10x Rewards: Novel's Extra's Cultivation Stealing System-Chapter 41 - 50x Massacre (Part - 2)

[Ding!]

[Siphoned Vitality multiplied by 50 times!]

[Ding! Intercepted lingering soul fragments. Acquired Martial Art: ’Bai Clan Swift Steps’ (Spirit-Tier).]

[Ding! 50x Reward Bonus Applied to Martial Art!]

[Ding! ’Bai Clan Swift Steps’ successfully evolved to King Grade: Sovereign Strike of Infinite Freedom!]

A massive, overwhelming influx of martial knowledge flooded directly into Gu Fan’s brain. It felt like a hot iron spike being driven through his skull.

He staggered back half a step, gripping his head as the data forcefully inscribed itself into his muscle memory.

This wasn’t just a movement technique anymore.

The ’Bai Clan Swift Steps’ was a basic footwork manual to run faster. The ’Sovereign Strike of Infinite Freedom’, on the other hand, was a King Grade domain skill.

Gu Fan lowered his hand. He looked at the crushed, bloody meat dripping from his claws. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

"Hehe... Hehe... Hahahaha!" Gu Fan could not help but throw his head back and laughed out loud. It was a raw, nasty, echoing sound that sent shivers down the spines of the remaining Bai Clan disciples.

"Fifty times," Gu Fan laughed maniacally, his glowing green eyes locking onto the terrified men. "You cheap fucks actually gave me a King Grade skill?! I should seriously thank you bunch."

The remaining four disciples were trembling uncontrollably. They looked at the smoking, melted hole in their leader’s chest. They looked at the laughing demon covered in blood.

"Monster," the skinny disciple whispered, his sabre shaking in his grip, "The cripple is a fucking monster! Run!"

The four disciples broke formation instantly. They turned and sprinted in opposite directions, pissing their pants in sheer terror.

"Run?" Gu Fan smirked, wiping the blood off his cheek, "Where are you going?"

Gu Fan pulled out the Meteor Hammer from the inventory, and activated the Sovereign Strike of Infinite Freedom.

The world around him instantly slowed to a crawl, as the falling leaves hung suspended in the air. The toxic fog stopped drifting. A heavy, oppressive pressure descended on a fifty-metre radius, locking the fleeing disciples in place. They felt like they were trying to run through wet cement.

Gu Fan took a single. It was a ghost-like step, as he simply vanished from his spot and reappeared thirty metres away, directly behind to disciples who were running away side-by-side.

Gu Fan swung the heavy meteor hammer in a brutal, horizontal arc.

CRUNCH.

The spiked iron ball connected with both of their backs simultaneously, and the sheer force of a 4th Stage Body Tempering Cultivator, possessing the strength of a 8th Stage Body Tempering expert, combined with the heavy momentum of the iron ball, was utterly devastating.

Their spines shattered into a hundred pieces. Their ribcages exploded outward. Lungs, guts, and shattered bone fragments blew out of their chests like shrapnel.

Their upper torsos literally exploded into a shower of thick, bloody mist. Their lower halves took two more running steps before collapsing into the dirt, geysers of blood shooting up from their severed waists.

The fourth disciple, the skinny one with the bad teeth, tripped over a thick tree root. He fell face-first into the mud. He scrambled onto his back, crab-walking away as fast as he could.

Disciple number five was completely frozen in terror. He couldn’t move his legs. He just stood there, staring at the bloody mist raining down around him.

Gu Fan walked past him calmly. Without even looking, Gu Fan kicked his heavy boot sideways, smashing directly into the fifth disciple’s kneecap.

Snap!

The knee bent entirely backwards with a loud, sickening crack.

"UGHAAAAA!" The man let out a piercing shriek, falling to the ground. Before he could take a breath, Gu Fan brought his boot down heavily on the man’s throat, crushing his windpipe instantly. The shrieking stopped.

Gu Fan kept walking, dragging the bloody spiked ball behind him until he stood over the skinny disciple in the mud.

"Please!" the skinny disciple sobbed, raising his hands defensively. Tears and snot ran down his dirty face, "Please! Don’t kill me! I am sorry! We didn’t know!"

"You didn’t know what?" Gu Fan asked casually, resting the heavy spiked ball on his own shoulder.

"We didn’t know you were a master!" the boy cried. "Please, I have loot! I have money! I even have a wife! Just let me live!"

The disciple frantically dug into his robes. He pulled out the black glass vial of aphrodisiac and a beautifully carved, glowing jade bracelet.

"Look!" he babbled, offering them up with trembling hands, "The powder, and this! It’s my family’s ancestral heirloom! It’s incredibly valuable! Take it all! Just let me live!"

Gu Fan looked down at the offering. He didn’t immediately kill the disciple. He stepped over the begging man and snatched the items from his hands.

He looked closely at the jade bracelet. It pulsed with a faint, unreadable energy.

"System, what is this?" Gu Fan asked internally.

[System Scan Initiated...]

[Result: Unknown item. Data insufficient or origin shielded. Grade currently undetermined.]

Gu Fan raised an eyebrow. The System couldn’t identify it? That made it infinitely more interesting than a standard low-tier trinket.

He had no personal use for a delicate piece of women’s jewellery, but he knew exactly who would look good wearing it. A dark, lecherous smile spread across his face as he thought of Madam Li. He could already picture slipping the cold jade onto her delicate wrist right before he bent her over the table again.

"A nice little gift for my dear mother," Gu Fan chuckled, tossing the unknown jade bracelet directly into his system inventory.

He then weighed the black vial of Demon-Ape Lust Powder in his other hand, pocketing it as well.

[System Notification]

[Loot Acquired: 1 Vial of Demon-Ape Lust Powder.]

[50x Multiplier Active -> Quantity increased 50 times. 50 Vials of Demon-Ape Lust Powder added to Inventory!]

"Take it! Take everything!" the skinny disciple pleaded, pressing his forehead into the mud. "Just spare my dog life!"

"I appreciate the gift," Gu Fan said smoothly.

The disciple let out a massive sigh of relief, lifting his head. "Thank you! Thank..."

Gu Fan swung his heavy boot violently forward, kicking the man squarely in the face.

The sheer force of the kick caved the disciple’s skull right in. The front of his face crumpled like a crushed tin can. Brain matter, blood, and shattered teeth sprayed across the dirt. The body flopped backward, completely lifeless.

"But I don’t leave witnesses," Gu Fan finished, wiping a speck of blood off his cheek.

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