When Wei Yunqing cautiously arrived at the source of the bloody smell, she saw a man wearing a black mask traced with dark gold. His dark-gold-patterned robe immediately identified him as a cultivator of the Kunmo Sect. However, there was a hole through his Dantian, and his injuries were severe; he seemed to have lost consciousness.
Wei Yunqing's eyes shifted, settling on the black Storage Ring on his middle finger. This man had clearly escaped death by the skin of his teeth. The fact that his Storage Ring was still on him meant the person who had attacked him had not taken its contents. That made it her gain.
But Wei Yunqing was no fool. The fact that he had not yet drawn his last breath meant he likely still had some trick up his sleeve. She had to strike before he regained consciousness.
After waiting another three breaths, Wei Yunqing unexpectedly swung out a streak of sword light, severing his head. The injured man only had time to open his eyes before his head and body separated, and he died with unwillingness in his heart.
Still not at ease, Wei Yunqing tossed a fire talisman onto his chest. The instant the corpse caught fire, she used the Object Manipulation Technique to retrieve the Storage Ring.
The moment she grasped the Storage Ring, Wei Yunqing swiftly left the burning corpse and returned to the place where she had first been teleported. Extending her divine sense to search the surroundings, she only took out a formation disk from her Storage Pouch after confirming there was no one else nearby. Once she activated it and entered its protection, she finally let out a long breath of foul air.
Earlier, she had not had the time to tally her losses after escaping the