Now, Steward Zhou was in a dilemma. A steward of the Taixia Ancient Mining had been killed. He had no choice but to pursue the matter, but he could not afford to do so.
"Yi Yun, you still have a contract with my Taixia! You actually killed my Taixia's steward! "
"So what?" Yi Yun thought nothing of it. "Taixia's contract doesn't require people to stretch out their necks to be killed, right? Knowing that Zhou Fang was trying to harm me, I retaliated by killing him. Is this a violation of the Taixia contract? "
It was reasonable that the terms of the Taixia contract were not considered overbearing. If they were overbearing, the Taixia would have disbanded by itself. No one would sell themselves to the Taixia as a slave.
Steward Zhou and Yi Yun exchanged words as they fled. The Ghost experts were right behind them. Yi Yun did not believe that he would be treated as one of the Ghosts just because he had killed Zhou Fang. Furthermore, Yi Yun had no intention of mingling with the Ghosts.
Steward Zhou was infuriated by Yi Yun's words. Seeing how Divineheart and the Ghost Godly Monarchs were locked in battle, it was impossible for them to count on Divineheart to help them.
He could not continue fleeing. If he did, the people of the Taixia Ancient Mining would be scattered.
Although the inner valley was not as foggy as the outer valley, the suppression on perception was the same. Once people were scattered, it was nearly impossible to gather them again.
When that happened, the entire Taixia Ancient Mining would probably be left with Divineheart and a few stewards.
A lone commander!
If he lost all the middle-level elites he had brought with him in one fell swoop, as the leader, he would not be able to absolve himself from the blame!
Steward Zhou looked at Yi Yun again and saw that Yi Yun was escaping extremely easily. Although the Ghost Lords behind him constantly attacked him, they were easily resolved by Yi Yun.
"This punk definitely has the strength to counterattack. He just doesn't want to!"
With this in mind, Steward Zhou turned anxious and furious. "Yi Yun, you at least have a contract with the Taixia Ancient Mining! Not only did you not help Taixia Country, you even killed the steward of Taixia Country. Now that you have spare strength to help us resist ghosts, you just watch the show here. Don't you think you've gone too far! "
At that moment, Yi Yun had just blocked a red beam from a Ghost Lord. He sneered and said, "Steward Zhou, it's true that I have a contract with Taixia, but you seem to be mistaken about something. I didn't leave Taixia on my own accord. Instead, it was you who identified me as a traitor and chased me out. In addition, the contract I signed with Taixia goes like this —"
"Taixia Country has recruited me as a low-level miner. My salary is the same as that of a low-level miner. In the future, I could be promoted according to my performance for 100 years."
"I'm still a low-level miner in Taixia Country. The salary that I've received from Taixia Country is just over 10 kg of coarse ores. I've done my job and will hand some ores to Taixia Country."
"What else do you want me to do? Could it be that you want to hire a warrior who can help you fight seven or eight Ghost Lords with just over 10 kg of coarse ores? Furthermore, you want to hire him for a hundred years? "
Yi Yun's rhetorical question was filled with clear mockery. Steward Zhou's expression sank. Yi Yun was not acting unless he saw a rabbit. He was currently embroiled in a battle with the Ghosts, but he was neither attacking nor escaping. Instead, he was following the Taixia team. Clearly, he was waiting for the best offer!
Such actions were just too despicable!
However, Steward Zhou did not say a word. He knew that Yi Yun was standing on the side of reason.
His Taixia had not treated Yi Yun well, so why would Yi Yun help them?
Furthermore, experts who could fend off several Ghost Lords simultaneously were at the level of consecrated Elders in Taixia. And the salary of consecrated Elders was not something that could be measured with Chaos Ores.
"Very good of you!" Steward Zhou said through clenched teeth. "What do you want in return?"
Yi Yun smiled and said, "I want a Blood Essence Pill! A Blood Essence Pill that can be used by Godly Monarchs! "
"What did you say?" Steward Zhou's heart skipped a beat. A Blood Essence Pill was a pill specially used to replenish one's blood essence. Typically, high-level warriors would consume a Blood Essence Pill to replenish their blood essence if they were forced to burn their blood essence.
However, for high-level human warriors, it was very difficult to replenish their blood essence once they burned it. It required all sorts of special natural treasures, each of which was priceless. They had to be refined using special methods.
A Godly Monarch level Blood Essence Pill basically needed a Godly Monarch alchemist to refine it. Its price was obvious.
"Who do you think you are? So what if you can easily kill Zhou Fang? You want a Godly Monarch level Blood Essence Pill? What a joke! Even the few consecrated Elders of Taixia would not be able to earn that much in a collective effort! "
If Steward Zhou was not worried that Yi Yun would cause trouble for his side, he would have cursed out loud. Yi Yun was demanding an exorbitant price.
"Consecrated Elders? As long as you aren't at the Godly Monarch realm, I don't think much of it. All I want is a Godly Monarch Blood Essence Pill. If you find it unacceptable, forget it, "Yi Yun said indifferently.
The Godly Monarch Blood Essence Pill was naturally for Lin Xintong. It was fine even if he could not obtain it this time. He could still obtain it if he spent some time.
After Yi Yun said that, he slowly left the Taixia group. He did not plan on accompanying them.
"Insolence!" Steward Zhou clenched his teeth. From Yi Yun's words, it seemed like he thought nothing of the consecrated Elders of Taixia.
