Nine Deaths Grass

Zhou Feng gave a light squeeze, and the so-called Immortal Insect immediately shriveled up.

The highs and lows of life were nothing more than this. Zheng Yuantu had just been thrilled by his own cleverness, only to be crushed by Zhou Feng in a single move.

No matter how hard Zheng Yuantu racked his brains, he could never have imagined that he would die in a place like this.

"Good stuff!"

Zhou Feng placed the Immortal Insect in his Spatial Ring, then began cleaning up the aftermath.

To be honest, he was now extremely interested in the Longevity Cult.

Most importantly, the Longevity Cult's cultivation philosophy happened to align with his own, and Planting Immortal Gu had vaguely opened up a new line of thought for him.

He decided to try planting these so-called Immortal Insects. Though this cultivation method was somewhat wicked, and the Longevity Cult itself was no good either, who cared?

Afterward, he found various pills on Zheng Yuantu's body.

Some of the pills even gave off alluring life force. They seemed to be used to suppress Immortal Insects.

The Immortal Insect within Zheng Yuantu's body was generally kept dormant.

After all, an awakened Immortal Insect would never stay obedient. The moment it woke up, it would endlessly demand all vital essence.

Thus, all members of the Longevity Cult knew Alchemy Skill, specifically refining Essence-Nourishing Pills and Spirit-Calming Pills to soothe their Immortal Insects.

Now, Zhou Feng had inherited all of it.

Without bothering to sort through them, he stuffed every pill into his stomach in one go.

The intense hunger left him with no time to care about anything else. With his powerful physique as a foundation, it did not matter whether the pills were poisonous or not. In the end, they would all become his