Chapter 410 - 227: The Most Agonizing Death
"Master Li, I did not!"
The Core Formation Cultivator with the surname Li looked at Rong in shock, while Rong hurriedly waved his hands to explain, his head covered in sweat.
How could this happen, it was truly unexpected.
Master Li naturally recognized this bird at a glance, his heart filled with terror, realizing he was being watched.
"No good! This person is so vindictive, actually hiding in the shadows to seek revenge on me, this time I’m doomed!"
Rong was equally terrified inside, secretly thinking, "No good, Master Li colludes with outsiders, now am I not in imminent danger?"
After the two exchanged a glance, Master Li, suppressing his panic, secretly guarded against an attack on the house, while coldly saying:
"Friend Rong, now that the Young Master is in trouble, we won’t be able to explain if we return, we better quickly escape to the Heaven-Reaching Mist Sea."
Master Li believed that this person was secretly watching him, and with such a big incident happening this time, he couldn’t explain it even if he went back, it was better to hide first.
Whether it was the Long Family or this vengeful cultivator in the shadows, he needed to hide outside.
And taking Rong along, if the other party came to attack again, he could still make use of him as a pawn.
Rong, without hesitation, bowed his hands, saying: "Thank you, Master Li, for saving my life."
At this moment, Rong seemed grateful, as if he would only face death if he returned, and Master Li’s willingness to take him along to escape was just too good.
The two had their own thoughts, but both were cursing in their hearts.
What kind of situation is this, go out once, and the home is gone.
Can’t go back.
Master Li wanted to cry but had no tears, his good days as an Honored Elder on Five Dragons Island were over.
Rong almost fainted, relying on the cover of Five Dragons Island to get to this day, now once separated, he would have nothing.
...
Bibo Island.
The market of the Heaven-Reaching Mist Sea.
"Old Lin, why didn’t the pursuers catch up? The Fake Pill Cultivator’s escape light shouldn’t be like this?"
The two had a thrilling but safe journey down to hide in the Heaven-Reaching Mist Sea.
Even Hu Jin was speaking with lingering fear.
But Lin Chang’an, who knew everything, shook his head with a calm expression: "Who knows, anyway, we survived a disaster."
As he said this, Lin Chang’an did not forget to lightly stroke the Spirit Beast Bag hidden at his waist.
Having a Tier Three Spirit Pet is truly good.
With high intelligence, it can even handle matters for him, much more convenient than before.
"But you and I should still separate, entering the market one before the other."
Hu Jin nodded quietly, indeed, one must be cautious, given being targeted by a Fake Pill Cultivator.
The pursuit was of two people, entering the market alone could indeed make the target smaller.
"You and I will communicate through transmission, first investigating recent intelligence in the market."
Watching Hu Jin enter the market first, Lin Chang’an narrowed his eyes involuntarily.
"Come out."
"Master."
The Phoenix Cry Bird landed on his shoulder, respectfully offering the storage bag.
Lin Chang’an opened it, inside, good heavens, whoa! His eyes widened instantly.
Struck it rich! No wonder a person protected by a Fake Pill Cultivator had such substantial assets!
He carried over a thousand Middle Grade Spirit Stones, and even had more than a dozen Upper Grade Spirit Stones.
Elixirs, talismans, magical artifacts, and even a Talisman Treasure.
"How pent up this person must have died."
Upon seeing the Talisman Treasure, Lin Chang’an couldn’t help but mourn for this unfamiliar fellow cultivator for a moment.
Who would not feel pent up?
But who could have thought they would encounter a Tier Three Demon Beast’s ambush, especially a fast-flying one.
"But these things are hot potatoes, better quickly unload them at this black market before the news spreads."
However, this Talisman Treasure isn’t easy to unload; it can be kept for now.