Mortal: Starting by looting Han Laomo's entire herb garden

On the sea, Wu Chou stared wide-eyed, looking around.

From his perspective, Lu Yan only flashed by, as if he had never left.

In the blink of an eye, not even the sea breeze had time to stir his clothes.

Wu Chou stared wide-eyed.

Both Heavenly Capital Corpse Puppets are gone.

It just vanished into thin air.

He frantically scanned his surroundings with his divine sense, but there wasn't a single shadow within a radius of several miles.

Without the fluctuations of a teleportation array or the aura of a teleportation technique, the two corpse puppets seemed to have been erased from this world by human hands.

"What...did you do?" Wu Chou's voice trembled slightly.

Lu Yan did not answer, but simply withdrew his hands, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked at him calmly.

Wu Chou gritted his teeth, forcibly suppressing the shock and doubt in his heart.

Regardless of what methods the other party used, the most important thing right now is to get away.

He was injured by the Heavenly Sun Golden Needle. Although it was only a superficial wound, it consumed a lot of his spiritual energy. His opponent was also in the late stage of Core Formation, so he had no chance of winning in a direct confrontation.

Wu Chou, covered in blood and riddled with holes, floated in mid-air, panting heavily.

He looked down at the dense needle marks on his body, each wound oozing blood, his spiritual energy rapidly draining away, like a punctured sac.

He looked up at Lu Yan, his eyes filled with fear.

"Wait! Wait!" Wu Chou's voice was hoarse as he frantically waved his hands. "Fellow Daoist! Fellow Daoist, let's talk this out! You can take the Infant Carp Beast if you want, and you can protect those two Foundation Establishment cultivators if you want. Can't we discuss this properly?"

Lu Yan stood with his hands behind his back, looking at him calmly without saying a word.

Seeing that he didn't make a move, Wu Chou felt a little relieved and quickly said, "Fellow Daoist, we have no grudges against each other, why must you be so ruthless? What happened today was my fault, I admit defeat. As long as you spare my life, I, Wu Chou, swear to heaven that I will never pursue this matter again, and I will avoid you in the future! In addition, I still have a few level-six demon cores in my storage bag, consider them as an apology to you."

"Are you done talking?" Lu Yan interrupted him.

Wu Chou's face stiffened.

"Now that you've finished speaking, let's get going." Lu Yan raised his hand, and the Heavenly Sun Golden Needle was summoned again, its golden light shimmering.

Wu Chou's pupils contracted sharply, knowing that begging for mercy was useless, and a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes.

He frantically made hand seals, his spiritual energy surged around him, and a strange green mist emerged from his body.

"Master, save me!"

Green smoke shot into the sky, churning endlessly, and a suffocating spiritual pressure emanated from it.

The sea surface was pressed into a huge dent, and Yuan Yao and Yan Li were forced to retreat repeatedly by this spiritual pressure, their faces turning pale.

A figure slowly emerged from the smoke.

He was an old man with a gloomy face, giving people a heavy feeling as if a mountain was pressing down on them.

The Supreme Yin Ancestor.

Lu Yan narrowed his eyes slightly. Even though it was just a wisp of his soul possessing him, the moment the other party appeared, he seemed to hear some kind of background music playing in his ears.

Of course, it was just an auditory hallucination.

His extremely yin gaze swept across the sea, finally landing on Lu Yan. A slight smirk appeared on his lips.

"A mere Core Formation junior dares to harm the people of my Extreme Yin Island?"

His voice wasn't loud, but it exploded on the sea like thunder, causing the water to surge.

Yuan Yao and Yan Li stood behind Lu Yan, feeling so oppressed by the spiritual pressure that they could hardly breathe.

Yanli bit her lip, clutching the talisman in her hand tightly, her fingers trembling.

Yuan Yao's face turned as white as paper. As she looked at the figure, she had only one thought in her mind: a Nascent Soul cultivator.

They were just two Foundation Establishment stage cultivators; to them, Nascent Soul cultivators were untouchable and unattainable beings.

Now, a wisp of their divine essence is right before them, and that spiritual pressure is almost enough to crush them.

"Senior... Senior..." Yuan Yao's voice trembled as she looked at Lu Yan's back, a huge sense of unease rising in her heart.

