After hearing all this, Fang Che finally understood.

I just feel a little speechless. This matter is not complicated at all. It's just two families plotting against each other.

Although it is not complicated, it is full of twists and turns.

"The arrangements of your Su family are really... colorful. You advance in a measured way and retreat with a backup plan. I admire you."

Fang Che praised: "If you hadn't met me, you would have succeeded. Oh, what a pity."

Then he asked the question he was interested in: "What's the name of the messenger of Yixin Cult, the guy who uses the Five Spirit Gu? What does he look like? What kind of cultivation is he?"

"Oh, Sun Yuan? Grand master or above? White robe? Thin? Pointed face? There's a mole on his upper lip? Tsk, this guy pretends to be pretty good, and he actually walks openly in the mainland."

Fang Che snorted.

He knew very well that as a subordinate unit of the Solipsism Orthodox Church, the things they did must be shady.

And this Sun Yuan can walk openly and honestly in the mainland. "Sun Yuan" must be a fake identity that is well hidden. He even has a positive image on the surface.

Then this matter is interesting.

"Brother Su."

Fang Che sighed and said with some regret: "It's time for us to say goodbye."

"Don't kill me, please, don't kill me..."

Su Yue burst into tears and begged desperately.

"Brother Su, please go in peace. Don't worry about your Su family's property. As your best brother, I will take care of everything for you."

Fang Che inserted a knife into Su Yue's chest, inserted his heart into Su Yue's chest, moved his wrist, and stirred it twice. While stirring, he said in a serious and thoughtful way: "A man must learn to let go. You are born to die. There is a difference between dying early and dying later.

What's the difference? You have to think about it."

Su Yue's eyes bulged angrily, and he stared at Fang Che. Blood foam came out of his mouth, and he struggled: "I can't even be a ghost..."

He breathed his last before he finished speaking.

"Be a ghost..."

Fang Che sighed: "Why do you think so beautifully... Where do you have the chance to be a ghost?"

A milky white shadow hovered in the sky.

It is the soul of the golden horned dragon.

Suck up the soul energy particles of the Su family one by one.

He burped contentedly.

This kind of soul power that is on the verge of dissipation cannot be grasped by humans, but for a special spirit like the Golden Horned Jiao, it is a great supplement.

"Are they all clean?" Fang Che asked, "Make sure there are no survivors among the 124. This is very important."

The golden-horned dragon nodded obsequiously.

The body is still a little trembling.

The big devil in front of me was someone who could strangle him to death when he was at his peak!

When I saw it today, it was still the same horror.

More than a hundred people died like this without any emotion, how terrible!

"Check again. Especially this Su Yue's soul must disappear completely. After all, he will be my good brother for the rest of his life."

Fang Che ordered.

Then he started to collect all the loot. The gold and silver tickets were naturally put aside. The monster spirit cores were also stored separately. The weapons... were found somewhere to bury.

This thing is unlucky.

Things that can prove identity are buried together.

Then the body was disposed of.

"So tired."

Fang Che filled in the last shovelful of soil and stepped on it with his feet.

Then he jumped a few times on the grave.

"Speaking of which, you are really proud enough that you actually asked me to bury you personally. I have to say that this is a very generous treatment! How happy you are. If I die one day, let alone you coming to bury me, I'm afraid you won't even be able to bury me with a wreath.

You can’t even send it, it’s such a shame to think about it.”

"Besides, it's actually a blessing that your family is neat and tidy."

"Come on, let's see what good things this Thousand Poison Demon King has left behind!"

With the help of the inner ghost, Jinjiao Jiao, Fang Che inspected all the treasure caves of the Thousand Poison Demon Lord.

"There are so many treasures!"

A pile of spiritual crystals for cultivation, a pile of various secret books, a pile of various heavenly and earthly treasures, and strange metals.

"It's a pity that except for the lowest level spiritual crystals, there aren't many that I can use for my cultivation right now."

Fang Che smiled bitterly.

In fact, even the lowest-level spiritual crystals are still a bit over the top when used now.

But there are still surprises.

In the Thousand Poison Demon King's Cave, Fang Che discovered a pool of spiritual spring.

Although Lingquan is not a high-end product, it is enough for the present. The biggest surprise is that there is a Tianmai Zhuguo in Lingquan.

The red fruits are ripe and appear purple-red.

And it's a little overripe. There are lines on it.

"It's been at least a thousand years, this is the good thing that can really be used now, to cleanse the marrow and improve the qualifications!"

The Tianmai Zhuguo is exactly what lays the foundation for improving your qualifications.

I think it was prepared by Thousand Poison Demon King for his descendants or descendants.

"The last time I killed you, I did it right, Qian Du. Otherwise, how would this thing get my turn?"

Fang Che sighed.

Just grab three of them.

One Tianmai Zhuguo can improve one's qualifications, but that is only when there are powerful practitioners to help with the exercise.

But now there is no such thing, so Fang Che directly took the maximum limit: three!

After three, there is no use eating anymore.

There are still six pieces left on the red fruit tree.

Bring up countless scriptures and eat them.

One pill fell into my stomach, and my whole body felt itchy, and I began to secrete impurities.

After eating two pills, the secretion is like pulp.

The three lower belly are shaped into strips by hand-rolling, and are as thick as a finger and seven inches long.

The peculiar smell suddenly became very authentic.

"vomit!"

…

Fang Che sat cross-legged to absorb the power of the medicine.

A quarter of an hour later, Fang Che took a bath in the pool outside the cave.

The soul body of the golden-horned dragon looked at the black strips that had fallen at the bottom of the pool with complicated eyes.

…

Fang Che called it a day and unexpectedly discovered that his cultivation had improved by one level and he had become a third-level warrior.

"This Heavenly Vein Vermilion Fruit is clearly not something to improve one's cultivation..."

Fang Che sighed, his cultivation level was too low, he just had some benefits and made a breakthrough.

It's really too weak.

But when I checked my qualifications, I was a bit stunned.

This immeasurable scripture, combined with the Tianmai Zhuguo, almost exerts the medicinal power of the Tianmai Zhuguo to several times the effect. At least I can't find any faults.

"But my current top-level qualifications should be enough to seduce the envoy Sun Yuan, right? Tsk tsk, top-level qualifications, and have passed the test of Five Spirit Gu, and will survive the disaster... To the Yixin Sect, I am simply a gift from God.

Give them the seed they dream of."

…
To be continued...