"Hand over the Purple Soul Gold!"
Several people immediately pressed towards the discoverer, demanding that he hand over the Purple Soul Gold, a material coveted by War Generals. It could be either kept for personal use or sold for a fortune if one chose to do so.
People die for wealth.
"No, this is mine!" the discoverer flatly refused.
There was nothing more to say, and a battle commenced at once, blood was shed in an instant.
This is the world of the Martial Artist, where killing and fighting are as common as daily meals. If you don't want to die, the answer is simple, just stay at home and don't come out.
Chu Hao also became somewhat interested.
Although he had the Deep Blue Sword in his hand, and it was sufficient for now, he was certain that he would break through to the ranks of War General and War King. Thus, if he could obtain a piece of Fourth or Fifth Grade Precious Metal now, that would be planning ahead and save him some time.
"Fat Cat, let's search as well."
