Although Li Shiming had witnessed the cruelty of the world of immortal cultivation many times, he still felt deeply the malice of the world of immortal cultivation when he saw the young men he had been with for many days turned into cold corpses.

He seldom communicated with these young people, and did not have any deep feelings for them. He felt more sad than happy.

"Isn't this Jin Shufeng?" He saw Jin Shufeng's body.

All previous calculations became a joke in the face of absolute strength. Without the corresponding strength, one has to hide.

While thinking, Li Shiming put the body of the Qi-refining cultivator from Xuanming Sect on the ground into his storage bag. During this process, he discovered that Uncle Cui did not put away the storage bag of the Qi-refining cultivator from Xuanming Sect.

He took off the storage bag and hung it around his waist, ready to return it to Uncle Cui when he came back.

After doing all this, he began to sort out the bodies of the teenagers on the ground, arranging them neatly and putting the missing parts back together.

His skillful movements were noticed by the remaining teenagers who had gathered together. Jin Fengzhi stood up first and helped move the corpse with a pale face.

Afterwards, three more teenagers joined in, but the other five didn't even dare to move.

Li Shiming didn't say anything. These teenagers ranged from twelve to seventeen years old and were very well protected by the Great Xia Kingdom.

It is normal for them to feel fear when encountering such a scene as they have never experienced any danger.

However, if these young people cannot get out of this emotion, they will not achieve anything even if they enter the sect.

Twenty-one bodies were lined up on the floor of the first floor. Although they had been sorted out, the fear, terror and unwillingness they experienced before death were still frozen on their faces.

This made the atmosphere on the first floor extremely depressing, and the teenagers sat far away.

Li Shiming sat next to the twenty-one corpses, not because he was very brave, but because he hoped to temper himself in this way.

This is the life he chose, and if he wants to live long, he needs to fight for it.

He told himself that he must be careful in the future and stay alive, otherwise he would end up like the twenty-one dead boys here.

The first floor was quiet for a long time until Uncle Zhao, Uncle Dai, and Uncle Cui walked in.

"Oh!" Uncle Zhao and Uncle Dai saw the tidied first floor and the bodies of twenty-one young men on the ground and sighed softly.

These young men were supposed to be the sect's five-year cultivation seeds, but now most of them are dead.

They glanced at the remaining ten people again, and Li Shiming's performance still reassured them.

Although one of the reasons was that Li Shiming had been practicing in advance, this was also a manifestation of Li Shiming's strong will.

Looking at the other nine people, four of them are still in a relatively normal mood, but the other five may find it difficult to recover in the future.

Uncle Master Zhao came to the twenty-one corpses, swept his hand over them, and put each corpse into his storage bag.

Although these corpses do not need to be sent back to their place of origin, they need to be properly disposed of. Most of the monks in Tianhai Sect are of this origin, and the feelings of the monks need to be taken into consideration.

"You guys have a good rest. Here are nine tranquilizing pills. Each of you should take one!" Uncle Zhao took out a porcelain bottle, flicked out nine pills from it with his fingers, and distributed them to the nine young men.

The nine young men took the pills obediently, and less than a breath later, they fell asleep peacefully.

"Li Shiming, come to the second floor and have some rest!" Uncle Zhao waved to Li Shiming.

Li Shiming felt the flying boat under his feet move, and then the flying boat took off into the air.

"Senior Brother Ma and Senior Brother Wu..." He couldn't help but ask, but stopped halfway because he understood what this meant.

Unlike the twenty-one teenagers, both Senior Brother Ma and Senior Brother Wu established a good friendship during this voyage.

"They died in battle!" Uncle Zhao shook his head.

The three uncle masters went up to the second floor, and Li Shiming followed silently behind them.

Compared with the first floor, the second floor has more complex patterns on the ground, and the concentration of spiritual energy has increased many times.

"It's a pity today that we didn't keep Jiang Bing!" Uncle Dai said unwillingly after sitting down.

"Senior Brother Cui's sword hurt Jiang Bing badly. If it weren't for the iron corpse protecting him, Jiang Bing would have been left behind. Even so, Jiang Bing would not be able to get out for several years!" Uncle Zhao replied with a smile.

"It was my two junior brothers who trapped that guy, otherwise how could he be so easily hit by my sword!" Uncle Cui said modestly.

The three foundation-building monks adjusted themselves quickly, or perhaps they were used to life and death and were able to control their emotions.

After reaching the second floor, they no longer showed any sadness on their faces.

Li Shiming was secretly shocked at how powerful the foundation-building cultivator named Jiang Bing was. He was able to escape from the surprise attack of Uncle Master Cui even when he was outnumbered two at a time.

He didn't know how strong Uncle Zhao and Uncle Dai were, but he had seen Uncle Cui take action. That devastating sword was the strongest attack he had ever seen.

"Li Shiming, you have made great contributions this time. The sect will reward you, and I am also indebted to you. After you return to the sect and become familiar with it, you can make a request to me!" Uncle Zhao looked at Li Shiming and said with a smile.

He learned from Uncle Cui that Li Shiming had actually single-handedly led away a Qi-refining cultivator from the Xuanming Sect.

With Li Shiming's strength, luring away the late-stage Qi-refining cultivators of Xuanming Sect would almost certainly lead to his death.

It was thanks to Li Shiming's action that Uncle Cui arrived in time to rescue the nine teenagers, or at least prevented all of them from being killed.

Otherwise, when Uncle Zhao returns to the sect, he will not only be punished by the sect, but also criticized by his fellow disciples.

He was not worried that Li Shiming would abuse this promise. Given Li Shiming's intelligence, it was impossible for him to make excessive demands. He could easily help solve the general requirements of the Qi Refining Period.

"Count me in, and you can also make a request of me!" Uncle Dai continued.

The two of them were extremely serious. If they asked Li Shiming to make a request directly now, based on Li Shiming's knowledge, he would estimate that the value of this request would be very low.

But they asked Li Shiming to become familiar with the sect before making any requests, because they did not want Li Shiming's efforts to be too cheap.

The Foundation Establishment cultivators are proud, and at least two of them will not compromise on the request of the Qi Refining Stage.

"Thank you, both uncle masters!" Li Shiming bowed and expressed his gratitude.

"This is what you deserve!" Uncle Zhao smiled.

"Uncle Master Cui, this is the storage bag of the Xuanming Sect cultivator you killed!" Li Shiming took off a storage bag from his waist and handed it to Uncle Master Cui.

"Put it away. I believe that with your personality, you know your limits. Don't learn the Xuanming Sect's skills. It will affect your character and make you bloodthirsty and murderous!" Uncle Cui waved his hand and said.