Exterminated, Treasures Found
After Boming was burned to ashes, the kapala bowl that fell to the ground suddenly shattered on its own.
Immediately afterwards, a colorful figure appeared, a man and a woman twisted together like a rope.
His two faces glared angrily. "Aiya! Who, who killed my good disciple?"
After saying that, he spiraled into the air, his eyes darting around as if trying to find the culprit.
Shi Shuiyue felt a chill run down her spine as she was glared at by his imposing and vicious gaze, as if Curse.
"I am the Dharma Master Joy! I will search the highest heavens and the deepest hell to tear you apart and devour you!"
"Throw them into the eighteenth level of hell, and let them be reborn as pigs and dogs for a hundred lifetimes!"
The Dharma Master Joy roared out his threats.
Zhou Ning was stunned. How could killing the younger one have incurred the elder's wrath?
Could he really be Curse?
He Zhuoran scoffed, "What kind of bullshit Dharma Master Joy? He's in a celestial cave, unseen even by those in the Purple Mansion. How dare a lousy mage spout such nonsense?"
"Die!"
Having said that, he lunged forward and with a "whoosh," he shattered the Dharma Master Joy!
Dharma Master Joy Huanxi is finished.
Zhou Ning cursed inwardly, "Damn it, I thought it was some kind of powerful expert!"
He Zhuoran floated in the sky, gazing at the stone platform inside the cave, his slanted eyes filled with joy.
"Brother Zhou, you go and guard the gate, I'll collect the demon souls!"
Zhou Ning skillfully threw out the Illusory Light Formation Disk to conceal the cave, while he himself stood in front of the entrance, like a black tortoise guarding the gate.
Upon seeing this, Shi Shuiyue felt a chill in her heart, realizing that her future was hopeless.
These two people are impersonating Buddhist disciples, and she's caught them red-handed. She'll definitely kill them to silence them!
Shi Shuiyue panicked and planned to swallow two pills to heal her injuries, but then she thought, the more energetic she was, the more fun these two would have to torture her.
Not wanting to perish, she began to consider what trump cards she had up her sleeve.
Okay, after thinking about it for a long time, I realized I don't have enough cards to play.
Shi Shuiyue finally despaired, her face contorted with death.
He Zhuoran cast Method Formula, drawing a wisp of grayish demonic soul from the stone seat and inhaling it into the goose-neck bottle.
This is Soul-Gathering Bottle, specially designed to preserve demon souls and nurture them, preventing them from dissipating.
"It's a pity I didn't bring the Righteous Qi Banner from home, otherwise I could have summoned it and taken away all the demon souls in no time."
There was no other way, He Zhuoran had to collect them one by one, and it took him half an hour to collect all the demon souls in the area.
He tossed over two gooseneck bottles, saying, "Brother Zhou, these are yours."
Zhou Ning scanned the bottle with his Divine Sense and found that it contained twenty or thirty wisps of demonic souls.
"Demon souls can be used in medicine, puppets, artifacts, and formations... with many wonderful applications!" He Zhuoran said. "For example, if that strange flute of the demon monk had injured your soul, you could have recovered instantly by taking a Soul-Stabilizing Soul-Fortifying Pill."
"That flute is quite nice." Zhou Ning's face showed interest.
That was a magical Law Artifact capable of attacking the soul; he was forced to pause for a moment.
Placed in a life-or-death battle, it can be of great use; it's probably considered one of the most powerful Law Artifact.
He Zhuoran also didn't want to miss out. After pondering for a moment, he took out a jade box containing a ginseng with a long, dark blue beard.
"Brother Zhou, to be honest, this bone flute was made from the blood of a demonic monk. It probably won't be of much use to you."
"How about I exchange five 500-year-old ginseng roots for you?"
Looking at the ginseng, Zhou Ning guessed that Zhuoran had probably managed to find it by chance after entering the cave.
He needs to refine the Greater Ginseng-Nurturing Pill to improve his cultivation level, and ginseng is indispensable for that.
A 500-year-old ginseng root, placed in Cuiwei Lake, would probably cost close to ten Spirit Stone.
After his return, if he wants to obtain such precious spiritual herbs, he needs to go through the Su Household's channels or buy them himself from the market outside.
