High Martial: My Time Stop is Not Quite Right

Chapter 77: Harvest


Chapter 77: Chapter 77: Harvest

The dozen or so Tier 1 Demon Beasts that had been glaring fiercely at Fang Chen now seemed to have lost their minds. The vicious glints in their eyes completely vanished, replaced by an almost maddening greed and desire. They let out a series of low, urgent whimpers. No longer paying any attention to Fang Chen, who was just inches away, they all scrambled toward the broken tree stump, desperately licking the oozing sap. They even began to bite and shove one another, fighting for a better position!

As for the Tier 2 Cyan-faced Fox, it first shot a suspicious glance at Fang Chen up in the tree. But soon enough, its cold vulpine eyes were completely captivated by the Aura of the tree sap. It let out a low growl, its powerful Aura instantly intimidating the other Demon Beasts. As it stepped forward, the others fearfully made way, yet they couldn’t bear to leave. The Cyan-faced Fox lowered its head, stuck out its scarlet tongue, and began to intently lap up the endlessly flowing sap.

At first, nothing seemed unusual. But a few seconds later, as it continued to lick, the broken tree roots seemed to be stimulated, causing the sap to gush out even faster and in greater quantities. The entire clearing was instantly transformed into a festive banquet for the Demon Beasts. All previous threats were dissolved by that alluring sap.

Standing on a tree branch, Fang Chen looked down at the frenzied pack of Demon Beasts in the clearing below. As his gaze fell upon the Tier 2 Cyan-faced Fox greedily licking the Demon-Luring Potion, the last trace of hesitation in his eyes completely dissipated.

He thought, "Spare you? Heh, I was just kidding."

He let out a cold snort and leaped, landing with precision right back onto the severed stump of the Mind-Bending Demon Wood he had kicked down earlier. Fang Chen scanned his surroundings. Even though he had appeared right in their line of sight, all the Demon Beasts were entirely submerged in the extreme temptation of the Demon-Luring Potion, turning a complete blind eye to him.

He knew very well that the reason this Demon-Luring Potion drove Demon Beasts into such a frenzy wasn’t just because of its Aura, but because it contained pure energy that they could directly absorb to increase their cultivation. If left unchecked until these creatures sucked the sap dry, it might actually spawn several more Tier 2 Demon Beasts! Although Fang Chen was confident he could escape the forest before they advanced in tier, what if something went wrong?

He thought, "I have to eliminate this future threat right now, and besides..."

Fang Chen locked his gaze onto the Tier 2 Cyan-faced Fox, his killing intent chilling. He thought, "Damn it, you chased me for so long. It would be entirely unjustified if I didn’t take your Demon Crystal!"

Any Demon Beast that had stabilized at Tier 2 would inevitably condense an energy core within its body—a Demon Crystal. This item was highly valuable; a single one could be sold for over a hundred thousand Zhao Coinage! Although this Cyan-faced Fox had only recently advanced and its Demon Crystal might not be fully formed, it was still worth a try.

With his mind made up, Fang Chen no longer hesitated. The Spiritual Crystal Stone on his sword hilt lit up once more, and the longsword in his hand let out a clear, melodious hum. He then circulated the Transcendence Level Righteous Qi Technique, causing the True Qi inside his body to surge like a rushing river and pour entirely into the longsword. He pushed the Perfection Level Profound Tiger Wind-Breaking Sword to its absolute limit, then channeled his Sword Qi. His condition was pushed to the absolute peak!

Fang Chen took aim at the defenseless Cyan-faced Fox, which was still burying its head and licking the sap, as a brilliant light erupted from his eyes.

"Die!"

He leaped down from the broken stump, achieving Body and Sword Unity as he transformed into a dazzling, eye-catching streak of sword light. He slashed straight toward the relatively fragile back of the Cyan-faced Fox’s neck.

SWISH! HUM!

The sword blade tore through the air, releasing a piercing screech! The highly condensed Sword Qi touched the fur first, followed closely by the blade, enhanced by the Spiritual Crystal Stone’s energy, chopping viciously into the flesh.

SLICE!

It was still that same sensation of cutting through an incredibly tough object! Even with a long-charged sneak attack, and even when striking a relatively vulnerable area, the defense of a Tier 2 Demon Beast remained astonishing! The edge of the sword broke through the skin and flesh, severed the muscles, but was ultimately caught once again by the hard cervical vertebrae, failing to decapitate it completely!

