Bang!

The massive handprint that surged forward shattered a spell that had not yet fully coalesced, revealing a flash of spiritual light.

Immediately afterwards, the large handprint slammed into Su Hongyan's chest.

puff!

Su Hongyan's chest caved in, she opened her small mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. Her body was subjected to a huge thrust, and she flew backward, crashing into a series of seven or eight large trees behind her.

Click! Click!

Seven or eight large trees collapsed, and snowflakes drifted down from the branches and leaves.

This giant handprint was Lin Xiaofei's Mountain-Turning Demon Palm.

The instant he unleashed this palm strike, Lin Xiaofei sensed that the power of the Mountain-Turning Demon Palm had increased by 20% compared to when he was at the ninth level of Qi Refining.

At this moment, Su Hongyan was lying in the snow pit, her face pale, blood spitting from the corner of her mouth, her body trembling slightly. She turned over, supported herself with her hands, and forced herself to stand up.

"Take another slap from me."

With a flash of his eyes, Lin Xiaofei leaped forward and rushed toward Su Hongyan at lightning speed, preparing to unleash another Mountain-Turning Demon Palm strike.

“Junior Brother Lin, as long as you are willing to spare me, I will serve you like a slave. I will do whatever you ask me to do, and I will even become your maid.”

Su Hongyan looked up and was terrified. She immediately begged for mercy.

You don't deserve it.

Lin Xiaofei gave a cold snort and suddenly slapped out with his palm. The black handprint instantly engulfed him and was slammed into the snow, leaving a three-zhang-deep crater.

With a quick glance, Lin Xiaofei stepped forward and came to the side of the snow pit, looking at the corpse in the deep pit.

Seeing that the other party was dead, he waved his hand and cast a spell. The spiritual light entered the corpse, and immediately, the other party's storage bag and the spiritual artifact beside him floated up and quickly flew to Lin Xiaofei's front.

The art of retrieving objects from a distance.

Then, he also took the magical artifacts, storage bags, and other items belonging to those Qi Refining cultivators.

Then, he put all the corpses into the snow pit and threw out a pale blue flame.

Sizzle! Sizzle!

The nine corpses burst into flames instantly, turning to ashes within two or three breaths.

After glancing at the ashes in the snow pit, Lin Xiaofei waved his hand, and a spell flew out, like a tornado, gathering all the surrounding snow and burying the snow pit.

Then, Lin Xiaofei glanced around and, seeing that there were no other people around, released Xueying from the beast bag.

With a leap, he sat cross-legged atop the snow eagle and soared into the sky.

However, half an hour after Lin Xiaofei left, a figure rushed out of Baixue Peak and followed the route Su Hongyan had told him, chasing all the way to a snow forest with obvious signs of a battle.

This man was none other than Fang Guilong.

Looking around, he saw no one, which made him feel uneasy. He quickly took out the communication array plate and sent a message to Su Hongyan.

However, the other party did not reply to him.

Without hesitation, he quickly examined the signs of battle on the snow.

"In this snow-covered forest, only these eight large trees are broken off. Although the surrounding area is in a mess, there are very few signs of a fight."

Moreover, this pile of snow is clearly concealing something.

After examining the traces of the fight, Fang Guilong frowned, muttered something under his breath, and with a wave of his hand, forcefully pushed aside a pile of snow more than three zhang high in front of him.

On the snow, a huge handprint-shaped snow pit appeared, and at the bottom of the snow pit, there was a small pit formed by the outline of a body.

"The outline of this small pit looks like a woman's figure?"

He spoke in a low voice, and Fang Guilong's gaze sharpened. Seeing that there were still ashes in the small pit, he was immediately startled. His brow furrowed, and his face darkened as he said, "

Could these ashes be Su Hongyan's?

After a moment's thought, and considering his inability to contact Su Hongyan, Fang Guilong seemed to have an answer in his mind, and said coldly:

Many people know I liked Su Hongyan, but now that she's dead, it seems someone didn't want to live anymore.

"After walking for a while, we found more than 1,900 low-level spiritual herbs in this snowy forest. The harvest is not bad."

Sitting cross-legged on the snow eagle's back, Lin Xiaofei flew again, glanced at the low-grade spiritual herbs in the spatial bead, and said with a smile.

"Besides the low-grade spiritual herbs dug up from this snowy area..."

This time, a total of six hundred spiritual herbs were obtained from the storage bags of Su Hongyan and the others.

In particular, Su Hongyan and the two Qi Refining Level 9 cultivators had a total of more than 480 plants in their storage bags.

The remaining hundred or so plants belonged to those cultivators at the seventh level of Qi Refining.

When Lin Xiaofei took their storage bags, he first took out the spiritual herbs from the storage bags and then planted them in his spatial plant.

"This time, in the fight with Su Hongyan, although I used the superior-grade spiritual artifact Spike Shield Spirit Light Cauldron to block all of her attacks, I found that the speed at which my spiritual energy was consumed was very fast."

Especially activating a top-grade spirit sword seems to consume one-tenth of my spiritual energy instantly. If it were to continue fighting for a long time, it would be too much for me.

Thinking back to the previous battle, Lin Xiaofei realized his own weakness.

However, he also understood that using a spiritual weapon that was far superior to his own level would naturally consume a lot of spiritual energy.

If you want to make up for this weakness, you need to improve your cultivation level or open more small dantian to expand the capacity of spiritual energy in your body.

"Fortunately, every spell I cast has reached perfection, which is something that a cultivator like Su Hongyan cannot withstand. This can be considered one of my strengths."

This time, among the loot, there were approximately ten thousand low-grade spirit stones.

Next, Lin Xiaofei took out several storage bags, counted the spirit stones, and smiled slightly.

He had used up a lot of spirit stones recently and was short of them. This new windfall naturally made him feel very happy.

Soon, he added other things to his list.

"The Fiery Wind Sword and the Silver Gang Blade are two spiritual weapons."

Unfortunately, I attacked too fiercely, and five of the smaller swords in this chain of Fiend Wind Swords have been burned. Otherwise, these ten smaller swords linked together would be equivalent to a mid-grade spiritual weapon.

This silver blade, broken in two, is unusable and can only be traded as material for a spiritual weapon. It might fetch some spirit stones, so I'll get rid of it if I get the chance.

Lin Xiaofei took out two magical artifacts, intending to check if they were still usable. After some thought, he shook his head and then looked at the other treasures.

"There are a total of twenty-one magical artifacts, including one top-grade magical artifact, eight high-grade magical artifacts, eight mid-grade magical artifacts, and the rest are all low-grade magical artifacts."

I no longer need these magical artifacts, so I have to get rid of them. I estimate I can get more than 10,000 low-grade spirit stones in return.

The remaining items, aside from a few animal hides related to magic, were mostly miscellaneous items.

Lin Xiaofei quickly took stock of the items, then put the ones he could use into one storage bag and the ones he planned to dispose of into another.

A rough calculation shows that if all the contents of these nine storage bags were sold, they could probably be exchanged for 150,000 low-grade spirit stones.