The more the fairy suffers, the greater my cultivation will be

The dead body was buried in the ground.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, what do you want to do with this person's body?"

Wei Yan stared at Long's body, and his eyes once again revealed an unconcealable greed.

Many cultivators who practice puppetry or alchemy are very interested in this kind of corpse!

After all, this is the corpse of a foundation-building cultivator. If it is sold, it will definitely bring a lot of money.

Qin Shou glanced at it lightly and was about to say that the body should be burned, but suddenly, a voice transmission interrupted his thoughts.

"Brother Shou, can you give me this corpse?"

The person who transmitted the message was none other than Yu Yingying, who was inside the Xuantian Treasure Ring. As a ring spirit, she could clearly perceive some of the things happening around Qin Shou.

Naturally, she also saw what Qin Shou did and his conversation with Wei Yan.

Listening to Yu Yingying's charming voice transmission, Qin Shou instantly understood what the little slut Yu Yingying was thinking.

There are two types of cultivation for this spirit, one is to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon!

The second is to absorb the essence of blood and flesh.

This blood and flesh essence includes both cultivators and monsters!

Qin Shou's face was calm, and when he raised his hand, a strong suction force suddenly emerged, and the dragon's corpse instantly turned into a brilliant stream of light, and was suddenly sucked into the Xuantian Treasure Ring on his finger.

Wei Yan, who was standing by, saw all this, but he mistakenly thought that Qin Shou was also going to sell the corpse as he thought. He approached Qin Shou with a sly look and whispered, "Fellow Daoist Qin, do you need a channel to sell it?"

Channel?

Qin Shou was startled at first when he heard this, but then he realized that Wei Yan had misunderstood him.

He thought he was going to sell the corpse of a cultivator,

Qin Shou didn't want to explain too much. After all, he took the corpse to feed Yu Yingying, and this kind of thing couldn't be exposed. He could only follow this misunderstanding and politely refused, saying, "No, I have my own channels."

After hearing this, Wei Yan couldn't help but feel a little regretful. He had originally dreamed that he could be an intermediary and earn a lot of commission from it.

But on second thought, a disciple of a big sect like Qin Shou naturally had no shortage of channels, and he was indeed worrying too much.

Then, Wei Yan's eyes fell on the shocking bloodstain on the deck. He pinched his hands and performed the cleaning technique.

In an instant, a soft light enveloped the bloodstain. In the blink of an eye, the bloodstain disappeared without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

The faint smell of blood in the air gradually dissipated. If you don't smell it carefully, it's hard to detect that there has been a bloody incident here, let alone that people have died here.

At the same time, the passengers who had fled in panic on the spirit boat saw from a distance that the spirit boat was not destroyed, so they turned back and flew back.

When they landed steadily on the deck and saw Qin Shou and Wei Yan standing there safely, they probably understood in their hearts that it was these two people who prevented the demon cultivator from self-destructing.

As for the whereabouts of the demon cultivator now, they naturally didn't dare to ask a single question.

So, they found a place with peace of mind and sat cross-legged.

The spiritual boat regained its former tranquility, as if nothing had happened, and everyone started chatting again.

However, this time, there were more discussions about the moves of the two demon cultivators, and everyone speculated which demon sect they were from.

After using the Golden Dragon Breaking Void Cannon many times, Qin Shou also felt a little tired at this moment.

He found an unmanned place on the deck, took out a few pills and swallowed them, sat cross-legged, and entered a state of meditation.

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Inside the mysterious Xuantian Treasure Ring, a girl with skin as smooth and crystal clear as top-grade mutton-fat white jade stood quietly.

The girl was extremely charming, with silky eyebrows on her delicate face, and her eyes seemed to be able to seduce people, and her black and shiny hair fell like a waterfall on her slender waist.

Suddenly, a dark hole appeared in the sky, and a corpse seemed to be pulled by a mysterious force and slowly fell from the hole.

A touch of joy suddenly appeared on Yu Yingying's face, and she ran forward quickly.

She approached the corpse and sniffed the extremely strong smell of blood, as if she was tasting the most precious delicacy in the world. Then she greedily stretched out her tongue to lick the delicate lips, and murmured: "What a rich blood and qi!"

"Imperial!" Then, she stretched out a white and slender finger like a scallion and gently placed it on the back of Long's bare hand. Miraculously, at this moment, Long's body shrank rapidly at an alarming speed visible to the naked eye, and in a moment, it turned into a dry corpse like a firewood. "Ah - so comfortable!" After sucking the blood, Yu Yingying became extremely excited and her cultivation level increased greatly!