Record of the Troubled Times: the Swordsman's Eye Technique

This is another chase. Sky. A white-haired young man was running for his life, with an old man with a broken arm chasing after him. "Shameless boy, I swear on my soul that if I don't kill you, I will never be reincarnated! Ahhhhhhhhh" The old man's feeble voice kept roaring, and his face was pale. Suddenly, the young man stopped. The old man stepped back very far in an instant, with a wary look on his face. "What tricks are you going to do again?" "I don't think it's worth losing my life for a treasure." "Do you really want to give up?" "Let's make a bet. If you bet correctly, I don't want the stuff. If you bet wrongly, I'll take it away." "What bet?" "I bet - your Dantian has no spiritual energy!" The old man frowned and felt a breeze blowing by, cooling his neck. "I admit that I am shameless enough, but you are - really - a dog." After the old man finished speaking, his head fell off his neck. "You dare to greedy for something that I have sacrificed my life for?" The white-haired young man shook his head. He stayed silent for a long time and then said sadly: "Greed kills people!" In the sky, the sound is still echoing in place, but the white-haired young man has disappeared...