There were nine saint soul fruits in total. Xiang Shaoyun wanted all of them, but he knew he couldn't be too greedy. Otherwise, he would turn into a public enemy. Obviously, he wasn't afraid of offending everyone, but it was always better to exercise moderation. He was not interested in also offending the organizations backing all these disciples since it would be unwise.

At the same time, he also wanted to get rid of both Gui Mochou and Feng Xiaosha as these two were the ones that would give him more trouble in the future.

"Let's go," said Gui Mochou. He did not dare to wait even a second longer when he noticed Xiang Shaoyun heading toward him. He quickly grabbed Feng Xiaosha and withdrew at top speed.

Gui Mochou was someone who had witnessed the might of Xiang Shaoyun's Nether Soul Domain. Although they wanted to kill Xiang Shaoyun, they also knew they weren't capable enough right now. They would think of ways to deal with him after leaving the area. As the two retreated, the eight puppets charged Xiang Shaoyun, trying to buy time for the two to escape.

The eight emperor-grade puppets swarmed Xiang Shaoyun. Anyone else would have a hard time getting tangled with these puppets. But Xiang Shaoyun had an unrivaled speed and could completely disregard them. Like a slippery eel, he swam through the puppets before continuing after Gui Mochou and Feng Xiaosha.

"Don't even dream of escaping today," said Xiang Shaoyun.

He threw out two punches, sending two lightning fists flying toward Gui Mochou and Feng Xiaosha.

"Junior brother, use your Wind Boots," Gui Mochou shouted in alarm.

Feng Xiaosha did not hesitate, and a pair of extraordinary-looking boots appeared around his feet. His speed instantly multiplied, and the same happened to Gui Mochou. Both of them were wind cultivators, so speed had always been their strong suit. With the addition of the Wind Boots, they were far faster than regular Sovereigns.

With Xiang Shaoyun's speed, he could catch them easily if he wanted, but he stopped after some hesitation. Looking at their swiftly departing backs, he smiled and said, "Perhaps it's even better to make you two flee like rats whenever you see me. I'll kill you when it's almost time to leave this space."

He would not spare the two as they were as good as mortal enemies now. The only reason he wasn't giving chase was because he wanted to obtain more saint soul fruits. All nine fruits had been plucked. The True Martial Academy disciples had obtained three, the Nine Palace Academy disciples had obtained two, the Sacred Deer Academy disciples had obtained one, and Lei Bao, from the Dragon Phoenix Academy, had obtained one. Including the two in Xiang Shaoyun's hands, all nine had been accounted for.

Of course, they were not the ultimate owners of the fruits. The moment they attempted to leave, other disciples started trying to snatch the fruits from them. Naturally, some of them had their eyes set on Xiang Shaoyun. After all, he had two fruits on him. It wasn't surprising that he would attract some envious eyes.

"Brother, I'm Gu Feng from the True Martial Academy. I hope to trade for one of your saint soul fruits. I am willing to pay any price," offered a woman with bright red hair and a seductive outfit.

Not only was she dressed seductively, she also had a voluptuous figure that could infatuate anyone. Her enchanting face could charm any heart. Anyone seeing her would be inclined to agree that she was basically a walking temptation.

Gu Feng had great strength, and she was one of the top 18 disciples of the True Martial Academy. She was ranked seventh and was a late ninth-stage Dragon Ascension Realm cultivator. She came from the main branch of an ancient clan.

Two men were following her around. They had similarly impressive strengths as well. One was a ninth-stage Dragon Ascension Realm cultivator, while the other was a peak eighth-stage Dragon Ascension Realm cultivator. They were respectively known as Ling Zhiyan and Li Zhensheng.

They had their auras locked on Xiang Shaoyun. The moment he rejected the offer, they would attack.

Xiang Shaoyun glanced at Gu Feng and smiled before answering, "Sure. If you can offer a saint-grade item of similar value, I don't mind trading."

Saint-grade items were incredibly rare, and Xiang Shaoyun was interested in seeing a wider variety of them. If the other party really had some, he wouldn't mind trading. If not, he wouldn't waste any time on them.

"I don't have any saint-grade items on me for now, but I have a top-quality sovereign armor. If you want some sovereign techniques or materials, I can offer those up as well," said Gu Feng. Her tone might be polite, but her eyes contained an arrogance that would cause someone to feel uncomfortable.

"Kid, what are you waiting for? Take out the saint soul fruit. Oh, I'm buying your second saint soul fruit," demanded the ninth-stage Emperor beside Gu Feng.

As far as they were concerned, Xiang Shaoyun was only a peak seventh-stage Dragon Ascension Realm cultivator. He was nothing, even if he was the disciple of the so-called lord guardian.

Each person capable of entering the True Martial Academy was someone with a powerful backer. They naturally wouldn't fear anyone. It was undeniable that Xiang Shaoyun's cultivation level was practically a big scam. If they knew his true combat strength, they wouldn't act so unbridled before him.

"Hehe, so this is your so-called trade," said Xiang Shaoyun with a sneer. His entire bearing underwent a complete change as he roared, "Get lost!"

As he roared, his soul unleashed the pressure of a sixth-stage Sovereign. Gu Feng and her two attendants immediately felt as though they were facing a super expert, and they stepped back instinctively. An unnatural expression covered their faces.

Xiang Shaoyun then ignored them and charged toward a different direction. He was heading toward where a Sacred Deer Academy had just been forced to hand over a saint soul fruit. The disciple was an eighth-stage Dragon Ascension Realm cultivator and had plucked the fruit using a puppet.

However, the strength of him and his companions wasn't enough to keep the fruit, and they were forced to hand it over. Between their lives and the fruit, they naturally chose the former. The saint soul fruit was tossed out in no specific direction.

Chaos ensued as True Martial Academy and Nine Palace Academy disciples started fighting over it. Numerous energies tossed the fruit up and down in the air, like a game of volleyball.

The disciples did not dare to use too much strength with their energies as they were afraid to accidentally damage the fruit. Finally, a True Martial Academy disciple famed for his speed appeared before the saint soul fruit like a gust of wind and reached for it.

Right that moment, a figure moving at an even faster speed came and snatched the fruit. Attacks flooded in from all directions toward that person. Each attack was as powerful as the attack of a peak Emperor. There were even a few attacks as powerful as a Sovereign's.