For Lin Xuan, this trip was incredibly profitable.
Not only did he break through to the Sword Domain, but he also obtained that small sword, the corpse of the Seven-Mark Demon, and learned that his sister was safe and sound...
Everything went smoothly.
He slowly exhaled, looking at the teleportation array of the Demon-Suppressing City that was so close at hand, but instead of rushing in, he paused for a moment.
Originally overjoyed that they could finally return to Demon-Suppressing City and be safe, Wen Ling and the others immediately noticed Lin Xuan's movements.
He stopped immediately, looked at Lin Xuan, and asked, "Senior Brother Lin, what's wrong?"
He called me "senior brother" so willingly.
Lin Xuan pondered for a moment, then took out a Storage Bag from his robes and tossed it to Wen Ling.
"This..." Wen Ling quickly caught it, but when his Divine Sense jumped into it, he was completely terrified.
His hands, holding the Storage Bag, were trembling slightly.
Soul-Devouring Demon-Refining Flower!
This Storage Bag contains the Soul-Devouring Demon-Refining Flower, as well as the corpses of all the demons Lin Xuan killed along the way!
It was just a small Storage Bag, but Wen Ling suddenly felt that the Storage Bag in his arms was extremely hot.
Lin Xuan gently stroked the Xiaolu in his arms and said, "I don't like sensationalism, and I especially don't want to be the center of attention. I'll trouble you to exchange these demon corpses for points at the exchange point. As for the reward..."
"Where is the payment needed!"
Wen Ling quickly shook his head.
"Senior Brother Lin, you saved us, our lives are yours. Besides, you gave us many fortuitous opportunity. We are all from the Moon Eve Alliance, so we are family. It's just running errands, it's only what we should do."
Lu Qiuyan nodded vigorously in agreement.
"Yeah yeah."
"Senior Brother Lin, please don't mention any reward, that would be too petty of us!"
Others reacted the same way.
Seeing this, Lin Xuan didn't insist.
He nodded, accepting their kindness. "Thank you very much."
Meanwhile, the exchange point was bustling with activity.
This Demon-Suppressing City is bustling with people, with only four exchange points located in the four cardinal directions.
The exchange point on the east side is located near several Holy Heaven, and many Holy Heaven students come here to exchange points.
Wen Ling did not allow everyone to come along.
This is, after all, the Demon-Suppressing City, where there is no real danger. Everyone has sustained injuries of varying degrees, and since we've finally returned to the Demon-Suppressing City, we should naturally take good care of ourselves.
Therefore, he arrived at the exchange point alone, carrying Lin Xuan's Storage Bag in his arms.
His heart pounded all the way, and the thing in his arms felt incredibly hot to the touch.
After all, this is no ordinary thing, but the Seven-Mark Demon, the Soul-Devouring Demon-Refining Flower!
This demonic flower has killed countless Human Race and remains on the wanted list, stained with countless tears of blood and hatred.
But today, he brought his corpse!
The person in charge of the redemption point yawned, finished processing the points redeemed by the previous person, stretched, and suddenly a shadow fell over his eyes.
He opened his eyes with a hint of impatience.
When he saw that the person who came was Wen Ling, the impatience in his eyes became clearer and more contemptuous.
There are four Holy Heaven nearby.
Among them was the outpost of the Primordial Holy Heaven.
However, he had no high opinion of the Primordial Holy Heaven, nor did he have any good feelings towards it.
You see, as the person in charge of this place, he has to deal with countless matters related to exchanging demons every day. However, the quality of the demons that these guys from Primordial Holy Heaven are exchanging for is getting lower and lower.
Some low-level demons, with nothing but a pittance, actually dare to offer anything!
That's absolutely hilarious.
He was really getting annoyed with her!
What's with this Primordial Holy Heaven? It would be better to disband it as soon as possible, so as to save us from bothering it all the time. In the end, it might even implicate outsiders, making them think that the other nine Holy Heaven are just as weak as the Primordial Holy Heaven.
