Who gave you permission to refine demons like this?

"Boss, do you think it's really okay for us to dress like this?"

A bearded man looked at his clothes, which were no different from his usual ones, and asked.

I was so sleepy, I don't know why the boss suddenly wanted to steal something in the middle of the night.

Stealing is one thing, but who would wear their everyday clothes? At least wear something black.

It's easier to strike when you blend into the darkness.

Bai Ming glanced impatiently at the person next to him; he really wouldn't have wanted to bring this person along if it weren't absolutely necessary.

"What does it mean to steal?"

"We usually send a lot of demons and materials to that three-courtyard house, and we have a close relationship with that young master Gu."

Now that he's in trouble, how can we not go and check on him?

"I didn't wake you up so you could talk nonsense with me."

The bearded man curled his lip, completely disbelieving Bai Ming's statement.

Who would be so happy to see their customer's house on fire?

As an underground merchant, Bai Ming had many connections, making it easier for him to access the path of cultivation than ordinary people.

He knew that there were many independent cultivators in Hequan Town, and that martial arts schools like Nine Knives were interested in recruiting them, but he didn't care. After all, he wasn't short of money, and he could get whatever information he wanted with a little effort.

So he quietly cultivated until recently when he was attempting to break through to the Pure Blood Realm.

Before he could even calm down, Gu Yanchuan contacted him, wanting to continue purchasing live demons or demon materials.

Bai Ming was initially reluctant to agree, since materials involving demons were subject to the control of the imperial court, and doing this privately was too risky.

He wanted to refuse without even blinking, but the other party came up with an irresistible idea: not only would they pay for the corresponding purchases, but they would also provide cultivation techniques that would allow him to break through to a higher realm.

Although Bai Ming possessed cultivation techniques, their limits were limited. Therefore, after a brief perusal, as a cultivator, he immediately realized the extraordinary nature of the techniques and became fascinated by them, thus agreeing to the other party's request.

As for whether the cultivation technique was of unknown origin or dangerous, he didn't care that much. After all, this technique had the potential to be cultivated to the Mountain and Sea Realm.

The Mountain and Sea Realm means you can speak anywhere in the world.

Faced with such high returns, driven by their profit-seeking nature, no amount of risk matters anymore.

After that, he transformed the demons and materials he obtained from other places or Wuzhi Mountain into ordinary goods and handed them over to Gu Yanchuan, while also obtaining the cultivation techniques.

His strength increased dramatically after only a short period of cultivation.

Just as he was worrying about how to obtain a large amount of life force, he felt a strange drowsiness today. His years of vigilance made him realize that this was not a simple matter, so he deliberately used pills to stay awake. Then he saw that Gu Yanchuan's house was on fire.

After waiting a moment and seeing Gu Yanchuan transform into golden light and fly away, he knew that his divinely ordained opportunity had arrived.

So he packed his things, woke the person up, and hurriedly came from his quiet riverside cottage.

For the first time, he realized that living far away wasn't a good thing.

Arriving at Gu Yanchuan's gate, Bai Ming glanced around. Although flames were raging inside, with sparks and smoke drifting, creating a crimson scene, the surroundings were quiet.

The inside and outside of the house are completely two different worlds.

He reached up and touched a barrier, but couldn't break through it no matter how hard he tried. He condensed his inner energy and slapped it down hard, but it had no effect.

"If that's all, don't even think about stopping me."

He looked at the bearded man and said, "Dazhuang, didn't you ask me why I called you here so late at night instead of sleeping?"

"Yeah, boss, but now I know, we're going to steal something."

Bai Ming smiled and said, "That's right, let's start stealing now."

"Now?" Da Zhuang scratched his head.

"Boss, you didn't even open the door just now. It looked like something was blocking it. How were we supposed to steal it?"

"Come here, I'll teach you."

Dazhuang stepped forward and, with Baiming's guidance, saw the barrier that was faintly visible.

"Boss, we... ah!!"

