"Let me go, I'm good at serving people."
"I will practice dual cultivation techniques and I will definitely satisfy you."
"Please, let me go..."
Seeing Bing Chen's cold gaze, He Yixun tried his best to pray quickly. Before he could finish his words, another mouthful of blood came out.
Bingchen's expression didn't change at all. He came to He Yijun, squatted down, and pinched his neck. The next moment, a shrill wail came from He Yijun's mouth.
When Yu Jingyan saw this, a hint of unbearability appeared in her eyes, her red lips slightly opened, but she stopped talking.
"Second...sister...save...save...me!"
He looked at Yu Jingyan pleadingly, his eyes full of fear and desire to survive.
"Master..." Yu Jingyan said softly.
"Um?"
Bingchen glanced at Yu Jingyan with cold eyes.
Seeing that look, Yu Jingyan felt a slight chill in her heart, but she still mustered up the courage to say: "Young Master, killing someone is just a nod, please give her a good time." After saying that, Yu Jingyan knelt on one knee in Bingchen behind.
Hearing this, the last thought in He Yijun's heart was completely cut off, his face suddenly became extremely distorted, and he used his last strength to curse: "You will not die well!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his neck tilted and his expression froze.
A few minutes later, Bing Chen had a bright red blood soul pill in his hand. He looked at it and threw it into the space ring. Then he looked at Yu Jingyan, who looked a little sad.
"Bury her."
After saying that, Bingchen walked aside.
Looking at He Yijun's body, Yu Jingyan was slightly absent-minded. There was no joy at all in having a great revenge, but inexplicable sadness.
As the sword light waved, a shallow pit appeared in front of him after a while.
Gently picking up He Yijun's body, Yu Jingyan sighed softly, took a deep look at her again, and then put it into the pit for burial.
Standing quietly behind Bing Chen, Yu Jingyan looked complicated.
"What are you thinking about?" Bingchen turned around and asked.
Yu Jingyan shook her head slightly and did not answer, but Bing Chen could see a hint of fatigue and a little confusion in her eyes.
"Tired? I don't know where to go in the future?" Bing Chen asked.
The crossed hands trembled slightly, and his eyes suddenly became a little more panicked.
Bingchen sighed softly, pondered for a moment, and as soon as his mind moved, a thick book appeared in his hand.
"You can use this spiritual level skill to practice."
Yu Jingyan's delicate body trembled and she looked at Bing Chen with incredible eyes.
"In exchange, I will not give you your freedom, and you will follow me from now on. But don't worry, as long as you obey, I will not treat you badly, and I don't have the bad taste like Zhou Zhihuang."
Hearing this, Yu Jingyan was not unhappy at all, but had a different look in his eyes.
"Take it."
Without any explanation, Bingchen directly handed the technique to Yu Jingyan's hand.
"Sir, I..."
"Um?"
At this time, Bingchen's eyes looking at Yu Jingyan were no longer as cold as before, but a little softer.
Seeing the change in Bingchen's attitude towards her, Yu Jingyan showed a faint smile, then got down on one knee and said: "Thank you, Master!"
It was at this time that a figure appeared in Bing Chen's field of vision. It was Ling Xuan who was chasing the two spiritual-level sixth-level monks.
Arriving at Bing Chen's side, Ling Xuan handed the two Blood Soul Pills to his hands and said with a slight smile: "Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life. Brother, you should be relieved now."
Gently scratching Ling Xuan's little nose, Bing Chen said softly: "You can just take the Blood Soul Pill yourself. You are just practicing the Blood Soul Skill. This thing is of great benefit to your understanding of the technique."
Without refusing, Ling Xuan smiled lightly, but then turned her attention to Yu Jingyan who was holding the book of exercises in both hands, took out a Blood Soul Pill and stuffed it into her hand.
"It seems that Sister Jingyan has been recognized by my brother. From now on, Sister Jingyan will truly stand with us. We must support each other in the future." Ling Xuan said with a smile.
An hour later, the three of them found a relatively secluded cave on a low mountain with abundant vegetation. After a brief arrangement, the three of them each found a place in the cave to start meditating.
After taking the Blood Soul Pill and the Naling Pill from He Yijun, holding the two spirit crystals in his hands, he started using the Blood Soul Skill at full power. Within a moment, Bing Chen's body was covered with a layer of faint blood-colored mist. At the same time, the surrounding spiritual energy was also slightly disordered.
"Brother, he wants it!"
The movement caused by the ice dust immediately brought Ling Xuan and Yu Jingyan out of their training. Looking at each other, the two women saw the excitement in each other's eyes.
"He's about to break through, there's so much movement!" Yu Jingyan exclaimed in shock.
With their eyes fixed on Bing Chen, the two women had no intention of continuing to practice.
Until nearly half a day passed, after Bing Chen continuously refined six spiritual crystals and two spiritual elixirs, at a certain moment, his momentum suddenly surged, and within a moment, it stabilized at a stronger level.
Huh, Ling Xuan and Yu Jingyan let out a long breath, with a faint smile on their faces.
"Congratulations brother!"
"Congratulations, sir!"
Arriving in front of Bing Chen, the two women congratulated him at the same time, and then stretched out their hands at the same time, one to the left and the other to lift Bing Chen up.
"Brother, you are so amazing. In just a few months, you have cultivated from an ordinary person to the fourth level of Naling. This speed of cultivation will make even the so-called proud men of the academy pale in front of my brother."
"How many months?"
Yu Jingyan was startled and asked subconsciously.
