Run!
Margaret hadn't forgotten that Yu Xian was an enemy.
Moreover, when that pocket world had suddenly collapsed, she hadn't been without her suspicions and thoughts: could it be that Yu Xian had killed Feng Laixian, causing the world to collapse?
Some pocket worlds indeed possessed pillar-like figures; kill them, and the entire world would crumble.
Such figures could be children of fortune, children of the world, children of the plane, or even the so-called "protagonists." If her hunch was right, Feng Laixian might well have been an existence like that.
If that was the answer, it meant Yu Xian and his companions far surpassed her and the other Star-rank powerhouses in both strength and intelligence-gathering capability.
"Trying to run?!"
Yu Xian was good to his own people, but he had always been utterly ruthless toward enemies. If he could kill them, he never spared them; even with someone as beautiful as Nangong Wanwan, he was entirely capable of ruthlessly crushing a flower.
The instant Margaret transformed into purple light and sped away, he teleported right in front of her, slamming his right fist straight toward her face.
"No!!!"
Seeing Yu Xian's fist, Margaret screamed in terror.
In the next instant, the necklace hanging from her neck flared with brilliant light, forming a golden orb around her body. When Yu Xian's fist crashed into the sphere, it immediately shot away at a speed countless times faster than Margaret could have flown on her own.
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Yu Xian was caught off guard by this unexpected turn of events. By the time he recovered, Margaret had already flown off to who knew where.
"What luck."
Yu Xian thought about it for a moment and quickly figured out what had happened.
Clearly, when Margaret first landed on the island, she hadn't started by digging dirt; she had gathered these items first and casually slipped a necklace around her neck.
It was that casual, unintentional act that had saved her from a fatal strike.
"Whatever, next."
Yu Xian didn't dwell on it. Kill them if he could; if not, kill them the next time they met. There would always be another chance.
Right now, gathering storage gear and seizing more treasures was far more important. After all, nobody knew whether Feng Laixian's storage ring held other dangers, or whether it might suddenly expel them just as abruptly as it had pulled them in.
Half an hour later.
Yu Xian killed a muscular man built like Cheng Yaojin from Honor of Kings with a single punch and picked up his storage ring.
Looking at the muscular man's corpse, he said earnestly, "I don't know your name, but you were the strongest among them. Although we stood on opposing sides, now that you're dead, I'll give you a decent, generous burial."
With that, flames ignited on his hand, and True Crimson Power swept toward the corpse on the ground.
"Run!"
Who could have predicted that the corpse suddenly sprang back to life, scattering apart all at once?
Yu Xian immediately waved his hand, and the flames transformed into eight fire dragons that gave chase toward the fleeing severed pieces. In the blink of an eye, the body fragments and the fire dragons all vanished beyond the horizon of the ocean.
"..."
Yu Xian was one hundred percent certain he had killed the man.
He just hadn't expected the guy could still resurrect—most likely, the treasures on these islands were at work again.
When these people landed on the islands, it wasn't as if their strength hadn't grown; however, their situation had been similar to Yu Xian and company at the start. None of them knew what these items did or what rank they were.
Therefore, while the probability of stumbling across something useful existed, it wasn't particularly high.
Margaret and this muscular man were the only two lucky exceptions he had encountered.
Although the remaining Star-rank powerhouses had collected quite a few items, none had taken effect, and Yu Xian had obliterated them with a single punch each.
After all, they didn't know Zhang Buyao, didn't understand the value of these things at all, and didn't even know how to use these treasures.
"Whatever. As long as I got the storage ring, that's enough."
Yu Xian didn't pursue the muscular man either. The coordinates on hand had all been used up.
It was a great pity he hadn't run into Zhi'er, but right now he had no time to worry about him.
Better to fill up a few storage rings first.
Yu Xian then turned into an old peasant gleaning ears of wheat in a field, constantly bending over to pack various items into his storage rings, a gratified smile on his face.
These were all the fruits of his hard labor.
If not for his diligent efforts tracking down Star-rank powerhouses one by one and beating all those pests to death, how could he enjoy such a harvest?
One piece, two pieces, three pieces, four...
Yu Xian had no idea what he was picking up, but they were all good stuff regardless.
Later, when he had time, he would find Zhang Buyao to appraise the treasures he collected and swap out anything that wasn't as great.
He suspected that not everything here was top-tier; there were bound to be some slightly inferior items.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, he picked up a token.
He had intended to stash it into a storage ring, but the token stuck to his hand and wouldn't come off no matter how he shook it.
He straightened up, grabbed the token with his other hand, and pulled hard, but it wouldn't budge. Then he shook his hand forcefully, yet still couldn't shake it off.
He even stepped on the token with both feet and kicked with all his might, but he still couldn't dislodge it.
"What the hell?"
Frowning, Yu Xian began to consider whether he should just sever his hand.
After a moment's hesitation, however, he decided to play it safe first—such as dripping blood to bind it or refining the token to see what would happen.
He dripped his blood onto the token. Sure enough, the originally blank token immediately radiated a faint green glow, followed by four red characters appearing upon its surface.
"God Vault Token?"
Yu Xian read the four characters in a low voice.
Unfortunately, he still had no idea what it was. After some thought, he drew the token into his body. He would ask Zhang Buyao when they met again; perhaps Zhang Buyao might know.
Hopefully this token isn't bad news.
Yu Xian thought quietly to himself, before getting back to scooping up treasures off the ground.
He scavenged for another whole day, specifically picking smaller items because he could fit more of them. After all, if the items were of the same rank, smaller volume was definitely more advantageous.
"Big Brother, did you find any storage gear?" Little Nora asked Yu Xian via their contract.
In truth, the "contract channel" had been active the entire time. Aside from Zhang Buyao and Shui Yuetian, the rest were chatting away in it, and Yu Xian would chime in from time to time whenever he had a spare moment.
"I found a few. How about you guys?" Yu Xian responded.
Little Nora said happily, "Sister Yaoyao helped me find a piggy bank! It can hold so, so many things, and I'm refining it right now."
"A piggy bank? I thought only rings, bracelets, and things like that were spatial items." Yu Xian was momentarily taken aback, but then he felt his horizons broaden.
He controlled his blood to seep out from beneath his skin, coating his entire palm in blood.
From then on, he continued bending over to pick up items. If an item required dripping blood to claim ownership, touching his hand would instantly bind it, allowing him to learn its function as fast as possible.
Furthermore, bound items could be drawn into the body, conveniently avoiding taking up space inside storage rings.
Yu Xian kept gathering items with a smile plastered across his face, feeling that he was truly a little genius.
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