Da Zhuang looked down and saw that a familiar arm had pierced through his left chest, and his heart was throbbing in the other person's hand, emitting white steam.

Da Zhuang's eyes lost their light, and his body slumped down.

"It's time to change the henchman again."

"But this time, the henchman... died a worthwhile death!"

A captivating light flashed in Bai Ming's eyes as he mobilized his profound energy.

The heart and the pierced corpse in his hand melted and condensed into a fist-sized, viscous blood mass in Bai Ming's palm.

"Very good, it's time for the reward!"

The blood sphere hovered in the air, and Bai Ming gently pushed it against the barrier. The barrier shook, followed by a piercing hissing sound.

As the blood cells shrank, the barrier was slowly corroded, creating a hole. When all the blood cells were exhausted, the hole was already as tall as a person.

From the cave entrance, Bai Ming could clearly smell the burning, the blood, and the heat of the flames.

He focused all his attention, preparing his profound energy.

The presence of blood indicates that those who arrived first have already engaged in battle.

However, no matter who it is, he has to get rid of them.

He licked his lips, his eyes burning with desire: "Those demon materials are definitely mine!"

Clang.

He pushed open the door and felt the even higher temperature.

As I entered the courtyard, I could see a young man sitting cross-legged, meditating, with a knife stuck in his side.

But this was not enough to fill Bai Ming's eyes with shock and fear. What truly evoked these emotions in him were the limbs, chunks of flesh, and entrails piled up and attached to the walls, rooftops, and ground throughout the three courtyards, as well as the bright red that seemed to have smeared the entire courtyard.

Even more terrifying, in front of the young man was a tall corpse split in two. Even from the mere remnant of its aura, Bai Ming knew that he would only be ravaged if he encountered it.

"Who did all this? Was it all done by this person in front of me?"

"Who is he?! How does he possess such power?!"

"How did Izumi suddenly appear without my knowledge?!"

The flames continued to burn, but could not get close to the center of the courtyard; only a faint smoke from the fire lingered.

In the firelight and smoke, Bai Ming couldn't see Lin Sheng's face clearly, but Lin Sheng could see Bai Ming clearly.

I noticed it the moment he struck the barrier.

If the other party had left, he would not have pursued the matter further. However, when the barrier was breached and he noticed what methods the other party used to break through it, Lin Sheng decided that he would capture the other party even if they did not enter the courtyard.

Lin Sheng opened his eyes, his pupils gleaming with a sharp light.

"Boss Bai, it's been a long time."

"Since we're here, why leave?"

Upon hearing the sound, Bai Ming stopped his retreating steps.

He decided to leave after realizing that the people in the courtyard were no ordinary people, because he could distinguish between the possibility of losing his head and actually losing his head.

However, upon hearing that familiar voice, he paused, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He looked at Lin Sheng, leaned forward, and stared intently, repeatedly checking his expression, but he still didn't take a step forward.

His tone was filled with disbelief: "Lin Sheng?"

"You're Lin Sheng? You're that mountain hermit Lin Sheng!"

Lin Sheng stood up and calmly looked at Bai Ming.

"It is me, Lin Sheng, who is both a cultivator and a mountain hermit."

I wonder what Boss Bai is doing here so late at night?

"Could he have been sleepwalking here?"

Based on the current situation, Bai Ming knew he couldn't talk about Gu Yanchuan, so he said, "Ah, one of my employees has gone missing. He's nowhere to be found, and I'm looking for him."

"He's not sleeping at this hour, I really have no idea where he went."

"I came here to take a look, but since he's not here, I'll be leaving."

Bai Ming turned to take a step, when a blade of light flashed past him, carving a deep trench in the ground.

The previously damaged barrier slowly recovered before Bai Ming's eyes, but he did not take another step until it closed completely.

"Boss Bai, I think I just saw your guy."

"As the leader of the Peach Garden Inn and a disciple of the Flowing Cloud Pavilion, tell me why you came here, and..."

His voice was chilling: "How did your buddy disappear?"