1314: Squandering Precious Treasures

Squandering Precious Treasures

"We're chasing," Situ Yi affirmed with a nod.2

There was a group of people with unknown intentions chasing after Qiaoqiao. They naturally couldn't allow her to be alone.

After Qiao Mu teleported in a full circle, she sighed in disappointment.

Sure enough, this teleportation talisman determined its next coordinates by chance. After teleporting so many times, no one direction was the same as before…

It would be east and then west. Frankly speaking, she was a bit dizzy from all the teleporting!

These shoddy talismans. Qiao Mu put away her wad of talismans and then remained on the spot, staying composed as two of Old Monkey's companions ran over with malicious expressions.

These two people were each riding a gale wolf. It might be that it was part of their standardized allocated equipment.

This gale wolf was a very commonly seen mystic beast whose distinguishing characteristic was its speed, but its attack power wasn't too great.

Qiao Mu winked at the two people derisively.

With a move of her fingers, a defensive thunder barrier soon descended upon the two people.

Old Monkey, who had chased over on his large black hound, yelled in alarm when he saw this scene. "Get away!"

But it was already too late.

After caging the two people inside, the defensive thunder barrier started a round of crackling and interweaving thunderbolts.

The criss-crossing thunderbolts cut those two people into small pieces in a matter of seconds.

Qiao Mu stood outside the defensive thunder barrier apathetically as she remarked with a shake of her head, "It's quite disgusting."

You're the one who fr*cking made it disgusting!

Wrath flooded Old Monkey's eyes, and he hollered, "Go!"

The remaining dozen people of unknown origins swiftly charged toward Qiao Mu while on their gale wolves.

Seeing this, a viciousness faintly emerged from the depths of Qiao Mu's eyes. When those people got to within three feet of her, she abruptly leaped into the air and moved with a flash.

Mystic weapons appeared in each of her petite hands.

"You d*mn lass, you have quite a collection of good stuff!" Old Monkey sneered as he locked onto her with his spiritual conscious. "But you are simply squandering precious treasures by using them as a minor level-nine mystic cultivator…"

*Boom!!*

*Boom—*

What?? Old Monkey and the others rapidly dropped to the ground. However, two people who had gotten close to Qiao Mu were knocked flying by the mystic weapons' self-detonation. They plopped down to the ground and spat out two mouthfuls of blood.

She actually, actually…

Old Monkey and the others were truly trembling from fury!

This d*mn lass was actually squandering such precious treasures by wantonly letting these mystic weapons self-detonate!

It had to be known how extremely precious each mystic weapon was!

How many people sought a mystic weapon in their entire lives but were unable to obtain one, yet she, she, she! She was actually detonating them for fun!!

Was this something any person would do?

She was more filthy rich than the filthiest rich!

While Old Monkey and the others were flabbergasted, Qiao Mu brandished her arm and caged another two people within the half-transparent defensive thunder barrier.

This time, Qiao Mu did not immediately activate the defensive thunder barrier's attack.

Rather, she invaded those two people's conscious pools with a ferocious beast's spiritual conscious and plundered their inner worlds.

"Ah!"

"AHHH!"

Two screams of different pitches came from within the defensive thunder barrier.

Old Monkey recollected his wits after his momentary shock and shouted agitatedly, "Attack! Attack! Focus your fire! Kill this d*mn lass!"

The d*mn lass was too cocky as a walking treasure trove. It simply couldn't be more maddening!

At this time, an oppressive might erupted from Qiao Mu's body.

All the beasts could sense this might, those gale wolves trembling as they dropped to the ground.

Even that large black hound beneath Old Monkey curled up like a kitten after some slight resistance.

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