All My Skills Are Picked Up

Stunned, the man took the crystal, and he just felt like life had just started and gone.    

    

Quickly, the man placed the crystal on the wound and urged his Qi to guide the power of the crystal into the wound. Immediately, the surging blood in his body calmed down.    

    

The man sat on the ground and looked at Lo Tian with a puzzled expression. He said, "Impossible. How could a demon possibly carry a crystal stone that is stronger than his own essence and blood? How did you do it? "    

    

Lo Tian shrugged his shoulders. He was too lazy to explain.    

    

Glancing at the demon, Lo Tian changed the topic. "What is a demon? Is it a union between a fierce beast and a human?"    

    

Countless images suddenly appeared in Lo Tian's mind, but they all looked very disgusting.    

    

The man could tell what Lo Tian was thinking when he saw the strange expression on Lo Tian's face. He shook his head and said, "Put down your dirty thoughts. The demon is just a warrior who pursues strength. If you don't practice well, you will spend all day thinking about some evil ways. Then you'll make yourself look like this! It was common to see people with beast blood, ghost cultivators, and Devil Cultivator. The rare ones were half-human martial artists, parasitic martial artists, and so on. This is disgusting!"    

    

The man briefly explained to Lo Tian.    

    

Lo Tian nodded in understanding and said, "So it's also human transformation!"    

    

The man felt that he had almost recovered. He got up, took out a small bottle, and poured it on the demon's corpse.    

    

In a split second, the demon began to dissolve at a speed visible to the naked eye.    

    

Lo Tian was shocked by what he saw, and took a few steps back. The man smiled and said, "This is corpse decomposing fluid. It's useless against living martial artists. You can block it with just a little bit of air. Boy, what's your name? You're lucky today, you saved me. I'll make sure you're rich and powerful in the future. Oh right, do you have money? Lend me some money. I've been busy for a few days, but I haven't had a bite of hot food yet."    

    

Lo Tian had a look of disdain on his face. He had just said that he would protect his wealth and wealth, but in the blink of an eye, he asked him to borrow money.    

    

It could be considered that this fellow was unlucky. Who could borrow money from? It was all on Lo Tian's head. Rolling his eyes, Lo Tian said, "Consider yourself lucky. It was only because you met me. If it were someone else, they might have lent it to you!"    

    

The man's smile froze. Then, he took out his token and said, What?" Hey hey, kid, I am a deacon of the empire. I will not owe you money. Lend me money and pay me back!"    

    

Lo Tian waved his hand and said as if he was chasing away a fly," No money, no money. Don't pull me, or I'll call it a robbery. You can continue with your work. I'll go back first! "    

    

Lo Tian turned around and left, not stopping for even half a step.    

    

The man was stunned on the spot. It seemed like this was the first time he didn't borrow any money from the token.    

    

His face was a little twisted. The man looked at Lo Tian's disappearing figure on the street and said, "Strange kid. He gave away such a large crystal casually. He did not have money to borrow for a meal."    

    

The man picked up the crystal again and looked at it carefully. He still couldn't figure out where this crystal came from.    

    

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh. A figure suddenly jumped out from behind the man.    

    

The moonlight shone. The leader was actually Deacon Qiu. Following him was also the Martial Tower's Qiu Ying and the other two deacons.    

    

The four deacons landed one after another. When they saw the man, they were first stunned, then they bowed and greeted, "Greeting Lord Lei Jian!"    

    

Deacon Qiu cupped his fists and bowed, lowering his posture. Cold sweat began to drip down from his forehead. He secretly cried out in his heart, "Why did Lord Level 2 deacon, Lei Jian, suddenly come to Flame Sun City? No one had greeted him before!"    

    

Deacon Qiu secretly guessed in his heart, what did Lord Lei Jian come here for?    

    

He looked at the messy ground and the smell of the decomposing fluid floating in the air. Deacon Qiu had a rough idea in his heart.    

    

Lei Jian waved his hand and glanced at Deacon Qiu and the others. He said, "You local deacons are really slow. No wonder the higher-ups said that if everything depended on you, the empire would have been finished long ago!"    

    

Lei Jian did not hesitate to ridicule Deacon Qiu and the others. Then he waved his hand and said, "Take care of the aftermath. The record was written as I said, the demon beast king was killed by the Level 2 deacon Lei Jian's three sword strikes in Flame Sun City. There were no injuries, it was a perfect kill! "    

    

Deacon Qiu secretly glanced at the wounds on Lei Jian's body and said in a low voice, "He was injured and killed perfectly. How shameless!"    

    

Lei Jian seemed to have heard something. He turned his head and said, "What did you say?"    

    

Deacon Qiu quickly looked up and said, "I said that Lord Lei Jian moved late at night and destroyed the enemy with three sword strikes. It was not just a perfect kill, it was like a god descending to the mortal world!"    

    

Lei Jian waved his hand and said, "No, no. It was just a small matter. Oh right, just now, I accidentally dragged a little kid into this. From the looks of it, he seemed to be a disciple of the Martial Palace, and his movement technique was like a ghost. Do you know who it is?"    

    

" A disciple of the Martial Palace. A movement technique like a ghost? "    

    

Deacon Qiu shook his head to show that he did not know. The cultivation techniques taught by the Martial Palace in Flame Sun City were mostly good techniques selected by the empire. The Fangzheng techniques suitable for students were all open and aboveboard. How could there be any cultivation technique that was like a ghost? He had never seen a disciple of the Martial Palace who had the same cultivation technique as a ghost!    

    

Lei Jian thought for a moment and waved his hand, "Forget it, we just met by chance. Since he has already run away, then forget it. If we meet again next time, I'll give him some more benefits! Do you have money? Lend me some money!"    

    

Deacon Qiu and the others were stunned. They looked at each other and slowly took out some money from their waists.    

    

With gold, silver, and copper, Lei Jian did not hesitate to grab them. He took all of them. He then said, "Alright, I will return this money to you in the future. It was too hard to kill demons, so much so that I didn't have the money to eat. Right, where's the nearest casino? This way, right? Alright, we'll meet again if fate permits!"    

    

After saying that, Lei Jian jumped up and disappeared after a few movements on the roof.    

    

A few deacons stared at each other and saw helplessness in each other's eyes. They guessed that he would not be able to get the money back.    

    

Deacon Qiu took a deep breath and wiped the sweat off his forehead. He turned around and said, "Everyone should know how to write the report."    

    

Everyone nodded their heads. Deacon Qiu Ying frowned and said, "What about the little devil from the Martial Palace that Master Lei Jian mentioned? Should we report it?"    

    

Deacon Qiu shook his head and said, "I don't think so. Tomorrow, I will go to the Martial Palace and ask who it is. As long as the person is fine, it will be fine."    

    

As he said that, a strange smile suddenly appeared on the corner of Deacon Qiu's mouth.    

    

He heard that Deacon Lei Jian went to wherever he went and borrowed money. He only borrowed money and didn't return it. Even they had ruined their fortune. That kid who had just met Lei Jian must have been stripped naked.    

    

Deacon Qiu could already imagine the scene of a young student of Martial Palace huddled in front of the entrance of the Martial Palace, crying in grief. This unlucky young man probably didn't know that Deacon Lei Jian was famous for not returning the money he borrowed.    

    

Thinking of this, Deacon Qiu suddenly felt a lot more comfortable.