Alchemy & Martial Supreme

They had already plundered all the wealth on the Poison Demon's body. Other than the blood pool, there was nothing else for them to be reluctant about.    

Once outside, Qin Ming began to gather his strength and planned to destroy this place.    

"Patriarch Qin Ming, are you going to destroy this place?" a Martial Cultivator with spots all over his face asked in a low voice.    

Since it was not a battle, Qin Ming did not hide his aura when he gathered his strength.    

Qin Ming nodded and gave up on gathering his strength. He asked, "Do you have a way to destroy this place?"    

It was a troublesome matter to completely destroy this place.    

Qin Ming's accumulated attack could destroy the place, but not completely. Part of the energy and resentment would remain, and it would take years for the resentment and energy to disappear completely.    

Therefore, if someone could help him destroy this place, he would be more than happy to do so.    

"Patriarch Qin Ming, I feel that the energy in the blood pool can be used by us. It's a pity to destroy it like this." The Martial Cultivator's eyes flashed with greed as he spoke with a smile.    

Although Qin Ming was a powerful martial artist, he had a good reputation. No one had ever heard of him killing a Martial Cultivator for no reason.    

That was why he dared to make a request to Qin Ming, hoping that he would leave behind the blood pool.    

Qin Ming didn't answer him when he heard this. Instead, he turned his gaze to the others.    

Qin Ming shook his head and said, "The blood pool is here. If the Poison Demon attacks Shenxiong City again for the blood pool, which one of you will be able to stop the Poison Demon's attack?"    

"That's right, don't count on the Golden Mysterious Macaque Race. The Golden Mysterious Macaque Race will put their focus on the Supreme Realm in the future. You can only rely on yourselves to save a city."    

"If the Poison Demon attacks the Divine City again, you'll have to rely on yourselves!"    

Everyone was taken aback by Qin Ming's response, and their hearts were filled with worry.    

The Golden Mysterious Macaque Tribe no longer cared about the safety of the city. What would they do if the Poison Demon attacked the Shenxiong City again?    

Could they only wait for death?    

"Qin Clan Master, how can you say that saving Shenxiong City is a small matter? There are millions of human Martial Cultivators in the entire Shenxiong City, and every single one of them is a living person. How can it be a small matter?" Someone looked at Qin Ming angrily.    

Many people began to hate Qin Ming in their hearts.    

No one liked him, and no one cared about their own lives.    

Qin Ming didn't care about their lives at all. His high and mighty appearance was very annoying.    

Zhuang Dai was also in the crowd. When she heard someone questioning Qin Ming again, she suddenly felt that she might have made a mistake by coming to Shenxiong City to save him.    

These people should have been killed by the Poison Demons.    

Could it be that they had already forgotten about the corpses in the blood pool below and how the Poison Demon had treated them?    

Qin Ming had come all the way here to save them, but he didn't get any benefits. He didn't even take the treasures from the Poison Devil's body.    

Although Qin Ming may not care much about the property of the Poison Devil, he was the one who killed it. The property of the Poison Devil should belong to Qin Ming, and most of the property should be given to him.    

If Qin Ming didn't want it and gave it to them, that would be a different matter.    

However, it was a bit too much for the Poison Demon's belongings to be kept in his hands without saying a word.    

This was something that Qin Ming didn't care about. If it had been any other Martial Cultivator, he would have cut down the people who took his property.