Whoosh!
The Nine Baleful Hand returned, placing the Nine Nether Blood Lotuses before Chen Changming.
"Twenty-two in total, all mature thousand-year spiritual herbs. As for those smaller Nine Nether Blood Lotuses, let them continue growing..."
Yue Li said with a smile.
Her expression was relaxed, as though she had merely done something insignificant.
"Many thanks, Fellow Daoist Yue Li."
Chen Changming clasped his fists in thanks, then put away the Nine Nether Blood Lotuses.
No matter what kind of person Yue Li was.
She had helped him obtain so many Nine Nether Blood Lotuses with such ease. For that alone, Chen Changming ought to thank her.
"It was nothing at all. Fellow Daoist Chen, there's no need to be so polite."
Yue Li smiled lightly. "Now that we have the Nine Nether Blood Lotuses, let us head to the next location."
Chen Changming nodded gladly.
The two crossed the blood lake and continued flying deeper into the Blood Sea Marsh.
This flight lasted even longer. Only after flying for three full days did they arrive above a vast expanse of blood lakes.
Seeing that he still had not flown beyond the borders of the Blood Sea Marsh, Chen Changming was deeply astonished.
The Blood Sea Marsh was simply too vast.
This place was far too perilous—practically a dead zone for Nascent Soul Realm cultivators.
Only Spirit Transformation cultivators, or groups of cultivators around the tenth level of the Nascent Soul Realm, could enter the depths of the Blood Sea Marsh.
Chen Changming swept his gaze around and found that aside from this vast stretch of blood lakes, there was nothing else particularly unusual. It was not much different from the other swampy regions.
Unable to hold back, he asked, "Fellow Daoist Yue Li, is the ruin you mentioned within this