In the cave, Mark Sutton sat cross-legged, the pitch-black Devouring Martial Soul floating in the air, flickering with three dazzling yellow halos.

　　The spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged in from all directions, continuously merging into Mark Sutton's body.

　　After the Martial Soul advanced to Human Level Third Rank, Mark Sutton's speed of absorbing spiritual energy was ten times faster than when it was at Human Level First Rank.

　　After a while, Mark Sutton opened his eyes.

　　“My cultivation is now fully stabilized at Qi Refining Level Three. I can go hunt even stronger demonic beasts!”

　　Mark Sutton smiled slightly, feeling refreshed.

　　After his cultivation and Martial Soul advanced, Mark Sutton had returned to this cave. After all, his cultivation had skyrocketed in just two days, so he needed to properly consolidate his realm.

　　Thud, thud, thud, thud...

　　At this moment, a series of footsteps came from outside the cave.

　　“Logan Webb bro, this is the cave. The Purple Spirit Fruit is in here, and it should be almost ripe by now.”

　　“Let’s be careful. I heard there’s a Yin Wind Wolf guarding inside.”

　　“Heh! Just a little Yin Wind Wolf. I can kill it with a flip of my hand.”

　　As the voices sounded, Mark Sutton saw two tall youths walk into the cave.

Chapter 6: Crushing Kill

　　These two youths didn’t have particularly strong auras.

　　The leading one, a handsome youth, was at the peak of Qi Refining Level Two, while the other, a long-faced youth, was only at the early stage of Qi Refining Level Two.

　　As soon as the two entered the cave, they immediately spotted Mark Sutton inside, and their expressions changed.

　　When they saw that the plant which bore the Purple Spirit Fruit was now empty, their faces instantly turned ugly.

　　“Kid, did you steal our Purple Spirit Fruit?” The handsome youth, Logan Webb, glared at Mark Sutton and asked harshly.

　　“Your Purple Spirit Fruit?”

　　Mark Sutton sneered and said, “The spiritual herbs in these mountains are born of heaven and earth, and those with fate may obtain them. How did it become yours?”

　　“Courting death! You stole our spirit fruit and still act so arrogant!”

　　The long-faced youth, named Samuel Webb, shouted angrily, “We discovered this Purple Spirit Fruit ten days ago and have been waiting for it to ripen. Who would have thought you’d snatch it away!”

　　“No wonder you looked a bit familiar to me!”

　　At this moment, Logan Webb suddenly spoke, his eyes flashing. “I remember now, you’re Mark Sutton of the Su family, the trash with a Human Level First Rank Martial Soul.”

　　“Oh, so it’s you, the trash.” When Samuel Webb heard this, his face was instantly full of disdain.

　　“You’re from the Wei family?”

　　Mark Sutton noticed the emblem on their clothes—it was indeed the mark of the Wei family, one of the two great families in Linyang City.

　　The Wei family and the Su family were the two most powerful families in Linyang City, always restraining and suppressing each other, standing in opposition.

　　“That’s right. If you know what’s good for you, hand over the Purple Spirit Fruit now.” Samuel Webb shouted arrogantly.

　　“I’ve already consumed the Purple Spirit Fruit. Don’t even think about it.” Mark Sutton said calmly.

　　“What!” The two of them changed expressions, instantly furious.

　　They had waited more than half a month for this Purple Spirit Fruit, only for it to be for nothing. How could they not be angry?

　　“Outrageous! You actually consumed my Purple Spirit Fruit. Now kneel and kowtow, cripple your own cultivation, and I’ll spare your life.” Logan Webb's face twisted with rage as he shouted.

　　“Kneel and kowtow? Cripple my own cultivation?”

　　Mark Sutton was speechless. This guy was truly arrogant beyond measure. Did he really think he was all that? Or had Mark Sutton been too low-key since coming to this world, making him seem easy to bully? “And what if I say no?”

　　“Courting death! Logan Webb bro, I’ll kill this trash.”

　　Samuel Webb shouted angrily, throwing a punch at Mark Sutton's face. In his mind, dealing with trash like Mark Sutton would only take a single punch.

　　“Overestimating yourself!”

　　A cold voice rang out as Mark Sutton gently raised his palm and threw a punch as well.

　　Seeing this, Samuel Webb couldn’t help but sneer. This trash actually wanted to go head-to-head with him? Wasn’t that just asking for a beating?

　　But in the next moment, the smile on his face froze.

　　As their fists collided, Samuel Webb felt a terrifying force from the other’s fist, like a monstrous wave, incomparably fierce.

　　Ah!

　　Samuel Webb let out a miserable scream as he was sent flying, slamming into the cave wall with a bang, and instantly passed out.

　　“What? How is this possible?”

　　Logan Webb's face changed dramatically as he looked at Mark Sutton in shock. “Qi Refining Level Three—you’re actually at Qi Refining Level Three? Aren’t you the trash with a Human Level First Rank Martial Soul?”

　　“Trash, am I?”

　　Mark Sutton let out a cold laugh, quickly blocked the cave entrance, and then walked step by step toward him. “With garbage like you two, you have the nerve to call me trash!”

　　Watching Mark Sutton approach, Logan Webb frowned and shouted, “What do you want?”

　　“What do I want? Of course, I’m going to kill you!” Mark Sutton sneered.

　　“You dare kill me? Hmph! My father is an elder of the Wei family, high in status and power. If you kill me, you’ll have nowhere to run.”

　　Logan Webb was full of confidence, showing not the slightest fear.

　　“Truly an idiot. In these deep mountains, who would know if I killed you?”

　　Mark Sutton completely ignored his threats, true energy gathering on his fist, ready to strike.