Chapter 2150

"Fellow Daoist He, do you still have any of that essence blood?"

"I want some too!"

"I can pay the price!"

"Me too, me too..."

Wei Zhiyi and Cheng Mushan also flew to He Pingsheng's side.

Although the two of them did not cultivate the Great Dao of Blood, they had just been squeezed for two drops of essence blood by the Wu Clan — this was their origin essence.

Losing two drops of essence blood was a tremendous loss; their combat strength would drop by a whole level.

So the two wanting essence blood was purely to restore themselves.

"Fellow Daoist He!" Wei Zhiyi said, "We're not taking advantage of you; we want to recover faster so that when we encounter danger we can exert our maximum combat power, right?"

He Pingsheng smiled, then took out two clumps of fifth-grade essence blood and gave them to the two.

This time it wasn't free.

Joking!

Giving it to Yin Xiaoyue for free was because he had something to ask of her; these two were different — He Pingsheng had to recoup his costs.

The two didn't shortchange He Pingsheng either.

Wei Zhiyi gave He Pingsheng some divine gold!

Cheng Mushan gave He Pingsheng a fifth-grade Divine Dao Pill of the lightning attribute.

He Pingsheng accepted them happily; comprehending the lightning attribute when he had nothing to do wasn't bad either.

"You actually have this much essence blood?" Hong Wubo, flying up front, also slowed down and came to He Pingsheng's side, asking, "Any left? Give me all the rest!"

He Pingsheng said, "Sure... don't know what Fellow Daoist Hong will offer in trade?"

"Trade?" Hong Wubo's face was full of arrogance. "This Palace laboriously brought you lot here to seek treasure, yet you talk trade with me?"

He Pingsheng sneered: "Otherwise? Fellow Daoist Hong wouldn't think I'd give it to you for free, would you?"

"We agreed — seeking treasure in here, whatever treasure is found, you get a share!"

"My own treasures I won't share with you!"

"Fine!" Hong Wubo nodded. "Fine... remember your words, He Pingsheng, you'll regret this!"

"Without my support, you're nothing in here!"

"Hmph..."

Hong Wubo gave a cold hmph and flew off again!

Her speed was extremely fast, as if she were throwing a tantrum at He Pingsheng, getting faster and faster.

As if that could shake off He Pingsheng and the others!

He Pingsheng was also amazed — the Wu Clan had boundless strength and tough hides, but their flight speed was this ridiculous too?

He himself didn't mind; he could definitely keep up, but Wei Zhiyi and the other three were having a hard time.

"Damn it..." Watching Hong Wubo's gradually disappearing back, Wei Zhiyi's face turned iron-green with anger: "This woman is doing it on purpose..."

"Hey..." He Pingsheng said, "On purpose then on purpose... no matter, she flies hers, we fly ours, who said we have to chase after her?"

"Let's go, let's go, let's go..."

"This way!"

At first He Pingsheng still followed Hong Wubo's route, but after flying for half a shichen he deliberately veered off a bit, leading the other three toward another direction.

The deeper in, the denser the mountain ranges, the thicker the demonic qi.

From time to time came the frenzied howls of yaoguai.

Twilight fell, the setting sun blood-red!

The heavenly wind carried a hint of fishy smell, making one's whole body icy cold.

Just like walking into the Nine Nether Hells.

"It's a bit scary here!" Yin Xiaoyue said.

He Pingsheng said, "See these mountain peaks? Some are real mountain peaks; some are transformed from the corpses of the Wu Clan after death!"

"Right!" Wei Zhiyi added: "And the kind that are dried-up Wu Clan corpses drained of blood!"

"Ah..." Yin Xiaoyue's whole body went numb. "You guys stop talking..."

The sky grew darker and darker; she was a little scared.

Cheng Mushan beside her said, "You cultivate blood, yet you're afraid of these things?"

Yin Xiaoyue forced a brave front: "Not scared, just... creeped out..."

At this moment, a streak of light swept over from the distant horizon.

Hong Wubo landed in front of the four.

Her face was gloomy and cold as she looked at them and asked, "What are you doing running over here?"

He Pingsheng said, "Is that wrong?"

"Wrong!" Hong Wubo said, "Why didn't you follow me?"

He Pingsheng didn't speak.

Wei Zhiyi spread his hands: "Fellow Daoist Hong, you flew too fast; we... couldn't keep up..."

"You..." Hong Wubo opened her mouth, wanting to scold, yet didn't know how to scold.

She turned and gave a few cold laughs: "Hehehe... you're deliberately opposing me, aren't you?"

Finished speaking, she looked at He Pingsheng: "He Pingsheng... you cultivate space-attribute Dao arts; I flew all the way here, don't tell me you couldn't find any spatial traces?"

He Pingsheng was speechless: I didn't even say anything, why pick on me?

"Cough cough..." He coughed lightly twice and said, "I'm only at the third layer of the God Monarch realm, just started cultivating space Dao arts, not very familiar with them!"

"Friend, your divine powers are vast, and moreover, demonic energy is rampant here—I truly cannot be certain!"

The four of them each harbored secret delight, simply watching Hong Wubo: You fly fast—so what?

In the end, aren't you just going to come back obediently yourself?

"Not far ahead, there is a demonic cave!" Hong Wubo no longer dwelled on what just happened, but said: "Inside that demonic cave is where demonic energy condenses!"

"You all could find quite a few demon crystals or demon pearls there!"

"This item is a rare treasure for you Xuan Sect cultivators; once you return and place it in your clan, it can nurture your so-called 【Three Zhang Valley】!"

Upon saying this, Yin Xiaoyue and the others' eyes suddenly lit up.

Although Three Zhang Valley is low-grade, if cultivated on a large scale, it could indeed bring great profit to the clan.

Hong Wubo smiled, clasped her hands, and looked at He Pingsheng: "He Pingsheng, I'll take you to the demonic cave!"

"Give me all your remaining essence and blood!"

"How?"

He Pingsheng said: "No..."

"Daoist Hong, you seem to have mistaken something!"

He slowly looked at Hong Wubo and said.

Hong Wubo asked: "What matter?"

He Pingsheng said: "You came to follow us in treasure hunting; when we find treasure, you get a share, and at the same time, you also monitor whether we have obtained any great treasure!"

"I didn't get it wrong, did I?"

Hong Wubo gave no reply, merely snorted coldly, which counted as tacit agreement.

He Pingsheng continued: "Then, during this treasure hunt, which way should we go? When should we depart? Where to? How long to stay?"

"Shouldn't these matters be decided by us, rather than us blindly following you around?"

"Exactly!" Wei Zhiyi was the first to stand up and support He Pingsheng, saying: "Daoist He makes sense—from the beginning, it's been you following us, not us following you!"

"Daoist He speaks reasonably!"

"Exactly!"

Cheng Mushan and Yin Xiaoyue also came to their senses.

Hong Wubo said: "You dare threaten me?"

"I haven't threatened anyone!" He Pingsheng shook his head: "If you don't want to follow me, that's fine—I'll go treasure hunting alone!"

"Do as you please!"

After saying that, He Pingsheng had no patience whatsoever, directly turning into a streak of light and flying off in one direction with a whoosh.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

Yin Xiaoyue and the two others closely followed.

Hong Wubo was so angry her face turned green, but she could do nothing.

After all, her purpose was to monitor the four of them—she truly couldn't just split ways and go separate paths, could she?

She could only follow!