I Can Devour Spirits

On the official road, a large billow of black smoke surged, engulfing the destroyed carriages and poisoned horses within.

Those constables driving the carriages had tall figures and appeared robust, but their martial arts skills were relatively low and they didn’t know any lightweight techniques. The range of the black smoke’s poisonous powder was too wide, and before they could escape, they were already foaming at the mouth, dead from the poison inside...

The black smoke continued to roll and spread, blocking Ah Mo’s sight. She darted out of the smoke, standing at the edge of the wild field by the roadside, only to see several figures springing out of the black smoke, scattering through the air in all directions...

Just as she was about to discern which figure was her lady, the ground beneath her feet suddenly exploded with a loud bang!

Ah Mo’s heart skipped a beat; she thought explosives were buried here too, and she had accidentally triggered them!

Ah Mo leaped up; she suddenly saw in the dust exploding beneath her, a large pale hand bursting out, reaching towards her groin like an iron clamp!

Shocked, Ah Mo didn’t have time to gather strength in mid-air. In haste, she stepped with one leg, striking towards the hand reaching for her groin!

Foot and hand collided in mid-air, the impact scattering the dust around.

Ah Mo felt a force as strong as a mountain surging up her foot, her instep trembled, and she quickly used the force to flip away, landing roughly a dozen feet away, barely steadying herself.

Then she saw, not far away amidst the flying dust, a giant figure emerging from the ground, standing a dozen feet away, glaring at her angrily!

Lv Qingzhu’s Feixu Piaomiao Step had long reached the True Qi Realm. The instant the black smoke surged, she shot out like a hawk piercing through clouds, gracefully landing in the wild field beside the road.

Looking back, Lv Qingzhu saw thick smoke billowing on the road behind her, with several figures shooting out and scattering in all directions.

Just then, from the treetop not far from her side, there was a rustling sound, and a dark red figure swiftly flashed among the treetops, before lightly landing not far from her, with a few falling leaves.

Judging by the skill in lightweight techniques, that dark red figure was not inferior to her in the slightest.

Blood Monk Wu Xiang clasped his hands together, descended lightly to the ground, and upon seeing Lv Qingzhu, his eyes filled with greed.

Lv Qingzhu, with both beauty and a frosty, ethereal presence, outshines any portrait. Upon seeing the ink drawing on the parchment earlier, Blood Monk Wu Xiang had expectations. Now seeing her in person, he was even more entranced, his eyes shamelessly sweeping over Lv Qingzhu’s face, neck, chest, waist, finally praising: ”Lady donor, you did not disappoint this humble monk!”

Noticing Blood Monk Wu Xiang’s leering gaze, Lv Qingzhu felt a surge of disgust, drew her long sword, and with a flash of cold light, attacked Wu Xiang, angrily shouting: ”You filthy monk, I’ll gouge out your disgusting eyes first!”

Blood Monk Wu Xiang chuckled, extended one hand to pull out a heavy Precept Blade with two chipped edges from his robe, his gaze flashing with fanaticism, murmuring with a hint of affection: ”Lady donor, let this humble monk take you to bliss!”

”To hell with you!” Lv Qingzhu cursed furiously at Wu Xiang.

Ge Qingchuan hid within a dense canopy beside the road, her gaze sparkling as she watched each figure springing out from the black smoke.

Each figure that leapt out was quickly intercepted and blocked in the wild field by another figure moving rapidly.

Evidently, the motivation provided by the Filthy Blood Divine Skill cultivation techniques was effective, as everyone was locked onto their targets.

Figures leapt from the black smoke, scattered into the wild fields on both sides, where ambushers lay in wait to intercept them...

Yet after seeing dozens of figures pass, Ge Qingchuan still hadn’t seen Fan Yuanhai.

Listening to the sounds of fighting around her, Ge Qingchuan’s gaze shifted lightly.

Considering Fan Yuanhai’s True Qi Realm Second Level, he couldn’t have been poisoned to death in the black smoke, and without seeing him here, there’s only one explanation: Fan Yuanhai wasn’t in those four carriages from the start.

Ge Qingchuan’s lips curled slightly.

With multiple branch strongholds taking severe hits, it stretched her resources thin for this operation. Now with Fan Yuanhai absent, removing a strong adversary means she can coordinate her forces effectively to ensure the success of this action.

Standing from a high vantage point, Ge Qingchuan surveyed the battlefield.

She wasn’t worried about Blood Monk Wu Xiang or Fan Hanzhou.

Below those two, the most critical battle, she perceived, was taking place up on the road covered in billowing smoke.

Zhu Qunxiang, Lu Qingfeng, Wang Shanshan, facing Yu Lieting, Xiao Nan, and Dang Haihong, were all there.

All six were in the True Qi Realm!

A thought flickered through Ge Qingchuan’s mind, and she prepared to join that skirmish. By teaming up with Yu Lieting, Xiao Nan, and Dang Haihong, eliminating Zhu Qunxiang, Lu Qingfeng, and Wang Shanshan, those three Sect Envoys of the True Qi Realm, it would practically solidify victory in this battle!

Just as Ge Qingchuan was about to act, she suddenly heard the rapid clattering of hooves. Rider and horse rushed over from a nearby ridge.

Ge Qingchuan frowned.

”It seems Fan Yuanhai has arrived after all!”

At the moment of the explosion, Duan Rong’s Divine Sense suddenly expanded. He darted out of the swirling black smoke, landing gently in the wild field next to the road, only to have a figure appear before him, blocking his path.

Within Duan Rong’s Divine Sense, he noted people darting all around, and the two closest to him were Lv Qingzhu and Tao Rong. Yet before them, another person stood, a monk and an old farmer.