"Although I use other people's flesh, blood, and souls to cultivate evil Spirit Plants, I am still a good cultivator."
Lu Xuan said it with righteous conviction.
He brought a heap of flesh, blood, and bones to the Netherworld Spirit Field.
"You little thing, you came the moment you smelled it."
As soon as he entered, before he even had time to adjust to the bone-piercing yin wind and the wails of Grievance Souls inside, Lu Xuan saw the pale-red big meatball bouncing over to him.
He tossed the cultivator's flesh and blood to the Flesh Spirit God.
The fur on the surface of the Flesh Spirit God's body gently lifted, revealing the many small mouths with sharp teeth inside. In one bite, it swallowed all the flesh and blood that had turned into a spray of blood mist.
"How is it? Fresh enough, right?"
Lu Xuan asked the big meatball with a smile.
The Flesh Spirit God spun once from top to bottom, indicating its nod of agreement. The pink-white eye that had remained at the very top narrowed; it was clear it was in an excellent mood.
Seeing that the big meatball had eaten its fill, Lu Xuan came before the Corpse Demon Temple Spirit Seed.
After a period of cultivation, he had already used quite a few Demonic Beast bones to nourish this evil Spirit Plant. Under his Spiritual Sense, the little white-bone ball had unknowingly opened in silence, spreading out in all directions deep within the Spirit Soil.
It was like a great mass of bone-shaped roots tangling together, slowly building a platform of bones.
After that, he threw the soul near the Yin Cry Wood and Soul Burning Flower, letting the two evil Spirit Plants split the cultivator's remnant soul evenly.
Before long, aside from