Night falls.
Yan Li was carrying a large iron shovel and digging a hole on the back mountain of Zayi Peak, while the silver and spirit stones he had collected during the day were placed on the ground next to him.
Past experience has taught her that you should never put all your eggs in one basket.
Although she had a storage ring, those things don't recognize their owners.
As a disciple of the sect, she only had the right to use it. If it were lost, it would most likely belong to someone else. It would be safer to bury it in the ground.
Just as she was satisfied with burying the things and turning to go back to her room, a sudden gust of wind made her back feel cold.
Yan Li couldn't help but rub her arms, feeling that the wind was quite eerie.
Just then, a soft laugh suddenly broke the silence of the night.
Short and urgent.
But Yan Li heard it all clearly.
Is it haunted?
Did she dig up someone's grave?
Although the sect was often haunted, that was something that happened before she reached the Foundation Establishment stage.
Almost instantly.
Looking at the pit that had just been filled with soil, Yan Li thought to herself: Maybe we should just find a place to bury her; this place is probably not safe.
In the past, she would have been used to it and ignored it.
But not today.
However, before Yan Li could dig down with his shovel again, the 'ghost' hidden in the night spoke up on its own initiative.
“Ali”.
Yan Li paused.
How could this ghost even know her name?
Could it be her enemy?
etc,
That voice sounds... familiar?
"Didn't you want to become an immortal?"
"Clinging to these things will not benefit your cultivation." After leaving today, Wen Yu originally intended for Yan Li to cultivate for a period of time first.
To solidify her position.
Unexpectedly, he had only been gone for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn when she openly attacked her senior brothers.
Does he really think he's a genius?
They still think they're invincible just because they've left their body.
One against five.
He really should praise her; she has such great abilities.
She left five of her fellow disciples, who were at the same cultivation level, without any chance to fight back, and they died silently in front of all the sect disciples, while she even collected a wave of silver and spirit stones in his name.
Does he not have it?
Does she need to rely on charity from those people?
In the dead of night, they still made sure to find a hole and bury these insignificant things. Even ghosts would find them pathetic.
She's the only one who's willing to be treated like a treasure.
If any of those people today were of a higher cultivation level than her and harbored wicked intentions, they could have attacked her en masse, and she wouldn't even know how she died.
Wen Yu originally thought she was someone who knew how to restrain herself.
After all, given her pathetic state, she's a once-in-a-century phenomenon, or at least several centuries.
But this time, they've become incredibly arrogant.
That's incredibly stupid.
"I've come up with a plan today..."
"Perhaps this can help you."
At this moment, Yan Li finally came to her senses.
Is it Wen Yu?
She slowly turned around and saw Wen Yu, dressed in white, standing not far from her, looking perfectly normal.
If he hadn't been holding that spirit sword in his hand.
Yan Li would probably rush over without hesitation.
She hugged his leg and cried, "Master, you are like my second parents!" Then she begged him to tell her the method.
But now, she only hates herself for being greedy. If only she had stayed in the hut, she might not have run into Wen Yu.
But Yan Li had already forgotten.
Wen Yu came specifically to find her. Even if she hid, he could dig three feet into the ground and find her if he wanted to.
She stood there, stunned, staring at the spirit sword.
It is deep red all over.
It's unknown how much blood of cultivators it has been stained with.
At that moment, Wen Yu raised his sword.
In an instant, Yan Li felt stunned by the killing intent, unable to move her legs, and the color drained from her face, turning her pale.
"Master?"
She wanted to cultivate immortality, but she didn't intend to ascend to heaven in this way.
Yan Li couldn't figure out where she had offended Wen Yu; she only felt that the ever-approaching killing intent made it impossible for her to breathe.
Almost subconsciously, she channeled her spiritual power, wanting to resist, struggle, and even flee at all costs.
She underestimated the will of Heaven.
I was actually fooled by it, thinking that this time would be different.
But Wen Yu seemed to see through Yan Li's thoughts. When she saw Yan Li use her spiritual power, the smile on her lips gradually faded, and her eyes turned cold.
The oppressive aura of a Nascent Soul cultivator emanated from Wen Yu's body.
All of it fell on Yan Li.
"Has Ali forgotten everything that happened during the day so quickly?"
"Those five people couldn't beat Ali, so Ali thinks he can go against me?"
The intense pressure of spiritual energy rendered Yan Li unable to resist at all, forcing her to kneel on the ground and spit out a mouthful of bright red blood.
"Look, Ali, what's so special about being out of body?"
"If I wanted you dead, I could take your life in the blink of an eye."
"You can't even beg for mercy."
madman!
Yan Li lowered her head and silently wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, unable to understand why Wen Yu would suddenly say such things to her.
"Do you know you were wrong?" Wen Yu looked at Yan Li's lost expression, her gaze deepening slightly. The spirit sword, however, seemed to be able to read people's minds and drew even closer.
Yan Li: "..." She nodded as she looked at the spirit sword radiating murderous intent in front of her, all the resentment in her eyes vanishing completely.
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