"Brother Blood Demon, I was only joking with you," Li Yao said, unfazed. He shook open a folding fan and smiled. "I'll be counting on you to help with Wan Yan."
"Hmph, Brother Li, don't blame me for being cautious," Blood Demon said. "Once I've succeeded, I'll need to see that brat Myriad Ghosts' Netherworld Map before I hand over the Ding family members."
"It's a shame about that Top Grade Spirit Ghost. Following Myriad Ghosts, it'll never get the chance to rise," Li Yao said with a shake of his head and a sigh. "What a shame, what a shame. Once a Spirit Ghost undergoes a Blood Sacrifice, its life becomes bound to its master. If Myriad Ghosts dies, that Top Grade Spirit Ghost will vanish into dust too."
Lei Dong lay low nearby. Fortunately, his will was firm, or he might have done something right then and there. Those two bastards weren't just using underhanded schemes against his wife; they were also plotting to steal his master's life-saving treasure. The more urgent things became, the more Lei Dong steadied his mind, running the Zhou Tian Cang Ri Jue to its utmost limit without giving off the slightest sound or trace of aura.
Never before had Lei Dong been so filled with rage and murderous intent. Yet his mind was exceptionally clear. From their conversation, he had already understood the situation. The man surnamed Li coveted Wan Yan's beauty, while Blood Demon coveted his master's Netherworld Map. Lei Dong had seen his master's spiritual treasure, the Netherworld Map, and its power was extraordinary. Now that he thought about it, it probably wasn't an ordinary spiritual treasure used by Nascent Soul Realm cultivators. It was quite possibly the legendary Innate Spiritual Treasure. Otherwise, with his master's Golden Core Stage strength,