What do you mean by saying that the corpses I sew are all ominous creatures?

I ignored them and turned my head to look at Li Qing, who was kneeling on one knee and panting heavily.

Looking at his current disheveled but still intact state, I smiled slightly and raised an eyebrow, saying:

"Young Master Li, what happened? You've gotten yourself into such a state after just a few days?"

This line is exactly what he said when he appeared before me like a divine warrior descending from the heavens in the underground palace of the ancient town.

Now that I'm returning it to him intact, it's a kind of karmic cycle.

When Li Qing heard that familiar voice, he was visibly stunned.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at me standing amidst a pile of corpses, a hint of undisguised astonishment flashing in his peach blossom eyes.

"Depend on……"

He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva.

Then, he forced a smile that looked even uglier than a grimace and began to curse.

"You son of a bit...isn't your appearance fee a little too high?"

"If you had arrived half a minute later, you could have just collected my body and made your money off the burial fee too!"

Hearing his sarcastic remarks, though lacking in energy, I finally felt relieved.

The fact that it can still swear means it's not dead.

I didn't continue arguing with him.

Because at this moment, I finally had time to take a closer look at the gray-cloaked man who had been standing beside him and fighting alongside him.

The man seemed shocked by my sudden appearance and swift actions.

She slowly lowered her hands, which were forming a hand seal, and took off the gray hood covering her head.

As the cloak fell, a beautiful face, pale yet delicate, came into my view.

The moment I saw that face clearly, my hand holding the scalpel paused imperceptibly for a second.

No wonder that pale blue aura just now had the scent of authentic Miao Gu magic, and no wonder there was a corpse of an assassin who died from Gu poison outside the cave earlier.

This person is none other than Jiang Ling, who has completely disappeared since the Zhou family's Gu case!

The one who used to be my assistant at the funeral home, and who is also the "sister" mentioned by the Holy Maiden of Wandie Valley.

Why did she suddenly appear deep in these mountains?

Why would he get involved with Li Qing, and even risk fighting to the death with these local forces in Southern Xinjiang for his sake?

Countless questions flashed through my mind in an instant.

But this is clearly not the time for reminiscing or solving mysteries.

I composed myself, my gaze passing over Jiang Ling and Li Qing, and coldly locking onto the last remaining Dan Realm expert in front of me, as well as the restless Southern Border lackeys around me.

I held the willow-leaf dagger horizontally in front of me, its jade-colored aura flickering erratically on the blade, and spoke in a voice piercingly cold:

"We can catch up later."

Let me clean up this unsightly garbage first.

The air at the edge of the cliff was thick with the stench of blood.

The bearded man's corpse still lay at my feet, its bright red blood slowly flowing down the cracks in the rocks.

I gently flicked the willow-leaf knife in my hand, shaking off the remaining blood droplets on the blade, and calmly locked my gaze on the last remaining Dan Realm expert in front of me.

He was a thin old man, leaning on a bone cane made from the spine of some kind of animal.

At that moment, his eyes were filled with apprehension as he looked at me.

The bearded man died too quickly, so quickly that he didn't even see how I made my move; he only saw the jade-colored light that could burn even the poison.

Instead of rushing to attack, I glanced behind me out of the corner of my eye.

Jiang Ling had already removed the layer of light blue poisonous miasma. She was helping the swaying Li Qing to sit cross-legged on a relatively flat rock.

Then, she took out a small porcelain bottle from her bosom, poured out a pill that smelled of herbs, and put it into his mouth.

After doing all this, she stepped aside and looked around warily.

After confirming that they were temporarily safe, I turned my attention back to the gaunt old man in front of me.

Although this old man was also a genuine Dan realm cultivator, the aura emanating from him was clearly not as robust as the elders I had encountered in the Lan family before.

If this were in Jiangcheng, or in a one-on-one fight to the death, I could have used any means necessary, just like I did when I killed the bearded man.

Activate the Demon Cloak, risk suffering minor injuries, and use the most ferocious methods to finish him off within three rounds.

But not now.

We are currently deep in the heart of the Ten Thousand Mountains, surrounded by unfathomable primeval forests and deadly poisonous miasma.

Li Qing has lost his fighting ability, and Jiang Ling's situation is also unclear.

Moreover... her identity is a mystery, and her stance is uncertain.

I can't trust her completely.

Most importantly, I have no idea whether the people chasing Li Qing have any reinforcements or even more powerful old monsters behind them.

In this environment, having any trump card up your sleeve increases your chances of survival.

In order to deal with any possible emergencies, I abandoned the idea of ​​a quick resolution.

I decided to adopt the safest approach, preserving my combat strength and killing intent reserves to the greatest extent possible.

Only in this way can I be absolutely certain that I can bring Li Qing out of these mountains alive.

"Young man, who exactly are you?"

"Dare to interfere in the affairs of Hei Li? Are you tired of living?"

Seeing that I was hesitant to make a move, the gaunt old man couldn't help but shout at me with a fierce but weak tone, trying to intimidate me with the power behind him.

"Dead people don't need to know that much."

I replied in a low voice, which was not loud, but it sounded particularly clear on the silent cliff.

Before I could finish speaking, I suddenly exerted force with my feet.

The power of the Mountain-Shaking Force surged into my legs, making me feel like a swift flying close to the ground, instantly closing the distance between me and the gaunt old man.

The old man snorted coldly and slammed his bone cane into the ground.

A thick black mist gushed out from the top of the bone staff, transforming into several menacing black venomous snakes.

The venomous snakes opened their gaping maws, filled with poisonous fangs, and lunged to bite at my face.

I did not dodge. The evil pill in my body circulated smoothly, and a faint jade-colored luster appeared on my body surface.

"Hiss—"

Those black venomous snakes, formed from Gu poison and internal energy, reacted as if ice and snow met a raging fire the moment they touched my protective aura.

As they collided, a piercing melting sound rang out.

In the blink of an eye, those black venomous snakes turned into wisps of green smoke.

Upon seeing this, the old man's expression changed drastically, clearly not expecting my malevolent energy to be so effective in suppressing his methods.

He hurriedly brandished his bone staff, trying to create distance.

But how could I possibly give him that chance?

I lunged forward, my right hand gripping the willow-leaf blade tightly, and with a simple, unadorned horizontal slash, accompanied by a whistling sound as it tore through the air, I aimed straight for his waist.

The old man was forced to raise his bone cane to block.

"when!"

Swords and staffs clashed, sparks flying.

The old man was forced back two steps by the immense force attached to my knife, his hands gripping the bone staff trembling slightly.