Yan Beihan weakly turned his head to look at Little Bear, lanting: "Little thing, what on earth did you do?"
Couldn’t help going a bit crazy.
Little Bear innocently stuck out its tongue, licked her hand, happily plopped down on its backside, and started playing with a small flower.
With its actions, it told Yan Beihan: That’s nothing! I don’t care at all!
"..."
Yan Beihan was speechless.
You don’t care, but the trouble you cause, we both have to bear!
For over half a year, the two of them lived in this cycle of being chased and escaping about every ten days. Even Fang Che was shocked.
Couldn’t imagine how there could be so many snakes in this Yin Yang Realm?
The giant pythons were always the sa, which wasn’t surprising, but the small snakes...from chopstick-thick to water-barrel-thick...there were just too many.
"Conservatively estimated, I’ve killed at least a trillion!" Yan Beihan said murderously.
"Haha..."
Fang Che, who had killed no fewer snakes than Yan Beihan, disdainfully rolled his eyes.
"It’s just strange..."
Yan Beihan muttered to herself: "Why hasn’t my bloodlust intensified? Is it due to the Yin Yang Realm or because of the Cixin wood?"
Everyone knows, with the Five Spirits Gu in you, one characteristic is that as the killing increases, so does your bloodlust, becoming more and more violent.
This is one of the important reasons why people from the Wei Wo Zheng Sect are not worried about betrayal: the Guardian won’t accept such demons who just want to kill everyone. Because their instinct for slaughter is ingrained.
And as the bloodlust intensifies, they can only kill more to temporarily calm their hearts, but over ti, their bloodlust increases.
This is a vicious cycle.
Generally, lower-tier people from the Wei Wo Zheng Sect wouldn’t care about this, only the higher-ups or wise people would deliberately control it and find ways to resolve the evil qi.
Although Yan Beihan killed snakes, which are also living beings, they naturally generate evil qi.
Though each snake generates very little evil qi and bloodlust, after killing hundreds of billions there was no reaction, which even surprised Yan Beihan.
Is it a problem with the Yin Yang Realm or Dongfang Sansan’s Cixin wood?
Fang Che, on the side, was intently studying a small plant.
He rolled his eyes in his mind.
Darn, are you still trying to increase your bloodlust?
Anyway, whether it’s a problem with the Yin Yang Realm or Cixin wood, I don’t know. What I do know is that during this ti, the Golden Horned Flood Dragon has swallowed all the death aura.
Its body is about to beco solid!
Moreover, once it cos out of hiding, it shimrs golden! This indicates that once it materializes, it will be a Golden Body!
This made the Golden Horned Flood Dragon exceedingly joyful.
I have to say, since entering here, the Golden Horned Flood Dragon has been like a dragon entering the sea, or a tiger on a mountain; it found a place that could provide ample nutrition.
Especially after Little Bear arrived, it simply beca the Golden Horned Flood Dragon’s paradise!
Whenever battles start, countless die daily.
Then after a few days of swallowing, it even has a few days for digestion.
Once digested and absorbed sufficiently, another round follows—this treatnt is simply a dream co true!
Even in dreams, it wasn’t this beautiful!
Thinking of the forr master it followed, ending up losing its life; now looking at its current master, what a difference!
If it had died a few years earlier...wouldn’t it already be a Golden Body Flood Dragon?
Thinking of this, the Golden Horned Flood Dragon felt its heart burn with passion. It beca increasingly obedient towards Fang Che.
"Fang Che, you’re progressing not too slowly."
Yan Beihan glanced mischievously at Fang Che: "You’re now at Martial Marshal Level, Third Grade?"
Fang Che surrendered with a grimace: "Save your strength for killing snakes, okay? You’re already at the Peak of Second Grade Martial Marquis, no point in beating , it doesn’t feel satisfying, right?"
Fang Che was utterly depressed for this half year.
Though his techniques and cultivation techniques were not lagging, the absolute power gap made him suffer.
Yan Beihan maintained a consistent advantage of one major grade, nine minor grades ahead of him. And this gap is increasing!
The resources she brought in her space ring are just too abundant!
Fang Che couldn’t compete at all.
Originally the difference was just seven minor grades, now it’s growing larger.
This made Fang Che realize it’s not just a resource issue; even in aptitude, Yan Beihan was surely not inferior to anyone!
Truly the cream of the crop across the entire continent!
"No way! Beating you is still enjoyable!"
Yan Beihan wouldn’t agree with Fang Che’s proposal. For her, the most satisfying and happiest ti was sparring with Fang Che—giving him a good beatdown!
Each ti she beat him furiously, her heart was imnsely satisfied.
Damn Yemo!
You’ve been deceiving all along! Even now, you’re still lying!
You really managed to resist using any cultivation techniques or moves from the Wei Wo Zheng Sect.
See if you can keep hiding! Hide, hide, hide!
The more you hide, the more perfect it is for ! Let take my frustration out properly!
This feeling of ’I know who he is, but he doesn’t know I know who he is’ brings a sense of intellectual superiority, and the satisfaction of an ’intelligent person beating a fool’ by pretending ignorance...
Especially since this fool is pretending to be dumb...if he honestly admitted it directly, and stopped hiding, his situation would improve a lot. And I might even be too embarrassed to beat him so hard.
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