Chapter 338: Luck Harvester

In a mansion on the island country, Xiao Zhen slowly retracted the sword in his hand. An old man in his seventies or eighties was lying on the ground, bleeding profusely. He was probably dead.

Item: Sword of Luck

Level: Low-grade treasure (2701/)

"This old man is no good. He used to be the Prime Minister, but his luck is only over 700 points. It's really too low!"

In order to test the effect of the Sword of Luck in absorbing luck, Xiao Zhen made a special trip to the island country during this period. Relying on his ability of invisibility, he easily killed several old guys who were said to be big shots.

Xiao Zhen looked at the progress bar and found it was too low. He didn't know how many old devils he would need to gather enough luck for advancement.

Looking towards the north, Xiao Zhen sneered, "I should be able to gather enough luck in that place. I'm sure it won't let me down!"

Xiao Zhen came and went without a trace, and no one could detect him coming in and out.

More than ten minutes later, the servants of the house discovered that the master had been killed, and was pierced by a sword. The blood was all over the ground, and it looked very miserable.

Xiao Zhen landed in a large courtyard and was about to walk deeper when he was suddenly stopped by a white figure.

"Your Excellency, are you too arrogant? The palace is not a place that anyone can enter. If you leave now, I can pretend that I didn't notice anything!"

Xiao Zhen was also a little surprised. He didn't expect to be discovered. Although he used Liu Wa's invisibility, he didn't hide his aura. Anyone with a little bit of Taoism could indeed find some clues. But he didn't expect that a small island country's palace could have such a master.

Xiao Zhen lifted his invisibility and simply appeared here in a swagger, with no intention of hiding at all. This showed his absolute confidence in his own strength.

Many soldiers gathered around after hearing the noise, their Type 38 rifles loaded with bullets, ready to fight at any time.

Xiao Zhen's white figure was discovered. Although he was not tall, he had a tall black hat on his head and looked like an Onmyoji.

At this moment, the Yin-Yang Master frowned. Xiao Zhen was still wearing the Chinese clothing of this period, so he recognized him at a glance.

"You are... a practitioner from China?"

Xiao Zhen crossed his arms and said proudly, "You ask even though you know the answer. So what are you going to do now?"

Xiao Zhen spoke Chinese, and he didn't care whether the Yin-Yang master opposite him could understand him or not.

Before the Onmyoji could say anything, the guards nearby became agitated.

"Damn it! They are Chinese. How dare they break into the imperial palace?"

"He must be here to assassinate His Majesty Tian Huang. He must be killed!"

"Kill him later and feed the body to the dogs!"

Listening to the dirty words coming from the Japanese soldiers, Xiao Zhen frowned and his fingers flashed a few times.

The green flames kept spinning like lively elves, burning the surrounding figures into ashes.

It took Xiao Zhen less than three seconds to burn the hundreds of Japanese soldiers who surrounded him into charcoal. There seemed to be a faint smell of meat floating around.

Xiao Zhen did not burn everyone to death. At least the Yin-Yang master and several of his men were still alive.

The Yin Yang Master saw this scene and said with red eyes: "Why, what did they do wrong that you could be so cruel? They are just ordinary people!"

Xiao Zhen sneered and said, "If you want to blame someone, just blame them for their dirty mouths. I will just have no choice but to send them to reincarnation early!"

A drop of cold sweat appeared on the Onmyoji's forehead. Why didn't the Chinese practitioner opposite him follow the rules?

Hundreds of years ago, Chinese practitioners said that they would not interfere in the affairs of mortals in the future. As long as the other party did not touch the practitioners, the Chinese practitioners would not take action.

Why did modern China in this world decline? Not only is the technology not keeping up with the times, but the practitioners were all busy dealing with the Dharma Ending Age. The truly powerful ones all went into seclusion, so they had no time to care about the lives and deaths of mortals.

The Yin Yang Master bowed deeply and said respectfully: "Please leave immediately. After all, this is the imperial palace of our country. Outsiders are not allowed to enter at will!"

