"Since the investment was so enormous, why didn't Wen Xuan guard this place personally? Why did he only leave the four of you Spirit Transformation cultivators behind?" Ying Wu asked.
"Reporting to Senior, the Sect Master has other important matters to attend to. He and another Integrated Body Realm Senior are refining corpse qi in a land of corpse darkness. Besides, the defensive formation here cannot be breached even by ordinary Integrated Body Realm cultivators..."
The middle-aged male cultivator at the peak of Spirit Transformation did not continue, only revealing deep reverence on his face.
With a single sword strike, Ying Wu had shattered the formation. He was clearly no ordinary Integrated Body Realm cultivator.
"No matter what Wen Xuan intends, after investing so heavily, he certainly will not give up easily."
Ying Wu muttered softly. A smug smile then appeared on his face as he raised his voice again.
"Leave at once and report to Wen Xuan. Tell him that this place has been claimed by... me, Wang Qiuyue. Tell him to bring a hundred jin each of Spirit-Nurturing Dew and Blood Grudge Sand in exchange."
At this point, he suddenly turned his head and gave Song Wen a playful wink before adding,
"And a hundred jin of Thunder Hou essence blood."
A strange look flashed across Song Wen's face.
Ying Wu actually knew how to use a false name—and it was the name of someone Song Wen knew well.
"This..." The middle-aged male cultivator hesitated and did not immediately depart.
"Why are you still standing there?!" Ying Wu barked. "If you do not wish to go, this one will kill you and send someone else."
"Please calm your anger, Senior. This junior will depart at once."
As he spoke, the middle-aged male cultivator hurriedly rose into the air,