I Can Devour Spirits

As long as those wrinkles climb onto his face, it will be the time his lifespan runs out.

”I hope I can refine the Rejuvenation Pill before that happens.” A flash of fear crossed Shang Xiangyu’s face. He had thought of himself as someone who viewed life and death lightly, but only when death truly approached did he feel the abyss-like terror and how it made one tremble.

”As long as the Black Blood Vine bears fruit, I can immediately start refining, I’ll definitely make it in time.” Shang Xiangyu muttered to himself, his features even slightly distorted.

At dawn, Duan Rong awoke from the stone cave.

He took off his dust-covered robe and changed into the blue Daoist robe from his backpack.

After changing clothes, Duan Rong tightened his waistband, walked slowly out of the stone cave, and along the edge of the cliff to a mountain spring flowing down the cliff face.

This was their usual water source, the nearest one available.

It was Yin Cong who told him about it while bringing him here to wash pots and pans last evening.

There was also a pool of water in the dense forest, where they took their baths.

Duan Rong washed his face with the icy spring water, rinsed his mouth, and then took a few gulps of the spring water.

The spring water was chilling and sweet, and the coldness immediately dispelled his drowsy sleepiness.

Duan Rong walked back along the edge of the cliff, only to see the mist that had been blown away by the strong wind last night gradually rising again in the valley.

When Duan Rong reached the cave entrance, he saw a figure standing in front of his cave.

Duan Rong looked closely and recognized Pan Yong.

Duan Rong walked over quickly, smiling as he said, ”Senior Brother Pan, to be seeking me so early, there must be something you need.”

Pan Yong said, ”Junior Brother, you sure rise early. Come with me into the dense forest for a bit.”

After speaking, Pan Yong turned and walked toward the cliff. Duan Rong immediately followed.

The two walked into the depths of the dense forest. Suddenly, Pan Yong stopped at a clearing and spread out two empty burlap bags he held on the ground.

Duan Rong watched Pan Yong’s actions. Although Duan Rong didn’t know what Pan Yong was doing, he knew that Pan Yong must be demonstrating something to him again.

Pan Yong laid out the two empty burlap bags, then suddenly flipped his hand, clutching a brown porcelain bottle. He glanced at Duan Rong and said, ”Be sure to hold your breath. This medicinal powder is toxic.”

Duan Rong nodded. In fact, the moment Pan Yong flipped out the porcelain bottle, he had already held his breath.

Being new here, he had to be cautious everywhere.

Pan Yong removed the cork and sprinkled the medicinal powder over the two spread-out burlap bags on the clearing.

After evenly sprinkling the medicinal powder over the surface of the two burlap bags, Pan Yong closed the cork and said, ”Come on, let’s hide on the tree.”

The two of them flashed their figures and leapt into the crown of a large beech tree beside them.

Pan Yong’s eyes shifted slightly, noticing that Duan Rong’s Lightweight Skill was swift and natural, evidently superior by a bit.

Duan Rong didn’t intend to hide his skills. Being new here, he knew that only by showing his strength could he earn respect and avoid unnecessary troubles.

Moreover, he wanted to fit in with Pan Yong and the others, and only by demonstrating his value would others be willing to include him.

As they hid in the tree crown, after a few breaths, various snakes and poisonous creatures crawled out from the cracks and grass, wriggling onto the two burlap bags.

Duan Rong watched the dense mass of poisonous creatures, furrowing his brows as his trypophobia slightly kicked in.

There were actually so many poisonous creatures hidden in this clearing.

Pan Yong glanced at him and said, ”The scent of this Poisonous Powder attracts these poisonous creatures and also anesthetizes them.”

Sure enough, Duan Rong already saw that some of the poisonous creatures crawling onto the burlap bags were motionless, evidently incapacitated.

About a stick of incense later, the two of them had filled a good two small burlap bags full of poisonous creatures in the clearing.

Pan Yong held a burlap bag and looked at Duan Rong, smiling as he said, ”Come on, I’ll take you to our secret hideout.”

”Secret hideout?”

Pan Yong had already picked up the burlap bag and headed toward a certain part of the forest. Duan Rong, carrying the other burlap bag, immediately followed along.