"HOWL!"

The intense agony finally snapped the Cyan-faced Fox out of its trance! It let out a shrill, furious roar and violently twisted its head to launch a counterattack!

But Fang Chen had already anticipated this! He abandoned his sword, True Qi surging wildly around both of his fists, carrying a tragic and fierce momentum that felt like it could shatter mountains and split rocks!

Mountain-Shattering Sound!

THUD! THUD! THUD! THUD!

His fists moved like the wind, acting like heavy pile drivers. Punch after punch, he mercilessly bombarded the Cyan-faced Fox’s injured neck, skull, and fragile nasal bridge! Every single strike contained terrifying Beng Jin that penetrated straight through the bone and into the marrow!

The ground trembled slightly beneath his frenzied bombardment. The Cyan-faced Fox’s wails were forcefully cut off in its throat as its massive head was beaten into a bloody pulp, the skull emitting heart-stopping cracking sounds!

It wasn’t until he had landed over a dozen consecutive punches, falling like a violent storm, that Fang Chen finally stopped, panting heavily. The once-arrogant Tier 2 Cyan-faced Fox now lay with its head completely caved in and deformed. Red and white fluids oozed from its facial orifices, and after its massive body twitched a few times, it fell completely still.

Expressionless, Fang Chen reached his hand along the gruesome wound sliced open by the Sword Qi and dug directly into the Cyan-faced Fox’s chest cavity. After fumbling around for a moment, he unsurprisingly touched a crystal about the size of an egg. It felt warm to the touch and radiated fluctuations of pure Demonic Power! With a forceful yank, a Demon Crystal glowing with a faint white halo landed in his hand!

He thought with delight, "It really had one!" He quickly stored the Demon Crystal away.

He looked up at his surroundings. The Tier 1 Demon Beasts still showed no reaction to their companion’s tragic death or the thick scent of blood. They continued to madly scramble for and lick the Demon-Luring Potion flowing onto the ground.

"I’ll be taking your points as well," Fang Chen said, forcefully gripping the longsword embedded in the Cyan-faced Fox’s body, his eyes turning ice-cold.

Against these Tier 1 Demon Beasts that had lost all vigilance, he was like a tiger among a flock of sheep! Sword light flared once more, swinging silently among the entranced beast pack like the grim reaper’s scythe.

SWISH!

SLICE!

HOWL!

One strike per beast, and sometimes even a double kill with a single slash! The Jade Shadow Leopards, Cyan-faced Foxes, Cyan Flame Wolves, and Poisonous Thorn Demons—all completely caught off guard—were like lambs waiting for slaughter as Fang Chen effortlessly harvested their lives.

In just a short moment, the clearing that had gathered over twenty Tier 1 Demon Beasts fell completely silent. All that remained was a ground littered with Demon Beast corpses and the alluring Demon-Luring Potion, which was still slowly flowing.

Looking at the mess of Demon Beast corpses covering the ground and the still-flowing Demon-Luring Potion, Fang Chen felt a slight sense of regret.

He thought, "It’s a pity. Once this Demon-Luring Potion comes into contact with the air, its medicinal efficacy will rapidly diminish over time, making it hard to preserve. To take it away intact, I’d need a specially crafted container, like a jade bottle engraved with Sealing Runes, which I don’t have right now."

Lingering no longer, he briefly regulated his breathing to calm the slightly turbulent True Qi in his body caused by the consecutive bursts of power, then turned and sprinted back in the direction he had come from.

Before long, he spotted his scattered classmates on a gentle slope next to a stream. This small group of several dozen people was far too conspicuous; it would be hard not to notice them.

Unlike the fierce battle scene he had expected, most of these dozens of students were sitting disheveled on the ground, leaning against rocks or trees. Many were injured with torn Combat Suits, their faces written with exhaustion and lingering fear.

A faint scent of blood and herbal ointment filled the air. A few students who knew a bit about bandaging were helping their peers treat their wounds, making the atmosphere feel rather oppressive.

Fang Chen’s arrival immediately caught their attention.

"Boss Fang!"

"It’s Boss Fang! You’re okay!"

"This is great, Boss Fang is back!"

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