Outside the city.

Yunwu Mountains.

Lu Ming's clone rushed dozens of miles with a blood cocoon before stopping in a quiet valley.

Looking at the blood cocoon in front of him, Lu Ming could sense that the vitality in it began to gradually dissipate.

"I was too cruel..."

Eight late-stage Qi Refining cultivators were sacrificed before and after. Even if Liu Yunlong was a foundation-building cultivator, he couldn't stand such a toss.

Lu Ming could see that the "Devil Soul Entangling Blood Silk Spell" of the same realm was almost invincible, and one-for-one was not a casual talk.

It's just that the cross-boundary curse is a bit weak, after all, this is the difference in the essence of life.

A cultivator of the ninth level of Qi Refining, even if he sacrifices everything, can hardly threaten the life of a foundation-building cultivator.

Unless he is like this, the quality is not enough to make up for the quantity.

Sacrificing life without scruples, ants can also bite giant elephants to death.

But his original intention was to capture Liu Yunlong alive, and Lu Ming coveted his body.

It's a pity that such a good material for a foundation-building puppet is now mostly wasted.

I don't know how much strength it can retain after being refined into a corpse puppet.

Lu Ming actually didn't hold much hope. Liu Yunlong was originally the weakest among the foundation-building cultivators.

He was tossed around for so long, and his original strength was not much left, otherwise it would be impossible for him to be defeated by a Qi-refining puppet.

But he was not disappointed. The other party's storage bag was still on him. As the leader of a gang, he should not be short of money.

He didn't rush to touch the corpse. Liu Yunlong still had a breath.

Just in case, it's better to wait until he is dead before looting.

Sitting on the ground, Lu Ming waited quietly.

Two days later.

He communicated with the master and learned that Liu Yunlong's name had disappeared from the golden book, confirming that he was dead.

He rubbed his hands and planned to start looting without any worries.

But soon he encountered a troublesome problem.

Looking at the "three-proof" coffin on the ground, Lu Ming rubbed his eyebrows.

"How to break this blood cocoon..."

The "Devil's Soul-Entangled Blood Silk Spell" only teaches how to cast the spell, but not how to break it.

Lu Ming tried various methods, including spells and chopping with the magic spear, but he couldn't do anything to the blood cocoon.

The scene was frozen.

"What's the big deal!"

Fortunately, he didn't have to wait too long. With the death of Liu Yunlong, the blood cocoon lost its energy source and gradually began to dissipate.

Among them, Liu Yunlong's body disappeared as expected, turning into a pool of pus and blood.

After going through untold hardships to achieve the foundation, he thought he had changed his fate and transformed into an immortal, but he didn't expect to end up like this.

Poor him, he didn't know why Lu Ming killed him until he died.

In fact, if he hadn't successfully built the foundation, Lu Ming might not have targeted him.

He sighed and stopped thinking about it.

He picked up the storage bag and the lost magic weapon sword from the pus and blood, and began to count them on the spot.

After erasing the mana imprint, all the items were poured out.

There weren't too many things in it, and the number of spirit stones and elixirs was acceptable.

Compared with the identity of a foundation-building cultivator, it even seemed a bit shabby.

Lu Ming took out one of the small jade bottles and opened it to take a look.

There was a light green, crystal clear liquid in it, and it also exuded a faint fragrance.

"Hey, this is the second-level Yuan-building and Dingling Liquid? Good stuff!"

Lu Ming has already started to plan for the foundation-building realm, and he often pays attention to this second-level spiritual object.

Yuan-building and Dingling Liquid, a rare treasure that can stabilize the realm, is not cheap.

I didn't expect Liu Yunlong to have such a good thing. Did he use all his spirit stones to buy this?

"This is a bargain for me!"

Putting down the jade bottle, Lu Ming continued to count Liu Yunlong's items.

Soon there was a new harvest, and Lu Ming took out a jade slip from it.

"Jinghong, a second-level escape technique, ignites essence, energy, and spirit in order to obtain a speed beyond one's own limit."

It is another life-threatening technique, but it is just an escape technique, but after seeing the price, Lu Ming exclaimed that it was outrageous.

The side effects are just as the name of the technique says, it is fleeting.

It not only refers to speed, but also to life.

After the extreme sublimation, the speed of breaking the limit will not take too long, and there is no doubt of death afterwards.

"If you don't use it, you may not die, but if you use it, you will definitely die, so who is practicing these techniques?"

Lu Ming didn't understand it very much. He felt that this technique itself had a big problem. Who would practice these techniques?

Is it to prevent the enemy from whipping the corpse and run away to bury yourself?

"Fortunately, I am not a normal person. The so-called price of death is a joke."

For other people, this escape technique is useless, but it is very suitable for Lu Ming to use.

It just so happens that he also dislikes that the Burning Blood Escape Technique is outdated and can no longer keep up with his strength.

It is still good to have one more second-level escape technique.

Thinking of this, Lu Ming smiled slightly.

In addition to this escape technique, there is also a second-level technique.

Lu Ming took a look and found that it was a technique of gold, wood, and fire.

It should be Liu Yunlong's main technique, but it is not very useful for him.

But it is at least a foundation-building technique, which can be kept, whether it is sold or traded.

In addition to these two techniques and a bottle of Yuan-building and Dingling water, the rest of the remaining items are nothing good.

"Huh? What is this?"

Lu Ming took out a piece of ancient yellow animal skin paper.

I thought it was a treasure map, but when he saw the content on it clearly, his brows frowned.

"Hou Tu Contract? Offering to Ji's Chamber of Commerce?"

"It seems that this bottle of Yuan-building and Spirit-stabilizing Liquid was provided by the Ji's Chamber of Commerce. Did Liu Yunlong sell himself in exchange for a spiritual object?"

It seems that he was tortured so much before that his realm could not be stabilized.

And judging from the content of the contract, Liu Yunlong was so shameless at this foundation-building banquet because he was trying to make money.

"Do you want to pay off your debts quickly? You are quite crisis-conscious and know that borrowing is risky."

With a joke, Lu Ming's magic power shook, and the contract turned into dust and disappeared.

"It seems that Dong Ping'an said that the Ji's Chamber of Commerce was opened by the Ji family of the Xian Dynasty. Now that Liu Yunlong is dead, I wonder how the Ji's Chamber of Commerce will react."

Even for the Ji's Chamber of Commerce, which is a big family, it would be painful to lose a second-level spiritual object.

Is he swallowing his anger and taking this loss, or is he thinking something else?

Lu Ming smiled strangely, maybe this is still a big fish!

It just so happened that Liu Yunlong died and someone was needed to fill his vacancy.

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