The young man instinctively took it, then looked at where Shen Wang had been, only to find that he had disappeared.

"A master!"

He was startled, his expression changing dramatically, realizing that this person's strength far surpassed his own.

If such a person had malicious intent, he wouldn't have given him so much time to speak.

In that case, this item should be fine.

His gaze fluctuated as it landed on the bottle; after a moment's thought, he opened it.

A refreshing fragrance wafted out, which was quite pleasant.

Peering inside through the bottle's opening, he saw several dark green pills and couldn't help exclaiming, "Peiyuan Pill?"

Looking closer, it really was the Peiyuan Pill that only Inner Sect Disciples could enjoy, invaluable to him.

Carefully, he stored the elixir away, glanced around, and quickly left.

"What a grand gesture, casually giving away such a precious elixir."

He mused, feeling delighted, and hurriedly returned to the mountain gate to avoid any unforeseen events.

By this time, Shen Wang had already passed Profound Turtle Mountain. Of course, he didn't fly directly over the mountain; doing so would be sheer provocation, unnecessarily stirring up trouble.

He subtly sensed that there were Golden Core Level cultivators in Profound Turtle Mountain, at least making it a second-rate sect. Yet, having the mountain gate established on the edge of the Desolate Ancient Mountain Range indicated some capability.

Of course, setting up a mountain gate near the Desolate Ancient Mountain Range didn't necessarily mean strength; sometimes sects chose such locations merely for their resources.

Or perhaps there were suitable lands here for establishing a sect, or it was simply more peaceful, which could also be reasons.

This sect seemed to be a second-rate sect in Xuan Province, usually low-key, so it was normal not to have heard of it.

Shen Wang lightly investigated and left silently from the side.

After passing Profound Turtle Mountain, demonic beasts indeed existed hundreds of miles ahead. He concealed himself as he passed by, and the beasts did not notice him.

Three hundred miles later, the view suddenly opened up, and the surroundings began transitioning from forest to hills.

This was still a wilderness area with many wild beasts and birds of prey, but few ordinary people were in sight.

Shen Wang couldn't find his bearings and had to find the next person to ask for directions.

As he scanned with his thoughts, he only found a team emerging from the mountain range nearby. He contemplated briefly, adjusted his direction, retracted his thoughts, and moved closer.

In general, he couldn't maintain the maximum scope of his search at all times, as it consumed a lot of energy and mana.

Typically, he maintained his senses within ten miles, and then scanned the surrounding hundred miles every so often, which was the most efficient method.

Soon, he drew within ten miles. As he approached, the team suddenly halted.

"Could they have discovered me?"

Shen Wang was surprised; from what he sensed, this team didn't have much strength, appearing to be ordinary martial artists.

"Liu Yao, why are you so late? I've been waiting for you the whole day. If you don't come soon, we'll be leaving!"

A rather disgruntled voice suddenly rang out from the front of the team.

"Brother Zhao, it's not that we wanted to; for some reason, the wild beasts in the mountains have become quite restless, often attacking us, causing significant delays on the road."

The leading Innate Grandmaster humbly explained, bowing to those ahead, his expression very courteous.

Not far ahead of them, a sharp-looking swordsman was standing with arms crossed, frowning slightly.

"Fine, I can't be bothered to say anything more. Since you're here, hurry up and come with us. Your goods are quite important, hand them over quickly."

The swordsman said coldly.

"Where's Steward Wang?"

Liu Yao, the leading Innate Grandmaster, glanced at the forest. "Isn't he supposed to be the one to receive the goods each time?"

"What's with all the pointless talk? He's busy right now, so only I came."

The swordsman replied impatiently.

"Brother Zhao, this doesn't comply with the rules."

Liu Yao hesitated. "According to the business agreement, at least two people should witness the goods handover. These are all wild animal pelts, without witnesses, how will the value be calculated later?"

"They're inside, go ahead."

The swordsman said coldly.

Liu Yao found it odd. Usually, three to five people came for handovers. Why was there only one this time?

He glanced behind the swordsman, where faint mist drifted about, obscuring the view.

"They're waiting for you inside." The swordsman said, "Why are you hesitating, just standing there?"

Liu Yao felt more uneasy and called out, "Steward Wang, are you there?"

"I said get inside!"

The swordsman suddenly displayed a vicious look, appearing instantly beside a person. With a squelch!

He pierced through the man's chest with his claw, reaching into his abdomen.

Liu Yao and the others were shocked, hastily backing away, staring in horror at the attack.

"What are you doing? Why attack your own people!"

Liu Yao drew his sword, watching the swordsman warily.

The latter sneered, "You're all going to die!"

In the next moment, the swordsman transformed into a human-sized weasel, baring sharp fangs.

"Damn it! It's a demon!"

Liu Yao cursed, swinging his sword down directly.

The figure of the weasel flickered, easily dodging the strike.

At this time, several yellow shadows leaped out from the forest.

Crunch!

A yellow shadow pounced on a person, snapped open its jaws, and bit through his neck, causing blood to spray everywhere.

"Ah!"

Another person had their throat slashed open, crying out miserably.

In the blink of an eye, the people present were either dead or gravely wounded.

The ambushing attackers were all weasels, just smaller in size.

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