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Chapter 37 Earn some Spiritual Stones
Lu Yan stood up and put the magic flying sword into the storage bag on his waist.

The storage bag he was wearing around his waist at this moment was not the gold-thread storage bag he got from the shopkeeper Chu, but an inconspicuous gray storage bag.

This is the lowest-level storage bag in the market town. The space formation inside it can only last for twenty years, and even the size of the storage space is less than one-fifth of the gold-thread storage bag. But even so, it still costs thirty spirit stones.

After learning about the Red Lotus Demon Sect from He Dongsheng, Lu Yan realized the danger of the Red Lotus Demon Sect. Even the high-grade gold-thread storage bag could lead to exposure.

But as a cultivator, Lu Yan couldn't always keep the storage bag close to his body. That would be too deliberate and would arouse suspicion from others.

So Lu Yan had no choice but to spend a lot of money and buy an ordinary storage bag to use as a disguise, and store some things that can be seen by light in it on weekdays.

The truly important treasures are all stored in a gold-wire storage bag that is close to the body.

He wiped the storage bag with his right hand, and only a dozen or so spirit stones fell into Lu Yan's hand, which made him frown and sigh:
"It seems that there are still not enough spirit stones to spend!"

I had previously sold most of the talismans I had on me for ninety spirit stones, but in the past half month, I had consumed a lot of spirit stones on renting a cave, buying storage bags, and fasting pills.

However, the biggest expense is still in practicing spells. Practicing spells requires multiple attempts to consume mana, and breathing in and out spiritual energy will consume a lot of time. Lu Yan only stayed in the fairy-xia version for three months, so he didn't have that much time to waste.

So Lu Yan could only grit his teeth and use spirit stones to restore his magic power. After consuming a lot of spirit stones, he finally completed the spell training.

If you want to break through the middle stage of Qi training and purchase resources in advance for the next version, each item will require a large amount of spirit stones.

"I have to find a way to earn some spiritual stones."

Thinking of this, Lu Yan stood up, opened the restriction and walked out of the cave.

As soon as he walked out of the cave, Lu Yan felt a pair of eyes falling on him.

Following the direction of his gaze, he saw a monk in yellow standing at the entrance of the cave, who seemed to have just left.

Lu Yan said nothing and flew out of the cave area.

As Lu Yan left the cave area and entered the streets outside the market town, he could sense more eyes secretly watching him.

The soul that had been strengthened by absorbing the spiritual energy of the moon for three months had made Lu Yan's spiritual perception even stronger than that at the peak of Qi training.

If it were not for the fact that only after building the foundation could one condense the soul and give birth to spiritual consciousness, Lu Yan would probably have the qualifications to nurture spiritual consciousness at this moment.

With a sneer in his heart, Lu Yan was very clear that these prying eyes were all from monks who regarded him as a fat sheep.

The Qinggu Market was not very big. For Lu Yan, a cultivator in the early stage of Qi training, selling dozens of talismans, it was not a secret that he rented a mid-grade cave.

Such a large sum of money made some monks who made a living by plundering set their sights on him early on. Hundreds of spirit stones were enough to make these monks take risks.

What kind of Qi-cultivating cultivator robbed a young man from a noble family who was traveling, and relied on the resources in his storage bag to ascend to the level of a foundation-building cultivator overnight.

A low-level cultivator attacked and killed a sect disciple, snatched a precious foundation-building pill from him, and then fled far away with the pill.

Similar things are common in the world of immortal cultivation.

As long as the benefits are big enough and the action is done secretly enough, these monks will not care about your identity or background.

Even the shopkeeper Chu, who was at the fourth level of Qi training, had robbed disciples of other sects. The storage bag from the Red Lotus Demon Sect was proof of that.

Appearing to be normal, Lu Yan walked towards the outside of Qinggu Market.

After leaving the market town, Lu Yan used the flying spell to fly towards Wushan. The cultivators were all surprised upon seeing this.

