He used this to kill some Qi Refining Stage yaomo, but their cultivation was low, only at the third or fourth layer of Qi Refining, and their intelligence was very low. The mission token did not count them.
Chi Yu was about to find somewhere to land when he suddenly spotted a familiar Flying Artifact embedded upside down in the ground, with clothing and remains scattered around it.
He paused, slowly landed, put away his Flying Artifact, and went closer to look. Only then did he realize it was the Flying Artifact he had given the Town Magistrate of Mulian Town.
Chi Yu's pupils contracted sharply as he realized the remains around it also belonged to Mulian Town's residents.
In this land, mortals truly were like ants, with no control over their fate whatsoever.
A bitter ache rose in Chi Yu's heart. He took digging tools out of his storage pouch, dug several pits on the spot, gathered and buried the remains, and erected a memorial stone.
Once he had finished, he prepared to leave.
Unexpectedly, he heard a voice there. "Help..."
Chi Yu: "..."
This scene felt very, very familiar.
Chi Yu spoke. "Who??"
The gentle, weak male voice said, "Help, please save me."
Chi Yu followed the voice and saw a young man lying behind some rocks and earth on a nearby slope. Where his legs should have been was empty, with only two trails of residual blood.
Chi Yu hurried over, took a pill from his Sumeru Ring, helped the young man up, and fed it into his mouth.
The young man had a handsome face, but Chi Yu paid no attention to that. Cultivators, demonic cultivators, and high-level yaomo in the cultivation world were all beautiful, handsome, or lovely. After seeing so many, he really had