"You rabid dog!"
Lin Xuanji nearly broke out in cold sweat.
Although this little thing did not look big and seemed like it had just been born, it was strong and nearly yanked the folding fan away from his hands!
The folding fan in Lin Xuanji's hands had a powerful background and was a symbol of his lineage.
If he lost it, he might not be able to keep his life.
Furthermore, he could not afford to embarrass himself like that!
The more he thought about it, the more afraid he was.
What if Night Spirit snatched the folding fan away? What was he going to tell the old man?
He was going to say that the folding fan was lost and taken away by a dog …
The old man would definitely whip him to death!
At that thought, Lin Xuanji glared at Night Spirit angrily.
Naturally, Night Spirit was fearless and returned the glare.
The man and beast glared at each other. After a moment, Lin Xuanji finally gave in and revealed a friendly smile. "Rabid dog … cough, cough. Night Spirit, what do you think this is?"
With that, he withdrew a small bottle from his storage bag and removed the cork. Instantly, a rich medicinal fragrance wafted out.
There was even a faint smell of blood mixed within the medicinal fragrance.
Blood Flesh Elixir!
The Blood Flesh Elixir was created by refining the essence of a demon beast's flesh and supplemented with many spirit herbs. It was the favorite of demon beasts.
The grade of the Blood Flesh Elixir depended on the grade of the demon beast it was refined with.
The Blood Flesh Elixir before him was not of a low grade – it could be a Grade 2 or even Grade 3 elixir!
Although Su Zimo had dabbled in elixir refinement, to be fair, he could only refine Grade 1 elixirs.
Furthermore, ever since the five peaks face-off, he did not intend to spend any more effort on elixir refinement.
He had to make a choice!
As the grade of the elixir increased, the requirements for the refinement technique increased and the contents of the elixir recipe became more complicated.
Su Zimo was not a god and did not have the time or energy to do so.
The path he had to take was arduous and filled with thorns. Given the foundation of both immortality and demonic cultivation, Su Zimo could only choose weapon refinement.
If it was Linghu or little crane, they would have pounced on the Blood Flesh Elixir in a frenzy the moment they caught sight of it!
Who cares? I'll eat it first.
However, Night Spirit's reaction was very calm. He glanced at the bottle of Blood and Flesh Pills and curled his lips. His eyes were full of disdain.
"F * ck!"
Lin Xuanji was triggered.
He felt that his self-esteem had been insulted and trampled upon!
"I was actually looked down upon by a dog!!!"
Lin Xuanji was so angry that his entire body shook and his eyes turned red.
Su Zimo smiled and patted Lin Xuanji on the shoulder, saying earnestly, "You'll get used to it."
Lin Xuanji, "…"
Lin Xuanji was indignant as he took out another pile of treasures from his storage bag. There were countless elixirs and elixirs that glowed with resplendent lights and a fragrant aroma – there were even Inner Cores of demon beasts.
Night Spirit narrowed her eyes and laid lazily on Su Zimo's chest, ignoring Lin Xuanji.
Lin Xuanji felt indignant.
A moment later, Lin Xuanji could not take it any longer and crept closer to Su Zimo sneakily, whispering, "Fellow Daoist, what does this mad dog like? Tell me."
Su Zimo's heart skipped a beat as he nodded. "I can tell you, but you'll have to give me something in exchange."
"What is it?"
Lin Xuanji retreated half a step with a wary expression.
"That Minor Transference Talisman … do you have any more? Sell me a few," Su Zimo said.
Lin Xuanji nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.
When Su Zimo saw that Lin Xuanji's expression was terrible and his body was trembling, seemingly on the verge of breaking down, he added hurriedly, "I'm buying it with spirit stones, I'm not robbing you. Fellow Daoist, you're too hot-tempered. "
Su Zimo did not know how precious the Minor Transference Talisman was and merely thought that it was a type of talisman that had a price.
Lin Xuanji's mouth twitched as he glared at Su Zimo coldly. Grinding his teeth, he said word by word, "I only have one and you want a few … Do you think that Minor Transference Talismans are cabbages that can be bought by the roadside?!"
Lin Xuanji roared out the last sentence …
After roaring, Lin Xuanji panted heavily, still indignant. He looked at Night Spirit and said, "Night Spirit, your master is way too ignorant. What can you develop with him?!"
Lin Xuanji waved his arms in high spirits and declared loudly, "Let me tell you, if you follow me from now on, I guarantee that you'll have anything you want and eat anything you want …"
"Heeya!"
When he heard that, Night Spirit suddenly opened his eyes and called out softly, seemingly moved.
Lin Xuanji's voice stopped abruptly.
"Huh?"
"There's a reaction?"
Delighted, Lin Xuanji looked at Su Zimo and asked excitedly, "Fellow Daoist, what did Night Spirit say earlier on?"
Su Zimo held back his laughter and replied, "Night Spirit said that he wanted to eat dragon eggs and asked if you could get him some."
Lin Xuanji: "…"
"Y-Y-You … You guys …"
Lin Xuanji pointed at Su Zimo and Night Spirit with a trembling voice. His nose was crooked from anger.
He felt that he was going to break down if he continued to stay with this man and beast duo.
"Hmph, take care of yourselves!"
Lin Xuanji flicked his sleeves angrily and soared into the air, speeding into the distance.
"No matter what, thank you, fellow Daoist."
When Su Zimo saw that Lin Xuanji was about to disappear, he shouted hurriedly.
That was truly Su Zimo's heartfelt words.
If not for Lin Xuanji, he would have died in the primordial ruin long ago.
When he heard that, Lin Xuanji, who was initially speeding in midair, felt his legs go limp and he almost fell.
Su Zimo had gained quite a bit from this trip. Not only did he get rid of the remaining power of Blood Slave Art in his body, he even ate a dragon egg.
However, he did not gain anything.
All he did was eat some leftover egg juice …
Lin Xuanji sped against the wind and felt increasingly aggrieved the more he thought about it.
He had cultivated for dozens of years and was the successor of the top faction of Tianhuang Mainland. When had he ever suffered as such?
"That person must be the reincarnation of a jinx. Why am I so unlucky when I'm with him? A disciple of Misty Peak? Hmph, I've got to deduce what that person's background is and what secrets he has! "
With that said, Lin Xuanji took a deep breath of air and a gray haze appeared in his eyes. Gradually, it spread out and turned into a faint mist that filled his eyes.
Lin Xuanji extended his palm and his thumb touched his other four fingers repeatedly at an extremely fast speed.
A mysterious power circled around Lin Xuanji's fingertips.
"Hmm?"
A long time later, Lin Xuanji shuddered and the gray haze in his eyes dissipated. He muttered to himself in shock, "How is that possible? I can't deduce it?"
Lin Xuanji frowned with a grim expression.
"That person is only a Foundation Establishment Cultivator. How can I not deduce it?"
"That doesn't make sense."
"Could it be … that someone is hiding from the heavenly secrets?"
Lin Xuanji narrowed his eyes and murmured, "There's a supreme expert behind that lad?"
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