Ugly Cultivation Notes

Half a month later, sandworm hill.

In the past half month, Xu Chunniang has been killing sandworms in Sandworm Hill with her Soul Breath Vine.

Every day, dozens or even hundreds of huge sandworms died in the hands of her and the Soul Breath Vine.

After devouring a large number of sandworm souls, the injured soul breath vines began to improve day by day.

The Soul Breath Vine, which was originally uninjured, became even more powerful after devouring the sandworm soul.

There are also several thick soul breath vines, which have a faint tendency to advance towards the Heavenly Demon Middle Realm.

On this day, after killing seven or eight sandworms, Xu Chunniang was about to dig out their eyes when she suddenly felt something, her face changed slightly, she decisively put away her ax and left.

The moment she withdrew, the sand where she originally stood sank deeply into the ground, and the rolling yellow sand instantly buried seven or eight fresh insect corpses.

Xu Chunniang ran away quickly, not forgetting to use her spiritual thoughts to send messages to the six people in the distance who were picking up insect corpses.

"Someone big is coming out of Sandworm Hill, hurry up!"

When they heard the sound transmission, the six people also noticed the movement in the distance, and subconsciously glanced in the direction of the sound.

This sight immediately made their souls tremble.

On the sand dune in the distance, a three-foot-long insect foot poked out of the sand.

The six of them did not dare to take a closer look, and quickly used all their strength to escape frantically away from the sandworm mound.

Just one insect foot is three feet long. It is hard to imagine how huge this sandworm's body is.

This big guy is most likely an insect king sleeping deep in the sand, possessing demon king-level strength!

The Insect King rolled out of the sand, glanced coldly in the direction Xu Chunniang was escaping, ignored the other six people, and chased her straight.

It could sense that it was this person who killed countless heirs while it was sleeping.

Seeing the Insect King leaving in another direction, the six people who escaped breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but sweat for Xu Chunniang.

That was the Demon King-level Insect King. The Insect King came out in anger. I'm afraid a fierce battle was inevitable. I didn't know whether the other party could escape from the Insect King's pursuit.

The old man withdrew his gaze and walked in the direction of Shacheng, "We can't do anything, so let's go back first and deal with the insect corpses while waiting for news."

The other five people followed the old man in silence, feeling a little complicated.

Even a strong person like the female cultivator is not invincible in this prison sand mountain, let alone ordinary cultivators like them.

In the world of cultivation, there is never a truly safe place.

Unless you just accept your fate and go to the third heaven to find a leisurely job to hang out, you may be able to live the rest of your life peacefully.

However, this kind of life seems stable, but it can be seen at a glance.

Who among these monks who have gone through many hardships and finally reached the realm of demons is willing to give up halfway?

The six of them returned to the camp they established outside Sand City, found an open space away from the camp, and silently picked up the insect corpses.

A familiar monk passed by here and saw them busy working non-stop. He immediately joked, "Not bad. It seems that I gained a lot from this trip."

Although sandworms are the most common sand beasts in the Prison Sand Mountain and are not very valuable, killing more of them will always be worth some money.

The female cultivator who was handling the insect corpses pointed at the gouged eyes of the sandworm and explained.

"We didn't kill these sandworms. We took the order. We just disposed of the insect corpses and earned some hard work." The familiar monks were a little surprised, but didn't ask more. There are indeed some chambers of commerce or organizations that hire people. Do similar chores.

Not only is this kind of work tiring, but the pay is small, so few people are willing to do it.

After the man left, the old man sighed, "I don't know how that female cultivator is doing now."

Hearing this, the others fell silent.

Some people's thoughts change very quickly. If she never comes back, wouldn't these insect corpses belong to them?

As if he had guessed something, the old man sounded warning.

"You have all seen the strength of that female cultivator. Even the Insect King may not be able to kill her.

You must not take advantage of these insect corpses. We have agreed to a 50-50 split, and then only take our share. Don’t let the small gain lead to disaster. "

The person who had been thinking about it suddenly woke up, put away the thoughts that he shouldn't have, and concentrated on dealing with the insect corpses.

Several people are very skilled in handling insect corpses. On average, each person can handle five or six insect corpses per day.

However, the insect corpses they collected in Sandworm Hill were enough for more than 1,300 insects.

The six people started working together. At the fastest speed, it would take at least forty days to completely deal with the insect corpses.

With such a huge number of insect corpses, even if they could only get half of the magic crystals, there would be nearly 400,000.

Spread evenly over everyone's head, that's more than 66,000 magic crystals!

Thinking of this astonishing figure, the six people were very motivated. This was almost their usual income for half a year.

But this time, they had only been out for half a month, and other than being surprised by the Insect King when they left, they did not encounter any danger during the whole journey.

Some people have even started to make a bargain, and after getting the magic crystal, they will buy a new robe.

The cassock I am wearing was purchased when I first came to Shacheng. It is so old that I can hardly wear it anymore.

At the same time, in the yellow sand a hundred thousand miles away, after five or six days, Xu Chunniang finally escaped the pursuit of the Insect King.

She escaped all the way, and finally rushed into the gerbil hole with the Insect King. While the Insect King was entangled by the gerbils, she cut off the Insect King's six pairs of legs and successfully got rid of the Insect King.

After successfully escaping, Xu Chunniang breathed a sigh of relief, carefully identified the direction, and planned to return to Shacheng first.

Firstly, the large number of sandworm eyes squeezed in her hand needed to be taken out. Secondly, she had been out for a long time this time. The vines were full and it was time to go back.

As Xu Chunniang walked, she paid attention to various changes in Qiaosha Mountain, and wrote down these changes one by one, so as to avoid unnecessary detours.

Even so, it would be four days before she returned to Shacheng again.

She returned to the place where she had camped before and set up camp again. After resting in the tent for a few days and adjusting her condition to the best, she found the location according to the old man's instructions.

In the end, it was all in vain, and several people were not in the camp at all.

At this time, half a month had passed since she was chased by the Insect King.

It stands to reason that after such a long time, these people should have rushed back to Shacheng. Are they out for something, or...there is another reason?

Everyone living nearby was acquaintances, and Xu Chunniang's unfamiliar face quickly aroused the vigilance of others.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Xu Chunniang glanced at the person who asked the question, "I'm looking for someone. Yan Guang lives here, right?"

Yanguang is the old man among the six. He is not the strongest, but he is the one who has lived the longest and is the best at dealing with people.