Hide in the world of gods and demons

Chapter 220 Eliminating the Weeds at the Root (Part 3)

"I spared your life back then, why are you still seeking your own death?"

The autumn wind is bleak.

The desolate wilderness was filled with a strong stench of blood.

A somber atmosphere prevailed.

"Hahaha, you killed my husband and my fellow disciples. Do you expect me to be grateful to you? I only hate that I am too weak to avenge my husband's death. Now, death is the only option. Why say anything more?" Feng Min laughed like a madwoman, her beautiful face filled with resentment and despair.

"Yes, I was too focused on appearances," Chen Li said, feeling somewhat bored.

The hatred has already been formed; what's the use of saying more?

next moment.

Chen Li flashed, leaping across dozens of meters in a few strides, his sword flashing like lightning.

He sliced ​​through her defenses with a single sword strike.

Then, with a single sword stroke, he beheaded him!
The beauty's head rolled off.

"It's finally over!"

Chen Li looked at the headless corpse with a complicated expression. He sighed, gently shook his longsword, and sheathed it.

Yet, he felt no sense of satisfaction from revenge.

Next, Chen Li carefully cleaned up the battlefield and disposed of the corpses to cover up the evidence.

Then, they quickly left.

……

Chen Li returned home smoothly, feeling listless and lacking energy, not even bothering to check his spoils.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you sighing like that?" After all, they've been married for a long time, and Zhou Hong noticed his unusual behavior at a glance. She quickly went over and helped him to a seat. "Just a few days ago, your face was so cold, like you were about to kill someone!"

"Sigh, you're right," Chen Li said weakly. "You can't trust people too easily."

"That's a nonsensical statement. Who did you believe? That remnant of the Heavenly Star Sect?"

"Uh!" Chen Li almost jumped up from his seat when he heard this. This was too sensitive. However, he was upright and had nothing to hide. After thinking about it, he realized there was nothing to hide, so he told him everything that had happened in the past few days, of course, he embellished it.

As for the claim that he couldn't resist being tempted by Feng Min and almost fell into her trap, that's simply not true.

He remained completely in control throughout.

“You’re just too kind,” Zhou Hong sighed. “This kind of woman should have been killed long ago; we shouldn’t have let her live in the first place.”

"Alas, you can know a person's face but not their heart," Chen Li sighed deeply.

……

night.

afterwards!

After spending some time together, Chen Li prepared to continue.

Zhou Hong withdrew and hid to the side, giggling sweetly:
"No, you're getting better and better. Wait a minute, I'll go get Bai Wei."

As Zhou Hong spoke, she got out of bed, bent down to pick up her clothes, and put them on.

"Why are you bringing this up again? I have you and Shuniang, that's enough for me," Chen Li said.

"Isn't Bai Wei beautiful? She's not young anymore, and she doesn't plan to leave the manor. Do you want her to grow old alone?"

Chen Li was helpless.

How can he be held responsible for this?
"Well, it's up to you."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Hong curled her lip in disdain and couldn't help but spit out, "Ha, hypocrite! You got off easy."

She got dressed and opened the door.

Just as Chen Li was about to fall asleep, Bai Wei entered in the darkness. She was wearing a green dress and carried a warm, fresh scent from her bath.

"Master...Master!" Bai Wei said in a trembling voice.

"Okay!" Chen Li responded, "Don't be nervous, come in!"

"Yes, sir."

This response encouraged her, and with trembling hands, she took off her last piece of clothing, stripping herself completely naked.

She had a slender yet voluptuous waist, perfectly proportioned, and with her pretty face and the unfamiliar feeling, Chen Li was a little nervous. His heart was pounding, and he didn't know what to say. Soon, the blanket was gently lifted, and a hot body slid in.

……

Early the next morning.

With Bai Wei's shy assistance, Chen Li put on his robes. "Get some rest today," he said gently.

"Yes... sir!"

Chen Li was too lazy to correct him.

There is a difference between immortals and mortals, and this cannot be changed by a simple form of address. Forcing her to call him "husband" will only make her feel out of place. Perhaps she can only gradually adapt and get used to it over time.

Chen Li offered a few more words of comfort before leaving the room.

Breathing in the fresh morning air, he felt refreshed and invigorated, all the pent-up frustration from yesterday vanished.

He went down to the quiet room in the basement.

Start sorting through yesterday's spoils.

First, there was the short, thin monk.

He refined the storage bag, took out all the items, placed them on the ground, and counted them one by one.

A quick inventory check brought a look of joy to Chen Li's face.

No wonder he's a high-level cultivator who even he felt was dangerous; he's just rich.

Among them are more than four hundred high-grade spirit stones.

Flying Cloud Sword: Tier 2 Supreme Grade.

The flying sword was entirely white, like a flawless piece of mutton fat jade, with a sharp mist on its surface. Its flight was silent and imperceptible, as if there was no air resistance at all.

Magic artifacts of this caliber are extremely expensive, fetching one or two hundred high-grade spirit stones at each auction.

The dark light sword in his hand is of this level.

Zhenshan Seal: Second-tier superior grade.

Shaped like a paperweight, its attack is powerful and heavy, with the effect of suppressing and immobilizing the enemy.

Unfortunately, the other party's robe and net-like magical artifact were destroyed by Chen Li's Heaven-Shaking Technique; otherwise, they would have fetched a considerable sum of spirit stones if sold.

Eight jade slips for transmitting skills.

More than ten books.

Chen Li glanced at it briefly and then put it aside, planning to take a closer look later.

"what!"

At this moment, Chen Li picked up a black talisman.

This talisman is much thicker than ordinary talismans, and it's unclear what level of talisman skin it's made of. The lines of the talisman inside are intricate and mysterious, seemingly formed naturally, and don't look like they were drawn on at all.

Feeling the terrifying power contained within, Chen Li couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.

"This feeling, could it be... a talisman!?"

A talisman is formed by a Golden Core cultivator sealing a portion of the power of their natal magic weapon into the talisman's skin. Its power is equivalent to a Golden Core cultivator's strike. Chen Li had seen similar items at auctions, but that one was gold, while this one was black.

The more he looked at it, the more likely it seemed, and he couldn't help but feel a little scared.

Fortunately, yesterday's battle ended quickly.

The three illusory forms, along with the real form, launched attacks in quick succession, all within a second.

Otherwise, if that short, thin cultivator were to use this item, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Fortunately, it's mine now.

Besides that, the most eye-catching thing is a piece of mysterious material.

It was about a foot wide, entirely crimson, and radiated intense heat.

"This looks like a third-tier spiritual material, Crimson Flame Stone!"

Chen Li had seen an illustration of this object in a book about ore identification. This type of ore is generally used as the main material for refining fire-attribute magic weapons.

"It's such a big piece, I wonder how much it's worth?"

There are many things he has never seen before, and he will have to go to a shop to have them appraised.

Next, Chen Li took inventory of Feng Min and the old man's belongings.

Compared to this short, thin monk, the two were much poorer.

There was nothing surprising.

The total value of the spirit stones was only about seventy high-grade spirit stones. Even including the magic artifacts, robes, and other miscellaneous items, the total value was less than one hundred and fifty high-grade spirit stones.

"Oh right, I almost forgot, there's also a formation at Feng Min's residence."

Chen Li picked up a formation control token from Feng Min's storage bag and slapped his forehead:
"That formation is of a high level."