RNP Chapter 50 The True Colors Are Revealed
Chapter 50 The True Colors Are Revealed
For Xiao Yan, this mountain climbing journey was not difficult at all, as he was supported by his "brothers" from the mercenary group the whole way.
Although Eric only instructed him to lend a hand so that the kid could keep going.
But the pressure Xiao Yan exerted on their shoulders was neither too much nor too little, yet it was still strenuous. As a result, the first person to help out, after walking a short distance, said breathlessly that he couldn't take it anymore and needed to be replaced by the next person.
But the next guy, who was laughing at him one second ago, changed his expression the next.
"Boss, don't look at me like that. This kid is really as heavy as lead. Don't let his fair skin fool you, it's not that I'm not good enough."
Eric looked at his brothers with some displeasure. He had told them to drink less last night, but they were all walking unsteadily, which was simply unbelievable.
Fortunately, the person he was going to target this time was just a Soul Master with only thirty-something Soul Power.
Upon finally reaching the summit, the mercenary who had been supporting Xiao Yan all the way stopped pretending and threw the person on his shoulder heavily to the ground.
"Brother, what are you doing?" Xiao Yan looked at everyone with a bewildered expression.
"Brother Xiao, it was my brother who went too far, but look, we've finally reached the top of the mountain," Eric said.
Looking at the vast, empty cliff edge, Xiao Yan sighed. The temperature here was so low that even his breath seemed to freeze.
"The scenery here is indeed quite nice, but it's a pity we didn't see any Mirror Beasts."
"Isn't it good that the scenery is nice? This is a feng shui treasure place that I specially chose for you." Eric looked at Xiao Yan sitting on the ground with a smile.
"Commander Ai, what do you mean by that?" Xiao Yan quickly stood up, looking around cautiously at the people around him.
All the mercenaries orderly blocked the road they had come from, looking at Xiao Yan as if they were savages who hadn't seen a girl in centuries.
"Kid, that's really not very fair of you. The brothers in the mercenary group have been following you around in this far north for almost a month. They've worked hard, even if they haven't done anything great. But you don't seem to understand human relationships very well," said Skinny Monkey from the mercenary group.
"What do you mean by 'clear-sighted'? I didn't tell Ai..." Xiao Yan frowned.
"Brother Xiao, even if you let me comfort the brothers and promise more reward once we find the target, we are just a bunch of rough men who only care about the money we can touch." Eric interrupted Xiao Yan as soon as he saw that Xiao Yan was about to tell the truth.
So that's how it is. The reward money I gave him was all pocketed by the leader, Eric. No wonder all the mercenaries seemed to be complaining.
"Everyone's just trying to make a living. These brothers are following me, Eric, because they think highly of me, and I have to be responsible for them." Eric was still trying to justify his actions.
"If you have someone to blame, blame yourself for having too low a cultivation level." Eric finally dropped his hypocritical facade and revealed his fangs.
"Aren't you afraid that my clan will retaliate?" Xiao Yan's voice trembled slightly.
This was exactly the expression on Eric's prey's face. This was the far north; what sects, what geniuses—in the face of their mercenary group, only the fittest survived.
"Afraid? If you die in this freezing cold, the brothers can just pretend to be injured and blame it on the ferocious beasts of the far north. Who cares how you actually died?" Eric said viciously.
"I... I have all my money here, I'll give it to you, please let me go." Xiao Yan appeared very frightened, taking out two large bags of gold soul coins from the storage device at his waist and placing them on the ground.
"Hey kid, take off your storage belt too." Eric stared greedily at the two large bags of gold soul coins in front of Xiao Yan.
"There are some clan-related things here, it's inconvenient..."
"Kid! Our boss is giving you a way out, don't make a fool of yourself." Skinny Monkey stared at the ground with gleaming eyes, while the mercenaries behind him echoed him greedily.
"What do you mean? Do you want me dead? How could we possibly let him live?" Eric glared back at his underlings with hostility. He didn't know which clan Xiao Yan belonged to, but judging from his unworldly appearance, he should belong to some hidden sect.
If Xiao Yan were to release me, I would have to live with my tail between my legs in this far north. Since I'm going to take action, I should go all out to kill him.
"Did you hear that, kid? You'd better hand over all your valuables and then jump off this cliff yourself. That way you can save yourself some pain."
"Am I right, boss?" Skinny Monkey grinned and approached Eric, who nodded reluctantly.
"Is there really no room for maneuver?" Xiao Yan's tone was no longer one of surprise; it was calm to the point of seeming indifference.
"Of course. If you want to back down, save it for your next life. I'll give you one last lesson: don't dare come to the far north alone with such low cultivation!"
"Birds of a feather flock together, you say, Koromon." The boy was somewhat helpless. His request was simply to find a Mirrormon, which was like wanting to find a companion in this year of freezing weather. But who would have thought that this would put him in danger?
Eric didn't care about the other party's flowery words. The Snow Wolf Martial Soul had already been attached to his body. Thick fur covered the back of his hands, and sharp claws grew on his fingers.
"To deal with you, I only need my fourth soul skill, that's enough." He looked at Xiao Yan arrogantly, and a purple soul ring lit up on his body.
The extremely ferocious claws attacked the isolated and helpless Xiao Yan, but what he saw in his beastly eyes was that the young man was actually calmly squatting down and taking back the two money bags from before.
"What time is it, and you're still thinking about this little bit of money!" Eric thought disdainfully. Just as his wolf claws were about to strike the other man's head, Xiao Yan finally moved!
Three spirit rings lit up one after another on his body, with a yellow-purple configuration. The second purple spirit ring was attached to Xiao Yan.
This revelation naturally shocked the mercenaries waiting nearby.
"This kid actually has two purple spirit rings?"
"Is this really a disciple of some reclusive sect?"
"A thousand-year-old soul ring, so what? A Soul Venerable can't withstand a Soul King's full-force attack."
Eric's claws grabbed the other man's face, and he turned his head away, crushing it with a fierce force.
"Crack!"
"What a crisp sound of skull shattering," Eric said, somewhat enjoying it.
"Boss, boss..." The anxious voice of the mercenary beside him made Eric look over in confusion, but suddenly his eyes widened.
Xiao Yan, who should have had his head crushed by himself, now stood among the mercenaries with a smile on his face, his purple soul ring still flashing.
If Xiao Yan were still alive standing there, then what I killed was...
Eric looked down at the headless corpse he had casually tossed to the ground. The corpse was wearing the uniform of their Frostscar Mercenary Group.
Xiao Yan was able to instantly switch places with the mercenary thanks to his second soul skill: Digital Migration.