One by one, they recklessly plunged out. It’s so deep here; it would be hard to find if they really fell.

So almost in that instant, astonishingly, four people jumped out simultaneously. As soon as they leaped, the two on the tree were directly knocked by Xuan into the shrine. On the tree, Xuan had absolute control.

Rumbling... Soon followed by splashing sounds, it was truly a frenzy.

"Why aren’t you two jumping!"

Su Xuan looked at the two people left on the shore, one from the bounty hunter group and the other from another group.

"Humph, I’m not interested in that. Kid, you’re out of swords now; do you think you can still be our match!"

The two men glared at Su Xuan, viciously.

They were different from the others earlier; their goal was simple, only interested in money, not the Heroic Sword. So when Su Xuan threw the Heroic Sword into the water, they didn’t jump, just stared coldly at Su Xuan with eyes full of greed.

"Don’t come over, don’t come over, big brother, I’ll give you the pill, don’t kill me, don’t kill me..."

Su Xuan appeared terrified, his face changed, portraying a fear of death.

"Haha, kid, you’re done. I know you threw the Heroic Sword into the Cold Pond to kill us all. But unfortunately, I’m not interested in that. Now, my brother and I split the Holy Origin Pill, isn’t it wonderful?" They were very smug; in their eyes, they wouldn’t just get what they wanted, they planned to kill Su Xuan to share everything.

"Hahaha... Ah..."

Suddenly, a man let out a piercing scream as a cold treasure sword instantly pierced the thigh of the man closest to him.

"Ah... Impossible!"

The man shouted, realizing Su Xuan had not thrown the Heroic Sword into the water; it was just a scabbard.

"Splat..."

Su Xuan spat blood again, cursing under his breath. Just a little more; he needed just a bit more power to slice the guy open. But he was short, muttering darkly.

Holding the Heroic Sword, his hand trembled; the sword had pierced the man’s thigh but hadn’t killed him.

"Everyone, be careful! The Heroic Sword isn’t in the Cold Pond."

Lin Xinru shouted, as Su Xuan predicted, Lin Xinru’s condition worsened, immobilized by a paralyzing poison.

After his shout, the horrifying ordeal began. In the Cold Pond erupted a rumble, and crocodiles began to surge out.

The crocodile pool held more than one crocodile. After everyone jumped in, they were quickly spotted by the crocodiles, leading to a terrifying scenario: these hungry crocodiles started a frantic attack.

"Ah..."

The people in the water were less agile than the crocodiles, especially in winter, wearing much clothing, making it awkward in the water.

They never dreamed the Cold Pond held many crocodiles. At this moment, the truth hit them: Su Xuan set the trap.

Honestly, at that instant, they almost lost their minds; they never expected someone to be this intelligent, manipulating human nature entirely.

Those trapped in the crocodile pond, surrounded by crocodiles, over a dozen.

In that moment, they realized greed led to their downfall, burdened by heavy clothing, clumsy in the icy water.

After provocation, especially after being bitten, the blood unleashed the crocodile’s hunting frenzy.

In minutes, screams echoed across the crocodile pool.

In the chaos, screams blended; slowly, they fell silent. The city hunters never imagined becoming the prey one day.

Fengxi Pavilion, skilled in scheming, faced unexpected manipulation, caught miserably.

Thinking back to seeing Su Xuan throw the Unparalleled Divine Sword into the crocodile pool, they impulsively jumped in.

Had they been more rational, death wouldn’t have been a consequence. Knowing Su Xuan had ill intentions, they should’ve known he wouldn’t truly throw the treasure sword away.

Su Xuan merely did one thing: drawing the sword, letting them glimpse the Unparalleled Divine Sword. Upon sheath return, tucked the genuine Heroic Sword into his sleeve.

He leaned against a stone, hiding partly, unnoticed. Instead, thrust a dagger into the scabbard, tossing it away; impulsively, they dove in.

Su Xuan easily lured them into death through greed; weak, he still could sever Dazhu’s throat using the Heroic Sword, credited to the divine sword.

Skilled martial artists coveted the sword, dreaming of conquering, founding a dynasty after ten years of secluded practice.

More importantly, the Heroic Sword held a fabulous secret.

They didn’t overthink it, foolishly jumping,.

Sitting on the tree, Xuan watched the scene, her scalp tingled.