The corpse before Ji Yuan... had grown gaunt, its body half its former size. A vicious scar marked its face, and its chest was a bloody ruin.
The sight of Ran Kui alone
made Ji Yuan's throat tighten and his chest feel heavy.
He formed a hand seal. A wash of watery blue light swept over Ran Kui, leaving his senior brother clean once more.
But the hole in his chest would not close.
Ji Yuan remembered the moment the Many-Faced One had assassinated Ran Kui, and anger blazed in his heart.
At least he had finally killed the Many-Faced One.
As for Jiang Hong, he could only wait until he had formed his Nascent Soul before returning to take revenge.
Jiang Hong was not the only one. He could not let the Blood Lady or the Blood Luo King go, either.
As Ji Yuan thought, he sat down where he was.
When he had first seen his senior brother die, he had found it hard to believe.
With his senior brother's methods and hidden cards, how could he have died so easily?
Only later, when Ji Yuan looked inside Ran Kui's Storage Bag, did he understand why.
Ran Kui truly had been at the end of his rope. The life-saving Wine Cup Hua Yaoyue had left him was long gone, used at some unknown point.
The Qi-Blood Pills, Peerless Wine, and other things Ji Yuan had given him were gone too.
Whether Ran Kui had consumed them himself or given them away, Ji Yuan did not know.
In that enormous Storage Bag, all that remained were some common Cultivation Pills, several thousand Middle-Grade Spirit Stones, and three Dharma Treasures.
Ji Yuan could scarcely believe this was the Storage Bag of a Core Formation Stage cultivator.
Of everything Ran Kui