Picking up a Price

Heavy snow fell from the sky.

The snowflakes were all spiritual energy because of their structural components. They had nothing to do with the temperature between heaven and earth.

Xu Xiaoshou silently got up and put Hiding Pain and the scabbard into the ring on his chest.

The Black Fallen Scabbard seemed to sense Xu Xiaoshou's unpleasant mood, as it didn't come out to make trouble.

With his white clothes stained with blood, Xu Xiaoshou crouched down on the ground and took a look at the large corpse in front of him.

The surging power was still seeping into this world. It must be the remaining energy of the golden blood.

"Why should I mind?"

As far as killing humans was concerned, he didn't think highly of the idea. Yet, facing the giant corpse in front of him, he didn't experience the heart palpitations he'd felt the first time.

After all, he'd changed...