Encounter with a Demonic Cultivator, Zhou Sen's Last Wish, and the Approaching Grand Gathering

"Some route you picked," Xu Chuan said irritably.

"How could we pass up humanoid materials delivered right to our door!" Moyue grinned, utterly unconcerned.

"A demonic cultivator at the eighth layer of Foundation Establishment is pursuing two cultivators at the fourth layer. They seem to follow the path of beast taming."

"Beast tamers?" Xu Chuan frowned slightly.

A moment later.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~

Amid spiraling dead leaves, two figures in green stumbled toward them.

Dust billowed behind them as a black-robed figure pursued them like a shadow of ink.

The green-robed cultivator in front had disheveled hair and bloodstained robes, with a green fox at his side.

Upon seeing Xu Chuan and Ren Xiaoyao, his eyes flashed with hope, and he cried hoarsely, "Fellow Daoists, save us! This fiend follows the Blood Demon Path!"

The other green-robed cultivator had a gruesome bloody hole in his shoulder and was clearly badly injured.

The black-robed demonic cultivator stood suspended in the air.

His triangular eyes swept over Xu Chuan and Ren Xiaoyao.

Sensing that both gave off only the aura of the second layer of Foundation Establishment, he sneered. "You dare enter the Azure Sea Forest at the second layer of Foundation Establishment?

"With you two, that makes just enough.

"With the essence blood of all four of you as a catalyst, I'll surely break through to the ninth layer of Foundation Establishment!"

His wild laughter echoed in every direction.

Xu Chuan stood with his hands behind his back, his green robes snapping in the wind.

His gaze settled on the blood-red markings faintly visible at the black-robed cultivator's cuffs.

Ren Xiaoyao carried the Five-Spirit Casket on his back, a cold smile tugging at his lips.

Though silent, he already radiated a piercing sharpness.

"Fellow Daoist, don't push us too far. We