High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late-Chapter 34: One Million Spirit Stones, Level 5 Alien Race Won’t Appear Anymore

Chapter 34: Chapter 34: One Million Spirit Stones, Level 5 Alien Race Won’t Appear Anymore
Phew!
Su Mu exhaled deeply, and the boiling blood within him gradually calmed down.
"When a person is killed, they die, martial artists, alien races are no exception."
"I just want to survive... Miaomiao and Xiaoyue are still waiting for me outside."
Su Mu looked at the dead alien race on the ground, and his emotions quickly returned to calm. Meeting on the battlefield was a fight of life and death, there’s no right or wrong, his own strength and ability made survival possible.
The opponent was too overconfident, acting rashly even after being schemed against was a key factor.
Su Mu flicked Cold Moon in his hand, shaking off the blood, then wiped the bloodstain completely clean on the alien race’s corpse before sheathing the sword. From Yida, he found two nearly identical wolf fang-shaped rings.
"As expected."
Su Mu infused Qi and Blood into the ring to activate it. Entering the introspection state, he was slightly disappointed.
The Space Ring of this Fifth Level alien race was no different in size from the Fourth Level alien race before, approximately ten cubic meters in size.
But soon his eyes lit up, heart filled with joy.
Inside the ring were two piles of Spirit Stones. At first glance, they were far less eye-catching than the mountain-like pile from the Fourth Level alien race, but Su Mu noticed that one pile of Spirit Stones was more crystal-clear, even faintly exuding a mist-like aura.
"These aren’t Low-grade Spirit Stones... but Middle Grade Spirit Stones."
"The Fifth Level Alien Race is really loaded!"
The exchange ratio between Middle Grade Spirit Stones and Lower Grade Spirit Stones is ostensibly 1:10, but in reality, Middle Grade Spirit Stones tend to be more expensive, often reaching a ratio of twelve or thirteen.
This pile alone is estimated by Su Mu to be around fifty thousand, converting to Lower Grade, it’s five to six hundred thousand, value doubling that of the Fourth Level alien race before.
Moreover, there’s another pile of Low-grade Spirit Stones nearby, also around fifty thousand, making the combined Spirit Stones in the two rings reach an astonishing million!
"Murder and arson for the Golden Belt indeed!"
Besides Spirit Stones, there were also Elixirs and Weapons. Su Mu’s gaze fell on the twenty-five bottles of Human Race Elixirs, his breath inevitably quickened.
"Seven bottles of Third Level Blood Sinking Pill, three bottles of Third Level Blood Returning Pill, and Fifteen bottles of Second Level Qi Blood Pill."
In comparison, the alien race elixirs this time were less, only about ten bottles, but Su Mu couldn’t recognize the alien writing; he would have to find a way to identify them afterward.
Amidst joy, Su Mu sighed with some emotion, knowing the origins of these elixirs, they were plundered from Human warriors by alien races after massacring their base camp. Now that he killed the alien race, they became his spoils.
"Only strength matters in this world of survival of the fittest!"
Aside from elixirs, there were also many blood-tainted weapons, which also belonged to the alien race, Su Mu glanced over them, finding they were mostly Tier Two and Tier Three weapons without any high-grade ones.
"Huh?"
Su Mu quickly realized a problem; there wasn’t a single piece of Battle Armor among them. After silently wishing the deceased rest in peace, he checked the other ring, finding no Battle Armor in the Fourth Level alien’s ring either.
The theory suggests that the cost of same-tier Battle Armor is far more expensive than offensive weapons, for instance, the value of Second Level Battle Armor surpasses that of Third Level Weapons.
"Seems like alien races selectively took the better weapons and battle armors."
Su Mu’s gaze fell on the Warhammer of the Fifth Level alien race; the grade of this large hammer was definitely above Third Level, though it’s uncertain whether it was Fourth or Fifth Level.
"I’ll keep it for now, can forge a better sword with it in future."
He immediately put the hammer away using the Space Ring, then Su Mu took all the Human Race Elixirs out of the ring and placed them in his backpack, before burying the two Space Rings in a pit covered with a meter-high stone.
After finishing all this, Su Mu made concealed marks along the way and quickly left the Poisonous Miasma Mountain Range.
...
No wall is windproof, as academies began confirming the list of teachers and students entering the battlefield.
