For Hu Jiawei’s proposal, You Qingyi and Bi Yaoyao naturally had no objections.
Although Han Taong was sowhat puzzled, since he was the first to faint and did not participate in the subsequent battle, he wisely stayed silent.
"Alright." Lou Yi did not stand on ceremony, taking four Magical Artifacts, four bottles of Qi Absorption Pills, ten Yin Wind Talismans, and ten thousand silver, less than fifty percent, but not far off.
After killing an Evil Cultivator last ti, he already had a better quality nail-shaped Magical Artifact, making these similar artifacts unnecessary for him.
But according to You Qingyi and the others, they could be offered to the sect for contribution or bartered with fellow sect mbers.
The remaining more than fifty percent of the loot, Hu Jiawei and Han Taong took the lion’s share, while Bi Yaoyao and You Qingyi took the smaller share.
Although Inner Sect Disciple Su Yong unexpectedly died, they captured a live Evil Cultivator protector, gaining so treasures. This journey was sowhat rewarding, lightening their moods.
Just as they were preparing to return to the sect.
’Screech!’
The eagle in Lou Yi’s mind warned of danger, letting out a sharp cry.
He suddenly turned his head to look at the southeast sky and whispered, "There’s danger, quickly hide!"
"Huh?"
The group was sowhat stunned, their mood turning tense imdiately.
But before they could act, a dazzling red appeared on the horizon.
In just the blink of an eye, the red ca close to them in the sky, revealing its form.
It was a flying boat over a dozen feet long, with slender red flas burning on either side of the boat, resembling wings.
At the front of the boat stood a man in a black robe, his entire body surrounded by a blurry red glow, obscuring his features.
"A master from the Red Sun Sect is here?!" Hu Jiawei squeezed out these words through his teeth, eyes filled with despair.
The others, including Lou Yi, felt their hearts sink to the bottom.
From the scene, it’s ninety percent likely a Foundation Establishnt Cultivator; how could those present stand against that?
"Father!" In such a tense atmosphere, Bi Yaoyao suddenly waved happily at the sky.
"Huh?"
Lou Yi and the others looked at her in shock but couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief, finally relaxing.
The Corpse-Driving Sect also had Fire Foundation Establishnts, but they were all at Ten Thousand Dao Peak, rarely seen usually.
"Hmph! Do you still regard as your father?
You didn’t even inform before going on a long journey, only thinking of when in danger!"
The Fla Spirit Boat quickly descended, a middle-aged man looking around forty jumped down.
His figure was tall and strong like a Martial Artist, with prominent brow bones and a broad face. His tiger eyes seed to exude a constant air of nace, making him intimidating.
"Father, I can’t always hide under your wings, can I?" Bi Yaoyao ran up and took the man’s arm, coquettishly said.
The middle-aged man’s expression softened a little, his eyes scanning around, revealing a look of surprise.
"Quite a commotion, you do have so skills."
"It’s thanks to my amazing companions!" Bi Yaoyao praised, her gaze uncontrollably drifting towards Lou Yi.
Knowing that this person was an elder from the Ten Thousand Dao Peak of the Corpse-Driving Sect, Lou Yi and the others respectfully stepped forward to salute.
"Elder Bi!"
"Disciple greets the elder!"
Elder Bi nodded slightly, his face expressionless, displaying an air of a master.
Then, Bi Yaoyao briefly described the dangers they faced before, particularly emphasizing the despicability of the Evil Cultivators, which made Elder Bi’s face turn icy.
"Is he the Evil Cultivator?"
The Evil Cultivator protector lying on the ground like a dead dog had his Middle Dantian and ridians destroyed by Lou Yi, now even worse than an ordinary mortal.
But Elder Bi showed no sympathy towards him.
With a grasp of his hand, he brought the protector three feet in front of him, suspending him in midair.
Then, he pointed a finger at his head, the fingertip radiating an eerie black glow.
"Ah!!!"
The Evil Cultivator protector seed to encounter the most terrifying thing in the world, his face twisting to the extre, letting out a heart-wrenching scream.
In the end, there was even a foul sll, clearly him losing control of his bowels.
’Soul Search?’
The group looked at each other, understanding this was an extrely malicious technique.
The threshold for using it was very high, often requiring a Foundation Establishnt Cultivator to perform, with a significant power disparity needed between the two parties.
The one under the spell would suffer imnse ntal damage, dying on the spot was not out of the question.
Elder Bi disdainfully tossed the Evil Cultivator protector to the ground.
His fingertip released a pellet-sized red fla, which fell on him and burned fiercely, reducing him to ashes in a few breaths.
"Hmm?"
As the Evil Cultivator protector died, Lou Yi’s Attribute Panel displayed a prompt:
’Discovering pickable objects, select one from the following three options:
Energy: Ninety-one points
Slight increase in Yin Affinity
Blood Feeding Spirit Transformation Technique
Select?’
Gazing at the technique he had never heard of, the Attribute Panel provided its description.
[Blood Feeding Spirit Transformation Technique]: Refines blood spirits using one’s own essence blood, capable of turning enemies into blood water and absorbing their essence blood to grow, but the stronger the blood spirit, the greater the risk of backlash, use with caution.
’This technique is quite good, very suitable for .’ Lou Yi, seeing its efficacy, did not hesitate to choose the third option.
As for the talk of an evil technique, he did not care.
Firstly, he only needed Attribute Panel points to enhance techniques, with no need to commit nefarious deeds.
Secondly, techniques themselves have no distinction between good and evil; it depends entirely on the user’s character.
Lou Yi would not forgo using a sharp knife just because it might easily injure him.
Having obtained a new technique, Lou Yi’s mind returned to reality.
Only hearing Elder Bi saying angrily: "Those rats in the gutters need a lesson, so they know their place!"
"All of you co aboard, this old man already knows the location of their secret camp nearby!"
With that, Elder Bi summoned his Fla Spirit Boat, having Lou Yi and the others board it.
With a ’whoosh’ sound, the Spirit Boat disappeared from its spot.
Lou Yi and his group, standing on the Spirit Boat, could see the scenery below getting smaller.
Furthermore, a semi-transparent white light shield rose on all sides of the Spirit Boat, making them feel no airflow whatsoever.
The weightlessness and sudden acceleration made Lou Yi seem to find the feeling of flying in a plane from his previous life.
Of course, purely in terms of speed, the Spirit Boat seed not to lose to those comrcial airplanes.
After an incense stick of ti, they arrived above an ordinary village.
Below was a large area of dark gray adobe houses, smoke from cooking fires curling upwards, with n and won in cloth garnts occasionally seen walking on the dirt pathways of the village.
"This is the secret camp of the Evil Cultivators," Elder Bi said flatly.
The group heard this, showing surprise on their faces.
After all, from the surface, this looked like an ordinary village, with no signs of anything unusual.
Lou Yi, however, frowned.
His five senses were extraordinarily sharp; even hundreds of feet away, he could sll a faint scent of blood coming from the village.
Activating his Breathing Technique, True Strength entered his eyes, his eyes emitting a faint red glow.
The village before him turned into a gray wasteland.
But these seemingly ordinary villagers emitted a much stronger vitality than common mortals, with reds and yellows abounding in vibrant energy!
’All Qi Cultivators.’
Even if Qi Cultivators do not specialize in body cultivation, their Qi-Blood is much stronger than ordinary people.
Combined with the large amount of Spiritual Power contained within them, in Lou Yi’s eyes, having opened his Eye Acupoint, they stood out like light bulbs.
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