Chapter 153
Several hours later.
Zhan Hongxiu stood drenched in blood. The shell of the nearby Myriad Longevity Turtle was also covered in scars, yet she still piloted a crimson flying sword that pierced straight through the chest of the final bandit cultivator.
"Finally..."
Years of hardship had forged a trace of unyielding resolve on her face. "Once this is over, I will change my name and identity, then seek out a pill master to refine a Foundation Establishment Pill. Foundation Establishment is finally within reach."
Yet worry lingered in her heart as well.
As a wanted "demonic disciple," no respectable pill master would receive her.
And those demonic path pill masters were often ruthless. Teaming up with other cultivators to seize the pills for themselves was something they would absolutely do.
At that moment, Zhan Hongxiu caught a faint, pleasant fragrance. Her internal mana suddenly stalled.
The Myriad Longevity Turtle beside her let out a wail and collapsed to the ground.