The horned cultivator's Art allowed him to wear Bone Armor, and he clearly had not displayed it when he was outside Jailer Hall.
This showed that he could deploy and retract it freely.
Ren Qing could not help but grow interested.
Though using it would affect the body's agility and made it unsuitable for combat, it would still be quite useful in certain situations.
Even having one more trump card would be good.
Besides, an Art had several directions of Aberration. Perhaps one of them would be especially beneficial to him.
The horned cultivator's muscles tensed all over, and his expression turned wary. "I am Sun Yishan. If you want meat to replenish your strength, you can look for that person in Knot Cave."
As he spoke, he swallowed the last severed hand into his stomach.
Sun Yishan said with a slightly intoxicated tone, "In truth, cultivators taste the most delicious, especially this Aberrated human hand. It completely inherited the tenderness of snake meat."
Ren Qing's expression became subtle. "Lin Cheng?"
Sun Yishan sensed ill intent from the newcomer and immediately came to his senses. "I do not know any Lin Cheng."
Ren Qing said coldly, "Among the cultivators who came to Jailer Hall, Lin Cheng is the only one who mastered the Snake Molting Method, right?"
Sun Yishan hurriedly explained, "I did not take his life. You can go look in Knot Cave. He should not be dead yet."
"Lin Cheng is my beloved friend, my brother in arms..."
Ren Qing stepped closer. The Great Miao Saber slowly slid from its sheath, giving off a chilling aura that shook the soul.
Seeing that there was no way to retreat, Sun Yishan's meek and submissive face revealed a savage expression. His eyes reddened as he stared at Ren Qing.
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