The previous law would arouse suspicion from the Su Household.
The next method involved the Lei Household and the Jade Countenance Sect going to war. It's unclear which side was stirring things up, but they were assassinating Alchemist everywhere.
He died at Cuiwei Lake, and that's it, he's really dead; we must proceed with extreme caution.
He has now obtained the cultivation experience of the Secret Method [Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils] from True Person Lu, which is itself Secret Method for attacking the soul.
The addition of a bone flute is merely icing on the cake, and He Zhuoran said, it probably needs to be cleansed of Evil Qi before it can be used, and it might even bear the mark of Dharma Master Joy.
"Since Brother Zhuoran wants it, then I will reluctantly part with it, but... I'll add one more ginseng!"
Upon hearing this, He Zhuoran danced with joy.
Zhou Ning opened Boming's Storage Bag, which contained a pile of items exuding Evil Qi, similar to the Devil Cultivator he had previously killed at Gazing Immortal Port.
He took all the Spirit Stone, a total of twenty-three, and then gave the Storage Bag and all the other miscellaneous items to He Zhuoran.
Finally, the two men turned their attention to the only woman.
Shi Shuiyue felt a chill run down her spine. "Am I going to be divided up too?"
He Zhuoran and Zhou Ning exchanged a glance. Neither of them were bad people, and this woman had no grudge against them. To say that they would kill her to silence her would be too Evil Dao.
"Brother Zhou, shall we do it?"
"You have more fancy moves, so you should do it."
He Zhuoran chuckled twice and took out a pink pill, "Fairy, please take this pill!"
Shi Shuiyue's vision went black. Pink pills—could they be from the Dao of Hehuan?
This malevolent black smoke, without even a body, still dares to commit such beastly acts!
She held the sword to her neck. "My Shi Shuiyue, has lived a life of integrity. Even if she dies, she will not let you two beasts get away with it!"
"They even used medication!"
Zhou Ning had some sense; he said, "What are you thinking? That's Forget-Worry Pill, to make you keep the secret!"
This elixir can, to some extent, suppress her Divine Sense, preventing her from going out and spreading rumors, thus tarnishing the reputation of the Buddhist disciple Zhou Ning.
"Uh..." Shi Shuiyue was stunned.
"Hmph, don't blame me for being ruthless if you don't eat!" He Zhuoran threatened.
Having narrowly escaped death, Shi Shuiyue took the medicine without hesitation, lay down peacefully, and remained completely calm.
Zhou Ning thoughtfully dug a hole for her and buried her there.
He casually cast two talismans to conceal his presence.
"Brother Zhou, the main hall at the very center of Dead Wood Ridge should be just ahead. Shall we go take a look?"
"Of course I'll go."
He tidied his appearance, picked up his staff again, and golden light shone from his head.
One day later.
As Zhou Ning ran through the black tunnel, he vaguely sensed that his body was no longer as stable as when he first entered this world.
"It seems that the higher one's cultivation level, the longer one's avatar can remain in Land of Wei."
However, even at the current Fourth Layer of Qi Refinement, it probably won't last more than half a month.
The view ahead suddenly opened up, as if the sky and the earth had separated, like entering a plain in the mountains.
The plain was covered with towering trees, numbering in the thousands. The ancient trees provided ample shade, and the overwhelming Wood Element spiritual energy made Zhou Ning feel incredibly comfortable.
If ordinary people lived here, even if they ate rich, oily food and indulged in excessive drinking and debauchery every day, they could probably easily live past a hundred years old.
Amidst the trees, a long staircase leads directly to the main hall at the top. The hall is half-collapsed, with scattered fragments of glazed tiles, jade carvings, and pillars reaching to the sky.
Several cultivators picked and chose, but judging from their expressions, they probably didn't find anything of value.
Zhou Ning rushed into the main hall, which was hundreds of feet wide. On the innermost high platform, a bright golden-blue light shield shone, and dozens of cultivators around it activated their magical Law Artifact and attacked relentlessly.
He Zhuoran blurted out, "The Yimu Restriction Array!"
Zhou Ning's eyes were bright, and he could see clearly that eight orbs of light floated within the light barrier: a small cyan sword, a black jade box, a green fan, and a piece of earth-patterned wood...