I am an Eldritch Entity
Chapter 271 271: A nice loot

Eryndor noticed that all three fellows seemed to use the same cultivation arts.

That shimmering film of defense was also a defensive cultivation art, and not some treasure.

He had a few guesses in his mind, but he wasn't about to delve too deep into them. Not while he was fighting.

He grunted, twisting the dagger in the first disciple's heart as he finally managed to land a deadly hit.

Their Qi reserves were dangerously low, allowing him to switch his tactics and bypass their annoying defense, as it seemed like whenever he broke or went past the defense of one of the disciples, the other two would use their defensive arts to reinforce him.

With only two left, it only became easier for Eryndor who still had more than seventy five percent of his Qi reserves left despite fighting three people at the same time.

It was thanks to the Breath of Lightning God cultivation practice technique, or he wouldn't have such large reserves.

There was also the fact that his passive cultivation was still going on, which meant he was recovering his Qi even while fighting, therefore his stamina was way higher than the three of them combined even at their peak state.

Confronting the remaining two disciples, he saw their eyes losing hope, but they still intended to fight till the end.

One of them initiated with an attack which Eryndor already saw coming with his Cognitive Scrying.

However, when the attack actually took place, his eyes widened briefly.

He calmly tilted his body to dodge the attack, not willing to waste his Qi to defend the attack.

Using the tilt in his body, he took advantage of the unnatural pose to use a Void Piercer to force them back, while he took a step back to gather himself.

What the fuck?

He just sensed the aura of Energy of Consciousness when the attack took place!

But according to the information, humans of Outer Domains couldn't awaken an innate talent no matter what!

The reason he couldn't use Cognitive Scrying to gain information on what was happening was likely because it was a common situation for them.

It was like breathing. Do we remember the entire process while doing so? No. We simply do it.

Whatever it was that they had, it was clear that their use of it had reached the level of nothing thinking about it in detail and 'simply using' it.

To gain information on it, Eryndor would have to use Cognitive Scrying on a deeper level, and scan through a large portion of their past memories rather than just the recent few seconds where they devised their battle plans.

Of course, he couldn't do that right now, so there was no use thinking about it.

Eryndor calmed his mind, and engaged in another bout of exchange with them, killing another one through Internal Fist.

Might as well kill the last one, then think about the situation myself.

With the introduction of Energy of Consciousness, he was more wary of the situation, not willing to drag this out for long.

If it was really an innate ability, they were literally of all kinds. What if it was some really broken ability which was in the process of being activated?

Eryndor had already noticed this when the first disciple died, but when the second one died, it became even more obvious. The remaining third disciple was far weaker than before and was also using less cultivation arts than before.

So it wasn't that they had learnt the same cultivation arts but that each of them could share their own cultivation arts with others, and also that their arts were somehow overlapping in strength which is not possible.

Well, innate abilities could make even impossible things possible so he wasn't too concerned with that.

He easily sidestepped to avoid an attack and countered with an Air Cleaving Slash.

Eryndor eyes easily traced the edge of the blade where it glowed briefly, enhancing the strength and sharpness of his dagger.

It slashed through the conjured defensive art before cutting deep into the neck of the disciple.

The last one was beheaded.

The body fell with a thud, as Eryndor stashed away the daggers before immediately bending down to search their bodies.

He kept his Spatial Sight fully activated, in case another disciple entered his range and saw the three bodies on the ground. They would also be able to see the complete corpse of the gray winged woodpecker tied to his waist.

Yea, it won't be a good situation.

He quickly searched the bodies of the trio before burying them deep into the ground through his usual method.

That is, switching to his eldritch form and controlling the soil through his enhanced Telekinesis.

He didn't use Telekinesis through his normal form because it was more difficult and took more time.

After a minute, he was already far away from the spot of battle as he sat on a high branch of a tree while counting his spoils.

Did they make so many enemies that they went around with all their wealth on their body?

Or do they have even more wealth stashed in their room?

There were several bottles of Pure Qi pills, which were way more expensive than Qi Gathering pills.

Then, there were seven bottles of Spirit Strengthening pills of level two, nine bottles of Body Tempering pills of level two, and four bottles of poison cleansing and healing pills each at level two.

There were also three orbs of blue, red, and green color each, three sets of light armor and weapons, and a single pair of treasure shoes.

Lastly, there were three badges, which were obviously the ones given by the Training Camp.

What would happen if I used these badges to access their rooms?

Eryndor didn't know if that would count as a 'trace' or 'proof' of murder.

What if I access these rooms when no one is around to see me? Can they record who is the one holding these badges?

Eryndor wondered. He came to a realization that he would need to find this information from the other disciples since he had zero idea about it.

Finally, Eryndor's attention was attracted towards the three unusual orbs.

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