The most important thing in robbery is how to lure the target out of the market town. Naturally, many cultivators were overjoyed that Lu Yan took the initiative to leave the market town, and they quickly used all their means to follow Lu Yan all the way.

The Wushan Mountains, which stretch for 3,000 miles, are completely uninhabited. After killing someone, there is no need to bury the body as it will be eaten by wild beasts in just a few hours.

"This kid really knows how to pick a good place to bury his body."

"I heard that he bought a copy of 'First-Level Magical Collection' right after he entered Qinggu Market. He must be a young man who got the blessing of a cultivator somewhere in Wushan."

"Every year there are some young fools who are so wealthy that there is no need to worry about killing them. They can be said to be the best fat sheep. I didn't expect that we would encounter one."

"After this harvest, maybe I can buy a breakthrough pill to break through to the late stage of Qi training." "Let's follow the old rules. The late stage of Qi training will take 20%, and the rest of the people will share the rest."

There were seven cultivators in total in the group, two in the late Qi training stage and five in the middle Qi training stage. They had already divided the harvest before they even started.

"Wait a minute, that guy stopped."

A cultivator in the middle stage of Qi training with a hooked nose spoke as he looked at the falcon circling in the sky in the distance.

Another obese monk asked doubtfully, "Did they discover us?"

The monk who looked like a scholar in white clothes sneered.

"What's the point of finding out? How dare someone who has just learned the first-level spells to attack us?"

"Stop talking nonsense. Let's solve this problem quickly and go to Zhulin Market to wait for a few days. Make sure there are no follow-up effects before coming back!"

The scolding interrupted the conversation of several cultivators. The person who spoke was actually a cultivator in the late Qi training stage.

If Lu Yan was here, he would notice that this late Qi training cultivator was the same yellow-robed cultivator he had seen in the cave area before.

Everyone soon saw Lu Yan on a small hill. Lu Yan stood on the top of the hill and looked at them from afar, as if he was waiting deliberately.

"Is there an ambush?"

Several monks frowned, became alert instantly, and looked at the Qi-cultivating monk who was driving the falcon.

But the monk shook his head, indicating that he did not see any other monks.

A cultivator in the middle stage of Qi training sneered, a magical flywheel fell into his palm, and he flew towards the direction where Lu Yan was, reaching the distance of several hundred meters in an instant.

"Mysterious!"

The magic weapon's flywheel flashed with cold light, and was about to chop off Lu Yan's head, but at this moment dozens of ghost shadows appeared in the surrounding woods.

"What the hell is this?"

Monk Feilun only had time to utter a horrified question before eerie ghost claws tore through his magical defenses and easily pierced through his soul.

The next moment, the corpse covered with frost fell to the ground.

"It's a vengeful spirit! There are demonic monks lying in ambush!"

Voices of fear rang out in the sky, and the next moment the remaining six monks turned around and fled without hesitation.

At this moment, rolling black fog spread from the woods and swallowed all the monks.

"The Hundred Souls Banner! This is the ultimate magic weapon of the devil, the Hundred Souls Banner!"

“Could there be a great foundation-building demon cultivator who has come here?”

"A great cultivator at the foundation-building stage actually resorted to such despicable means."

Angry roars rang out in the ghost fog, but what greeted them were only cold ghost claws. Even the Foundation Establishment Corpse King had to retreat in front of more than 800 resentful spirits, not to mention these Qi-cultivating monks.

After just three breaths, the black fog dissipated, leaving only seven cold corpses, their souls all devoured by the resentful spirits.

Lu Yan put away the seven storage bags offered by the resentful soul, flicked his finger, and a golden Xuanhuang merit fire fell on the corpse. The flame spread to the corpse and turned it into ashes in an instant.

The soul was devoured by the resentful spirit, and the fire of merit and supernatural power was not affected by cause and effect. Even if a Jindan Zhenren came out to calculate the secrets of heaven, he would be unable to find any trace.

After doing all this, Lu Yan tossed the storage bag in his hand.

"These resources should be enough for me to break through to the middle stage of Qi training, right?"

(End of this chapter)