So, the two went on another hunt in the wilderness.

This time, they provoked a high-level demon beast. After exhausting all their resources to seriously injure it, they pursued it for hundreds of miles and finally killed it. The two of them landed jubilantly beside the demon beast.

Zhao Nuo exclaimed, "Old Stone, we've made it, we've hit the jackpot! This is a high-level demon beast! I… I can't believe we managed to kill a high-level demon beast, it feels like a dream."

Song Yan said, "Fatty, when we get back, you should focus on breaking through. Once you break through to the Crimson Palace Realm, at least you can extend your life by a hundred years."

Zhao Nuo glanced at him, paused, then said, "I know, Old Stone."

He then smiled and said, "Isn't it because the time spent with you is just so joyful?"

Song Yan replied speechlessly, "Explain what you mean by the time spent with me?"

Zhao Nuo, unlike his usual joking manner, self-mocked, "Actually, I look happy-go-lucky, but I don't have many friends.

Other cultivators look down on me.

I am timid by nature, lacking in talent, very playful, and always frequenting those shady places without money.

Except for you, Old Stone...

You've never looked down on me. You genuinely treat me as a friend, a brother.

I… I truly wish this period could last longer.

When I go into seclusion this time, I fear that when I come out, everything will have changed."

As he spoke, tears of emotion welled in Zhao Nuo's eyes.

While they were talking...

Song Yan suddenly sighed lightly.

He had refrained from using his Divine Sense to experience the life of minor cultivators, but still sensed malicious people approaching.

This time, in pursuit of the high-level demon beast, they had left Soul Capturing Valley far behind. As for Seeking Immortal Valley, it was even further away.

And this… inevitably attracted unwanted attention.

Of course, to the unwanted attention, they were not just nuisances.

...

Swish, swish, swish!

Three cultivators landed.

Among them, the aura of two Crimson Palace Realm cultivators spread indiscriminately.

Zhao Nuo stayed rooted in fear and hastily introduced himself, "Fellow Daoists, we are cultivators from Seeking Immortal Valley, and friends are on their way here."

The leading Crimson Palace cultivator glanced at him, snorting coldly, "Drop the storage bag and get lost."

Zhao Nuo calmly said, "Have you heard of Fang Tiancheng? He is our friend! He'll be here soon!"

The Crimson Palace cultivator was startled, "Fang Tiancheng?"

Zhao Nuo proudly said, "Yes, my friend is very powerful!"

The Crimson Palace cultivator was visibly stunned on the spot.

Seeing the opportunity, Zhao Nuo quickly cupped his fist respectfully and said, "But we won't let the three seniors leave empty-handed. This beast can be a meeting gift. Old Stone, let's go!"

Saying this, he disregarded the demon beast's body, gave Song Yan a look, and was about to flee.

However, the Crimson Palace cultivator laughed aloud and then repeated, "My patience is limited."

Zhao Nuo realized something was wrong but quickly made up his mind, gritted his teeth, sighed deeply, and was about to throw the storage bag when a voice came from beside him.

"Fatty, if you lose the contents of this storage bag, if you lose this high-level demon beast, how will you break through to the Crimson Palace Realm?"

"Old Stone, you… hey, quickly get your storage bag out too, give it to these three seniors."

"Fatty, are you not planning to break through?"

"Old Stone, hurry..." Zhao Nuo hunched over, smiled flatteringly at the three, then said, "My friend is a bit stubborn, soon... he will give, soon."

Realizing he could no longer fool the three, Zhao Nuo's timidity exploded entirely within, now anxious and unsure.

To show his compliance, Zhao Nuo threw his storage bag first and then looked at Song Yan, sweating profusely, trying to signal him desperately.

Song Yan took out his storage bag.

The opposing cultivator raised a hand to summon it, only to find it wouldn't move.

Just as he was about to lose his temper, a black flash suddenly appeared from the storage bag.

A black coffin emerged in mid-air.

The coffin lid opened, revealing a corpse wrapped in a crimson robe.

A light flashed from Song Yan's bosom, falling into the blood corpse.

The blood corpse began to move instantly, three tree roots shot out, pierced the foreheads of the three Crimson Palace cultivators, and in the fixed, fearful eyes, with a "swoosh," sucked them dry. The three began to shrivel at a speed visible to the naked eye, turned into mummies, and then, with a breeze from Lin Feng, became dust and vanished completely.

Po Xu drew back the blood-stained roots rapidly, aiming towards... Zhao Nuo!

Zhao Nuo was completely scared stiff.

'Stop!'

Song Yan sternly stopped it with Divine Sense.

Reluctantly, Po Xu stopped.

Zhao Nuo fell to the ground trembling, stammered, "Old... Old Stone, you... no... Sir... I didn't see anything, I..."

He was so scared that he wet his pants.

Song Yan raised a hand to summon the three's storage bags, checked them briefly, removed the tracking aura inside, then crouched down and handed them along with Zhao Nuo's storage bag to him, saying, "Fatty, focus on your cultivation!"

Zhao Nuo raised his hand in surprise, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar face, said, "Stone..."

Song Yan said, "I also enjoyed our time together, but now… it must end."

With that, Song Yan dismissed Bosatsu Jade Makeup and flew away.

Zhao Nuo was stunned for a long time, then took the storage bag, left with a complex expression. As he entered the Earth Realm of Seeking Immortal Valley, he suddenly stiffened, feeling a strange loss in his heart, as if he had forgotten something important, but soon returned to normal.

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