Maybe I shouldn't die.

They were all Jindan cultivators, so they naturally knew which Yuanying cultivators there were in the sect. Especially Lan Linghe was one of the most powerful Yuanying cultivators.

Naturally, they are no strangers.

But they could only recognize the person, but they didn't know more information, after all, they had never had any contact with him.

In addition to Liu Yihe, he is also from Jianfeng, so he naturally knows more than the others here. The whispered question is directed at him.

Liu Yihe was the only one among these Jindan cultivators who did not show any worry. After hearing the question, he did not turn around, but answered confidently:

"It'll be fine. He's Uncle Lan."

Yes, that’s Uncle Lan. The reason why Uncle Lan is so famous in Jianfeng is not only because of his outstanding combat power, but also because he has an extremely wealthy Taoist partner.

How rich is his fellow Taoist?

It is said that half of the shops in the entire Qingyun Market are managed by her.

Uncle Lan’s Taoist partner is a Nascent Soul cultivator from Qingyun Sect. He even guessed that Uncle Lan had been staying in Qingyun Sect before receiving the mission from this sect.

With such a wealthy Taoist partner, it is natural that Uncle Lan would not be short of spirit stones.

Although most rumors in the outside world say that sword cultivators usually only focus on their own spiritual swords, they themselves know what is going on.

It's all because of poverty. Most sword cultivators are very poor.

It is not easy for most sword practitioners to maintain a spiritual sword, after all, the materials and ores for making the sword are not cheap.

There are also many, Uncle Lan is one of them

Uncle Lan is talented, has a high level of cultivation, and is also good-looking. He was noticed by his Taoist partner at a mere exchange meeting among various sects.

After they were together, her Taoist partner tried to prevent Uncle Lan from developing any special feelings for his own sword.

He gave Uncle Lan more than a dozen top-level spiritual swords.

After that, whenever he saw a good spiritual sword, he would send it to Uncle Lan from time to time.

In her words, as there are more beautiful spiritual swords, people will like their natal sword less, or at least they will not develop any special feelings for it.

How did he know? Of course, the master told him!

Therefore, it is impossible for Uncle Lan to be short of spiritual swords. There are at least dozens of spiritual swords of various types in his storage bracelet.

At this time, the natal sword cannot be used, but there are other spiritual swords.

Other swords are not like the natal sword. If they are contaminated, it will damage one's own cultivation. They can be refined again afterwards. Even the candidates who can purify the blood pollution are ready.

After receiving his affirmative answer, the others felt relieved and turned their attention back to the battlefield over there.

The battlefield was still covered in blood, which blocked their vision and made it impossible for them to observe what was happening on the battlefield.

But soon a golden sword light appeared in the blood. As soon as the golden light appeared, screams came out from the blood.

The scream was so shrill that it made everyone who heard it shudder, as if there was some being in the blood mist who was suffering extremely horrible torture.

Although they couldn't see what was happening on the battlefield, the onlookers knew after hearing the noise that it was definitely Uncle Lan who had the upper hand.

Especially after witnessing the scene of the monster cruelly eating the heart before, the disciples in the academy would not think that the monster was pitiful.

Even though he was screaming miserably at this time.

Some people even couldn't help but spit quietly.

"Deserved it."

The one who made the sound of disdain was Ke Yu who was standing next to Fang Yue.

Fang Yue turned to look at her. The girl's face, which still had a bit of baby fat, was a little pale, and her eyes were filled with complete disgust as she looked at the blood mist.

When seeing the monster eating the heart, many disciples in the academy couldn't help but turn pale, and some even started to retch.

Although they were all practitioners in the Foundation Establishment Stage, this was their first time outside the sect. Most of them had never seen anything bloody, so they naturally felt physiological disgust when they saw that scene.

This is the instinct of being a human being.

Fang Yue was no exception. Although she had been to the mortal world for training before, the mortal world was not dangerous. She had not even encountered any particularly serious danger, so naturally she had never seen such a bloody scene.

So she was only slightly better than the other disciples. Although her face was also pale, she was not nauseous and retched.

After all, she had seen even bloodier scenes in movies and TV shows in her previous life, but she couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable when she faced the scene.

At the same time, she couldn't help but be alert in her heart.

I still need to find a way to adapt myself to this kind of scene as soon as possible.

After all, the battlefield is ruthless, and a single mistake when facing monsters could very likely lead to the death of herself and her companions. She went there to gain experience, but she didn't want to die on the battlefield.

All the disciples in the academy would think that the monster deserved it. Liu Yihe and others who were watching the battlefield would have even less sympathy for the monster. After all, they had been to the battlefield between humans and demons, and compared to those young disciples who had just left the sect, they would have a better understanding of the cruelty of monsters.

No monk who has been to the battlefield will sympathize with monsters.

Not even the Virgin White Lotus can do that.

More and more golden light emerged from the blood mist, and screams were heard continuously, but the blood mist showed no signs of dispersing, and they still could not see the specific situation on the battlefield.

Despite this, Liu Yihe and his companions still stared intently at the blood mist, and couldn't help but reveal a bit of worry on their faces.

Especially after the screams coming from the blood mist began to become weaker and weaker.

Mingxiu finally couldn't help but asked in a low voice.

"Uncle Lan, you won't just destroy the demon's soul, right?"

Liu Yihe answered affirmatively:

"No, Uncle Lan knows the limits."

After hearing this, Mingxiu didn't say anything more. Although she knew that Master Lan would not destroy the demon's soul just like that, she still couldn't help but feel a little worried.

The monster must also know that nothing good will happen if it falls into their hands, and it may even allow them to dig out more secrets.

It was possible that the monster would deliberately pounce on Master Lan's sword in order to preserve the secret behind it. Although the monster was ferocious, she had never seen a monster that was afraid of death.

Although I don't know how this monster turned into a soul, nature is not something that can be changed so easily.

In fact, Liu Yihe also had this concern, but he believed in Lan Linghe's methods.

Lan Linghe did not disappoint his expectations. He didn't make them wait too long before he emerged from the blood mist.

His expression returned to the calm and composed look he had when he first arrived, except that he was holding a sword in his right hand and a bowl in his left hand.

It means he has been through a battle.