The mountain wind howled, and the Blood Mist at the bottom of the cliff churned violently.
"It has nothing to do with me..."
A Black Robe Disciple wearing a red mask looked at the approaching Two-Headed Bird and shouted in panic.
"Hmph..."
The Moon Raven perched in the tree let out a cold snort, and the Two-Headed Bird swallowed the Black Robe Disciple whole.
The Moon Raven and the Two-Headed Bird transformed back into talismans and drifted down with the mountain wind into the hands of a figure not far away.
Lin Fan's eyes flickered. "That way, even if someone wants to investigate, it'll be difficult to trace it back to me."
The wind grew stronger. In the blink of an eye, Lin Fan's figure vanished from where he stood, as if he had never appeared at all.
After eliminating the hidden threat, Lin Fan immediately returned to his cave abode.
He casually rummaged around, and a cloth bag appeared in his palm.
Wang Zhaofeng was a second-generation disciple of the sect, and also the youngest elder of Blood Soul Peak. He must have been carrying quite a few valuable things.
As Lin Fan searched through it, nine pieces of Mysterious Jade were pulled out.
Lin Fan clicked his tongue in wonder. Three years ago, when he had gone down the mountain, he had received three pieces of Mysterious Jade from Master Ruan and had been so grateful he could hardly express it. Yet Wang Zhaofeng carried nine pieces on him. This thing was truly precious—he really was a second-generation disciple of the sect.
He put away the Mysterious Jade and continued searching. Two more secret manuals came out: the Talisman Heart Record and the Blood Demon Soul Refining Chapter.
Lin Fan first flipped through the first manual. Before