's face turned ashen. After a long pause, he gritted his teeth. "Brat, how dare you be so presumptuous? Li Tianjue, I'm warning you, take these things and leave quickly. Consider it giving face to your Qingxutian. But if you push too far, I won't be polite either!"
He was so guilty but still spoke of giving face!
Su Luo looked at him and provocatively said with indifference, "Your name is Zhang Haolong, nicknamed the Poisonous Centipede. You've been doing double-cross business for eight years. The goods in your shop are already of dubious origin. If we take them, it's called taking them for free, which is natural. What do you mean by giving face to our Qingxutian?"