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“Hehe, your words sound better than your actions.

At these words, Peng Hai couldn’t help but laugh. “Who doesn’t know the great merit to be gained from catching that woman? The problem is, can we find her? We haven’t found her all this time. Will us three Foundation Establishment elders definitely find her? Isn’t that nonsense? I don’t believe such a coincidence would happen.”

He was sure he couldn’t find Leng Yuexi.

“Well, it doesn’t really matter if we can’t find her.

The bald-headed cultivator, Miao Song, gave a wry smile. “When the Sect Master issued this task, he didn’t mention any punishment for failure. We only need to take a stroll in the Yunwu Mountain Range, consider the task done, why not?”

“Although it’s a critical time for our sect to fight against the Qingmu Sect, the Danding Sect, and the Immortal Mist Sect, even Foundation-building cultivators may not survive such perilous wars. We can dodge the disaster.¹

“Yes, there are great merits to be gained in wars, but one can surely die if not careful. We don’t have to take such a risk.”

He thought this assignment was in itself a boon. They could use it as an excuse to avoid the Ghost Demon Sect’s war.

“You’re right. A large number of foundation-building families seemed to have migrated to Yunwu Mountain Range to avoid the war recently.”

“These family cultivators possess considerable wealth.”

“If we loot, we could make a fortune.”

“The few Foundation-building cultivators we previously dealt with made us

quite a profit.”

“We earned more from that than participating in the sectarian wars.”

Ge Xuan, the one-eyed cultivator, nodded in agreement. He’d also experienced the benefits of plundering family cultivators.

They were all reluctant to give up.

“But it seems our actions had scared off the grass snakes, leading the nearby family cultivators to gather together. If we want to strike again, it won’t be that simple.”

Peng Hai said reluctantly.

If they could kill all these family cultivators, the wealth gained would be unbelievably enormous.

He might even accumulate resources that would help him advance to the mid- stage Foundation Establishment Realm.

“Relax, it’s a good thing that these fools have gathered together.”

The bald monk Miao Song’s eyes flashed coldly. “I happen to have a hundred- year-old Spiritual Medicine, the Monster Attracting Grass that emits a fragrance powerful enough to attract many Demonic Beasts, even second-stage ones. If I place this grass in their base, a large number of Demonic Beasts would likely attackit, shredding them apart. There’s no need for us to lift a finger.”

He revealed his plan.

“No wonder you held back and watched those family cultivators gather. You had such a trick up your sleeve. Brilliant, really brilliant.

“The Yunwu Mountain Range might not have much, but it’s teeming with

Demonic Beasts.”

“If they could cause a small beast tide, they’d likely have more than they could handle.”

Ge Xuan, the one-eyed cultivator, laughed heartily, overjoyed.

He saw that the plan to destroy the family cultivators was set, even if they did fail, they wouldn’t lose much.

If they succeeded, they could gain a substantial amount of treasure without breaking a sweat.

Annihilate these family cultivators.

No matter how you look at it, the plan was foolproof.

“Sure enough, you Ghost Demon Sect cultivators always bring about disaster wherever you go.”

“Mass murder, villainy. It seems there’s no room for you anymore.”

At this moment, a sudden voice came into the ears of the three early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators.

The speaker was naturally Zhou Sui.

He’d been observing these three Foundation Establishment Demon Cultivators for a long time, found their weakness, and unhesitatingly took action.

What?!

The three Foundation-building Cultivators from the Ghost Demon Sect were taken aback, their hair standing on end. They had not anticipated there would be other cultivators lurking in this remote area.

However, their Divine Senses had zero responses, perceiving nothing.

Boom–

The next second, an invisible soul fluctuation swept towards them, instantly crashing into the three Foundation-building cultivators.

This was the skill of the Dream Soul Gu – Dream Entrance!

Immediately, they felt a trance in their spirits, as if struck hard. They felt as if their souls were drawn into a Dreamscape, almost completely defenseless.

Zhou Sui can be said to have mastered the use of the Dream Soul Gu power to perfection.

Thud!

in a split second, a figure emerged from the fog. It was none other than Zhou

Sui.

His whole body shot out like a cannonball, going straight for the bald-headed cultivator Miao Song, who posed the biggest threat.

His punch, backed by the terrifying power of True Yuan, echoed with the roar of a giant dragon in mid-air.

Even though this was just a Clone, it still possessed half of his original body’s strength and power.

His body seemed to be harboring the Dragon Elephant Divine Power, containing unimaginable force.

“Not good!”

Miao Song, the bald-headed cultivator, shivered. Facing an existential crisis, he hardly managed to break free from the Dream Entrance skill.

But it was too late.

The punch landed solidly on his body.

His chest felt as if it had been brutally stomped by an Elephant God. Even his top-grade Defense Magical Tool couldn’t withstand the force of this punch. With a thunderous noise, a hole was punched through his chest, leaving a bloody gap.

Blood gushed out.

His entire body couldn’t bear this violent strength, shattering into pieces, just like that, without having a chance to fight back, Miao Song was eradicated with a single punch from Zhou Sui.

“You bastard, you dare ambush us?!”

At this moment, Ge Xuan, the one-eyed cultivator, and Peng Hai managed to break free from the Dream Entering skill. Seeing Miao Song’s tragic death, they were both shocked and furious, instantly attacking Zhou Sui.

One wielded a tiger-headed greatsword, the other a Wolf Fang Club, both fiercely swinging at him.

But Zhou Sui didn’t dodge, didn’t move. He stood there taking the hit.

Thud thud thud!!!

The Wolf Fang Club hit Zhou Sui’s head with enough power to split rocks, like hitting steel, sparking a violent shower of sparks.

Even so, Zhou Sui’s head didn’t even tilt. He watched them, smiling inscrutably.

The Tiger Head Great Sword slashed on Zhou Sui’s body, producing a metal clashing sound, sparking flying, but couldn’t even cut through his skin.

It was as if Zhou Sui’s body was ironclad, with unimaginable defensive power.

“How is this possible?!”

Seeing the scene, Ge Xuan, the one-eyed cultivator, and Peng Hai were stunned, gaping, they couldn’t believe what they were seeing.