3167: C3167 The Contempt of Devil Cultivators

C3167 The Contempt of Devil Cultivators

The black-robed man hid himself, standing on the wall of the street, sizing up the shop and the people leaving the shop.

As for the shopkeeper and the group of people.

After leaving the shop, they directly entered another shop not too far away.

A weak-looking person welcomed them. "What happened?"

The shopkeeper narrowed his eyes. "It should be, a river dragon. "

"Do you want to. . . " As the weak-looking man spoke, he made a gesture with his finger and raised his knife.

The shopkeeper pondered for a moment and shook his head slightly. "Let's take a look first. He should have come from the State of Zhao and crossed thousands of miles to come here. He must have provoked some formidable opponent in the State of Zhao. . . To be able to come here safely, his skills are probably not low. It's fine if he follows An Sheng. If he doesn't. . . Sigh. . . "

The weak-looking man's expression changed slightly. "Is he very strong?"

The shopkeeper said in a low voice, his heart palpitating, "That horizontal skill. . . I'm afraid. . . There aren't many people among us who can compare to him. "

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On the wall on the side of the street.

The black-robed man looked around for a while before he retracted his gaze. "A meaningless battle between mortals and ants. . . . Indeed, mortals are just mortals, not worth mentioning. . . "

With a murmur, he jumped down from the wall and returned to the house.

In the shop.

Jiang Ting stopped tidying up the shop and started tidying up the shop again.

The devil cultivator had been swaggering around the shop, and he hadn't concealed anything from him. As such, he hadn't concealed anything from Jiang Ting's senses. Now, it seemed that the devil cultivator hadn't seen through his disguise.

The following surveillance would probably be much easier.

He could only hope that the fiendish cultivator would not waste his time and head to the so-called stronghold earlier.

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In the blink of an eye, half a month quietly passed.

At the entrance of the nameless shop that Jiang Ting had bought.

A rather loose armchair was placed at the entrance. Jiang Tingze was lying on the chair with a lazy expression on his face, which was quite inconsistent with his strong back and strong waist.

There were many pedestrians on the street, but none of them threw much of a glance at Jiang Ting. It had been half a month, and all the passers-by had gotten used to it.

Jiang Ting, who was lying on the bed, didn't pay attention to the courtyard. His senses were locked on the devil cultivator.

It had been half a month, but the devil cultivator didn't make any moves. He just stayed in the courtyard. During this period of time, no other devil cultivator had come. . .

As for the shop he opened, it was calm and peaceful. . . In this half a month, he had sold food and oil in total. Fifty wen.

After a moment of laziness, Jiang Ting tilted his head and yawned. He was secretly annoyed. "Is this person planning to cultivate here?"

He discovered that monitoring the devil cultivators here was a complete waste of time. During this period of time, he couldn't even cultivate.

If not for the seal that came from the Fiendish Cultivator's stronghold, why would he waste his time here. . . What gave him the most headache was that the Fiendish Cultivator did not do anything during this period of time, causing him to have no choice but to wait.

After being infuriated for a while, Jiang Ting narrowed his eyes as if he was sleeping. . . At the same time, he secretly decided to wait for half a month. If there wasn't any movement after half a month, he could only kill the devil cultivator.

He had no intention of killing that devil cultivator. With the help of the sword formation and Immortal Art, he could kill that devil cultivator. It wouldn't be difficult.

If not, if the fiendish cultivator did not make a move in three to five years, would he still be able to wait here for three to five years? If he continued waiting without Dong Jing?

If he had the skill, he might as well simply hunt down the wandering fiendish cultivators. He would have contribution points and spoils of war.

The flames of war might spread to the Golden Core realm at some point in time, and there would not be so much time to waste.

Very soon.

As Jiang Ting pondered and waited without any business, the sun set in the west and dusk arrived.

If there were no accidents, perhaps today would be another peaceful day. However, the world was unpredictable.

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On the other side of Jiang Ting's shop, there was a third house on the left.

Deep inside the house, in the main hall.

"Rustle. . . Rustle. . . Rustle. . . " Following a very soft sound, a figure leaped over from not far away and landed in the main hall.

This person took advantage of the time when dusk arrived to dress up in a black suit. From top to bottom, his two eyes were exposed, so no one could see his appearance.

He should be called a man in black?

After the black clothed person entered the hall, he carefully sized up his surroundings. "That's not right. Where is the person. . . Could it be that there is a mechanism?"

After muttering for a while, the man in black began to search the hall unceasingly. . . Shelves, screens, antiques, flower tables and so on. In short, as long as it was something that could be moved, he would go and touch it.

After touching it for a while, he accidentally touched it. He suddenly realized that the chair in the depths of the hall could not be moved.

His eyes, which could only be seen, were instantly filled with joy. Following which, he frantically started to touch the chair from top to bottom. Cough cough, he was only trying to see if there were any mechanisms on the chair.

After about half a minute, he finally realized that something was wrong. The handle of the chair could be flipped downwards. . . He did the same thing.

"Tzzzzzzz. . . " It sounded like a stone being dragged on the ground. Next to the chair, a hole appeared. Upon closer inspection, it was a tunnel that led downwards.

The black-clothed man's footsteps came to a halt. After a long while, he gritted his teeth and said, "It should be here. We must go and take a look. With my Light-body Technique, even if I expose myself, they won't be able to stop me. . . "

Then, the man in black entered the tunnel.

The tunnel was pitch black, and nothing could be seen. He could only take out a fire piston from his pocket and move forward with the help of the dim light.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, he suddenly felt a faint smell of blood.

Instantly, his eyes changed greatly and he hurriedly jumped forward.

This time, it did not take long. He discovered that there was a basement in front of him. There were many torches hanging on the walls of the basement.

"Crackle. . . " The sound of flames could still be heard from time to time.

Without thinking, he entered the basement. He did not hear any breathing sounds, so there should be no one inside. Then. . . His expression changed drastically.

In the basement, it wasn't that there was no one, but there were two people!

One of them was a black-robed man. He had a fierce appearance, and his eyes seemed to be filled with a bloody light. He looked at him with fear.

The other man was wearing a tigerskin coat. He was looking at the other man with anger. He had seen this man before.

Of course, this was not important. What was important was that in front of the two of them, he saw a pool. . . There was no water in the pool, only blood.0

That was a blood pool.

There was still a blood bubble that was still releasing blood energy. It was a blood pool.

Half a breath later, the black-clothed man suddenly raised his leg and shot behind him. He had no intention of making a move at all.

"Not good. " The man in the tiger fur coat's expression changed drastically.

The ferocious black-robed man tilted his head slightly. "Bring his head here tomorrow morning. . . Don't expect me to make a move, my enemies are still searching for my whereabouts all over the world. "

"Don't worry. . . . I roughly know who he is. " The man in the tiger fur coat looked fierce. He jumped up and chased after them.

The basement became silent. Only the sound of the explosion of flames and the bubbles of the blood pool could be heard.

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