Chapter 67 Phoenix Falcon Flapping Wings
Of course, it’s better than nothing, at least better than having to go through four times just to increase his skill level by two points now.
Over the days of sparring with Cao Jingde, Lu Ren had already figured out a rough understanding of the martial path system in this world.
If you don’t count the Qi Blood Power, he’s stronger than he imagined. In this world, power only truly changes dramatically after condensing Qi Blood True Mastery.
Skilfully searching the four bodies, he obtained nearly a hundred taels of silver. After much deliberation, he ultimately dismissed the idea of dissection, dragging the corpses to the riverbank and throwing them all in.
After all, they were people from the Demon Extermination Bureau, hot potatoes. If discovered, he would have no place to stand in this world. Despite having three days left, he wanted to cover up as long as he could and avoid unnecessary trouble.
As he clapped his hands and was about to turn and leave, Lu Ren suddenly felt every hair on his body stand on end, his back went cold, and a chill seeped from his tailbone to his celestial spirit.
Out of the corner of his eye, he clearly saw two ghastly pale horrifying faces emerging from the dark river under the moonlight, staring right at him.
One old, one young. The old man’s eye sockets were dark, his face bizarrely long like a shoehorn. His eyeballs were pitch black without any whites, and dark brown blood oozed from the corners of his eyes. His open mouth seemed like a bottomless black hole, with no teeth or tongue visible.
The child’s head looked as if it had been run over by a train, squashed, with blood all over the face. A greenish-black tongue hung down to his chin, swinging left and right, dripping black saliva, staring intently at Lu Ren with a malevolent look, emitting a strange chuckling sound.
"Hehehehehehe!!"
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"Damn it..."