God-Like Extraction

The Sect Master of the Jade Sword Sect, Mei Shanghe, who was standing at the periphery of the crowd, took a few steps forward and bowed to Su Jingxing.

"Hello, Mr. Jiang, I am Mei Shanghe. You can contact me anytime if you need anything. This is my name card."

Mei Shanghe held up a name card with both hands and handed it to Su Jingxing.

"Thank you."

Su Jingxing didn't stand on ceremony. He took the card and provided an anonymous bank account.

Seeing this, Tian Shuncheng, the middle-aged man and Yu Qianmang all heaved a sigh of relief.

"Everyone, I will see myself out."

Su Jingxing cupped his fists. "I'll take my leave first…"

"Why are you leaving? It's rare for you to come here. Stay here, have a cup of tea and some supper before leaving. That's good hospitality."

A lazy voice sounded.

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Most of the people present had yet to figure out who was talking.

The expressions of Tian Shichen, the middle-aged man, Yu Qianmang, and Mei Shanghe had already changed.

Su Jingxing also turned his head and looked at the wall not far away. A fatty had appeared out of nowhere.

The fatty was wearing a white chef's uniform and a chef's hat. He held a long-handled soup ladle in his hand and lazily scratched his back with it.

Seeing Su Jingxing and the others look over, he continued lazily, "There's no need to look at me. That's right, the person who spoke just now was me. As a member of the Jade Sword Sect, there's nothing wrong with treating a guest sincerely, right?"

Swish! Swish!

Tian Shunchen, the middle-aged man, and Yu Qianmang turned to look at Mei Shanghe.

"I've never seen him before."

With a cold expression, Mei Shanghe shouted, "Who are you?!"

"Ha, doesn't Sect Master know me?"

The fatty went on lazily, "That makes sense. I'm just a chef who cooks. It's normal that the Sect Master doesn't know me. However, as a chef, I have my dignity and professional ethics. When guests come, they have to eat before leaving."

"If I don't eat, I can't leave?" Su Jingxing narrowed his eyes.

"Of course."

The fatty said seriously, "Especially someone like you, sir, whom we are indebted to. No matter what, you have to eat before…"

Boom!

A loud explosion resounded through the air.

A huge palm imprint suddenly appeared and struck the fat chef on the wall.

"Take Little Lou away."

The middle-aged man shouted at Yu Qianmang.

Without another word, Yu Qianmang carried Yu Qianlou, who already looked terrified once the fat chef appeared, and dashed out of the courtyard.

Buzz~

A yellow-orange glossy screen appeared out of thin air and blocked their way.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Light flickered, and glossy screens kept appearing, enveloping the entire courtyard.

It also covered above their heads, forming a hemisphere that trapped everyone in the courtyard.

When the middle-aged man's palm imprint struck the glossy screens, it only created a splash before disappearing.

Array formation? Restriction?

Su Jingxing raised his eyebrows, his eyes flickering.

Tian Shunchen, the middle-aged man, and Mei Shanghe looked surprised.

Carrying Yu Qianlou, Yu Qianmang retreated to a corner and looked at the fat chef fearfully.

Fear appeared on the faces of the others as they retreated to the sides of Tian Shunchen, Mei Shanghe, and the others.

No matter what method these glossy screens belonged to, the identity of the fat chef was definitely not simple. His strength could not be underestimated.

"Who exactly are you?"

The middle-aged man took a few steps forward with a grim expression and shouted in a low voice, "What's your motive for coming here so late at night?"

"Motive? What motive?" The fat chef was puzzled. "Didn't I already say that I wanted to cook for Mr. Jiang?"

"It's just cooking. Why are all of you so nervous?"

Su Jingxing remained silent and watched the middle-aged man handle the matter.

"Hmph!"

The middle-aged man did not move. Tian Shunchen was the first to slowly rise into the air.

"Cut the crap. If you want to take us down, you'd better get serious."

Swish!

As soon as he finished speaking, the phantom of a nine-ringed saber appeared behind Tian Shunchen's head. It quickly condensed to become a real saber.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Saber light flashed and saber energy surged.

With the nine-ringed saber in hand, Tian Shunchen slashed at the glossy screens.

Bang!

A dull thunderous sound reverberated through the night sky.

Ripples spread out from the screens like water ripples.

"Everyone, attack together!"

The middle-aged man growled and struck the glossy screens with both hands.

