Then, more than a dozen terrifying auras of blood shot through the sky, even that eerie white fla was blown almost out.
"So many Blood Refining Martial Artists!"
"I didn’t expect that an old man with half a life left could still make the Profound Bird Guard of the Prefecture City of White Dao co out in full force to hunt down."
"Li Chengfeng!"
"Old man, should I feel honored?"
The withered old man looked toward Li Yanran, and beside her stood a man about sixty or seventy years old, wearing a deep green robe of the Profound Bird Guard.
"Your Li Family is truly a good dog of Emperor Tianwu Xia Mingyue!"
"The things she’s done, I’m afraid even those influential families like yours can’t sit still anymore."
"Heh heh!"
"With the heaven and earth changing drastically, the frequent appearances of the extraordinary and demonic beasts are all her doing."
"I want to see how long your Profound Bird Guard can hold out!"
The withered old man’s words were filled with madness, seemingly trying to provoke the man in green.
Because he knew the strength of Li Chengfeng before him, a formidable opponent in the Inner Qi Great Success Realm.
As an Martial Artist in the minor success stage of Inner Qi, and without the companion White Lotus Blood Infant, he was no match for Li Chengfeng.
His only way to escape was to anger Li Chengfeng so he could seize the chance to flee.
"Nonsense!"
A white Sword Qi several ters high slashed through the air at extrely high speed, slicing through several White Lotus Sect followers before shooting towards the withered old man.
"Jinghong Swordsmanship!"
Upon seeing this Sword Qi lock onto him, the withered old man’s face changed dramatically, his aged features covered with fear.
The good news was that he had provoked the opponent.
But the bad news was that Li Chengfeng, with no hesitation, ca at him with deadly intent from the start.
"Ke ke ke!"
The withered old man’s eyes flickered with strange white light, his hands surrounded by white silk, seemingly unafraid of death, confronting the Sword Qi head-on.
Boom!
With the two colliding, a strong wind swept around, dust and smoke rolling.
The White Lotus Sect followers at the storm’s center were instantly thrown off their feet, screaming in pain.
As the dust settled, the ground revealed a deep ravine, with the withered old man standing within, smiling bizarrely.
A complete cut from head to toe marked his body, where peculiar liquid oozed, intermingling dark red blood and white liquid.
Yet, this wound which would kill an ordinary person instantly did not bring death to the withered old man.
At the wound site, tiny blood buds were starting to move, and the wound was rapidly healing.
The withered old man painfully lifted his head, showing no sign of agony but rather a strange smile of release.
"Li Chengfeng!"
"Hmph, heretical!"
Li Chengfeng, witnessing this eerie scene, showed no fear.
He did not give the withered old man ti to heal, swiftly swinging the sword in his hand again.
Instantly, several white Sword Qis wrapped in destructive force struck the withered old man again.
The withered old man’s body was instantly sliced into several pieces, the terrifying Sword Qi wantonly destroying his flesh.
Li Chengfeng focused his gaze; he sensed that the withered old man was already dead.
However, Li Chengfeng seed to rember that this old man had a companion White Lotus Blood Infant.
"Hmm?"
"Strange?"
"Where is this old man’s White Lotus Blood Infant?"
"Could it be a trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain?"
Suddenly thinking of sothing, Li Chengfeng promptly said to Li Yanran: "Yanran, temporarily take command here and lead them to destroy the remaining White Lotus followers."
"I have sothing to deal with and must leave first!"
"Yes, Mr. Fen!"
Before Li Yanran could finish, Li Chengfeng’s figure had already vanished into the night.
"Kill!"
Li Yanran coldly watched the remaining White Lotus followers, rcilessly ordering.
"Yes!"
........
The next day!
The Shen Residence!
Zhao Sheng and Qian Hao, along with Li Daren, who had lost an arm earlier, were presently in the Shen Residence’s main hall.
Of course, not only them, but Shen Yunwei, Shen Yuan, and Lu Qingqing were also there.
In the main hall of the Shen Residence, several large wooden chests were neatly placed on the ground.
Aside from one chest filled with silver, the other large wooden chests contained the precious dicinal herbs Lu Xuan needed.
"Seniors, this here is a small token from a few of us, oh no, I misspoke,
it is not only our sentint, but also the sentint of the people of Dengfeng County, to thank you for your help."
Zhao Sheng, filled with respect, spoke to Lu Xuan in front of him.
"Hmm!" Lu Xuan nodded with satisfaction; Zhao Sheng and the others’ gesture greatly pleased him.
So, to these benevolent individuals who were eager to help others, Lu Xuan graciously replied.
"Then, I must thank you gentlen, I will accept this small token."
"No, no, please, senior, have a look."
As Zhao Sheng finished speaking, Qian Hao and Li Daren beside him imdiately opened the large wooden chests on the ground.
"What a generous gesture!"
Sitting to the side, Shen Yunwei couldn’t help but exclaim at the sight.
Shen Yuan and Lu Qingqing were also astonished by the pile of items on the ground.
The dicinal herbs in those chests were, with Shen Yunwei’s experience, imdiately identified as invaluable.
They were extrely precious herbs, imbued with rich dicinal power, greatly beneficial to Martial Artists.
Even the Shen Family Pharmacy couldn’t produce such a large quantity of these herbs.
These people’s identities, Shen Yunwei had heard from Xiaoxuan, were from the Profound Bird Guard of the Prefecture City of White Dao.
No wonder they could easily present such priceless items and even gift them to Xiaoxuan.
However, Shen Yunwei didn’t know that the pile of expensive items on the ground didn’t belong to Zhao Sheng and the others.
Rather, they were willingly contributed by County Magistrate Zeng Fan after much persuasion by Zhao Sheng and others.
Of course, whether it was truly willing, only County Magistrate Zeng Fan himself would know.
Zhao Sheng and the other two waited patiently for Lu Xuan’s confirmation.
Because Zhao Sheng had a little thought today.
"Senior, we noticed you seem to require these dicinal herbs badly?"
"Hmm?"
Lu Xuan raised his eyebrows upon hearing Zhao Sheng, directly asking, "Indeed, I need these things very much. What, do you have more?"
If Zhao Sheng and the others still had these dicinal herbs, Lu Xuan expressed that he would readily accept them.
"No, no, no."
"Senior, you jest; we definitely don’t have such items."
Lu Xuan’s words gave Zhao Sheng a scare, prompting Zhao Sheng to hastily respond.
"What I ant to say, senior, is."
"While these dicinal herbs are greatly beneficial for Martial Artists, they are still vastly inferior to another kind of thing."
"Oh?"
Lu Xuan, interested, looked at Zhao Sheng, wanting to hear more from him.
"The Spiritual Objects of Heaven and Earth!"
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