The beautiful woman lying on the ground had a pale face, and beads of cold sweat on her forehead. She was hit in the scapula, and the pain was so severe that she couldn't even speak. When she heard Feng Jiu's words, she stared at her with eyes that seemed to be blazing with fire.
If she could speak at this moment, she would definitely ask angrily: Who are you? What do you do
She had been doing this for such a long time and had come across countless cultivators. Even those who were stronger than her, whom she dared not touch, had not been found to have anything unusual about her. But this woman was an outlier.
She discovered it, but she fell into her hands. She felt unwilling no matter how she thought about it.
"explain!"
Feng Jiu shouted coldly, her lazy expression turned into a fierce one as she glanced at the women, and a powerful force of profound force also covered the three of them.
The woman who was shot by Fengjiu's silver needle and fell to the ground had originally sat up straight, but when the pressure came, she only felt a pressure pressing down on her, like a huge rock pressing on her body, making it difficult for her to breathe. The blood in her body surged and she spurted out a mouthful of blood immediately.
The other two women's legs went weak under the pressure and they knelt down. The two who had originally not intended to speak now hurriedly begged for mercy.
"We say, we say."
Feng Jiu put away her pressure and glanced at the two of them: "Speak!"
The two women didn't dare to look at the beautiful woman, but lowered their heads and said, "The master is good at making medicinal wine. She often takes some animals to soak in the medicinal wine. After adding medicinal materials, it has the effect of improving strength. The master sold these things to a one-eyed demon cultivator. Later, at the request of the demon cultivator, the master began to use us as bait to lure some cultivators into the courtyard, let them drink the immortal drunkenness, and then take their inner elixir..."
At this point, the voice of the woman in white became smaller and smaller: "The master said that the inner elixir of the cultivator can be used as medicine. If you absorb all the spiritual energy in the inner elixir, it can help improve your cultivation. This is especially true for some cultivators who have reached the Nascent Soul stage or above. The inner elixir contains a newborn Nascent Soul, which is a rare treasure. So, so..."
Hearing this, Feng Jiu frowned slightly. The inner elixir of beasts is a treasure, and the inner elixir of cultivators is even more precious. You know, how many people have practiced for decades or even hundreds of years to condense the inner elixir. They killed people to take their inner elixir in this way, with vicious and bloody methods. Even if she didn't meet such people today, she would meet other people who wanted to take their lives.
At this time, Duan Xinxun, who was sweating profusely from regulating his qi, came over and stared at the men with a cold face. Suddenly, his hand swept across his waist, and the cold light of the long sword flashed, and the three people were killed.
Seeing this, Fengjiu was slightly surprised: "You killed them all?" This kid was so impatient that he killed those people without saying a word.
"People like them don't deserve to die." Duan Ye said, staring at the beautiful woman lying on the ground in front of him, and walked closer step by step with a sword in his hand.
Seeing this, Fengjiu stood up and said, "Wait a moment."
Duan Ye looked at her: "What?"
"We can't kill this person like this. I still have use for him." Feng Jiu said with a smile, walked forward and looked at the beautiful woman, and said, "Do you know the art of soul-stealing?"
The beautiful woman stared at her with gritted teeth, enduring the severe pain in her body. She pulled her lips and forced a smile that was uglier than crying, and said word by word: "So what if you understand? Don't even think about me telling you!"