Chapter 3: The Jade and Stone Mining Area (Part 1)

The old man in charge was shocked, “Damn, so many things…” The tentacles of Gu Xi Bi were under his control. When they penetrated into the symbol-hiding spaces of the altars, he could see everything inside with his soul, allowing him to collect items extremely quickly. In an instant, he seized all the most valuable and important materials.
Gu Xi Bi’s tentacles didn’t just pierce Yao Yao Lang Shang’s altar—they also entered several other altars at the same time. By the time Yao Yao Lang Shang shouted that they shouldn’t go too far, his altar’s space had already been emptied. Aside from ordinary materials, every precious item and Soul Pearl was taken away. The old man in charge was now very experienced; unlike at first when he took everything, this time he targeted only small but highly valuable items.
Guo Shier said, “I love this feeling!”
In just a few breaths, Gu Xi Bi’s tentacles retracted. Li Ran smiled slightly, and the ornaments above his head suddenly extended and curled, instantly trapping those professionals still in shock. He said, “Shier, continue!” Even those professionals splitting Snow Apes below were now confined.
Li Ran acted like a giant spider, spewing countless threads to entangle everyone. Guo Shier’s altar also sent out numerous tentacles, which pierced into the altars of the Gu Lang Shang family’s professionals. The longest tentacles could reach over a thousand meters. The old man in charge was extremely busy. Fortunately, he had a powerful soul; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to search through so many altars and symbol-hiding spaces.
Yang Miluo and Fan Zhen were stunned. Such large-scale plundering was simply terrifying—this wasn’t about stealing one or two items but hundreds of altar-level professionals. How much stuff could be taken? Their eyes reddened with envy. Such tactics were downright outrageous.
Yao Yao Lang Shang and Qian Xi Lang Shang screamed frantically, but even as altar-level professionals at the eighth layer, they were tightly suppressed by Li Ran and couldn’t move at all. Everything was taken away; only trash remained. All the essence was stolen, and the most precious materials, though occupying little space, were all taken by those damned opponents. Many of them were materials they had prepared to use to advance to the ninth layer of altars. Watching them vanish left an indescribable pain.
Guo Shier laughed loudly, retracting Gu Xi Bi’s tentacles. His altar retreated slightly backward, ending up behind Li Ran. He said with a smile, “Brother Li Ran, we succeeded! Haha.”
Li Ran smiled slightly and waved his hand. The ornaments quickly retracted. He said, “Very good!”

Yao Yao Langshang and Qianxi Langshang could barely move when they tried to pounce on Guo Shier. Li Ran suddenly said coldly, “If you don’t want to die, don’t move around recklessly. Otherwise… I’ll make you regret it for life!”
Frightened by Li Ran’s words, the two remembered that his strength far surpassed theirs.
Utter despair! What started as a bold robbery turned into a disaster. They had come to this continent to gather materials, only to run into these four guys and get robbed clean. Revenge was out of the question. If the opponents had been more vicious, they would have been killed without anyone intervening.
“You… you’re going too far!”
Hearing them say that twice, Guo Shier couldn’t help but laugh. “Brother Li Ran, you did this on purpose, right?”
Li Ran was confused. “What do you mean, on purpose?”
Guo Shier replied, “You went too far! You said that too.”
At first, when facing the professionals from the Gu Langshang family, Li Ran had shouted, “Don’t go too far!” It was part of his twisted sense of humor—he liked to pretend to be weak. But after turning the situation around, when the others also started shouting, “Don’t go too far!”, Guo Shier found it amusing, while Li Ran didn’t notice.
Li Ran said, “Oh, I said that too? So what?”
Guo Shier was speechless for a moment. After swallowing hard, he shook his head and muttered, “I thought you’d be thrilled, but you don’t care at all. You’re really twisted.”
Yao Yao Langshang and Qianxi Langshang didn’t dare to get angry, nor dare to charge forward desperately. Retreating seemed unacceptable, and since the opponents hadn’t allowed them to leave, they were trapped. Their eyes were almost bulging, with magical lights flashing in their pupils. Since reaching the eighth-level altar, they had never suffered such a humiliation—it was unbearable.
As they were still gasping for breath, Li Ran turned around and said, “What? Do you need me to send you off?” He truly didn’t care. If they dared to attack, he would kill them without hesitation.
Yao Yao Langshang said in a deep voice, “Let’s go!” The words were forced out through gritted teeth, and the extreme anger was obvious to anyone.
Guo Shier laughed. “There will be plenty of trouble along the way.”
Li Ran replied calmly, “That’s normal… With so many ancient families coming here, each one is a big shot back home, the undisputed leader. It’s inevitable they’ll act arrogantly when outside. A little lesson will make them much more obedient. They’re lucky to have met someone as lenient as me. If they met someone with a bad temper, they’d probably be wiped out completely.”