Yanli didn't speak, but she gripped the talisman in her hand tightly and made a decision in her heart.

If Ji Yin were to attack Lu Yan, she would risk her life to throw out the talisman.

Ji Yin glanced down at Wu Chou's riddled body, his brows furrowing slightly. Then he looked at Lu Yan and said indifferently, "Junior, if you commit suicide now, I can leave you with a whole corpse."

Lu Yan's lips curled up slightly.

He cupped his hands in a respectful gesture, his eyes showing no fear: "Why don't you take a look at this body first, and then speak?"

Ji Yin raised an eyebrow, his divine sense swept over Wu Chou's body, and his expression changed drastically.

"you!"

He had just sensed a strange toxin spreading rapidly within Wu Chou's bloodline.

The toxin was colorless and odorless, yet it had become one with the blood and had begun to erode every inch of the body's flesh.

"Bitter!"

Ji Yin's face darkened completely. He suddenly waved his hand, and the wisp of his spirit withdrew from Wu Chou's body without hesitation.

"Good, very good." Ji Yin stared at Lu Yan, his eyes filled with killing intent: "Junior, I'll remember you."

Before he finished speaking, the green smoke suddenly dissipated, and the extremely yin distraction vanished without a trace.

On the sea, only one body remained.

Yuan Yao and Yan Li stared blankly at the scene, their mouths slightly agape, unable to utter a word for a long time.

They were just worried that Ji Yin would attack Lu Yan, and they were thinking about how to help him, but... they're gone just like that?

A Nascent Soul cultivator was forced to retreat just like that?

Yanli slowly lowered the talisman in her hand, looking at Lu Yan's back with a complex expression in her eyes.

Yuan Yao let out a long breath, her legs went weak, and she almost lost her balance.

Lu Yan put away the Heavenly Sun Gilded Needle, then beckoned, and Wu Chou's storage bag flew into his hand.

He weighed it in his hand and nodded in satisfaction.

Yuan Yao and Yan Li stood there, staring at the ugly corpse on the sea, unable to come back to their senses for a long time.

Yanli murmured, her eyes wide open, "That's a Nascent Soul cultivator..."

Yuan Yao took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in her heart: "This is too audacious...."

The two looked at each other, both seeing shock and an inexplicable flutter in each other's eyes.

Lu Yan put away the storage bag and turned to leave.

"Senior," Yuan Yao suddenly spoke, her voice clear and melodious, with a touch of coquettishness.

Lu Yan stopped and turned to look at her.

Yuan Yao bit her lip, flew a few steps forward, landed in front of Lu Yan, and cupped her hands, saying, "Senior, this junior would like to ask, where are you going next?"

Yanli followed and stood beside Yuan Yao, looking at him expectantly.

Yuan Yao took a deep breath, her gaze frank: "Senior, Senior Sister Yanli and I are both independent cultivators, without any sect or faction. Our original intention for this voyage was simply to hunt Infant Carp Beasts for Dust-Reducing Pills, but who knew that the Six-Linked Palace was secretly colluding with the Extreme Yin Island. Now that Wu Chou is dead and Elder Gu is dead, we two have offended both the Six-Linked Palace and the Extreme Yin Island to the core. What if they investigate after we return..."

Yanli nodded repeatedly beside her and added, "We two Foundation Establishment cultivators can't possibly withstand this. Senior is incredibly powerful, not even afraid of the Extreme Yin Ancestor. We want to rely on you. We can do anything, from serving tea and water to running errands."

Yuan Yao glanced at Yan Li, then looked at Lu Yan, her cheeks slightly flushed, but she still said generously, "If Senior doesn't mind, my senior sister and I are willing to offer ourselves to you."

Yanli nodded vigorously beside her, her face showing a serious expression.

In her mind's eye, Silver Moon's voice rang out, tinged with a hint of teasing: "Oh dear, two delicate beauties have offered themselves up to you, what are you waiting for? They've already put it this way, if you don't agree, I'll feel sorry for them."

She added with a grin, "But then again, Brother Lu is always fighting and killing, he really needs a couple of people to serve him tea and water. Take them in, don't be so pretentious."

Lu Yan was speechless: "Don't regret it later."

Silver Moon blinked: "What do I have to regret? It's not like I wanted to."

Lu Yan: "…………"