End (Recommendations and Monthly Tickets Welcome!) Although Li Shiming had witnessed the cruelty of the cultivation world many times, when he saw the youths he had spent so many days with become cold corpses one after another, he still felt the malice of the cultivation world seep deep into his bones.
He had rarely interacted with these youths and did not have particularly deep feelings for them. What filled his heart was mostly the sorrow of the rabbit dying and the fox mourning its kind.
"Isn't that Jin Shufeng?" He spotted Jin Shufeng's corpse.
All his previous calculations had become a joke before absolute strength. Without corresponding strength, one had to keep a low profile and bide one's time.
As Li Shiming thought, he gathered the corpses of the Profound Darkness Sect Cultivators on the ground into the Storage Bag. During the process, he discovered that Uncle-Master Cui had not taken the Storage Bag of that Profound Darkness Sect Qi Refining Cultivator.
He removed the Storage Bag and hung it at his waist, intending to return it to Uncle-Master Cui once he came back.
After finishing that, he began arranging the corpses of the youths on the ground. He lined each corpse up neatly, searching for any missing parts and piecing them back together.
His brisk movements caught the attention of the remaining youths gathered together. Jin Fengzhi was the first to stand up, her face pale as she helped move the corpses.
Three more youths joined in afterward, but the other five did not even dare to move.
Li Shiming said nothing. These youths ranged from twelve to seventeen years old and had been protected extremely well by the Great Xia Kingdom.
They had never experienced danger. It was only natural for them to feel fear when faced with