Could someone with damaged meridians still be refined into spirit essence?
Chen Yu watched with fascination as his senior brothers from the Dao Sect's Inner Sect floated into the air ahead. One by one, they shone, then exploded with a boom, turning into spirit essence that the two Dao Sect elders pocketed.
Impressive.
So considerate. So convenient.
How exactly did this refining process work?
He had to admit, he was beginning to feel curious about the elders' method of refining disciples into spirit essence.
After refining those Inner Sect Disciples, the two elders began searching the bodies on the ground, whether they belonged to Dao Sect disciples or Black-Robed Men, and took some things from them.
Seeing this,
Chen Yu simply stood to one side.
Before the elders shattered the formation, he had searched the bodies of two Inner Sect Disciples and obtained treasures such as Qi Refining Pills, though he had not checked the quantities. He had also stowed three Black-Robed Men corpses in his Storage Ring.
Once the elders shattered the formation, Chen Yu stopped doing anything.
After all, greed was fine, but he still wanted to live.
If something was right before his eyes and he had confirmed there was no risk, he might as well take it.
But to throw caution to the wind for these odds and ends?
That would be stupid.
He would have to tally up his gains after he returned.
Chen Yu looked around. Almost everyone left after the attack was an Inner Sect Disciple. Apart from himself, the only Outer Sect disciples were... Xiang Baiwei and, uh, Senior Brother Ren?
Chen Yu was surprised.
He was not particularly surprised that Xiang Baiwei had survived, but this Senior Brother Ren...
Was it luck?
Or did he have some tricks up his sleeve?