Of course, this was just something I thought about in my mind.
Although his elder brother works in the True Martial Holy Heaven, he is still the person in charge of the exchange point, so he must not act impulsively or make arrogant remarks.
Moreover, no matter how much the Primordial Holy Heaven declines, as long as Bai Wuya is still alive, the Primordial Holy Heaven can still hold on for another day.
However, whether or not one verbally expresses contempt is one thing, and whether or not one gives Wen Ling a friendly look is another.
Looking at Wenling's tense Wen Ling, he knew without a doubt that the other party had probably brought a small group of low-level demons to bother him again.
At that moment, the tone became less pleasant.
"Didn't I tell you people of the Primordial Holy Heaven last time? Save up the low-level demons and bring them over, only one or two at a time, a pittance. Aren't you tired of that?"
They're not tired, he is!
His words drew the attention of those around him to Wen Ling, and immediately, jeers and laughter erupted from the crowd.
"Hey, you look familiar. I was wondering who this was. Oh, it's Wen Ling. How many demons did you kill this time?"
"Why are you acting so hesitant, Wen Ling? Are you sure you can handle this? You didn't just bring a few King Realm demons again, did you?"
"Hahaha... Judging from your appearance, you're not even at the King Realm, are you? Hahahaha..."
The jeers of the group were particularly jarring.
That's understandable.
No matter what kind of Holy Heaven it is, there will always be many grudges and entanglements.
Wen Ling glanced at the people around him and muttered to himself, "This is troublesome."
He never expected that he would run into his nemesis.
Those guys often went against me, and they were always quick to criticize me.
Hearing the mocking remarks from these people, Wen Ling's face flushed red, and he glared angrily.
For no other reason than what he and his companions had said.
yes.
That's right.
Previously, they often used demons from the King Realm to exchange for points.
The points for demons in the King Realm are pitifully low, usually only a dozen or so, and at most no more than a hundred.
Many members of the Moon Eve Alliance accumulate points little by little by fighting low-level demons.
However, since there's no rule against using demons from the King Realm to exchange for points, why not?
He clenched his fist, sensing the Storage Bag in his arms, his face darkened, he took a deep breath, not wanting to argue with the other party to avoid any complications, and simply spoke in a low voice to the person in charge of the exchange point.
"Senior, could you... speak to me in private? What I need to say concerns..."
"No need."
The person in charge glanced at Wen Ling impatiently, his tone cold.
He simply pointed to the empty space in front of him.
"Take out your stuff. They're just a few demons. What kind of cultivators are they, hiding like that?"
At the same time, he thought to himself that the people next to him were right. This kid was probably embarrassed to show off the demons he had killed because they were of too low a level.
He's busy with so many things every day, where would he find the time to have a private chat?
Those who had always opposed Wen Ling burst out laughing upon seeing this.
"Did I guess right? Hahaha, Wen Ling, don't be shy..."
"Ha ha ha ha..."
The laughter was grating.
Wen Ling took a deep breath, unable to suppress the restlessness and weariness in her heart.
He glanced coldly at the group, a smirk playing on his lips. "Since that's the case, then I'll take it out right here."
After saying that, he poured out all the demons from his Storage Bag.
In an instant, the pouring out of demonic energy made many students with lower cultivation levels unable to breathe. Wen Ling, who was prepared, also turned pale.
But as he looked at the corpse of the Soul-Devouring Demon-Refining Flower that had been poured out, his expression became even more one of worship.
As expected of Senior Brother Lin!
That's incredibly powerful!
But he was so engrossed in his worship that the entire exchange point fell into complete silence the moment the corpse of the Soul-Devouring Demon-Refining Flower appeared, like a chicken being choked.
After an unknown amount of time, a slightly shrill sound broke the silence, trembling slightly.
"This..."
"This is... the Soul-Devouring... Soul-Devouring Demon-Refining Flower!?"