The others drew their swords and punched out, following behind and attacking the screens in unison.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Explosions and muffled sounds filled the air non-stop for a time.

"Hahaha, seriously, seriously. Do you guys have to go that far?"

On the wall, the fat chef, who acted like he was watching a show, watched as the glossy screens gradually became unstable under the crazy attacks. Cracks appeared. He slowly stood up and said lazily,

"Alright, since you guys don't want supper, I won't make any. I'll play with you."

Boom!

There was a loud bang.

The glossy screens that enveloped the entire courtyard finally could not withstand the attacks and exploded into nothingness.

With the nine-ringed saber in hand, Tian Shunchen soared into the sky.

At the same time, the fat chef swung his long-handled soup ladle and leaped into the air. He slapped it down at Tian Shunchen, who was pouncing at him.

Whoosh!

Swish!

The nine-ringed saber shone brightly as saber energy tore through the air.

However, before it could land, it was shattered by the shadow of the soup ladle and turned into nothingness.

Tian Shunchen, who was holding the nine-ringed saber, spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, creating a pit with a bang.

"D*mn it!"

The middle-aged man growled. A long spear appeared behind his head. Stepping on the ground, his body flashed as he soared into the sky and pounced at the fat chef.

Surging true essence transformed into true energy that swept through the night sky with the spear shadows.

The fat chef swung his long-handled soup ladle to meet the attack head-on.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

Boom!

The loud sound of collisions echoed through the Jade Sword Sect.

The middle-aged man and the fat chef were wrapped up in a fight.

The might of third-grade martial artists swept the air mightily.

On the ground.

Yu Qianmang hugged Yu Qianlou and retreated.

Mei Shanghe organized the others to retreat as well.

No one bothered about Su Jingxing, the guest.

Su Jingxing, who remained in the same spot, sensed the movements around him. He did not shout and watched the battle in the air thoughtfully.

Tian Shunchen, the middle-aged man, and the fat chef were all in the third-grade.

Tian Shunchen had probably just advanced to the third-grade. His mastery of Martial Art True Intent was not in-depth yet.

Therefore, he was defeated immediately and fell to the ground with severe injuries.

However, the middle-aged man was different. He had clearly stepped into the third-grade for a long time and had at least 40 years of true essence cultivation.

This strength was already top-notch among third-grade martial artists.

However, against the fat chef whose true essence cultivation was only about 20 years, he was constantly unable to gain the upper hand.

The two of them seemed to be fighting fiercely in the sky, but in reality, the middle-aged man's aura was steadily decreasing.

On the other hand, the fat chef became more and more confident and excited as he fought.

Strange!

This fat chef is too strange.

In Su Jingxing's senses, the true energy derived from the fat chef's true essence was extremely dense and strange.

But he couldn't put his finger on it.

Su Jingxing wasn't in a hurry to leave because he wanted to see what was going on with the fat chef.

Especially in his intuition, the fat chef gave Su Jingxing a disgusting and dangerous aura!

Something is wrong.

This fellow is quite problematic.

Boom!

A loud bang came from the air.

"What are all you doing? Are you rebelling?"

"B*stards, you're courting death!"

The angry shouts of Mei Shanghe and the disciples of the Jade Sword Sect came from behind.

Su Jingxing turned around slightly and took a glance from afar before looking away.

Chefs!

Strangely, all the chefs of the Jade Sword Sect had rebelled and were attacking others with kitchen knives.

These chefs were expressionless. They clearly did not have martial arts cultivation, but each of them was stronger than the previous. Moreover, they were not afraid of pain, did not scream, and allowed bloody holes to be pierced through in their bodies. From the beginning to the end, they remained aloof and attacked the people of the Jade Sword Sect.

Holding Yu Qianlou, Yu Qianmang suffered the most attacks.

Seven chefs brandished their kitchen knives and slashed crazily.

Yu Qianmang kicked two of them in the chest and head, but they did not make a sound, nor did it affect the others.

Puppets? Sacrificial soldiers?

As Su Jingxing retracted his gaze, he sensed the abnormality of these chefs.

Boom!

A loud bang came from the sky then.

The next moment, a figure descended from the sky and smashed into the ground, creating a huge pit.

The middle-aged man had lost!

"Tsk tsk, Mr. Jiang is very calm."

A lazy voice sounded. "Not bad, not bad. Since Mr. Jiang is so cooperative, I'll make you a famous dish."

"Blooming of Brains!"