Chapter 1927
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"What a powerful divine ape."
The strength of the golden corpse ape shocked Gu Fei. If he hadn't used the quintuple power of ascension, he really wouldn't have been its match.
However, the secret technique had a time limit and couldn't be maintained forever. Once the time was up, Gu Fei had no choice but to retreat.
The golden corpse ape lineage was truly worthy of being called a supreme bloodline.
Inside the cave, Gu Fei was covered in blood. From the outside, his injuries were severe, to the point of death. However, only Gu Fei knew that his injuries weren't that serious.
However, he had just exited the state of ascension, so his essence, energy, and spirit were extremely weak, causing him to look extremely exhausted.
Just as Gu Fei was about to use his Xuan Qi to heal his wounds, he suddenly felt something. Two bright eyes lit up in the dark cave.
He sensed that there were a few people walking towards the cave he was in from afar.
"Sir, there's the smell of blood nearby."
A cyan-robed cultivator suddenly halted his steps. Next, he used his nose to carefully sniff the air. There was an incomparably grim expression on his face.
"The smell of blood."
Young Master Wutian couldn't help but be shocked. Could it be that the two sect leaders had fought and both sides were injured?
Thinking of this, Young Master Wutian's eyes lit up. If it was really as he guessed, then he had gotten a great bargain.
Sect leader level existences definitely had many treasures. If that person was heavily injured and on the verge of death, then he would send him on his way and take all the treasures. If that person was only injured and hadn't completely lost his ability to fight, then he would save him.
No matter how he thought about it, it seemed to be to his advantage.
"Let's go take a look."
After thinking for a while, Young Master Wutian's eyes lit up even more.
"What …"
The three green-robed cultivators were shocked. This guy really didn't know what was good for him. No one knew the temperament of sect leader level existences. If they rashly went up and angered them, then it would be terrible.
Those sect leader level existences didn't care if you were the only son of Wutian's sect leader. If they killed you, then so be it.
"Hurry up and lead the way."
Young Master Wutian's gaze towards the green-robed cultivator turned sharp.
"Yes."
The azure-robed cultivator was helpless. He could only sniff the air and walk forward.
This green-robed cultivator had a divine nose. As long as there was a smell of blood in the air, he would be able to smell it even from tens of miles away.
It was because of this cultivator's Thousand Li Fragrance Seeking Technique that he was valued by Young Lord Wutian.
"Eh, there's a cave over there."
Very soon, Young Master Wu Tian was led to a cave by the god-nosed cultivator. The cave was pitch-black, and there were no sounds coming from within.
"The source of the blood smell is in the cave."
The god-nosed cultivator said to Young Lord Wu Tian.
"It's in the cave."
Young Lord Wutian's expression changed. He was somewhat apprehensive.
"Go in and take a look."
Young Master Wu Tian grabbed a green-robed cultivator beside him and pushed him towards the cave. He was not willing to take the risk himself.
"This …"
The green-robed cultivator's expression changed drastically. At this moment, he had already cursed eighteen generations of Young Lord Wutian's ancestors in his heart. However, he did not dare to voice his anger.
The cyan-clothed cultivator could only cautiously make his way towards the cave. When he arrived at the entrance of the cave, he saw a person sitting cross-legged inside.
Although the cave was pitch-black, once one's cultivation reached a certain level, they would be able to see their surroundings even in absolute darkness.
Young Lord Wutian and the other two cultivators stared nervously at the cave entrance.
"Young Lord, there's someone inside."
The green-robed cultivator transmitted to Young Lord Wutian.
"Dead or alive."
Young Lord Wutian transmitted back. He was concerned about the condition of the person inside the cave. If the person inside was dead, then he would be in luck.
"His breathing is weak. He seems to have suffered a serious injury."
The cultivator transmitted back.
"Haha …"
Young Lord Wutian wanted to laugh, but he quickly suppressed it. He had to be careful. He then turned to the two cultivators beside him and said, "You two go in and carry the person out."
"Yes, Young Lord."
The god-nosed cultivator and the other cultivator hurried forward and entered the cave with the first cultivator.
Soon, the three cultivators carried out a person covered in blood and tattered clothes. They realized that this person didn't seem to have any wounds on his body, and part of the blood on his clothes was golden.
"Golden blood."
Young Lord Wutian couldn't help but be shocked. Could it be that this person's opponent was a Buddhist Bhadanta?
On the Buzhou Ancestral Star, only those Buddhist Bhadanta who had cultivated the Buddhist Golden Body would have golden blood. Apart from them, no one had ever heard of such a creature having golden blood.
"Junior greets senior."
Young Lord Wutian bowed respectfully to the person covered in blood. He didn't know the other party's strength, so he naturally didn't dare to be negligent.
The "person covered in blood" didn't react at all.
"Senior."
Young Lord Wutian tried to call out, but the person remained sitting on the ground without moving.
"Could it be that this person really suffered a fatal injury?"
Experts at the Sect Master level could recover from physical injuries, but fatal injuries wouldn't necessarily appear on the body.
In other words, although there weren't any visible wounds on this person's body, his soul might have been heavily injured.
"Senior."
Young Lord Wutian called out a few times, but the person didn't respond. He glanced at the three green-robed cultivators standing next to the person.
The three azure-robed cultivators immediately searched the man's body.
Soon, the three green-robed cultivators stopped and shook their heads at Lord Wu Tian.
"What? Not a single treasure?"
Young Lord Wutian was dumbfounded. How could a Sect Master not have a single treasure on him? This person should have a Universe Pouch.
"Young Lord, what do we do?"
The god-nosed cultivator asked Young Lord Wutian.
"Hmph, a pauper who's about to die. Who cares about him? Let's go."
Young Lord Wutian was very disappointed. Sect Masters were like moving treasure vaults, but this person didn't have a single treasure on him. How infuriating.
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