Martial Master

The actions of the Black Cult caught the attention of others, who all nervously looked over.

Everyone knew that the Black Cult was preparing to make a move, and they wanted to see how the Yin siblings would react—whether they would fight to the death or obediently hand over their storage rings for inspection.

Qin Chen squinted and said, “What does this have to do with us? We didn’t collect any spiritual herbs here. On what grounds do you want to inspect our storage rings?”

“Hahaha.” The members of the Black Cult suddenly burst into laughter. They had made up their minds to target Qin Chen and the others, so they had no reservations and sneered, “On what grounds? Simply because we are from the Black Cult, and you two have entered this valley. Who knows if you two transferred the spiritual herbs to your storage rings? Be sensible and hand over your storage rings for us to inspect. It will save you some trouble.”

The expressions of the few individuals turned icy, their bodies radiating killing intent.

The members of the Black Cult also understood that the reason other martial artists were not moving was that they were watching the situation unfold. Therefore, regardless of whether Qin Chen and the Yin siblings were involved, they could not let them leave.

What they needed to do now was to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys and make all the martial artists present understand that the only way to leave was to hand over their storage rings; otherwise, they would die.

And Qin Chen and the Yin siblings would be the chickens for them to kill.

“I’m afraid that no matter whether we take out everything or not, you will still say there’s something we haven’t taken out and then kill us,” Qin Chen scoffed coldly.

He had already seen through their tricks. They were not genuinely asking for items; they were clearly trying to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys and looking for an opportunity to kill the Yin siblings and the others.

The so-called inspection of the storage rings was merely an excuse.

“Stop your nonsense and hand over the rings,” one peak Fifth Level Wuzong sneered, his face dark. If it weren’t for the nearly a hundred martial artists present, they would need an excuse to kill someone. In another place, if Qin Chen dared to speak to him like this, he would have already been killed with a single strike.

“Presumptuous!”

The Black Slave’s expression darkened. How dare this guy speak to Young Master Chen like that? He was enraged and was about to take action.

“You several, how are you speaking?” At this moment, the strongest Half-step Martial Venerable of the Black Cult suddenly stepped forward and reprimanded several Black Cult martial artists. Then he cupped his hands towards Qin Chen and the others and said, “Gentlemen, I am in charge of the Black Cult. Please do not misunderstand. Our Black Cult values rules. Since this medicinal valley was discovered by our Black Cult first, you only need to hand over your storage rings for us to inspect.”

“Rest assured, we will only take what belongs to us and will not touch anything else in your storage rings.”

This person spoke with great sincerity. He did not genuinely want to spare Qin Chen and the others, but he had been observing from the side, trying to gauge the Black Slave’s cultivation, yet he could not catch a glimpse of it. This made him secretly vigilant.

Especially the pressure emanating from the Black Slave caused him to feel a slight trepidation, which led him to make this decision.

Compared to killing Qin Chen and the others, their main goal was to plunder the spiritual herbs from the martial artists present, not to kill a few people to show off their power.

“What if I say no?”

The Black Slave sneered coldly. With just these few people, they wanted to inspect his and Young Master Chen’s storage rings? When Young Master Chen hadn’t broken through, he completely ignored the Black Cult, and now that he had broken through to Martial Venerable, he naturally looked down upon them even more.