The cultivator's corpse hangs like cured meat on a rope in this dark chamber.
With the dim candlelight around, the whole scene looks like the underworld.
"These are new arrivals, all from the Foundation Establishment Stage, snatched from Blood Luo Mountain."
The masked man speaks with noticeable confidence.
After all, merging Medicine King Valley with Blood Luo Mountain, it's undoubtedly the number one sect in Cangluo now.
To rob something from them, you really need some prowess.
"Not bad, I'll take them all. Calculate how many Spirit Stones it would be."
Ji Yuan scans the bodies with his Divine Sense; indeed, all are Foundation Establishment Stage corpses, none missing an arm or leg.
That would be fine.
"This..."
Though the masked man's expression is hidden, his tone sounds somewhat embarrassed.
"What's wrong, afraid I can't afford it?"
Ji Yuan's voice deepens.
The dominating and arrogant demeanor of the Demon Dao immediately surfaces.
"No, no, no."
