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Fang Feiyu's heart finally settled down.

With the trump card in hand, as long as he is still here, whoever comes will die when they merge.

Self-destruction?

It's too low. It's too late to self-destruct in this era.

Directly detonate the spiritual vein.

The method of condensing spirit bodies and the secret technique improved by Bai Qiao opened the door to a new world for Cheng Qian.

Self-destruction has disadvantages and its lethality is limited.

It's okay to just destroy the body.

The higher the realm, the more mysterious the cultivators become. What if they fail to self-destruct one day?

What if there is some secret magical power that can break through the soul-binding technique?

The world of cultivating immortals is so vast that there is truly nothing strange.

Detonating the spirit vein is very good.

The prototype of the spirit is equivalent to a button. Once the clone dies, the mark attached to the prototype of the spirit will naturally disappear.

The prototype of the spiritual body was conceived by the spiritual vein. Not to mention that there are very few cultivators who make a special trip to explore the spiritual vein. Even if there are, it would be difficult to be discovered if he does not explore carefully.

The trump card of future clones will be +1.

As for destroying spiritual veins and the environment for cultivation, wouldn’t all the clones die in that?

What else do you want? One is not enough. I’ll make another one for you. That’s okay.

Fang Feiyu's journey to the path of magic was fruitful.

While he was happily calculating, Leng Yuanzhou appeared at the bottom of the pit.

At this moment, Leng Yuanzhou was already a demon cultivator at the first level of the Nascent Soul stage.

"Master, Yuan Zhou has fulfilled his mission."

"Yes, your aura is very solid. It seems that you have been at the peak of the Golden Core for a long time and your foundation is very deep."

"The Yuan Zhou Dynasty is what it is today, all thanks to the Sect Master."

"Have you heard about the sect's affairs?"

"I heard from my disciples."

"From now on, you will be the elder of the sect, assisting the deputy sect leader Le Yi in handling the affairs of the sect."

"As the master commands."

In the Qiling Demon Cave, the deputy sect leader Le Yi is currently leading several cultivators to collect debts from several Nascent Soul forces in the Demon Cave.

Having been on the battlefield between good and evil for a hundred years, he never thought that one day he would become the deputy leader of a demon sect.

From being vulture-like cultivators on the battlefield between good and evil, they have transformed themselves into regular troops.

Although he has entered the evil path, his reputation is better than that of the Jie Xiu.

In the past six months, he has been walking with a breeze.

After he handed over the Blood Soul Crystal, Sect Leader Fang released half of his imprisoned Nascent Soul.

Although it was only half, that kind of freedom made him feel very refreshed.

Half freedom is also freedom. Although the Nascent Soul is still locked, the Dantian can function normally. Except that the Nascent Soul cannot leave the body and escape in times of danger, there is no other difference.

I heard that those foreign Yuanyings gathered together to discuss how to deal with the sudden changes in the Qiling Demon Sect.

Today, he, the deputy leader of the Qiling Demon Sect, has come to help the Blood Sea Demon Lord collect his debts.

Zhu Kairong, the new owner of the Disha Spring, who was speaking, stopped.

"My fellow Taoists, people from the Seven Ridge Demon Sect are here."

"You come with bad intentions."

"What should we do?"

"If we go out to kidnap people, we will definitely be hated by other forces. We should think about it. Can we give up some benefits?"

Several Yuanyings communicated quickly with each other.

There's absolutely no trace of the intensity of the shoving and pulling that went on just now.

"Let's fight back and see what they say."

Le Yi walked in towards the group of people with a square step and an arrogant look on his face.

"Oh, you are all here. I don't have to go through all the trouble of looking for you guys."

"I wonder what Deputy Sect Master Le wants to talk to us about?"

"Don't pretend to be ignorant when you know the truth. When will you send the monks you owe to my master?"

Several Nascent Soul cultivators talked to each other, discussing their difficulties.

Zhu Kairong sat there, holding a bowl of spiritual tea and took two sips.

Watching this scene with joy.

Le Yi realized that these foreign monks were probably going to default on their debts.

It’s okay for Zhu Kairong, his cultivation level is there for everyone to see.

It would be fine if I ignored the Seven Ridge Demon Sect, but what are you guys thinking?

He didn't say anything more and just turned and left.

He had a guess.