Xiao Zhen sneered in his heart. In his perception, this middle-aged Yin-Yang Master was the strongest master in the island country's royal palace. His cultivation had reached the peak of the foundation-building stage, which made him much stronger than Uncle Jiu.

But what a pity! If Xiao Zhen didn't get what he wanted today, he would never leave easily.

Think about it another way, if Xiao Zhen was not strong enough, the Yin-Yang Master on the opposite side would have called everyone to attack together and would not be as humble and polite as he is now.

Xiao Zhen silently said to the system in his mind: "System, show me how much luck the guy on the other side has?"

"Ding! The system is investigating..."

Characters: Abe Mirror

Occupation: Onmyoji

Luck: 1302

After reading it, Xiao Zhen also smiled. It was more than 1000 points, which was much fatter than the former prime minister!

Abe Jing felt a sense of crisis, stepped back, and asked cautiously: "I wonder if you have anything else to say. If you have any, I can tell His Majesty the Emperor!"

Xiao Zhen took out the Sword of Luck from the system space and waved it casually a few times. The cold sword energy was constantly piercing the bones of several Onmyojis.

Abe Jing quietly grabbed a handful of paper figures. He knew that the other party must have bad intentions today, otherwise why would they rush into the palace.

Xiao Zhen raised his feet and began to move forward slowly.

"go with!"

Abe Jing threw the paper figures in his hand, and after making a few hand seals, the paper figures quickly turned into several ferocious ghosts.

There was a flash of disdain in Xiao Zhen's eyes. Although these evil ghosts had reached the foundation-building stage, unfortunately they were still not good enough.

As the fighting spirit with the Azure Lotus Earth Core Fire was injected into the Sword of Luck, Xiao Zhen raised the sword and swept it.

A layer of green flaming sword energy flashed by, and several evil ghosts were immediately scared to death with screams.

I don’t know if it was a backlash, but Abe Jing Yike vomited blood, and even his hair seemed to have turned a lot whiter.

Several young Yin-Yang masters hurriedly came to support Abe Jing, and the leader asked with concern:

"Teacher, how are you? What should we do next?"

Blood continued to flow from the corners of Abe Jing's mouth, but he still whispered to several disciples:

"This man is very powerful and has a strong desire to kill. Take His Majesty and the Crown Prince away immediately. I will buy you some time!"

Although several young Onmyojis were reluctant to leave, they also respected their teacher's decision. After all, they had worked hard to learn a set of skills and would have plenty of opportunities to enjoy them in the future. They couldn't just die here.

Xiao Zhen watched as several young Yin-Yang masters were about to leave. He lightly stretched out his fingers and several small snakes formed by green flames quickly chased after them.

"what!"

"It hurts!"

"Ya...Ya Meteor!"

"No! Damn you, you devil." Abe Jing cried out in pain. Those were all his disciples whom he had trained with great care, and now they were gone just like that today.

Xiao Zhen also felt a little regretful. Those who were able to become Yin-Yang Masters all had some luck. If he had known earlier, he would not have burned them to death. At least he should wait until they absorbed the luck first, and it would not be too late to kill them later!

The noise here was so loud that more soldiers began to gather around, and many even started shooting at Xiao Zhen.

Except for his buttocks, the rest of Xiao Zhen's body is indestructible. Even if he is only protected by the Dou Qi protective shield around him, he will not suffer any harm.

"What a bunch of annoying ants, turn them all into ashes!"

Xiao Zhen waved his hand, and the green flames instantly formed a circle. All the soldiers who tried to get close were turned into charred meat under the extremely high temperature.

Abe Jing clenched his head, a pitch-black steel needle appeared in his hand, and then he gathered all his magic power into it.

Xiao Zhen sneered: "It's just a useless struggle. You are doomed to be in big trouble if you meet me today!"

Abe Jing spat out a mouthful of blood and added it to the black needle. This was his last resort.

"Go ahead, evil ghost Black Needle!"