Guo Shier remembered Qi Wu Zhen’s temper and agreed inwardly. If they encountered Qi Wu Zhen, those people really wouldn’t survive—that woman was like a human tyrannosaurus, killing without any restraint. Watching the professionals from the Gu Lang Shang family fly away, Li Ran asked, “What’s the harvest?” Guo Shier couldn’t help but smile. “I didn’t take any low-grade materials; I couldn’t carry them. But I gathered quite a few high-grade ones. Old Man Shuai, have you sorted them out?” Instead of appearing, an item appeared at the top of the altar. Its soulfluctuation： fluctuation / variation / oscillationed, “Mm, everything’s recorded.” Guo Shier tossed the jade talisman to Li Ran and said, “Leave your mark on it if you need anything. I’ll have the sacrificial spirit prepare it for you.” Li Ran checked it and smiled. “It’s really abundant. I have to say… robbery is an art, as well as a skill. With a different group of professionals, we might be able to defeat them, but we definitely wouldn’t be able to steal that much.” Guo Shier guessed that if the professionals from the Gu Lang Shang family heard this, they would spit blood to death. Li Ran left his mark, specified the materials he needed, then tossed the jade talisman to Fan Zhen Tong, saying, “Pick some too—just enough. Also pick out some materials that Yang Miluo urgently needs.” Fan Zhen Tong and Yang Miluo were overjoyed and each selected some materials. Guo Shier retrieved the jade talisman without even looking at it, placing it directly on the altar’s top. Old Man Shuai reached out and took it. In a moment, three talisman bags appeared. As the sacrificial spirit, Old Man Shuai had full control over the altar and could move items with just a thought—no effort at all. Fan Zhen Tong and Yang Miluo were very sensible, only taking the materials they urgently needed for advancement. Old Man Shuai wasn’t happy about this, but since Li Ran was the one who had started the robbery and was a super expert, he didn’t dare object. That guy had simply hidden over a dozen rare materials quietly, without even Guo Shier noticing anything amiss. After dividing the loot, the four continued flying. This was just a small incident along the way. Sitting on the altar, Guo Shier said leisurely, “I guess we’ll encounter more domineering professionals like those from the Gu Lang Shang family. Hehe, I’m really looking forward to it… more professionals like them…” Li Ran replied, “Stop dreaming. If they didn’t have two professionals with eighth-level altars, they wouldn’t be so arrogant. But I also hope to see more reckless professionals, haha.”

Yang Miluo and Fan Zhen both couldn’t help but sigh bitterly. These two were perverts with a addiction to robbery. Fortunately, they didn’t initiate the robberies; otherwise, Dayuan Tan would have been completely in chaos.
They hadn’t even flown a hundred kilometers when they were blocked by a group of professionals. Guo Shier’s eyes lit up as he whispered, “Hey, good luck today—getting robbed again?”
This group of professionals was diverse, but their skill levels were high—least five levels on the Altar, with most at six or seven levels. There were about twenty of them, clearly very strong. Leading them was a professional at level seven on the Altar, looking middle-aged. Standing on his altar, he smiled and bowed, saying, “Everyone, please stop for a moment.”