Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant - Chapter 210

Chapter 210: Chapter 31: Attack of Lin Xiwen!_3

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But in his daze, he seemed to vaguely recall something.

Came from Song State… A swordsman surnamcd Zhao… Is he…

Boom!

The corpse fell from the sky, a dim book Magic Tool and a top grade Class II flying Magic Tool, also fell beside it.

By the time Wang Ba walked over, he could no longer recognize who the person was.

The corpse was neatly split in half.

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The face was all bloody and distorted.

Looking at the tragic state of the corpse, recalling the astonishing brilliance of Master Lin just a few breaths ago.

Wang Ba could not help but feel a deep shock in his heart.

A late-stagc, no, a Perfect Foundation Establishment, a powerful cultivator that made Wang Ba’s heart tremble, couldn’t withstand a single blow from Zhao Feng.

At this moment, he fully understood what Zhao Feng previously said, late-stagc in the Foundation Establishment, the weak are very weak, the strong are very strong.

The late-stagc of the Foundation Establishment is truly profound!

Originally, Wang Ba was slightly complacent, feeling that he could already dominate among the Foundation Establishment cultivators, but the current scene brought him back to reality.

“The journey ahead of me is still long!”

Wang Ba sighed deeply.

Then he immediately held back his nausea, and started searching the body, indeed at the location of the man’s Dantian, he found a strange, peculiar human-faced insect.

However, the human-faced insect’s condition was extremely weak, as if the death of its host had caused it great damage.

“Is this the Yin Devouring Insect? It doesn’t seem much like a Child Insect.”

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However, the characteristic of having no Soul aura on his body, led Wang Ba quickly recognizing it.

As he held it in his hand, he suddenly felt a sense of unreality.

He had been rambling on about the Yin Devouring Mother Insect, and now he got it so easily?

Zhao Feng also walked over at this time, glanced at the corpse of Lin Xiwen on the ground without much concern, and asked Wang Ba with confusion:

‘By the way, what were you about to say earlier?’

Hearing these words Wang Ba hesitated briefly, unsure of what to say, then shook his head:

‘No, nothing.’

He then held up the Yin Devouring Mother Insect in his hand:

‘Brother, I’m taking the liberty of keeping this.’

Zhao Feng didn’t even look at it, ‘Keep it. You need it. This person has a high Cultivation Base, he should have some good stuff on him, you keep those too.’

But Wang Ba firmly shook his head, knowing that Zhao Feng currently urgently needed a lot of resources, and moreover, without Zhao Feng, with Master Lin’s strength, he wouldn’t have gotten this Yin Devouring Mother Insect.

But Zhao Feng said: ‘Just now watching this ape Crossing Tribulation, I have gained some insight, 1 will go back to organize the gains, you deal with this place, come to Canglan City afterwards, we’ll go to the Linglong Ghost Market together.’

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Wang Ba had no choice but to nod his head.

Immediately after, Zhao Feng couldn’t wait to turn into a sword-light and disappear right in front of Wang Ba.

Watching the departing figure, Wang Ba shook his head, and then picked up Master Lin’s Storage Bag, Spirit Beast Bag and the two fallen Magic Tools.

However, to his disappointment, perhaps because Master Lin’s Soul was stronger than his, he was unable to break open Master Lin’s Storage Bag.

‘Such a pity…’

He then picked up the book Magic Tool and the flying Magic Tool, but found that was also the case.

‘Strange.’

Wang Ba had no choice but to forcibly store them in his own Storage Bag.

What he didn’t notice was…

An invisible, intangible, even unperceived by Spiritual Sence, phantom figure detached from the book Magic Tool and silently floated behind Wang Ba.

‘Damn swordsman!’

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