The destruction of the Golden Wing Academy. To rogue cultivators, the Spirit Cultivator Sect, which was unreachable in their eyes, was destroyed so casually. This somewhat subverted their understanding.
As for those sects that were also third-rate forces, they were all treading on thin ice. They were afraid of provoking someone and following in the footsteps of the Golden Wing Academy.
However, for the second-rate and first-rate sects, this matter only slightly surprised them because if they took action, they could also destroy the Golden Wing Academy.
However, it was completely different for the Tang Family!
Some time ago, their eldest son, Tang Heyu, the hope of the family's future revival, died in the hands of Bing Shang of the Blood Garment Pavilion.
This time, the second son, Tang Hepu, died in the hands of the Blood Garment Pavilion's assassins again!
It could be said that the Blood Garment Pavilion had cut off the foundation of the Tang Family for the next few decades!
As for Tang Wanqiu, the concubine's daughter who relied on external objects to forcefully break through to the Spiritual Pulse Realm, she had never been taken seriously by the Tang Family's higher-ups.
At this point, the Tang Family had to face the fact that they were short of manpower, which suddenly pulled them from heaven to hell.
Therefore, the Tang Family urgently gathered all the higher-ups to discuss this matter. Some said that they wanted to suppress the Blood Garment Pavilion, while others said that they wanted a stable transition. The two sides quarreled fiercely.
The assassins of the Blood Garment Pavilion who caused all this had long returned to the pavilion and quickly returned to their normal lives.
For example, Leng Shiqi immediately went into his stone room after returning. Firstly, he was cultivating, and secondly, he was healing the injury on his right arm.
At this moment, his entire right arm was shrouded in a faint layer of demonic aura. The demonic aura seemed to be eroding the flesh on his arm, but in the blink of an eye, the flesh and blood were reborn again!
Leng Shiqi gritted his teeth and did not make a sound. He was using the Nine Nether Mageweath Diagram to heal his injury.
This way, not only could he heal quickly, but he could also temper the strength of his right arm. It could be said that he killed two birds with one stone.
Otherwise, pain was inevitable. Fortunately, Leng Shiqi's willpower was strong enough now, so he could completely accept this degree of pain.
This continued for more than half a day, and the wound on his right arm had basically healed, but there were still some scars left behind.
Leng Shiqi finished his cultivation and put on his clothes. Then, he began to recall the last strike Feng Shanmo had used to kill the Old Man of Books.
When he activated the Supercilious Eye, he clearly saw that the spiritual energy in the Old Man of Books' body was completely normal. However, he couldn't understand why the Old Man of Books would stand still and let Feng Shemo chop off his head!
Leng Shiqi suddenly remembered that there was an indescribable aura at that time. It was not spiritual energy or momentum, but more like some kind of emotion. However, he was too far away to know what it was.
After thinking for a long time, Leng Shiqi shook his head with a headache and said to himself, "Alas, Gang Spirit Realm is too far away for me. Now I'm not even in the Celestial Being Four Realms. If I spy on the battle between Gang Spirit Realm experts, I'll be overestimating myself."
"Who is it?!"
Just as Leng Shiqi was pondering, he suddenly felt a sense of danger. He roared and turned around with his sword in hand!
However, there was no one behind him!
To his horror, a voice sounded, "You're quite alert."
Hearing this voice, Leng Shiqi was shocked. He was not only surprised by how the person came in, but also surprised by why the person came to him.
However, he also put down the jade sword in his hand, because the owner of this voice was the head of the sub-pavilion, Feng Shemo!
"Disciple Leng Shiqi pays his respects to the head of the sub-pavilion." Leng Shiqi bowed and said.
Feng Shemo's figure appeared in front of Leng Shiqi strangely. With his hands behind his back, he said, "I'm here to ask you something."
Leng Shiqi replied, "I'll tell you everything I know."
"You, how dare you kill a disciple of the Tang Family?" Feng Shemo said in a meaningful tone.
Countless thoughts flashed through Leng Shiqi's mind. He immediately said, "I dare not disobey the head of the sub-pavilion!"
Feng Shemo turned his head in surprise and said, "Well, well done!
I appreciate you more and more. "
"I dare not."
"Okay, let's get down to business. I'm here to fulfill my promise."
Leng Shiqi's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. Back then, he had wanted to kill Tang He Pu because of the 10 times reward that Feng Sha Mo had mentioned.
After everyone returned, everyone who participated in the mission was rewarded according to their contributions. Only Leng Shiqi hadn't received his reward.
However, he didn't expect Feng Shemo to come to him, and it seemed like he came secretly.
Feng Shemo raised three fingers and said, "I've said before that the reward for killing a disciple of the Tang Family will be doubled, and the reward for killing Tang Hepu will be ten times.
Not only did you kill Tang Hepu, but you also killed four disciples of the Tang Family. After thinking about it, I've decided to give you three rewards.
First, give me your identity token. "
Leng Shiqi took out his identity token. He already knew what Feng Shemo was going to give him. It was definitely a drop of blood, but he didn't know how much it would be.
Feng Shemo also took out his own identity token. With a swipe of his finger, the number "1000" was drawn into Leng Shiqi's identity token.
"1000 drops of blood!" Leng Shiqi exclaimed in his heart.
He had only received 50 drops of blood from assassinating Bao Pengyi. In other words, this was equivalent to 20 two-star missions!
Feng Shemo said, "You participated in the mission to destroy the Golden Wing Academy. You could have received 50 drops of blood, but I've rounded it up for you."
"Thank you, Grand Pavilion Leader!" Leng Shiqi thanked him sincerely.
Now, he knew how precious the drop of blood was. Not only could it be exchanged for various cultivation resources, but it could also be used to buy a higher level cultivation room. At the same time, it was necessary to become a Blood Cloak Assassin!
It could be said that the drop of blood was the most precious thing in the Blood Cloak Pavilion.
"This is only the first reward. The second is this."
Feng Shemo said as he took out a small transparent bottle. There was a drop of sparkling red liquid in the bottle.
Although the liquid was sealed in the small bottle, Leng Shiqi could feel the pure spiritual energy in it!
"This is the saliva of a thousand-year-old Black Tortoise. It has been refined by blood refining. This drop of saliva contains more spiritual energy than a dozen Spiritual Transformation Pills.
Moreover, the spiritual energy in it is extremely pure. After refining it, there won't be any hidden dangers in cultivation. "
After hearing this, Leng Shiqi couldn't help but be moved.
According to what Feng Shemo said, this drop of saliva essence's spiritual energy was comparable to a dozen Spiritual Transformation Pills, but its value was more precious than a dozen Spiritual Transformation Pills!
Especially after refining this drop of saliva essence, there wouldn't be any hidden dangers. This was definitely a high-level treasure!