Lu Xiaotian's gaze flickered. The methods of the three ghost cultivators actually gave him some inspiration. Such seemingly weak, low-tier skeletons were utterly useless in combat, but precisely because they posed no threat—and were even so weak that ordinary fierce beasts disdained to pay them any mind—they could scout out the enemy situation. Especially in an environment like this, the role they played was irreplaceable. Although these fellows were not terribly strong, their minds were meticulous, and such little tricks were indeed worth borrowing from in the future. Lu Xiaotian crossed his arms over his chest, wearing a pensive look.
Since the matter had already been decided, Lu Xiaotian simply found a place to close his eyes and meditate while taking a Soul-Nourishing Pill. No wonder human cultivators had an instinctive aversion to such places; a place with such extreme Yin Qi not only failed to absorb any spiritual energy for cultivation, but on the contrary, it suppressed and even corroded one's spiritual sense. After entering for a short while, Lu Xiaotian had already discovered anomalies in his spiritual sense. With Ge Changting and the other three on guard all around, Lu Xiaotian temporarily had nothing to worry about.
When Ge Changting and the others saw the pill in Lu Xiaotian's hand flash and vanish, a trace of envious light appeared in their eyes. Although they were ghost cultivators and entirely different from normal human cultivators, their spiritual sense was essentially much the same. For ghost cultivators, spiritual sense was perhaps even more crucial; otherwise, they would be unable to control these skeletons in battle. A pill like the Soul-Nourishing Pill was not only incomparably precious but even rarer. Usually, no alchemist was willing to associate with ghost cultivators like them, and wanting to obtain such a pill was more