"You mean, these foreign monks have banded together and are relying on Zhu Kairong to establish their own sect in this Seven Ridge Demon Cave?"

Well, this possibility cannot be ruled out.

This group of evil cultivators really are not as safe as the righteous cultivators.

Making trouble every day.

It's been a short while since I paid attention to them, and they're already causing trouble again.

Fang Feiyu stood up and said to Le Yi.

"Set up a table of spiritual food in the largest restaurant in the Demon Cave."

"Invite these foreign monks here."

"What do you mean?"

"Invite me, chop off my head, and keep it as a spirit animal."

Le Yi felt it was impressive and quickly went to make arrangements.

That night, at the second floor of the largest restaurant in the magic cave.

The people with the highest status in the Qiling Demon Cave were all sitting here.

The leader of the Seven Ridges Demon Sect, the Blood Sea Demon Lord who was said to be cultivating monks alive, sat in the main seat.

Sitting next to him was Zhu Kairong.

Zhu Kairong was very considerate and arrived earlier than Fang Feiyu.

"I'm very happy that Sect Master Fang invited me here. It means that Sect Master Fang still wants to talk."

No one present expected that Zhu Kairong would be so direct.

"Hahaha, does Brother Zhu Daoist have something to rely on?"

"As I am alone and seeking to become a god, I have to be bolder and try to gain more benefits."

"Brother Zhu is very honest, but he is still too timid, unlike us demon cultivators."

"What do you mean?"

"Are you satisfied with a small Disha Spirit Spring?"

Before Zhu Kairong could speak, Fang Feiyu had already answered for him.

"If you can't satisfy me, sooner or later, you and I will have to fight each other."

"I don't mind. The worst that can happen is that I will tell the old Demon Lord Corpse Nightmare that I am incapable of controlling his corpse breeding ground."

“I just don’t know if Fellow Daoist Zhu will still have a chance to break through to the Spiritual Transformation stage after I’m gone.”

Zhu Kairong scratched his head.

The Corpse Nightmare Demon Lord has been brought up again, but fortunately he is not really without support, and there is a powerful force behind him to rely on.

"Then there is no need for you to worry about it, fellow Taoist."

Fang Feiyu's heart moved, thinking that he had found a backer behind him.

Who is it that can mess around in the corpse breeding ground of the Corpse Nightmare Demon Lord? Isn’t he afraid of becoming the base of the formation?

Seeing how confident this old guy is, there must be a force similar to the Demon Lord behind him.

Is it a grudge among the bosses?

"That's good, that's good, come on, today is my treat, everyone eat first, and then we can talk after eating."

Zhu Kairong still did not move, and the Nascent Soul below did not move either.

Fang Feiyu picked up the spiritual dish with a smile.

Ignore them.

"It tastes good."

It's like performing a one-man show.

But Fang Feiyu didn't care at all.

"What do you want, Mr. Zhu?"

A smile appeared on Zhu Kairong's lips. He won this time. He thought the person behind the scenes should be able to see his value.

Although he didn't know why the person behind the scenes wanted to give Sect Leader Fang a warning and teach him a lesson.

He had no way to refuse and could only carry out the order because the other party was too powerful.

The reward was a lot, as long as he completed the tasks assigned to him and struck a blow to Fang Feiyu's arrogance.

From now on, half of the profits from the Qiling Demon Cave will belong to him.

He didn't think Fang Feiyu could offer a higher price than this.

"I want the Seven Ridge Demon Cave."

Hiss~ The sound of Yuanying people gasping for air could be heard at the wine table.

Even the people who followed Zhu Kairong were very surprised, so surprised that they secretly mobilized their spiritual power.

Zhu Kairong's appetite is too big. Is this what you mean by seeking one or two benefits?

Isn't this just a way to end the negotiation?

Who on earth did this old fellow find to be so powerful?

The name of the Corpse Nightmare Demon Lord is a bit difficult to use.

These Nascent Souls had all kinds of speculations in their minds.

Fang Feiyu smiled, picked up a glass of wine, tilted his head back and drank it all.

Le Yi hid the magic weapon behind his back, waiting for Sect Leader Fang to smash the cup as a signal.

"Hahaha, this is a bit like our practice of magic."

"Fellow Daoist Zhu, your vision is too narrow."

"I can give you both the Seven Ridge Demon Sect and the Demon Cave. How about that?"