"Luo Ma could summon a False Core Cultivator, and he had a treasure tempting enough to interest one. How could there be no valuable immortal materials in his Storage Bag?"
Ji Yuan took out Luo Ma's Storage Bag and looked through it. There were plenty of things inside.
But not one of them could tempt a False Core Cultivator.
In fact, forget False Core Cultivators. There was nothing that could tempt Ji Yuan, a Peak Foundation Establishment Cultivator. The most valuable item was probably a Mid-Grade Spirit Artifact, the Bloodhead Sickle.
What did that mean?
It meant that bastard... hadn't told the truth either!
"Soulsunder Wanderer probably still doesn't trust me. He must have given Luo Ma other instructions. In that case, I can't waste any more time. I'll check near Luomei Mountain first and see whether Changkun and the others are really there. If they aren't... I'll head back to the Alchemy Workshop."
It was dangerous out here. Not one of these Demonic Cultivators from Shangxi was easy to deal with.
Before meeting them, Ji Yuan had thought she could handle it.
Now... perhaps she couldn't.
The Demonic Dao was too cunning.
With that thought, Ji Yuan put away the Storage Bag, then took down the Thousand-Soul Banner behind her.
With Luo Ma's spirit and corpse in hand, there was no reason to wait.
A few breaths later, a Flying Boat tore through the sky.
Ji Yuan had reached Peak Foundation Establishment. Driving the Peak-Grade Spirit Artifact known as the Rift-Splitting Boat no longer cost her much energy, and she had the strength to protect such an artifact.
Luomei Mountain lay southwest. Ji Yuan flew straight there, and about half a day later, a stretch of mountains finally appeared in her view.
She slowed the Flying Boat and spread