Wang Tianhuan shook his head and told her his analysis.
"So it turns out that it is the soul-splitting breath."
Xu Chunniang's eyes showed emotion. Soul-Splitting Breath is a very powerful innate treasure, but its side effects are so strong that even if it is used by Mahayana monks, it will be a huge burden.
Someone once said that Soul Splitting Breath is not a treasure at all, but a poison. Using it is self-destruction.
Some people also say that the Soul-Splitting Breath was originally a thing from the immortal world, and only immortals were qualified to use it. Later, due to some strange combination of circumstances, it ended up in the spiritual world.
It's not surprising that Feng Ling used the soul-splitting breath to survive, and such earth-shaking changes took place.
After chasing her for a full three-quarters of an hour, the gust of wind behind her was still chasing after her, and he seemed determined not to give up until he caught her.
Perhaps it was the news that she had many spiritual cores spread that attracted Feng Ling.
It's just that if he keeps chasing like this, there will be no results.
Xu Chunniang glanced behind her and sent out a spiritual thought, "You can't catch me, how about we cooperate?"
There was a sneer in the wind, which seemed to be disdainful of her proposal, but it was vaguely heard to be Feng Ling's voice.
"Cooperation? When I was weak, I also tried to find help from other people, hoping to step onto the top of the Mountain of Creation and get a chance to enter the Void Temple.
But the result is that because the Wind Clan is too weak, everyone rejected me, including you! You have personally rejected me, why are you talking about cooperation with me now? "
Xu Chunniang's expression remained unchanged, as if she had already guessed that the other party would reject her.
"Since you realize that you were weak in the past, you should know that you were not qualified to negotiate terms at all.
The prerequisite for cooperation is to be evenly matched, otherwise it would become a joke? Now you are different from what you used to be, and that’s why you have this qualification. "
After a pause, Xu Chunniang continued, "Of course, if you don't want to cooperate, forget it, I don't care.
Anyway, I have already earned a lot of spiritual cores. Even if I leave now, I can still get a good ranking. But what about you, are you willing? "
The breeze behind him slowed down a little, as if hesitating for something.
The reason why Feng Ling specifically found this human female cultivator and pursued her so hard was because she listened to other people's words and learned that she had a lot of spiritual crystals on her body.
But her reaction was too sharp, and she ran away before he could get close. After chasing him for so long, she still couldn't catch him. If she continued to chase him, it would just be a waste of time.
Putting aside the awkwardness in his heart, the cooperation she mentioned was indeed feasible.
It was now the fifth day after entering the island, and almost everyone had heard that hundreds of monks led by the Lei Lie clan had fought a war with the three Taikoo clans.
The biggest winner at this time is the human female cultivator in front of her, who looks nothing out of the ordinary.
Some people say that she has tens of thousands of spiritual cores alone, and there are countless other innate and acquired treasures.
As long as he can kill her before she teleports away from the island, he can get everything she has.
After Feng Ling heard about this, he transformed into the wind and found the human female cultivator not long after, but he didn't expect that she was an acquaintance.
He stopped, but his tone was still a little stiff, "How to cooperate?"
Xu Chunniang stopped and looked back at him, "It's very simple. I'm responsible for sending people to lure other monks over, and then you take action and kill those people."
Profits attract people's hearts. With her current popularity on the island, even if she stands still, many people will come looking for her.
Feng Ling's magical power is very suitable for group attacks and can quickly get rid of those people.
Feng Ling thought about it and realized that this method was indeed much faster than killing people one by one.
For him, killing someone was easy, but finding someone was more troublesome.
"Okay, you contribute and I contribute. All you need to do is stand still. I'll do the rest. The things in the spiritual core and the mustard seed space are mine and you are one."
"Forget it, it seems that you are not suitable for cooperating with others, you might as well leave."
After Xu Chunniang finished speaking, when she turned to leave, she was stopped by Feng Ling.
"Wait a minute, how about I'm eight and you're two? I'm seven and you're three? Don't leave, let's discuss it later!"
Xu Chunniang stopped but did not look back, "All gains must be split 50-50, otherwise there will be no discussion."
Feng Ling frowned slightly, feeling a little unwilling.
"You just need to stand still. Everyone will be killed by me. I am the one who contributes more. A 50-50 split is not fair to me."
"If you think it's unfair, you can choose not to accept it."
Xu Chunniang turned back and glanced calmly at the gust of wind behind her, "I can do it alone without you, but at a slower pace. But you may not be able to find a better choice besides me."
Feng Ling fell silent. After using the soul-splitting breath, his strength increased greatly. Even if he faced dozens of monks of the same level at the same time, he could do so with ease.
But there were fewer and fewer monks on the island, and he spent most of his day looking for his opponents.
So far, although he has plundered some spiritual cores, it is far from what he expected.
"It's not impossible to open 50-50, but if I encounter a difficult opponent and I can't solve it in a while, you can't just sit back and watch."
"Can."
Xu Chunniang readily agreed and looked into the distance, "Someone is coming, so be prepared."
Feng Ling followed her line of sight and saw that the people coming were two monks with flaming red bodies.
"It's the Red Sand Clan."
The body of the Red Sand Tribe is a ball of red sand. As long as the Red Sand on their bodies is still there, they will not be killed and it will be very troublesome to wake up.
Only by wiping out all the red sand that makes up their bodies can they be completely killed.
But it is a pity that the two Red Sand monks, a man and a woman, faced off against Feng Ling.
The law of wind can naturally restrain the law of sand and can easily crush the red sand.
But at this time, the two Chisha monks had not discovered Feng Ling who had transformed into the wind. After seeing Xu Chunniang, excitement flashed on their faces and they rushed over.
"give it to you."
Xu Chunniang retreated, leaving the two of them with Feng Ling.
Feng Ling understood, but did not rush to take action. Instead, he quietly surrounded them in all directions, blocking all escape routes for the two of them, and then slowly pushed towards them.
The Red Sand Clan female cultivator realized something was wrong, "Wait a minute, there are traces of the Law of Wind around!"
After her reminder, the male cultivator from the Red Sand Tribe also reacted and his expression became unsightly.
According to the information they have, this human female cultivator holds a powerful formation in her hands, and also possesses the twin realms of life and death.
But I didn’t hear that she understood the law of wind or had treasures related to it!
Feng Ling did not give them any time to continue thinking. As soon as he thought, the wind from all directions blew towards the two of them.
(End of chapter)
