The other Simmons men who charged toward Caspian and Maya before were now frozen in their
tracks.
Every one of their faces manifested shock, terror, and confusion.
To the men, the change in Caspian’s demeanor from his earlier composure was too great.
He handed over the fedulings with such calm just moments before, but he stood with his foot on a
man’s face and demanded a ridiculous amount of spirit stones, which were much more valuable.
“You… You… You…”
The man with the mole on his cheek stammered nervously.
He wanted to say threatening words, but he could not even spit out a complete sentence at that
moment.
“Stop mumbling and hand over the money!” Caspian snapped, then landed his hand on the man’s
cheek and sent him falling to the ground.
The man felt like he was run into by a giant, raging beast.
His vision went dark, and a wave of blood gushed up his throat.
His entire body felt like all his bones were being crushed as he lay motionless on the ground.
The remaining Simmons men felt a chill at the sight before them.
They snapped back to reality and screamed in terror as they scattered in different directions in a
panicked frenzy.
“Trying to run?” Caspian said with a cold smile, then stepped forward.
Caspian’s skills and techniques were a thousand times more advanced than that of the scurrying
Simmons men.
In an instant, apart from the one man that he let go on purpose, the other Simmons family members
were swiftly smacked to the ground and dragged back to the checkpoint, stacked into a pile of limp
bodies.
“Are you planning on making them pay a ransom for these men?” Maya asked.
They were not on Heavenly Stars Sect’s territory at that moment.
If they got in trouble, it would not be easy to settle things.
Handsome, who squatted on Caspian’s shoulder, could not help but roll his eyes at the sight of Maya’s
concerned expression.
If it were not for Maya’s presence, he would have enthusiastically clapped his little hooves together and
sung Caspian’s praises!
Hearing Maya’s worry, Caspian chuckled and said, “That’s up to the head of the Simmons family.”
If the Simmons head behaved well and paid 50 spirit stones per head for the seven men, as well as the
one that was let go, for a total of 400 spirit stones, then everything would be settled then and there.
However, if the Simmons head were to refuse and insist on standing up for his men, then Caspian
could not guarantee what consequences would follow.
Caspian stood waiting on the spot with his arms crossed.
In less than 30 minutes, a spirit boat was seen speeding toward them from a distant meadow.
Caspian and Maya glanced at each other and saw surprise in each other’s eyes.
They did not expect the Simmons family to be wealthy enough to own a spirit boat However, they could
not figure out why a family that could afford a spirit boat would set up a checkpoint to rob people under
the pretense of collecting congratulatory gifts.
The spirit boat traveled at a much faster speed than a typical cultivator would steer it.
Before long, the boat came to a halt about 20 feet away from where Caspian stood.
When the boat’s cabin opened, a middle-aged man dressed in a long, black gown appeared and
furiously charged toward Caspian.
“What ignorant fool dared lay a hand on my kin? You must have a death wish!” bellowed the man as he
continued to charge ahead.
When he was about five feet away from Caspian, the man suddenly drew his sword and aimed it at
Caspian.
“You‘re dead!”
In an instant, the sword’s beams swept down like a tidal wave.
An air-splitting noise and ruthless murderous intent filled the air.
Caspian was completely enveloped in the ruckus as if he was moments away from being shredded to
pieces.
“How bold of you!” Maya cried out as she watched the black-clothed man.
From what she could tell, that fool was nothing but a first-stage cultivator of the Pulse Control Realm.
His behavior was greatly disrespectful to her and Caspian as advanced cultivators.
What riled Maya up the most was the fact that, despite being a high-level member of the Simmons
family, the man arrived and drew his sword with the intent to kill without first finding out the truth of the
situation.
Caspian suddenly opened his eyes just as Maya was about to step in.
The air around them instantly turned as thick and heavy as mercury.
The darkness was in complete contrast with the lightness of the sword beams.
The murderous man in black was stunned as he felt his heart involuntarily skip a beat.
Caspian did not even make a move yet, but an unprecedented horror radiated from the bottom of the
man’s heart and up to his spine.
It felt as if his crown was about to burst.
“Reckless fool!” Caspian spat, then reached out and snatched the sword from the man’s grasp.
He grabbed the man’s throat, then violently slammed him to the ground.
A bright streak of light surrounded the sword, then slashed down in a fountain of blood.
Caspian hacked off the man’s legs at the thighs, and what followed was a shrill cry of pure agony from
the man in black.
At that moment, it was as if the spirit boat that was stopped not too far away shook in fear.
Within seconds, the boat turned and sped off in the direction it came from.
“Help! Somebody help me!”
The dismembered man in black screamed in the direction of the escaping spirit boat.
His face was as white as a sheet of paper and his eyes were filled with dread and hopelessness.
Caspian’s face remained unchanged as he flung the sword forward with a powerful force.
The sword shot ahead like a bolt of lightning, reached the spirit boat in an instant, and crashed straight
into it.
The force in which the sword hit the boat was as if an invisible, giant fist pummeled it onto its side.
It took much effort for the boat to spring back up and gather its bearings, then escape in a scrambling
mess.
The man in black was dumbfounded.
His jaw dropped and his mouth was wide open, but he could not make a sound.
For a second, he even completely forgot about the pain of losing both his legs.
At that moment, the only thing he could feel was an unbelievable horror.
His opponent possessed such terrifying power!
What horrifying force did the Simmons family get themselves entangled with?
The man in black trembled as he lifted his head to meet Caspian’s malicious smirk
“Since you tried to kill me, no one is going to be able to save you today!” Caspian hissed.
The corners of Caspian’s lips were curled up into a smile, but upon hearing the words that came out of
his mouth, the man in black felt as if he was thrown into an icy abyss.
A chill shot to his very core.
More members of the Simmons family arrived about an hour later. That time, there was no spirit boat.
A middle-aged man with a noble, elegant appearance approached with five other family members
trailing behind him.
The man that Caspian deliberately released earlier was now tied up and strung along with the group.
Seeing the way the group followed the middle-aged man every step, and noticing that he was a
second-stage cultivator of the Pulse Control Realm, Caspian figured out the man’s status.
Caspian was not wrong.
The group stopped about ten feet away from where he stood.
The middle-aged man then said, “I, Phillip Simmons, head of the Simmon family, wish to discuss
today’s misunderstanding with our cultivator peers.”
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