Chapter 287 The Soul-Absorbing Flute! (1/2)

Qi Yun knelt on one knee, supporting himself with one hand on the spirit sword and the other on his knee. His hair was disheveled, his clothes were torn, and he had several wounds on his body that were oozing black blood.

He spat out another mouthful of black blood, his eyes filled with hatred as he stared at Gong Quan and the three men in black beside him.

Gong Quan showed no remorse and said, "Don't blame me. It's your own fault for gaining their favor, and they are friends of the other Daoists. Since they couldn't find them, they could only turn to you."

A superior magical artifact and a bottle of superior restorative pills in exchange for your life—a worthwhile deal.

Qi Yun sneered, her eyes flashing with a fierce glint that seemed to want to tear Gong Quan apart: "Don't you know how I am with them? You tricked me into coming here just for a magic artifact and a bottle of recovery pills. Gong Quan, you're really despicable."

Gong Quan shrugged and took out the Soul-Absorbing Flute: "This is a magic weapon that is close to a celestial artifact, not a low-grade spiritual weapon."

"Stop talking nonsense." One of the men in black pushed Gong Quan aside and stopped five steps away from Qi Yun.

His eyes were sinister, and his voice was hoarse: "If you don't want to become our puppet, tell me where they are."

Qi Yun coughed and sneered, "If the words of evil cultivators could be believed, you wouldn't be such lowly creatures that everyone hates and despises."

"court death."

Qi Yun's words undoubtedly hit their sore spot. The man in black said in a sinister tone, "Since you want to die, I'll grant your wish."

He shook the gray bell in his hand, and a series of ghostly wails echoed in Qi Yun's mind, causing his eyes to glaze over for a moment.

Suddenly, a cold snort rang out from all around, and Gong Quan and the three evil cultivators were forced back several steps.

The next second, three people appeared in front of them.

The people who came were none other than Ye Ling and her two companions.

Upon seeing Qi Yun's miserable state, Wen Yanchen immediately began treating her.

Qi Yun saw the familiar back and Wen Yanchen, and while spitting out blood, he laughed: "Heaven hasn't forsaken me, and you guys have even saved me here."

Wen Yanchen's face was grim: "Don't speak, your injuries are very serious."

Qi Yun shook her head slightly: "Their evil aura carries a strong corrosive and soul-devouring poison; you can't save me."

Ye Ling turned to look at him: "In front of me, dying isn't such an easy thing."

She said to Ye Jingyan, "That man is yours. I hate his smiling face."

Gong Quan, the man who was called, had a serious expression and a sudden feeling of unease. He thought to himself that he hadn't expected to run into them here.

If she could kill such a powerful ghost cultivator, then the rest of them would probably be in serious trouble too.

He gripped the Soul-Absorbing Flute tightly in his hand; perhaps he could use it to escape.

Ye Jingyan locked his mental energy onto Gong Quan and said to Ye Ling, "The magic weapon in his hand is quite good."

His spiritual power required a magical artifact that could control souls, and the other party's Soul-Absorbing Flute was very suitable for him.

"You have good taste; it'll be yours from now on."

After Ye Ling finished speaking, her figure disappeared from the spot and appeared in front of the three evil cultivators the next second. She smiled at them: "You dare to appear in front of me at the Golden Core stage? Who gave you the guts?"

The three men's eyes widened in terror. They realized that their spiritual energy was rapidly draining away, and they felt as if they were nailed to the spot and unable to move.

One of them stared at Ye Ling with a look of horror: "You can actually devour our spiritual power, you are the real evil cultivator."

Ye Ling smiled: "All things in the universe, any kind of energy, can be used by me."

As the three people turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared into the world, a flash of black appeared in Ye Ling's eyes, which then returned to normal.

She put away the three people's storage bags and various magical artifacts, then turned and came to Qi Yun.