NOVPUBQiu Zhongqiu was taken aback, but his smile remained unchanged as he sighed,
"You two junior brothers have worked hard. If there’s anything you need later on, just let me know."
"What are you talking about, Senior Brother Qiu? You also put yourself at risk with us this time. Your efforts were indispensable for the completion of this mission."
Ling Weizi hurriedly said.
Meanwhile, Zhang Songnian’s Spiritual Sense swept over the incoming Rogue Cultivators and he shook his head slightly,
"Enough, now that the matter of the Sen State Cultivators’ disappearance has been resolved, I shall not linger here. Take care of the rest yourselves."
After speaking, he vanished from everyone’s sight in just an instant.
Watching Zhang Songnian come and go without a trace, a hint of envy flashed through Qiu Zhongqiu’s eyes as he murmured,
"Master Song and Junior Brother Tang are indeed lucky to have stumbled upon such Dao Secret at just the right moment."
Hearing this, Wang Ba couldn’t help but ask curiously,
"Martial Uncle Qiu, did you find that big-headed Rogue Cultivator?"
"It’s not that easy. After obtaining the Dao Secret, this person has disappeared without a trace. I’m afraid he has already started his seclusion to refine it..."
Qiu Zhongqiu shook his head slightly.
Then, he glanced at the Rogue Cultivators gathered around and frowned, before turning to the crowd who had escaped from Musen Island,
"This place is too noisy; let’s all head to the Ghost Market instead."
Wang Ba glanced at the Rogue Cultivators who were cautiously approaching in mid-air and unexpectedly saw a familiar face among them.
This Cultivator had completed his Golden Core stage, with a black hairy mole on his forehead, which was quite noticeable.
"This person seems to be called... Zhang Yao?"
"He was not chosen by Rende Hall in Chen State before, and then he disappeared. It turns out he came to Sen State."
Wang Ba was somewhat surprised.
But on second thought, it was actually quite normal.
Compared to Chen State, Sen State, whether in terms of Spiritual Energy environment or the richness of resources, far exceeded it, naturally attracting Rogue Cultivators from outside.
However, as the number of Rogue Cultivators entering Sen State increased, acquiring resources became increasingly difficult.
Just like Zhang Yao, a Golden pill completed cultivator, who would have been capable of starting a sect and revered as the leader of one in Chen State.
Yet in Sen State today, in front of the Da Jin Monks, he was as timid as a bandit, even competing with other Rogue Cultivators for various Cultivation materials...
With a sigh, he stopped pondering and quickly followed Qiu Zhongqiu and the others towards the Ghost Market.
And not long after they left,
The Rogue Cultivators also surrounded Musen Island.
"The Da Jin cultivators came here specifically, there must be many secrets inside."
"Let’s go in and take a look; if you are afraid to die, then don’t cultivate!"
"Go, go, go!"
In the noise, some low-class Rogue Cultivators couldn’t hold back anymore and rushed in.
However, more Foundation Establishment and Golden Core Craftsmen remained hidden in the forest all around, watching the changes inside closely.
Zhang Yao stood in the depths of the forest, looking up at a Foundation Establishment Competitor hiding behind a tall tree, fully focused on the island of Musen.
A dark, inscrutable smile slowly spread across his face.
...
An endless green forest.
Suddenly, a pitch-black portal appeared out of thin air above an ordinary tree.
Immediately after, a huge phantom flew out of the portal.
The phantom quickly solidified, revealing the form of the black Spiritual Chicken.
It was Fanming who had escaped from Zhang Songnian’s hands!
But at this moment, its purple glow had receded, its ink-black body had lost many feathers, and its aura had weakened considerably.
After flying out of the portal, it did not dare to pause for even a moment and continued to flee rapidly toward the north.
Suddenly, a somewhat stiff human voice echoed within its body:
"You... don’t... escape... I... master... catch..."
Fanming’s form faltered, a flash of anger in its eyes, and it let out an angry sound:
"I... will kill..."
Perhaps angry that it couldn’t express the emotions in its heart, its throat suddenly made a ’cluck, gurgle’ sound.
Soon after, it spoke with a continuous voice akin to that of a normal person:
"This time it’s your master’s luck... once I completely escape the Primordial Spirit from this flesh body and rebuild my true form, I shall destroy his flesh and condemn his Soul to eternal damnation!"
"Bing 1, you too!"
In a thought, the Primordial Spirit suppressed it.
The stiff human voice inside the body then quickly fell silent and disappeared without a trace.
However, Fanming’s heart did not relax its vigilance.
That Soul of Bing 1 was like incessantly persistent lice that could never be completely eradicated as long as it lingered in this body. Regardless of what measures it took, there was no way to fully destroy it.
Usually, there was no movement, but as soon as its own strength waned, the Soul of Bing 1 would rise opportunistically.
So even though Fanming was extremely irritated, it had no choice but to coexist with it.
"It’s a pity, just a little more and I would have escaped this detestable flesh! Had it not been for that damn God-Sealing Bell and that damn Human Cultivator..."
Fanming’s heart was filled with raging emotions.
It truly was just a bit more!
It had taken so much effort and planning for so long, and yet...
"If only I could have retained the Yin Yang Qi within the Fourth-order Spiritual Chicken’s body, then if it bred offspring, perhaps I could be reborn through the bloodline!"
"That damnable Human Cultivator! Once I rebuild my true form, I will take his life!"
The more it thought, the more furious Fanming became.
But at that moment,
Fanming’s enormous body suddenly came to a halt in mid-air. 𝙣𝒐𝙫𝙥𝙪𝙗.𝙘𝙤𝙢
