CHAPTER 643: CHAPTER 37: BEAST

The tray was placed in front of Su Xiao, piled high with Soul Crystals, a sight that could arouse the greed of any Contractor.

In Reincarnation Paradise, Soul Crystals have numerous functions: enhancing core skill levels, essential materials for crafting equipment are Soul Crystal (Fragments), used as currency to trade with high-level plane creatures such as Abyss Demons, and even as materials needed for upgrading equipment can also be substituted with Soul Crystals, highlighting its adaptability and functionality.

If there’s an urgent need for Paradise coins, one could also sell the Soul Crystals. As long as the price isn’t outrageous, it’s easy to sell them.

In Reincarnation Paradise, you might not find Soul Crystals to buy, but there’s never a case of not being able to sell them. As for hoarding such things, no one hoards them; how do you stockpile something with more demand than supply? Every Contractor can make use of them.

A total of thirty Soul Crystal (Medium) lay in front of his eyes. Even Su Xiao had never seen such a number of Soul Crystals. He calmly collected the Soul Crystals, then stood up.

"Where are you going?"

Su Xiao’s action of getting up made the Ten Old Man nervous, these people now hoped he would stay here and act as a bodyguard.

"Going to clean up the Yin Beasts."

Su Xiao left the meeting room, the Ten Old Man exchanged glances, some were worried, others smirked as if they had exposed Su Xiao’s ’lie’.

"We were indeed scared before, huh."

"I suspect the massacre at the auction was his doing, and as for the reason, you should all be able to guess."

One member of the Ten Old Man gestured at the tray on the table with their chin.

Bick showed a pensive look, a vague uneasiness in his heart. Perhaps the Phantom Troupe is truly formidable.

"Should we... withdraw the Yin Beasts?"

"Hey, Bick, you really scared? Aren’t you Blood Axe Bick, who rose to your current status with a short axe? It’s necessary to let the Yin Beasts probe. Don’t forget, this guy is also a Plague God. In my eyes, he’s no different from the Phantom Troupe, both are extorting us. Damn, I’m actually being extorted; it’s really annoying."

The Ten Old Man’s opinions once again diverged, which was their reason for death in the original story, unable to unify their opinions. Some Ten Old Man were autocratic. Though Bick was a smart person, he couldn’t command the other Ten Old Man.

...

Night, outside Yukexin City, inside a valley.

This valley was not unfamiliar; it was where the Cyclops roamed.

At this moment, over a dozen cars were parked at the entrance of the valley, a large group of gang members gathering inside.

High in the depths of the valley, several Phantom Troupe members were overlooking the gang members below with great interest. Hero, Shizuku, Wokim, Mary, Nobunaga, and the others were here because of the earlier appearance of the mini sun. Franklin had already gone to find Feitan.

Bang, bang.

Shooting sounds came from within the valley, hundreds of gang members below staring at the five people on high.

"Get down here fast, you bunch of lackeys."

"Whether you’ll drown or be buried alive, you can choose."

One of the gang members fired a shot into the air. Although they had taken out two members of the ’Phantom Troupe’, they suffered major casualties themselves, but they had built up the momentum.

"Another large group of people came, those temporary members are not impressive, huh."

The blond-haired Hero rested his hands on his hips, seemingly indifferent to these gang members.

"Those guys indeed aren’t reliable; they all fled as soon as casualties appeared."

Machi yawned, shaking her loose braid; she wasn’t planning to fight.

"What now? Withdraw or kill all these guys?"

Shizuku was a bit drowsy; these gang members couldn’t pique her interest.

"Hey, you guys better not step in for now, I’ll go deal with them."

The burly Wokim suddenly spoke and leaped down from the steep cliff, striding towards the gang members, who pointed many muzzles at Wokim.

"Wait."

A leader raised a hand, signaling the gang members not to shoot yet.

The gang leader stepped forward, confronting Wokim up close. Who knows where his courage came from? He scrutinized Wokim with his triangular eyes, spat, and said, "That auction thing, was it you guys?"

"Yeah."

Wokim grinned, his white teeth showing, completely unconcerned about being aimed at with guns.

"You guys sure have guts, tell me, who’s your boss?"

The gang leader aimed his handgun at Wokim’s head, and Wokim bared his teeth, feigning terror.

"Eh~"

Wokim showed a very comical expression, which infuriated the gang leader.

Pulled the trigger with a bang, gunpowder scent spread, and a bullet flew towards Wokim’s head.

After the gunshot, Wokim’s head leaned back, the gang leader smirked slyly, but when Wokim’s face turned to him again, the gang leader’s expression gradually turned frightened.

Wokim was biting a bullet, teeth marks clearly visible on it.

"Ah, hahaha, interesting."

Wokim raised his hand and slapped the gang leader.

With a crisp sound, under Wokim’s monster strength, the gang leader’s head tilted at an exaggerated angle, neck vertebrae bent 90 degrees.

"Boss... dead?"

"Open fire, turn him into a sieve!"

The gang members burst into chaos, shooting intensively.

Wokim shielded his face with his arms, bullets striking him, but his body was as steel-like, and he rushed into the crowd like a tiger into a flock of sheep.

Screams and sounds of limbs breaking were continuous, and in an instant, gang members began to scatter.

Wokim grabbed two gang members’ legs, swinging them around, their brains splattered, and in his hands, they were like windmills, those vicious gang members like ragdolls being toyed with.

The gunfire persisted, but the gang members’ will was gradually crumbling.

At the other end of the valley, Nostella Family’s bodyguards were observing the battle, Kurapika among them.

Kurapika, male, 17, mature and steady personality, androgynous appearance, member of the Kutu Tribe, also known as the Red Eyes Clan. When emotionally volatile, their eyes turn scarlet red. In the Hunter World, many are freaks who collect human bodies, thus this clan hides deep in forests, rarely contacting the outside world, eventually exterminated by the Phantom Troupe due to the Red Eyes.

Kurapika’s hatred towards the Phantom Troupe is irreconcilable, his life’s goal being to find his clan’s eyes and annihilate the Troupe completely.

At present, Kurapika was watching through binoculars, unaware of Wokim’s identity. He was a temporary bodyguard for the Nostella Family, not part of the Ten Old Men’s power.

"The opponent is also a psychic user, strong to the point of speechlessness. Everyone who went before us died, guns and rockets had no effect."

Kurapika’s words shocked his companions behind him, even for a psychic user, being impervious to rockets was too exaggerated.

"How is this possible."

"You should see for yourself to understand quickly."

Kurapika handed the binoculars to Dazuo Nai, the Nostella Family’s Guard Captain, technically Kurapika’s superior.

Dazuo Nai took the binoculars and shortly after his mouth began twitching.

"If such a monster snatched the items, then we need to be cautious."

Their original purpose was to help the Nostella Family’s Miss Nion buy auction items. Unexpectedly, they hadn’t reached the auction when it was destroyed. Their schedule was to reach the auction at 6 o’clock when the second auction would begin, but the fight occurred at 5:40, those missing 20 minutes saved their lives.

Afterwards, they received news the auction items seemed compromised, suspected to be taken by a group, so they followed along with the gang members, essentially just here to watch.