nashuaworldcup Chapter 216 Low-key?
Chapter 216 Low-key?
"Have you ever heard of half-demons?" The monk surnamed Yin saw that everyone had different expressions and chuckled:
"You haven't heard of the half-demon, but you should have heard of the Saintess of the Devouring Demon Sect."
"The Saintess of the Devouring Demon Sect, in the human-demon battlefield, broke through from the middle stage of foundation building to the golden elixir stage of demon cultivation in less than three months?"
Apparently someone had heard of it.
Luo Shan and Ling Wanran listened silently, and they looked at each other with strange expressions.
From the middle stage of foundation building to the golden elixir, he broke through in succession within three months. When did it become so easy to break through from foundation building to the golden elixir?
Even though Luo Shan had a feeling that he was about to break through, he still stayed in the witch's tomb for a year, and with the help of the Yin-Yang Pearl, he finally broke through to the golden elixir stage.
"Exactly. Do you know why she was able to break through so quickly?"
The male cultivator named Yin lowered his voice and glanced at everyone.
"We naturally don't know this. Since you know it, just tell us directly."
"Could it be related to her half-demon bloodline?"
Someone speculated.
"You don't know that the Saintess of the Devouring Demon Sect no longer has the half-demon bloodline in the Absolute Spirit Land."
"I heard that it was the half-demon bloodline that was removed from the monsters in the Land of Absolute Spirits."
"Monsters are different from us humans. They have a treasure in their hearts since they were born."
The male cultivator named Yin spoke in a lower voice, looking at everyone without blinking, with a smile on his face:
"I heard that the higher the level of a monster's cultivation, the more powerful the treasures in its body. As long as you kill those monsters, get those treasures, and absorb the energy inside, your cultivation will increase rapidly."
After hearing this, Luo Shan didn't want to listen anymore. It was impossible to absorb the magic crystal energy in the monster's body without the Yin-Yang Pearl.
Most of the magic crystal energy bodies she obtained were absorbed by the Yin-Yang Pearl, and only 1% was given back to her.
But how did this person hear this? What is his purpose in saying this here?
"Fellow Daoist Luo, this man is from your tribe in Southern Xinjiang. How could he know so much?"
Ling Wanran whispered, obviously realizing that something was wrong.
"His clothing does not have any tribal totem symbols, so I can't tell where he came from."
Luo Shan shook his head: "Should we capture him and search his soul?"
Ling Wanran: “…”
Is it so rough?
"That's not a good idea." Ling Wanran hesitated. If the other party also heard it from hearsay, wouldn't that be a misunderstanding?
"Then just ask directly." Luo San's proposal was rejected, so he decided to be more direct.
"That's fine too." Ling Wanran nodded.
After saying that, the two of them walked towards the group of people.
The cultivators on this magic ship are all in the foundation-building stage. However, the presence of two women, Luo Shan and Ling Wanran, who are in the late foundation-building stage and look very young in bone age, still attracted a lot of attention.
The male cultivator named Yin saw the two female cultivators at first sight after he boarded the Dharma ship. After all, they were both good-looking and had high cultivation levels, so he naturally would not ignore them.
"Fellow Daoist, my last name is Ling. Excuse me, how did you know what you just said?" Ling Wanran bowed and looked directly at Luo Shan:
"This Taoist friend's surname is Luo. We are very interested in what you just said. I wonder if you can help us solve our doubts."
The male cultivator named Yin remained calm, looking at Ling Wanran and said:
"Fairy Ling, why do you ask this?"
The female cultivator did not ask whether the matter was true or not, but instead asked him where he got the news from. It seemed that these two people might know something.
"This matter was told to me by a fellow Taoist from the battlefield in the Western Regions." However, since the other party asked, he naturally would not hide it.
Ling Wanran frowned. Friends on the battlefield in the Western Region?
"Your friend told you about this. Since you didn't see it with your own eyes, how can you tell whether it is true or not?" Luo San interrupted directly, looking at the male cultivator named Yin with a scrutinizing look.
"Since you don't believe it, just think that I told you an interesting story. Why do you say that?" The male cultivator named Yin looked displeased.
"If you don't believe me, go to the battlefield in the Western Region and kill the monsters, then you will know whether what I said is true or not."
Yin's words made all the cultivators on the boat nod their heads, and they all looked at Luo Shan and Ling Wanran with displeasure.
They were talking peacefully when these two female cultivators came over and spoiled their mood. Fortunately, Brother Daoist Yin had a good temper, otherwise they would have probably started a fight.
Luo Shan and Ling Wanran looked at each other, said nothing, and turned into the cabin.
For the next month and a half, neither of them went out, and the flying magic ship slowly landed on an open space in Fengsha City.
The two men got off the Dharma ship, but did not leave. Instead, they stood not far away, watching the people on the ship.
After the male cultivator named Yin got off the magic ship chatting and laughing with a group of cultivators, Luo Shan and Ling Wanran looked at each other and followed them slowly.
The male cultivator named Yin brought three foundation-building cultivators and flew directly towards Fengsha City, with Luo Shan and Ling Wanran following closely behind.
There are only a few mountains between here and Fengsha City. It only takes a few cups of tea for a foundation-building cultivator to fly over.
In Fengsha City, all major forces from the four worlds gathered here. At this moment, the city gate was wide open, and a cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage was sitting beside it.
The man named Yin, who was practicing flying instruments, arrived at the city gate, and several people lined up and entered the city one after another.
Luo Shan and Ling Wanran followed behind without leaving a trace. Finally, they saw people arrive at a remote courtyard. Luo Shan asked Ling Wanran to stay there while she returned to the Corpse Puppet Tribe's camp and informed the tribe leader of the matter.
But as soon as she turned around, she stopped.
The monks who had originally entered the courtyard surrounded them.
"You have followed us for so long, what is your purpose?" The male cultivator named Yin said with a cold face, and after saying this, he winked at those people.
The four of them approached slowly, each holding a magical weapon in their hands.
"Corpse Puppet Tribe, Poison Scorpion Tribe, seeing that you have reached the late stage of foundation building, I think your status in your tribe is not low." As the male cultivator named Yin said this, a dagger as black as ink appeared in his hand.
"It's really troublesome. Let's catch them. It's fine as long as they are not dead." As long as they are not dead, their life plates will not be destroyed. In this way, the old guys in the tribe will not be alerted.
"There should be some good things in the storage bags of these two female cultivators. Let's subdue them first." Several people looked greedily at the storage bags of Luo Shan and Ling Wanran, especially Luo Shan. Since he was a cultivator from the Corpse Puppet Tribe, he must have good things in them.
"Do it!"
At the command, five people took action. Ling Wanran was not panicked at all. After all, she was in the late foundation building stage, unlike Fellow Daoist Ke Luo.
Soon, the five foundation-building monks also felt something was wrong, but by the time they realized it, it was too late.
"You! You are not a cultivator in the late Foundation Establishment stage!" The male cultivator named Yin said in shock.
"When you are out, you should keep a low profile." Luo San nodded affirmatively and replied.
Her words left Ling Wanran, who was standing silently aside without contributing anything, speechless.
It seemed that, from the time she had known Fellow Daoist Luo until now, she had never seen him being low-key.