Chapter 260 Fei Han

“Boom.”

“Boom.”

"Boom"

Corpses one after another were like torn sacks filled with sand, which were easily kicked away by Luo Xuanyi, falling on the open space around them and even hitting Fei Han's heart.

Apart from the sound of corpses hitting the ground, Fei Han could only hear the devil muttering to herself from time to time in the entire yard. However, every time she spoke, the yard became even colder.

"Hmm, it still doesn't work. It seems I'm too familiar with Guhu Town..."

"Let's try to build Fuji Town..."

"Hunger isn't working, soldier...it must be the effects of past experiences..."

“Boom.”

The sound was heard as the corpse fell. Fei Han looked around while praying, and was horrified to find that the only living people still breathing in the yard were him and this devil.

No, it was not certain whether this demon was a human. Fei Han was not even sure whether she was breathing, not to mention that there was a strong aura of death lingering around her body and no fluctuation of spiritual power.

What made him shrink back into the corner unconsciously was the thoughts that the devil slowly uttered.

"An uncultivated soul is still too weak. Even if it is simply drawn into the formation, it will already be half dissipated. It still needs a cultivator."

Monk, why bother to tell me which monk to use? He is the only one in the whole courtyard.

If he hadn't been afraid of attracting Luo Xuanyi's attention, Fei Han would have burst into tears. He wasn't from a family of cultivators, nor did he have any ideals of protecting the Dao. He was simply a young cultivator who had been accepted into the Black Wood Sect as a disciple by mistake in order to avoid labor service.

He could still recall the days when he first joined the Blackwood Sect. Although he was a minor outer sect cultivator, he was fortunate to have only herbs to gather and rice to eat every day. He wished he could remain an outer sect disciple forever, but unfortunately, he was still noticed by the elders of the Blackwood Sect's Poison Saint Sect and accepted as an inner sect disciple.

Fei Tong, an elder of the Poison Saint sect, said that he was indifferent to external things and was fully focused on cultivating the Poison Dao, and even gave him the same surname. However, after cultivating the Dao, he had to fast, and from then on, no one brought him food.

Although he was no longer hungry, he still wanted to eat something. However, the cycle of grains was not conducive to the purity of the six senses, and the sect was strict on it. His master had even instructed his brothers and sisters to keep an eye on him. He had no choice but to find a thousand excuses to go down the mountain to perform external tasks in order to find food.

In the end, the elders gave him a strenuous task, and he encountered such a devil, his life was in danger. If he had known this would happen, he would have been captured and sent to the army. At least Xuancheng Prefecture had been pacified long ago and there was no war. He could just kill some bandits and make a living.

Seeing Luo Xuanyi's hand stretched out, about to grab him, Fei Han shuddered and shouted loudly: "Don't kill me, I'm very useful!"

Luo Xuanyi was slightly startled, then saw Fei Han huddled in the corner. Since she arrived at Tiandao's territory, this was the first time she had heard such a righteous plea for mercy.

Seeing Luo Xuanyi looking at him with a pair of gray eyes but without any further action, Fei Han became more excited. He began to mumble everything he could think of, hoping that Luo Xuanyi would value him and keep him.

"I'm Fei Han, a disciple of Elder Fei Tong of the Black Wood Sect. I'm a direct disciple of the Poison Saint Sect's inner sect and have a wood-type spiritual root... I, I can also make poisons!"

Luo Xuanyi strolled up to Fei Han and looked down at him. Feeling the cold gaze in Luo Xuanyi's pupils wandering over his head, Fei Han shuddered and blurted out everything he shouldn't have said.

"I know what the Yu brothers are doing! I also know that the Poison Saint Sect has private connections with the Zang Yao Sect!"

It's not his fault for being so careless. Fei Han secretly glanced up at Luo Xuanyi's face, thinking to himself, All he wanted in life was to eat and drink his fill and live to the day he died. It was they who had dragged him into this dispute.

Luo Xuanyi pondered for a moment, then suddenly laughed out loud: "Do you want to prove that you are indeed useful? Do you want me to keep you?"

"Yes, ah no, that's not right." Fei Hanyu nodded incoherently, "As long as you let me survive, I'll tell you everything you want to know! I know a lot of secrets about the Black Wood Sect!"

"I see."

The previously cold voice seemed to take on a gentle smile. Fei Han looked up and saw Luo Xuanyi's lips curled up, her eyebrows curved, and he suddenly felt dazed.

"Since you know so much, why don't I search your soul?"

She said with a smile.

Yes, why didn't I think of that? Fei Han was shocked, cold sweat dripping down his face, and immediately gave up all the thoughts in his mind.

Luo Xuanyi folded her arms and looked down at Fei Han's pale face. She looked relaxed, but she was thinking carefully in her heart.

It wasn't that she didn't want to use the soul-searching technique, but it required at least ten living souls. The two living souls she had in her formation would be used for enlightenment later. The dozen or so people she had just killed with the formation didn't have the Ronggui technique to intercept their souls, and their souls had all returned to reincarnation.

However, Luo Xuanyi was still interested in what Fei Han said about the Black Wood Sect and the Zang Yao Sect. Why not go and rob a few more people and kill them, then perform soul-searching techniques...

Living Souls are incredibly useful, so we need to create another 20,000 or 30,000 of them as soon as possible. The area around Longlan City is probably in chaos right now, so we should head south to Fanghui City, where there are several other cities with populations of over 10,000.

Luo Xuanyi was thinking about where to get the materials. In Fei Han's eyes, his life was about to end.

No, I can't just sit there and wait for death. But I can't win the fight, so what should I do?

Where on earth did this demon come from? Fei Han felt that he had never used his brain so much in his life. His spirit was tense, and countless images flashed through his mind. Suddenly, he exclaimed "Ah" and said excitedly: "You are the demon cultivator Shen Ranming!"

Guhu Town is also considered as one of the southern towns under the jurisdiction of Longlan City. She is a female demon cultivator with black hair and gray robe. Who else could she be but someone from Fuwen Tower!

Recalling the information in the Fuwen Tower, Fei Han grabbed at straws as if grasping a lifeline, and said fiercely: "I glanced at the information on the Fuwen Tower. You want the materials, right? I can get them for you!"

"I have enough low-end materials." Luo Xuanyi attacked him mercilessly. She found that as long as Fei Han panicked, he would find the value himself.

Fei Han was full of confidence. If it weren't for the death aura that was holding him back, he would have patted his chest to express his determination: "It's not low-end materials. The things I can get must be something that the trading house doesn't have!"

"I can get you a live half-sky beast!"

Second update~ This guy Fei Han can still live for a while. He is the funny guy hh