"Junior sister, do you really want to stay here?" Luo Zhen looked reluctant...
After a satisfying meal and a long reunion, they chatted a lot. All good things must come to an end. Now it should have been time to say goodbye and leave, but Feng Cuiping told her to go back to Wanfamen first, which completely stunned her...
"We haven't seen each other for many years. I have a lot to talk about, and I can't finish it in a short time, so I plan to stay here for a while!" Feng Cuiping said with a smile.
"But... didn't the ancestor say that you can't stay outside for long and want to take you to Mozhou?" Luo Zhen frowned.
"I know, but the flying boat to Mozhou has already left. It will be almost ten years before we come back. I will stay here for a while and then go back. You go back and tell Master that he doesn't have to worry!" Feng Cuiping said.
Not worried?
It would be strange if I wasn't worried...
You don't even leave...
Then I can't go back alone, otherwise the ancestor will eat me...
"Since Junior Sister plans to stay here for a while, I'm under the orders of the ancestor to protect your safety, so naturally I can't go back... I'll stay here with Junior Sister for a while..."
"As for when to return to the sect..."
"Fellow Daoist Gu, please take my token and go to the Wanfa Sect to deliver this jade slip to the Sect Master!" Upon hearing this, Luo Zhen casually took out a jade slip and placed it on his forehead, then handed it to Gu Yunqi...
"Well... okay..." Gu Yunqi smiled bitterly and could only accept this task...
Does he dare not accept the mission from Wanfamen?
Just like that, Lingxi Island gained two more great cultivators in the late Foundation Establishment stage...
Fortunately, there was sufficient spiritual energy here, and several second-grade, superior-grade cave dwellings could still be found. Luo Qing took the two women to select a cave dwelling, while Chen Changsheng came to the back hall, where more than ten corpses were laid out, some from Sanyang City and some from the Seventy-two Island Alliance...
"Dahuang, spit out Gu Yang's body!" Chen Changsheng said softly.
This is the corpse of a person in the middle stage of foundation building. It is such a waste to just digest it directly!
"Woof!"
Da Huang let out a soft cry, then opened his mouth wide and spat out Gu Yang, who had already turned into a corpse, mixed with Da Huang's saliva...
“How disgusting…”
Chen Changsheng glanced at Gu Yang's corpse with disdain, then activated the Corpse Collection Technique...
"Gu Yang, male, 100 years old, was swallowed by Da Huang and refined into the internal space of his body and died!"
"Last wish: To inherit the legacy of the Sanyang Patriarch, obtain the third-level demon pill from him, form the pill with external alchemy, and become the new lord of Sanyang City!"
"Corpse rating: Extraordinary 2 stars, rewards: 10 2nd level Blood Essence Pills, 6 2nd level Mana Pills, and 2 Spiritual Awareness Pills!"
This Gu Yang is actually the same age as me...
Also, does Patriarch Sanyang have a magic pill?
Suddenly, seeing this last wish mission, Chen Changsheng couldn't help but shudder...
It seems that the rumors are true...
In the last beast tide, was the third-level monster that appeared really killed by the Sanyang Patriarch?
It would be great if I could get my hands on this magic pill. Even if I don’t use it myself, it will be a great tonic for Da Huang to eat!
"Master Qingyang, male, 169 years old, died from severe injuries sustained by a spiritual weapon!"
"Last wish: The Qing family will produce another foundation-building cultivator!"
"Corpse rating: Extraordinary 2 stars, rewards: four second-level blood essence pills, three second-level mana pills, and one spiritual consciousness pill!"
The Qing family has another person who has built a foundation?
This Qingyang's last wish needs to be carefully planned...
If he wants to get the formation experience reward from Master Qingyang, he must fulfill this last wish!
Fortunately, he still had some Foundation Establishment Pills. If he made some arrangements, he would have a chance to complete it...
"Chen Feiyu, male, 122 years old, died from being struck through the body by a magical technique!"
"Last wish: Kill Shen Feihong!"
