"Hand him over to you?" Lonemoon laughed coldly. "And then let you blood sacrifice him again? Which one of your sect's cultivation level will be promoted this time? "
Everyone's expression changed instantly, a trace of panic flashed across their eyes simultaneously, and they immediately became even angrier. "What nonsense are you talking about!" They naturally could not admit to such things, the murderous aura on the Traveling Immortal intensified. "You heretic cultivator, don't spread lies here!"
"Whether I'm spreading lies or not, you know best in your hearts." Judging from their reactions just now, these people all knew about the blood sacrifice of the fatty. Thinking of this, his expression became even colder. "Using other people's flesh and blood to increase your cultivation, you actually dare to call yourselves a righteous sect? Ridiculous!"
"Don't twist the truth here, hurry up and hand over Hui Ze!" That person was so angry that his face turned red, and his gaze became even fiercer.
"What, you're not calling him Sect Master now?" Lonemoon's eyes darkened. "Who is twisting the truth, why don't you go back and ask that cultivator who just ascended to Soul Formation but was punished by heaven."
Everyone was stunned, as if they were poked at something, and their faces turned pale. They must be thinking about the appearance of the divine dragon and the lightning punishment.
"Let me give you a piece of advice, if you do too many immoral things, one day you'll meet … a cheat!"
Everyone's expression became more and more ugly, the Traveling Immortal's eyes wandered for a while, and then immediately said loudly, "You don't have to be alarmist here, your Spirit Qi has been sealed, no matter how powerful you are, don't even think about moving a step. Hurry up and hand him over! "
"Is that so?" Lonemoon smiled at that person, without a trace of panic on his face.
"No need to talk nonsense with them!" The others finally seemed to be unable to wait any longer. "Take them down first, naturally we'll be able to ask where Hui Ze is!" With that said, they directly mobilized their Spirit Qi to attack, and for a moment, the sky was filled with the light of spells.
Lonemoon looked directly at Yi Qing and said, "There's enough trouble today, I don't want to fight anymore, I'll leave Chef to you!"
"Mm." Chef nodded, and after some thought, he added, "Compensation for food expenses?"
"In your dreams, get lost!"
"Oh." Master, I've tried my best.
Shen Ying: Evil capitalists!
In the next moment, a terrifying pressure that they had never seen before suddenly enveloped the entire immortal city. Before the Soul Formation and Traveling Immortals in the sky could react, they felt the Spirit Qi in their bodies stagnate. The Spirit Qi that was originally circulating freely dispersed, and they fell from the sky like dumplings.
Thud thud thud thud! It smashed into the ground a few times and was so deep that it was impossible to dig it out even if one wanted to. However, the pressure became even thicker, and the few of them spat out blood. Even the sky darkened in an instant. For a moment, the wind blew and the clouds surged. The entire sky was filled with thunderclouds, as if lightning would strike down at any moment.
"What … what is this?" Everyone was shocked. They had never felt such a terrifying pressure. It was not from a Soul Formation cultivator or a Traveling Deity. They even subconsciously thought that it was not the pressure of a Deity.
Lonemoon rolled his eyes at Chef. Damn it, the moment he heard that he wouldn't be compensated for his food expenses, this fellow didn't even put in his effort to fight. He actually released his divine might directly. This was practically slacking off!
He glared at the master and disciple, then stood up. The Spirit Locking Array under his feet was still lit, but it did not affect him at all. He scanned the surroundings, and his eyes fixed on a figure hiding in the alley. A stream of Spirit Qi shot out and directly pulled the person over. It was the Golden Core cultivator who owed him spirit stones just now.
Before that person could react, he was suppressed to the ground by the Spirit Locking Array under his feet. Instantly, his face was full of fear. "Se … Se … Senior, spare me!"
Lonemoon walked a few steps closer, squatted down, and said in a low voice, "Let me ask you, the finished pills in the alchemy room, where did you buy them from?"
"Wh … What?" That person was stunned, and could not react for a moment.
"Answer me honestly, and I will let bygones be bygones. If you say anything false …" He did not continue, but smiled even more amiably.
"I … I don't dare!" He thought of the miserable state of those Soul Formation and Traveling Immortals just now, and his eyes became even more frightened. After thinking carefully about his question, he said, "Pills … Pills. Oh, we are just a small pill shop under the Qi Family. We don't have much profit, so we produce and sell everything ourselves. We make losses all year round. We buy the finished pills from alchemy masters from all over the world. The sources are all different, so we buy from whoever has it. "Because they did not make money, they opened other shops.
"Then what about Qi Nourishing Pills?"
"Qi Nourishing Pills?" That person was stunned for a moment. "Qi Nourishing Pills are low-level pills, but usually alchemy masters with a bit of fame do not want to specially refine them. So only low-level disciples of various big sects will use them to practice. We also directly enter from a sect, but we do not have a fixed sect."
That was strange, where did those Soul Inducing Pills come from? And that cultivator who quickly reincarnated, how did he confirm that this shop had such special Qi Nourishing Pills?
Lonemoon frowned. He did not expect that they had made a wasted trip this time. It seemed like he had to slowly investigate this matter.
He got up and glanced at the few Soul Formation and Traveling Immortal cultivators who were about to be pressed into the ground by the divine aura. He could not be bothered anymore. He turned back and shouted, "Let's go, let's go back!"
"Oh." A certain piece of mud lying on the table slowly got up.
The three of them were about to fly on their swords when Lonemoon seemed to suddenly think of something. He turned to look at that Golden Core cultivator. "Oh yes, didn't you say you were going to collect spirit stones to pay off the debt? Have you collected them now?" Quick, pay the money!
Shen Ying: "…"
Yi Qing: "…"
Cultivator: "…"
Are you a devil?!
(⊙_⊙)
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After Lonemoon returned to the Southern Land, he continued to focus on training … oh no, on educating Fatty. Compared to the supreme-grade trash in swordsmanship, Fatty's skills in alchemy, talismans, arrays, and weapons were extraordinary.
No matter how complicated the array was or how difficult the talismans were, Fatty could learn them in an extremely short time and master them. Moreover, Lonemoon only had to teach him once for him to master all kinds of mental cultivation techniques and Dharma spells on the same day. Others would need years, decades, or even centuries to familiarize themselves with spells, but he could immediately find the key to it and use it freely.
Most cultivators had limited energy and would usually focus on one thing. Even if it was a mental cultivation technique, they would choose to focus on practicing it. But Fatty was different. He had learned everything about alchemy, talismans, arrays, and weapons. He had even practiced all kinds of mental cultivation techniques. Coupled with his five-elemental spirit root, no mental cultivation technique would reject or be incompatible with him. Every aspect was top-notch in the lower realm. He had truly achieved moral, intellectual, physical beauty … ah pui, alchemy, talismans, arrays, and weapons were all developed. There was no sign of him being biased. Apart from not being a Fiendish Cultivator, he was practically the next Boss Lan's plug-in.
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