"Ah, ah, ah!"
A few tragic cries sounded as a few more people from the fleeing Taixia group died tragically.
What was terrifying about the Ghosts was that they could devour the souls of warriors from other races to enhance their ability to sustain combat. They did not rely on Chaos Ores that much.
If this continued, the people from Taixia Ancient Mining would be nearly wiped out. Even the few stewards might die here.
If they lost their lives, what was the point of keeping their wealth?
Even if they knew that they were profiting from their misfortune, all they could do was pinch their noses and accept it. With this in mind, Steward Zhou gritted his teeth and said to Yi Yun, "Nine-heart Life Rejuvenation Pill! It's your turn! "
Steward Zhou did not expect Yi Yun to truly fend off the Ghosts. He only hoped that he could stall for time and give them a breather.
"Nine-heart Life Rejuvenation Pill is not bad!" Bai Yueyin said in Yi Yun's mind. There were only a handful of Godly Monarch Blood Essence Pills in the Chaos Heavens. Bai Yueyin believed that it was impossible for Yi Yun to have heard of them.
"Alright!"
Yi Yun agreed without hesitation. He suddenly changed directions and targeted the two Ghost Lords as he charged straight at them.
The two Ghost Lords were pursuing about eight Taixia disciples. One of them was a voluptuous woman dressed in a purple veil. She was none other than Yi Yun's superior's superior, Purple Light Hall's hall lord — Purple Succubus!
Back when Yi Yun first arrived in Taixia, Purple Succubus had been the one who paid him his salary. Yi Yun had chosen the two Ghost Lords partly because they knew each other.
At that moment, Purple Succubus no longer had her usual coquettish and alluring charm. She had just witnessed a few Taixia warriors who were also hall lords die.
Some of them had been penetrated by the Ghost Lords' beams of light, turning into dried corpses. Some were devoured by the Thousand-eyed Mo, their souls imprisoned in the Thousand-eyed Mo's body, suffering eternal torment. There were others who were severely injured and were devoured cleanly by the ghosts that pounced at them from every direction.
Such a way of dying left one's scalp tingling! Purple Succubus would rather have her soul dissipate than die in such a manner.
At that moment, Purple Succubus's face was pale. Her Yuan Qi was nearly drained and she felt despair. She did not notice what was happening with Steward Zhou several kilometers away.
Seeing a Ghost Lord charge at her with more than a hundred haunted ghosts, Purple Succubus planned on burning her blood essence to fight the haunted ghosts. But at that moment, a mystical cold beam flashed as a terrifying destructive force blasted out.
"Boom!"
Space shattered as the ghostly aura that filled the sky was swept up by the destructive vortex. With a series of shrill wails, hundreds of haunted ghosts were reduced to ashes!
As for the sword beam, it did not lose momentum as it stabbed straight at the Ghost Lord's body!
"Peng!"
The Ghost Lord let out a shrill roar as he used the red beam of light emitted from his glabella to block the sword beam. However, the destructive force was extremely tricky. A sliver of the destructive force penetrated his body through the red beam, causing his soul to quiver violently as though it had suffered immense damage.
"Oh?"
A bloodlust flashed in the Ghost Lord's red eyes as he turned his head abruptly and saw Yi Yun approaching him on the cauldron.
"Do you only know how to shoot these ghostly beams of light? There's nothing new about them. "
As Yi Yun spoke, he slashed down with Mirage Snow. With this slash, a Dragon Emperor phantom appeared behind Yi Yun. His surging lifeblood powers were infused into the strike!
Lifeblood powers were most harmful to ghosts! Humans had weak lifeblood, so they were perfectly countered by the Ghosts. This was also why Taixia was no match for the Ghosts.
"Peng!"
The two Ghost Lords attacked Yi Yun together, but as Mirage Snow slashed down, the terrifying lifeblood powers surged at them like a tidal wave. It instantly tore through their protective ghostly auras!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Yi Yun's lifeblood powers enveloped them as the two Ghost Lords felt like they were burning in a pool of magma. Even with their cultivation levels, they found it difficult to withstand the terrifying energy that resembled a scorching sun.
Their souls were constantly being battered, but at that moment, Yi Yun had already appeared in front of them with his sword.
"Cha!"
With a horizontal slash, the two Ghost Lords' heads were lopped off!
However, Ghost warriors were dead to begin with. They were different from humans. Humans were basically dead once their heads were lopped off. But for the two Ghost Lords in front of them, even after their heads were lopped off, there were still sticky blood threads connecting them to their bodies. It was like a lotus root that was still connected by a broken thread.
Under the tugging of the blood threads, their heads showed signs of healing.
Yi Yun sneered.
"Boom!"
The terrifying Heretical God Fire Seed blasted out as a sea of fire gathered from every direction, enveloping the two half-dead Ghost Lords.
With the destructive powers inside and the Heretical God Fire Seed burning on the outside, the two Ghost Lords cried out in pain. Instantly, they were reduced to ashes amidst the flames.
In just seconds, two of the twelve Ghost Lords had been slain by Yi Yun!
At that moment, the Taixia disciples that were being pursued by the Ghost Lords were still in a state of shock. And among them, Purple Succubus was looking incredulously at the young man who had slain two Ghost Lords.
"You … You are … Yi Yun!?"
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