"Corpse rating: Extraordinary 2 stars, rewards: eleven second-level blood essence pills, two second-level mana pills, and one spiritual consciousness pill!"
Kill Shen Feihong?
The third disciple of Patriarch Sanyang?
It seems that there is a chance that this last wish will be fulfilled...
As long as Shen Feihong doesn't die of old age, there will be a reward no matter who kills him!
“…”
The six foundation-building cultivators in Sanyang City, one in the middle stage of foundation-building and five in the early stage of foundation-building, contributed a total of forty-one second-level essence and blood pills, fifteen mana pills, and seven spiritual consciousness pills to Chen Changsheng!
In addition to these six foundation-building monks, the bodies of five disciples of the Seventy-two Islands Alliance were also collected. Most of their last wishes were related to their families. For Chen Changsheng, he only needed to make some arrangements to fulfill them. Of course, they died for themselves, and Chen Changsheng would not treat their families unfairly. A pension of one thousand spirit stones per person was enough to comfort the deceased.
"Dust-killing Pill!"
In Chen Changsheng's hand, a round and smooth pill rolled around in his palm, emitting a rich medicinal fragrance...
"I never thought that after so many years, this pill would finally fall into my hands..."
Dust-killing pill!
Back then, Gu Yang obtained the treasure from the ruins of Qingmu Sect, but was seriously injured because of it. Unexpectedly, after so many years, it still remained in his hands and now became his trophy!
In addition to the Dust-Mieting Pill, almost all of the wealth of the six foundation-building cultivators fell into Chen Changsheng's hands.
Among the six, the one with the most wealth was the Qingyang Patriarch. His wealth alone exceeded fifty thousand spirit stones. On the other hand, Gu Yang, besides the Dust-Extinguishing Pill, had only two handy spirit weapons he had taken from his body. His storage bag was even cleaner than his face...
The other four people had an average net worth of around 20,000. After this wave of investment, Chen Changsheng's wealth increased by over 100,000, not to mention the priceless Dust-Murdering Pill in his hand...
"Like giving money?"
"hehe……"
"However, I can't stay on Lingxi Island any longer..." Chen Changsheng frowned slightly...
With the death of six foundation-building cultivators, I'm afraid Sanyang City won't let this go...
Sanyang City!
Shen Feihong locked himself in the Soul-Guiding Pavilion.
Inside the Soul Guiding Pavilion, rows of soul lamps were placed, several of which had completely gone out...
"Dead?"
“All dead!”
"Longhu, Chen Changsheng!"
Shen Feihong slammed his fist on the table...
"Third Junior Brother!"
At this moment, the door to the Soul Guiding Pavilion opened, and a figure walked in...
"Senior Brother, you are here..." Shen Feihong said lightly.
"Such a big thing has happened, how can I not come? Eighth Junior Brother is dead... Master is still in seclusion. If he knew..." Lu Miaozi shook his head slightly.
"It's my fault. I underestimated Chen Changsheng's strength, and ended up causing my eighth junior brother to lose his life in vain!" Shen Feihong whispered.
"Now is not the time to discuss right and wrong. Since its founding, our Sanyang City has never suffered such humiliation!"
"We can't just let Eighth Junior Brother's death go like this. Otherwise, how will the world view Sanyang City?"
"When Master comes out of seclusion in the future, he will be extremely disappointed in us!" Lu Miaozi said lightly.
"I want revenge, Senior Brother, I want to... do it myself!" Shen Feihong looked up at Lu Miaozi and said.
"Of course I want you to take action, but before that, I still need to find out the good news... How did Eighth Junior Brother die?"
"Besides being a formation master, what other skills does Chen Changsheng have?"
"Know yourself and your enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles!"
"Master has been in seclusion for many years now, and there is no news. Even we don't know when he will come out. It may even be..."
"At this critical juncture, countless forces are watching us. Sanyang City cannot afford to make any more mistakes!"
"Do you understand?" Lu Miaozi said in a deep voice.
Shen Feihong was surprised when he heard this...
What does this mean, Senior Brother?
Could it be that Master...may have passed away?
