By the time Jiang Yi finished his killing spree and returned to Gao Family Village's ancestral hall, Profound Mystery True Person had already gathered a heap of miscellaneous "spoils."
"Ancient Demonic Cultivators really are paupers, without much to their names. If you ask me, Immortal cultivators are the ones dripping with fat, every last one of them-perfect for robbing!"
They had been apart for only a little while, yet Cat Master's belly had already bulged into a round ball. Presumably, he had devoured all the Fierce Baleful Beasts nurtured inside the blood-robed Daoist.
Jiang Yi glanced over the pile. Indeed, none of it was worth much. Apart from the badly damaged Nine Nether Mother-Child Blood Banner, there was a green-skinned gourd containing Seven Sha Smoke that could fetch a little Talisman Money.
The rest-the skull wine cup, erotic paintings on human skin, and several dried beast penises for boosting virility-were not worth as much as the Black Sha Pagoda Lock even bundled together.
"Immortal cultivators are fat sheep, Demonic Cultivators are paupers. I wonder what Demon Cultivators and Buddhist cultivators are like."
With a sweep of his broad sleeve, Jiang Yi collected everything into the Five Yin Bag.
When he no longer had any use for them, he could crush and smash them, then feed them to his Dao Embryo to strengthen its frame.
His body was now a bottomless pit. Not only did it urgently need spiritual objects to transform its substance, it also needed all manner of Spiritual Qi to nourish its flesh and blood.
Earlier, he had taken an Impermanence Great Hand Seal head-on, frightening Senior Brother Fang of the Nether Spring Sect out of his wits and breaking his will to fight.
That alone showed how formidable "nourishing the Dao Embryo" was.
If he could truly