Zhao Meng learned that Su Mu entered the battlefield.
In a moment, Zhao Meng was thunderstruck, brain went blank, standing frozen in place, unable to believe Teacher Su was trapped on the battlefield, would something happen to him?
Zhao Meng was an only child, she had long regarded Su Mu as a brother, the thought of Su Mu possibly being in trouble made her extremely anxious.
"Mengmeng, are you okay? Don’t worry, Teacher Su is a Third Level Martial Artist, it’s not easy for him to have accidents."
"That’s not certain, I heard even Fifth Level masters have fallen before." Li Xue suddenly popped out, her tone sarcastic.
Fifth Level masters have fallen?!
Continuous bad news made Zhao Meng’s breathing hurried, immediately she felt the whole world suddenly become quiet, Sister Yan seemed to keep calling her but strangely made no sound.
At this moment, Meditation Technique spontaneously operated within her.
Zhao Meng tilted her head, eyes widened in confusion as the world in her eyes seemed a bit off.
Everyone faintly glowed, amidst the darkness and murkiness, there were bright spots of light, the most dazzling was Wang Shuheng who was fixing the space passage.
It was a muddled silver glow.
Xiao Yan immediately noticed Zhao Meng wasn’t right. She put her hand on Zhao Meng’s forehead in shock.
"Mengmeng, your face’s so red and hot, I’ll take you to the clinic."
"Sister Yan, you’re gray."
"Huh? Mengmeng, don’t scare me, don’t talk nonsense!"
As she finished, Zhao Meng fainted.
At this moment, Wang Shuheng sensed a special spirit wave as he repaired the space passage, suddenly turning his head, his eyes tightly shut as he urgently sensed something.
"Move aside, everyone move aside."
Pushing through the crowd, when Wang Shuheng’s eyes fell on the fainted Zhao Meng, his aged eyes flashed with a mix of comfort and excitement.
...
Little One paused midway in escape.
No noise behind meant that the alien race wasn’t pursuing, but rather chasing Uncle Wolf’s side.
After an intense inner conflict, Little One took out a camera, took deep breaths, and aimed it at themselves.
"Family, this might be the last Vlog I, Xiao Xiangcai, will make. Thank you for accompanying me all the way, having you is so good, it truly is..."
"Next, I’m going to do something really stupid, but I feel I have to do it personally, or I’ll regret it for life..."
"Goodbye, if fate allows, family!"
Under the camera, Xiao Xiangcai smiled brightly, but in the next shot, the smile on Xiao Xiangcai’s face disappeared.
"If anyone finds this camera, I ask you to post this Vlog on my channel, and you can have all my channel’s earnings. My account password is... Thank you."
After recording, Xiao Xiangcai turned off the camera, put it in the backpack, and left the backpack behind a stone, resolutely turning back to run.
Fork in the road.
Xiao Xiangcai swallowed, faintly hearing footsteps from the other side; could it be Uncle Wolf?
She hoped it was.
But reason told her Uncle Wolf would probably struggle to survive against the Fifth Level alien race unless a miracle happened.
"What’s there to fear about death, what’s the worst? Just death, only death."
But after waiting a long time, and still no sign of movement, Xiao Xiangcai looked puzzled, then suddenly thought of a possibility.
Such a cautious approach, could it be...
Immediately, Xiao Xiangcai was full of anticipation, trying to call out.
"Uncle Wolf, is that you?"
Yellow sand swirling, a silhouette slowly appeared, it wasn’t anyone else but Su Mu.
"Uncle Wolf, you’re alive?"
"Hoping I was dead?"
"No, that’s not what I meant. Uncle Wolf, you being alive is truly wonderful." Little One was shocked and thrilled, wanting to rush forward.
Su Mu blocked Little One with the sword scabbard, worried of the miasma residue on him, "I told you to cross Yellow Sand Canyon, didn’t I?"
"Uncle Wolf, I got lost."
"Let’s go quickly. This time we’ll go together; that Fifth Level alien was evaded by Uncle Wolf?" Little One instinctively thought the alien race was merely eluded.
Seeing Little One heading towards Yellow Sand Canyon, Su Mu stopped her.
"Wrong way, we go this way, first to find Zhou Yuan."
"Then that Fifth Level alien won’t be coming back."
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