A day and a night passed, and Blood-Spitting True Person did not return.
Huang Fuqi and the others, however, came back one after another.
Once they learned what had happened in their absence, every one of them took the matter seriously.
Now, they sat in a circle beneath the great tree.
Lin Ke had recovered his spirit power, but had yet to investigate what Black Mosquito was.
They were discussing what to do next.
"This place isn't an ordinary cavern..." Fang Du said with a frown.
"That senior brother of mine thought it was tiny, just a hole in the ground. Now it seems that wasn't the case."
"Right." Lin Ke nodded. "I caught some Ghost-Curtain Insects earlier, and only afterward did I hear that voice coming from underground."
"Perhaps this was once a battlefield for mighty cultivators. Later, one of them was suppressed beneath the earth, and caverns formed down below."
Below lay a typical karst landscape, riddled with limestone caves.
Fang Du's senior brother probably had never even entered. He had merely glanced around outside without venturing deeper.
Otherwise, he certainly would not have handed such a treasure trove over to Fang Du.
"Such precious resources, and so many spirit insects..." Han Yun narrowed his eyes. "Perhaps we really do need to buy a powerful formation."
A formation!
After the attack on Lin Ke, everyone had begun discussing how to deal with powerful enemies.
There were so, so many spirit insects here.
All those spirit insects were resources.
And in a certain sense, that unknown mighty cultivator was also a "resource."
Thus, they discussed pooling their money to buy a powerful formation.
Even if it could not contend with a Nascent Soul cultivator, it at least had to withstand a Golden Core cultivator.
But how difficult would that