Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

"Yeah, just find someone to do it."

When the evil cultivators heard this, their eyes lit up. Why hadn't they thought of this method before?

Those people died when they died. How could they compare with them? Fortunately, nothing happened to them. However, it was still too late. Let those people do the next thing.

"My subordinates will go and capture some people."

With that said, the evil cultivator hurried away with a few companions.

However, what they didn't expect was that Min Yi had already expected the cruel things these evil cults would do, and it was also within Min Yi's expectation to capture the common people to carry them for them.

Therefore, after the ninth grade poison powder is exposed to the air, it is only effective for half an hour.

At this time, the time has long passed. Even if the common people come, no matter how they come into contact with the evil cultivators in that place, nothing will happen.

…

That night.

The quiet courtyard suddenly became lively.

Team after team of people climbed over the wall from the yard, forming groups of three or so, forming almost ten teams, and began to wait for opportunities on the street to look for patrol teams.

"What's going on? The patrol team wasn't a group of seven last night. Why is it now a group of fourteen?"

Min Yi followed the ninth senior brother of Mingyue Sect and another new sect disciple. He was a little surprised to see a team of fourteen people.

When the patrol team came to check in their yard last night, they were in a group of seven. He even sneaked out to take a look, but he didn't see anyone else.

At this moment, there were actually twice as many people.

"Don't you know what's going on?" Ninth Senior Brother looked at Min Yi with some deep meaning in his eyes.

Others may not know what is going on, but as the instigator, how can Mr. Min not understand it? It must have been a big deal when he poisoned evil cultivators before.

No, just as a precaution, we sent out twice as many people, just because we were afraid that they would be poisoned again, right?

"this…"

Min Yi was speechless for a moment, and he didn't know how to reply.

He really didn't think much about it at the time, but he had already done it, so there was nothing more to think about, so he just continued to do something bigger.

What's more, they have other tasks. The two disciples of the Saintess Sect don't know where they have hidden themselves, and they have never been found. If Qian Yizheng and the others were not very sure that they were still alive, he would have thought that the two disciples were still alive. People have been killed in places full of evil cultivators.

After all, no matter how disgusting the Saintess Sect is, it is only the disciples of the sect who are not. The evil cultivators hate the disciples of the sect the most.

Sometimes he doubted that those who could continue to survive in Yancheng could either find a place to hide like these sect disciples, or practice evil arts together.

He felt that the latter was more likely and convincing.

He looked towards another disciple of the sect. After he returned, he had to ask these people if they had seen the disciples of the Holy Maiden Sect. Maybe they had met once before?

Although this is unlikely.

"Why bother with so many things? No matter how many people there are, we still have to do what they do!"

He didn't admit that he had done anything wrong. Everyone had this obligation to kill evil cultivators, and he just did what he should do.

"Have you taken all the antidote?"

"Impressed."

The Ninth Senior Brother nodded with the sect disciple next to him.

They had already taken the antidote and were always ready to take action.