"Yes, five months ago, my brother was still an ordinary person. But fortunately I met the master, otherwise a genius like my brother who is rare in thousands of years would have been buried."
Hearing this, Yu Jingyan showed a wry smile. It took him six years of cultivation to reach the fifth level of spirit, while Bingchen had already achieved this level in just five months. And she was convinced that she might be vulnerable to Bing Chen now. Not only herself, but also Zhou Zhihuang, whom she regarded as the favored son of heaven, was far different from Bing Chen in her opinion.
But immediately, a different kind of smile appeared on Yu Jingyan's face, and he felt a sense of peace and satisfaction in his heart for no apparent reason.
"Stop praising me. I'm almost blown up to the sky. Let's go and take you to fly." With that said, Bing Chen took one person by the other hand and rushed out of the cave, taking one step out.
I was slightly shocked. There was a cliff hundreds of meters below. If I accidentally fell, it would be no joke. Yu Jingyan quickly activated her spiritual power and was about to launch her flying sword when her feet suddenly became solid.
Subconsciously, he looked up at Bing Chen, only to see him looking at him with a complacent look on his face.
"Master, you!"
"Don't worry." Bingchen said softly.
Yu Jingyan became more and more surprised, looking at Bing Chen with disbelief.
"Only the fourth level of Naling Spirit, and you can actually fly with a sword, this!"
No wonder she was so surprised. According to the understanding of most monks, if you want to fly with a sword, you must have at least the fifth level of spiritual cultivation, or even higher. Otherwise, your own spiritual power will not be enough to support flying, and if you are not careful, your spiritual power will be exhausted. At that time, if you accidentally fall to death or become disabled, it will not become a joke in the mouth of others.
But immediately, a look of panic appeared on Yu Jingyan's face, and he quickly said: "Sir, don't show off, and quickly remove the flying sword."
"Sister Jingyan, don't worry, brother has his own sense of proportion." Ling Xuan gently held Yu Jingyan's arm and said.
"Let's take you for a walk." Bing Chen said excitedly.
As soon as he finished speaking, the flying sword suddenly accelerated, passing through the clouds, over the mountains, and overlooking the vast land.
"It is indeed a heaven-level skill. This kind of sword-wielding speed is far beyond the comparison of ordinary fifth-level spiritual monks."
"Brother, you are so powerful. If it were anyone else, Xuan'er believes that you might not have the spiritual power as strong as your brother."
"Heaven level!"
Yu Jingyan was shocked again, and after a while, Yu Jingyan breathed a sigh of relief. She found that the closer she got to Bingchen, the more mysterious he felt. In just a moment, the "surprise" she gave herself was beyond what she had ever experienced in her life. At the same time, this also made Yu Jingyan secretly have some expectations in his heart.
"I hope that after giving me painful torture, you can give me a tomorrow worth looking forward to so that I can spend the rest of my life peacefully." Yu Jingyan looked up at the sky and muttered to himself.
However, Yu Jingyan also knew that Bingchen dared to let her know such a big secret, maybe because she trusted herself, but more importantly, she was not afraid of herself leaking it.
"Don't worry, Young Master. Jingyan swears that he will never reveal any of Young Master's secrets, otherwise the heavens and the earth will destroy him and his soul will be destroyed." In order to avoid Bing Chen's doubts, Yu Jingyan said proactively.
Looking at Yu Jingyan, Bing Chen and Ling Xuan both showed a look of satisfaction.
However, the next moment, Bingchen suddenly frowned and asked: "Jingyan, do you know an old man who is in the early stage of Yiningshen, has a goatee, is slightly thin, and looks to be about sixty years old?"
"Goatee? It can't be! No, sir, leave quickly!" Yu Jingyan's face suddenly changed, and he said in a panicked tone, even with a little fear.
"Oh, it was indeed sent by Zhou Zhihuang, so what is the old man's background?" Bingchen asked calmly.
"Sir, let's leave here first and talk about it on the way."
"also."
As soon as he finished speaking, Bing Chen briefly discerned the direction, the flying sword under his feet suddenly accelerated, and he left the area in a moment.
"Shen Tu Zhi, one of Zhou Zhihuang's protectors, is known as the Butcher. He has killed countless people and his methods are extremely cruel." Yu Jingyan said with a slightly uneasy expression.
"Sir, if he catches up later, I will delay it for a while. You and Xuan'er go back as soon as possible. Don't show up before you have enough strength..."
"Don't worry, that person is still far away from us. He has no location. A person with the consciousness in the early stage of concentration can't even think of detecting our location."
Before Yu Jingyan finished speaking, Bing Chen spoke to comfort him.
After hearing this, Yu Jingyan felt a little relieved. Although she didn't know why Bingchen was so sure, or how he knew Shentu Zhi's location, she chose to believe it for no reason.
At the same time, where Bingchen and the others had fought with He Yixun and others, a thin figure suddenly arrived with a sword.
His expression was sinister, as if he was extremely unhappy. After taking a look at the blood on the ground, Shentu Zhi secretly cursed a piece of trash. However, when he was about to leave, his consciousness suddenly glanced somewhere, his face immediately became angry, and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
He swooped down and came to the newly plowed mound. He blasted out a palm, splashing the soil, and a female corpse appeared in front of him.
"Yihu!"
With a gesture of his hand, He Yixun's body floated in front of him.
A hint of pain appeared on the old face, and for a moment, strong murderous intent and violent spiritual power suddenly caused strong winds to blow around Shentu Zhi.
After a few breaths of silence, an angry shout that resounded for more than ten miles suddenly came out.
"You little bastard, I'm going to cut you into pieces!"
