SSS-Rank 10x Reward System: Accepting Disciples to Live Forever-Chapter 172: Earth Immortal Grade Weapon

For a good moment, Murong Sichen stayed silent. Finally, just as Wang Chen was about to crush Ning Qi’s neck, he let out a sigh as if giving up.

"Fine, Fellow Daoist... you win..."

Wang Chen raised an eyebrow at his words, not really understanding what he meant by those words.

Just as he was thinking of an answer, Murong Sichen flicked his wrist and the next moment an ordinary-looking sword floated mid-air.

"Fellow Daoist, you really know how to negotiate..." Murong Sichen’s face twisted into sheer agony as if he had just cut off one of his limbs. "If you can let her go, I am willing to offer this Earth Immortal Grade weapon as compensation."

At those words the frown on Wang Chen’s face deepened. Earth Immortal Grade weapon... From Bai Xietian he knew Immortal Heaven and Earth treasures were divided into multiple categories:

Earth Immortal Grade Weapon.

Heavenly Immortal Weapon.

And finally True Immortal Weapon level treasures.

It would be a lie if he said he wasn’t tempted at all. Subtly Wang Chen was caught in a dilemma; he also didn’t want to let Ning Qi go scot-free.

Suddenly he had an idea. Hmm, let’s do this.

"Fine, Fellow Daoist, I will give you face, but they must suffer the consequences for hurting my disciple and disrespecting me."

Murong Sichen’s face immediately lit up; as long as Wang Chen accepted his offer, this was what he cared about.

Meanwhile, Wang Chen turned his gaze away from Murong and once again focused on Ning Qi.

"She took away my disciple’s sword bone; I will be stripping away her fate."

"That would be equal."

Those cold words lingered in the air like a divine decree carved into reality itself.

For a brief moment, no one spoke.

Murong Sichen did not understand what Wang Chen meant. Not truly. And he was not alone. Even Wang Chen’s own disciples stood frozen, confusion written plainly on their faces.

Stripping away her fate?

What did Master mean by that?

Wang Chen paid them no heed.

His attention had already turned inward, sinking into the depths of his cultivation as he invoked the third supreme legacy—the art of stealing from man, stealing from nothingness. By now, the technique was as familiar to him as his own breath. He had long since mastered its subtleties. To him, taking Ning Qi’s fate required no more effort than lifting a finger.

The only reason he had not used it freely before was caution.

Some powers were too conspicuous. Abuse them recklessly, and even the heavens would begin to take notice.

But here?

Here, restraint was unnecessary.

The moment the technique activated, the world seemed to dim—just slightly. Under Wang Chen’s calm, unwavering gaze, the faint glowing sphere of fortune surrounding Ning Qi flickered violently. Threads of golden causality unraveled like frayed silk, dissolving into nothingness.

Her luck was being erased.

Not transferred.

Not diminished.

Erased.

Murong Sichen’s breath hitched.

A chill crept up his spine as he felt it—felt it with terrifying clarity. Ning Qi’s fate was dispersing in real time, leaking away like sand slipping through open fingers. In mere moments, the once-bright aura around her vanished completely, replaced by something dark, oppressive, and deeply ominous.

Calamity.

An aura of inevitable disaster coiled around her like an unseen curse.

"...Impossible..." Murong Sichen whispered, the word escaping his lips before he could stop himself.

Everyone gained and lost luck over time. That was the natural order of the world. Even the mightiest cultivators were bound by it.

But this?

This was not balance.

This was theft at the level of causality.

To strip away another person’s fate so cleanly, so utterly—Murong Sichen’s heart pounded as fear flooded his veins.

Just who is this man...?

His mind raced through every known realm and existence.

Grand Unity Immortal? Impossible.

Manifestation Immortal? Not enough.

Domain Sovereign Immortal? Still insufficient.

Then a horrifying thought surfaced.

A Causal Immortal...?

Murong Sichen’s scalp went numb.

Damn it... living fossils like that should not exist in the lower realms...!

Without realizing it, his posture shifted. His back straightened. His breathing slowed. Respect—bordering on reverence—crept into his stance. Ning Qi, her fate already sealed, vanished from his thoughts entirely.

If he offended this man any further, worrying about her life would be meaningless. His own existence might not survive the aftermath.

Wang Chen noticed the subtle change.

He understood immediately that Murong Sichen had misunderstood—badly—but he made no effort to correct him. Let the man fear what he wished. It cost Wang Chen nothing.

From the very beginning, Wang Chen had never intended to involve Ying Yue in this matter personally. That reckoning belonged to Lin Huang alone.

Another breath passed.

It was finished.

Without ceremony, Wang Chen flicked his wrist and tossed Ning Qi’s limp body aside like discarded refuse. Then his hand reached out and closed around the Earth Immortal Grade sword.

The instant his fingers made contact—

Boom.

It was as if the weight of an entire world crashed onto his shoulders.

Wang Chen’s expression changed minutely. His knees nearly buckled as a crushing pressure surged through him, dense and ancient, carrying the authority of countless refined laws. For a split second, he was on the verge of collapsing outright.

So heavy...

He reacted instantly.

Before anyone could notice, the sword vanished, swept into his inventory space. The unbearable pressure disappeared just as quickly, leaving only a faint residual ache in his bones.

Wang Chen exhaled slowly, composure returning as if nothing had happened.

Embarrassment avoided.

A small smile finally returned to his face, with his gaze turning to Ling Huang, he jokingly said, "Little Huang you could have told me you were going to meet your childhood sweetheart...all of this mess could have been easily avoided."

Ling Huang expression turned slightly strange, especially hearing the word little.

His master had Just called Ning Qi "little" few moments ago and look at her state now.

Wang Chen noticed this and chuckled internally, before shifting his focus back to the system window.

That’s right now that he had completed the quest it was time for rewards.