Easy Way of Cultivation: Power Harvesting

In the sky, Wei Fan and Qi Zhicun tangled together, with Qi Zhicun desperately trying to break free, unleashing all sorts of Sword Dao Techniques.

Wei Fan’s expression was cold and stern; no matter what methods Qi Zhicun used, Wei Fan would crush them with five-finger explosions, tearing off chunks of flesh from Qi Zhicun.

The two of them exchanged moves frantically. Besides Pei Shinan, no one else could see their actions clearly, only seeing chunks of golden flesh or bones falling from the sky.

Pei Shinan swallowed hard, "This kid is so ruthless!"

In the Jianghu, Wei Fan has always been called the House-Slaying Demon Fiend, known for his ferocity and ruthlessness, which Pei Shinan always thought was no big deal.

Whenever the Demon Suppression Bureau dealt with those colluding with Demon Fiends, it involved confiscation and extermination, and wiping out families was just routine operation.

But seeing it with his own eyes today, he realized the rumors were indeed true—Wei Fan was truly ruthless.

Under his watch, Wei Fan almost dismantled Qi Zhicun’s Golden Body bit by bit.

Hands, feet, ribs...

After a dozen breaths, only half of Qi Zhicun’s body was left in Wei Fan’s hands.

"You demon..."

Even with only half a body remaining, Qi Zhicun was not dead, his eyes filled with terror as he looked at Wei Fan, completely frightened by Wei Fan’s ruthless methods.

His hands, feet, bones, and organs had been dismantled bit by bit by Wei Fan, leaving only his head and the lower half of his torso.

Throughout this process, Wei Fan did not show any fluctuations.

Wei Fan could have killed him long ago but chose not to, dismantling his bones piece by piece instead.

Having lived for so many years, apart from Demon Fiends, he had never seen such brutality in anyone else.

Wei Fan expressionlessly raised Qi Zhicun’s head to look at him directly, "For beasts like you who only know how to fight among yourselves, I don’t mind being the demon that makes you tremble. Any last words? If not, I’ll send you on your way!"

Qi Zhicun no longer had the courage to meet Wei Fan’s gaze. At this moment, not only was he terrified by Wei Fan’s ruthless methods, but he also regretted provoking such a demon like Wei Fan.

"General Pei, save me! I promise to fully cooperate with the Demon Suppression Bureau against Demon Fiends in the future..."

He shouted urgently, having painstakingly cultivated a Golden Body and possessing thousands of years of longevity; no one wants to die.

He was never a man of unwavering courage, otherwise, he wouldn’t have feared the Demon Fiends.

Pei Shinan’s voice echoed, "Do you think I dare to use someone like you?"

With those words, Qi Zhicun’s face turned ashen, knowing his death was inevitable today.

The next moment, he only felt a sharp pain in his head, as Wei Fan’s five fingers pierced into his skull, destroying his Primordial Spirit along with it.

In an instant, tens of thousands of people above and below all shivered with fear; a Golden Body Martial Venerable died so tragically just like that.

Even Qi Zhicun and Pei Shinan were intimidated by Wei Fan’s methods, let alone the ordinary soldiers or the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect below.

Especially the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect, who all had a horrified expression on their faces, now aware of Wei Fan’s ruthlessness.

Now that Sect Leader Qi Zhicun was dead, would Wei Fan spare them?

Whoosh, whoosh...

Two figures suddenly soared into the sky trying to escape, precisely the remaining two Divine Realm Elders of the Divine Sword Sect.

They didn’t know whether others could survive, but they knew that as Divine Realm experts, even if not beheaded, they would be imprisoned for life in the Great Prison.

So the two fled without hesitation.

In the sky, Wei Fan and Pei Shinan each struck with a golden light, blasting those two apart in midair.

You Qingfeng shouted, "Lay down your weapons and surrender, otherwise, kill without mercy!"

The Divine Sword Sect still had three thousand disciples; it was impossible to slaughter them all completely unless they resisted.

With the Sect Leader and Divine Realm Elders dead, the remaining disciples of the Divine Sword Sect dared not resist, quickly laying down their weapons and squatting down with their hands on their heads.

Tens of thousands of troops swarmed forward, taking out chains to start locking people up!

Pei Shinan looked at Wei Fan, "I’ll have someone interrogate these people one by one. The guilty will be executed, and those innocent will be sent to the front lines to combat Demon Fiends. Is that okay?"

He knew Wei Fan’s style of exterminating clans, so he had to consult Wei Fan’s opinion.

Wei Fan nodded, "Alright!"

The experts were all dead, and the remaining disciples of the Divine Sword Sect could no longer pose any threat to him. Furthermore, the Demon Suppression Bureau would handle matters properly, executing the guilty and sending the innocent to the army to fight Demon Fiends on the front lines for a lifetime. Simply killing them all would be unwise.

During several major battles, the Demon Suppression Bureau was short of manpower everywhere.

Pei Shinan smiled, "Aren’t you here to kill and seize treasures? Let’s go see what good stuff this Divine Sword Sect has!"

The so-called good stuff was actually Martial Venerable Level Martial Arts.

In other aspects, Qi Zhicun wasn’t foolish enough to keep things for those who would kill him instead of using them himself.

[Killed Qi Zhicun, gained 20,000 years of Ordinary Power, 30 years of Golden Body Power]

[Killed Divine Sword Sect Elder, gained 2,000 years of Ordinary Power]

[Ordinary Power: 90,000 years]

[Golden Body Power: 100 years]

The Ordinary Power had reached ninety thousand years; accumulating a little more would allow him to add to the Human King Bell.

Wei Fan glanced at the panel and descended from the sky with Pei Shinan to the Hidden Merit Hall of the Divine Sword Sect.

Qi Zhicun’s Storage Gourd was already in his hand; there shouldn’t be anything valuable inside the mountain gate.

The only hope was to acquire a few Martial Venerable Level Martial Arts; he was also lacking this level of martial arts.

This level of martial arts is not something that can be casually chosen. For most Martial Venerables, they would cultivate whatever was available, having no choice in the matter.