Humanity’s Great Sage

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Dong Shu Ye’s body jerked and stiffened.

 

“We’ll… Meet again… In Purgatory!” Dong Shu Ye managed his final words with great difficulty and with apparent hatred and resentment.
Then his body went limp and he was gone, dead with his lifeless eyes still wide open. 

 

A reddish glow rose from the back of his forearm and flew into Lu Ye’s Battlefield Imprint.

 

Lu Ye stared at Dong Shu Ye’s body with a surrealistic sensation. 

 

He could remember how he was chased like a dog two months ago; so desperate that it was only by a stroke of luck that he managed to give Dong Shu Ye the slip back then.
Yet here he was, two and a half months later, having defeated the same Cultivator whose very name could put the fear of the Heavens into him. 

 

To think that he had come a long way since that day. 

 

And besides… 

 

“I’ve barely used my full strength…” Lu Ye muttered softly. 

 

And that was true.
Lu Ye still had another trick hidden up his sleeves—Move-With-The-Wind Talismans.
The Talismans worked on Amber, naturally, they would work on him too.  At his present abilities, a Move-With-The-Wind Talismans could give him at least an additional increase by at least three-tenths of his usual speed. 

 

That was Lu Ye’s original plan: to first get used to his new physical condition after his ascension to the Fifth-Order, then he would decide if he wanted to use one of the Move-With-The-Wind Talismans.
The last thing he wanted was to flippantly use the Talisman and risk the same blunder that occurred when he momentarily lost proper control of his body after his physical enrichment in the Dragon Spring. 

 

Too great a speed increase isn’t necessarily a good thing, especially since he was up against an experienced Spell Cultivator like Dong Shu Ye.
Dodging spells required precise control of his body and if he could not properly handle the speed increase that came with using Move-With-The-Wind Talismans, that could do more harm than good. 

 

A blunder like that could be a fatal mistake. 

 

But the skirmish had ended even before he had the chance to use any of the Talismans. 

 

He had not committed any blunders.
If anything, it was Dong Shu Ye who had made the miscalculation that allowed Lu Ye the chance to wound him using that flaming phoenix spell. 

 

Yi Yi was clutching a Talisman when she peeked out from behind one of the huge rocks she and Amber were taking refuge at.
Carefully, she squeaked, “Is it done? Have you won?”

 

Lu Ye allowed himself to fall back to the ground in a spreadeagle form while he cried, “Yeah, I won!”

 

Yi Yi had been hiding since she used a Talisman to detonate an explosion that sealed off the exit.
Lu Ye had reminded her not to appear.
She was supposed to be his final option if and when he failed to defeat Dong Shu Ye.
They did not expect the fight to end so easily and Yi Yi did not have to appear again. 

 

“You’re strong, Lu Ye,” Yi Yi expressed her admiration without guile and without sarcasm. 

 

Lu Ye grinned at her.
“Well, it’s not really safe to stay.
Get Amber something to eat while we rest, then we’re outta here.”

 

There was no telling what Dong Shu Ye was doing to his Battlefield Imprint moments before he died.
He could be calling for reinforcements, for all Lu Ye knew. 

 

That was why they needed to leave as quickly as possible. 

 

But what Lu Ye did not know was that Dong Shu Ye had long deserted his former order.
He could no longer summon his former sworn brothers for help.
Furthermore, Dong Shu Ye should know best of all that he was going to die and no help would have been able to come in time.

 

But he did deliver a message.
One that was sent to lots of people. 

 

Yi Yi fed Amber some food before she went to clear up the site of the battle.
She came trotting back with a Storage Bag, “Lu Ye, Lu Ye! We’re rich!”

 

From her reaction, Lu Ye could only surmise that the contents of the Storage Bag must be valuable. 

 

Dong Shu Ye’s Storage Bag was still unsealed because he was still retrieving Talismans from inside the Bag during the fight and there was no time for him to reseal it with magic. 

 

Lu Ye was sitting on the ground, taking some Spirit Pills to replenish his powers while he ate some food.
Then he checked his Battlefield Imprint. 

 

[Name: Lu Ye

 

Status: Crimson Blood Sect acolyte

 

Cultivation: Sixty-three Spiritual Points Unlocked

 

Location: Spirit Creek Battlefield

 

Contribution Points: Three Hundred And Ninety-Seven]

 

The last time he checked his Contribution Points when he departed from the Hundred Peaks Mountain range, the tally was three hundred and sixty-eight.
His points had risen as much as twenty-nine now. 

 

He had killed two Fourth-Order enemies back at the marshlands.
That would have raked him eight points, meaning Dong Shu Ye alone had accounted for twenty-one points. 

 

Dong Shu Ye might have, for reasons unknown, fallen back to the Sixth-Order, but the Contribution Points Lu Ye accrued indicated that he was still viewed as a Seventh-Order Cultivator. 

 

But Lu Ye could not yet get his head around what happened to Dong Shu Ye and what caused him to fall back to the Sixth-Order. 

 

But that would seem to be a question that he would never learn the answer to. 

 

There were lots of Spirit Stones and Pills inside the Storage Bag.
A count yielded one hundred and thirty-four Stones and fifty-seven Pills. 

 

That was the most enormous bounty Lu Ye had ever gotten from a looted Storage Bag, which was definitely enough to make up for losing the Mystic Spirit Bell.

 

Still, Lu Ye couldn’t help feeling that Dong Shu Ye’s belongings were still a tad too modest.
He expected more of a Seventh-Order Cultivator, even if it’s a former one. 

 

But that was Lu Ye’s own misconception.
He had never been in real destitution of resources because of the Yuan Metal ores he brought from the Evil Moon Valley slave mines, which was something that no other novice Cultivator could boast.

 

Therefore, Dong Shu Ye’s belongings were by no means modest.
As commander of a Nine Star Clan outpost, he was the one responsible for the distribution of the outpost’s supplies, allowing him to embezzle what should have been for the rest of the Clan’s other acolytes to build up his own stores. 

 

Most Seventh-Order Cultivators would barely have anything left inside their Storage Bags because of the huge amount of supplies they needed to upkeep their cultivation.
The amounts issued by militant sects and orders to their members were barely enough just for upkeep alone, most of the time, let alone saving up for a rainy day. 

 

Lu Ye stowed away his loot and made sure everything was ready before he and Yi Yi removed the rocks sealing the exit of the rock chamber and went back outside.