"Hehehe, of course. The soul of a Sixth-grade Alchemist will be enough to pay your reward." A sinister laugh suddenly came from the shadows of the cave. A mass of black mist eerily surged out from within, then hovered and coiled in midair.
As that black mist appeared, the temperature throughout the cave suddenly dropped sharply.
"That will do. But let me remind you: it would be best not to give him a chance to seek help from the outside world. Otherwise, he might really bring in some troublesome people." Yun Shan's expression relaxed slightly as he offered a well-meaning warning.
If Gu He escaped and discovered that the Misty Cloud Sect was behind those trying to capture him, it would also be troublesome for the Misty Cloud Sect. A Sixth-grade Alchemist still carried some deterrent power against a second-rate force like the Misty Cloud Sect in the Northwest Continent.
"You needn't remind me. Capturing alchemists is what the Soul Hall specializes in." The voice within the black mist was filled with disdain.
"Then I wish you success." Seeing that the Soul Hall man was unreceptive, Yun Shan did not press the matter further.
"Hehehe, that goes without saying." The black mist churned, and another sinister laugh came from within. Then it vanished eerily from the cave, leaving behind only Yun Shan, his brows slightly furrowed.
"Damn it, damn it. A mere dead man dared to mock me." Following Yun Leng's orders, Yun Lei disposed of Sun Yi's corpse and burned down the house where he had lived. As he headed toward Black Rock City, he cursed through gritted teeth.
Thinking of Sun Yi—a mere Dou Master who had only gotten lucky enough to father a good daughter—Yun Lei felt waves of fury battering his rationality. That man had actually