Before Jiang Wuyuan could rest for long, things suddenly became lively on his end.
Several cultivators who were clearly foreigners arrived near the large tree where Jiang Wuyuan was resting.
The boy silently opened his eyes, concealing his presence.
"Hey, how many have you guys collected?"
“There are less than two thousand.” One of the women sighed softly.
"I've collected over three thousand."
"Four thousand seven."
Finally, the four turned their attention to their team leader.
He was the youngest-looking person in the group, probably not even thirty years old.
For some small countries, being able to reach the peak of the Martial Emperor realm before the age of thirty is already considered the mark of a top-tier prodigy.
Not to mention Jiang Wuyuan, even the talents of Liu Can and Ye Wenxian are something that small countries might not produce even once every few decades.
On the one hand, it may be related to genes, and on the other hand, the country has limited resources and cannot provide the same level of resources as a large country like China.
The young leader arrogantly swept his gaze across the faces of the people in front of him: "Since that's the case, then hand over all the energy storage you have."
The other four people all froze for a moment.
Of course, they were unwilling.
After all, no one wants to share their opportunities, not even the woman who only obtained less than two thousand units of stored energy.
But they had no choice.
Often, small countries have no choice but to sacrifice others in order to cultivate a most outstanding prodigy.
Moreover, the senior leaders had already done ideological work with them before they came in.
As long as Leodor gains the most from the Apocalypse Realm, the higher-ups will not treat them unfairly after they leave.
After hesitating for a while, the four of them finally handed over all their gains from the past two weeks under Leo's gaze, which was mostly mocking and arrogant.
Leodoro truly deserves his reputation as one of the country's top geniuses; he definitely achieved the most among them.
With the energy given to him by the other four people, he now has a total of nearly 15,000 units of stored energy.
However, in Jiang Wuyuan's eyes, this scene meant that there was now one more person in the world he could rob.
Disdain for robbery?
I'm sorry, but Jiang Wuyuan has no such intentions.
Because he was never a gentleman.
Leodor waved the four men away, signaling them to get lost, a typical example of using and discarding someone.
The four men dared not speak out in anger, and could only leave, turning back every few steps.
Unfortunately, before Leonard could be happy for long, a strange gust of wind suddenly blew from behind him.
"who?!"
He raised his spear and swung it backward, but missed completely.
Jiang Wuyuan stomped his foot, and the rapid movement of his Xingyun Yankong Step allowed him to successfully dodge the powerful attack.
To be honest, he truly deserves to be called a little genius nurtured with the full support of the nation; his strength is indeed remarkable.
With a deafening whooshing sound, it snapped countless straight trees in the surrounding area.
However, this strength was still far from enough in Jiang Wuyuan's eyes.
—Just kidding, in this secret realm full of peak Martial Emperors, he's probably the uncrowned king.
Before Leodor could react, the man had moved behind him without him noticing, and a sharp longsword was already at his neck.
Silent and unassuming, yet the threat was palpable.
"Hand over the energy storage."
Leodor's expression froze. He was terrified by the man's strength, yet unwilling to give up his wealth.
"What if I don't pay?"
Jiang Wuyuan's sword hand suddenly moved forward, and the sharp blade grazed the skin on the young man's neck, leaving a bright red bloodstain.
"I'm not discussing this with you."
No sooner had he finished speaking than the sharp-eyed Jiang Wuyuan noticed something resembling a jade talisman appearing in Leodor's hand.
That makes sense. How could the country not provide some means of protection for a genius of this caliber?
Unfortunately, while Leodor was fast, Jiang Wuyuan was even faster.
The boy held the Star Devourer's hand still, but his left hand reached forward and grabbed Leodor's hand that was holding the life-saving jade talisman, twisting it sharply backward.
"Ouch—!!!! It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!!!"
This time, Jiang Wuyuan showed no mercy whatsoever.
With a crisp cracking sound, the bones in that arm were probably broken.
"Take it out."
"I...I...I'll take it! Can you let me go first?!" Leodor grimaced in pain, but Jiang Wuyuan remained unmoved.
In the end, Leodor had no choice but to submit to the boy's tyranny.
Looking at the freshly received energy storage of over 15,000 units, Jiang Wuyuan released his hand with satisfaction.
The next second, his figure vanished instantly behind Leodor, gracefully disappearing into the breeze.
Leodor was left lying on the spot, sobbing. With a face full of pain and resentment, he took out a healing potion from his spatial ring and poured it into his mouth.
He really wanted revenge.
But from beginning to end, he didn't even see a trace of the color of Jiang Wuyuan's clothes!
Not to mention remembering what people look like.
This is truly like swallowing a bitter pill; one has no way to express their suffering.
Those who try to steal others will always be stolen from.
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