Maybe I shouldn't die.

As soon as they left, there was immediate noise on the deck.

"That was a monster just now, right?"

"Yeah, it has horns on its head."

"A person with horns on his head is not necessarily a monster. Besides, you have never been to a battlefield, so how can you recognize that it is a monster?"

"You haven't been to a battlefield either, have you? How can you be sure that it's not a monster?"

"Brother He, what do you think?"

"Yes, Brother He has been to the battlefield. What do you think?"

"That is indeed a monster. The bloody light emitted from its horns is the monster's natural talent. But how can a monster have a soul?"

"Yeah, how can a monster have a soul?"

Some people couldn't help but cast their eyes towards the two people who were left behind to clean up the mess.

There were many Jindan monks on the deck, and some of them immediately wanted to step forward and inquire about the news from them.

Mingxiu and the others naturally heard these people's conversation and noticed their gazes, but they really didn't know why monsters had souls!

They also know that no one will believe such an answer, and may even think that they are deliberately concealing the facts. After all, even if they know the reason, they still won't tell it to these people who come to ask.

There are so many people and who knows what powerful people are on the deck.

In addition to the monsters being the enemy of the entire cultivation world, their Yuxu Sect also has many hostile forces.

So the two of them looked at each other, ignored those who were walking towards them, turned around and flew towards the battlefield on the other side of the sea of ​​clouds.

They stayed to deal with the remaining blood mist, not to deal with those people's curiosity.

After seeing the actions of the two, the people who wanted to come over understood their attitude, and someone immediately changed his expression, with a bit of resentment and sarcasm in his tone.

"As expected of a disciple from a great sect."

Someone beside him immediately responded:

"Yes, yes. He clearly saw us coming, but he still turned around and left without hesitation. He didn't take the seniors seriously at all."

After hearing this, the sarcastic man's eyes flashed with resentment, and the expression on his face became a little darker. He was about to say something else, but was interrupted by a sneer.

"laugh."

The man turned around to see who was laughing at him, but he looked around but couldn't find the person who made the sound, and the anger in his eyes became even stronger.

He waved his sleeves and spoke in a sharp tone.

"Who is it? Who is laughing? Stand up if you have the guts?"

Naturally, no one would stand up. Although no one knew who he was, anyone with a little insight could tell that he was a Jindan cultivator.

Who would be willing to fall into the trap?

Mingxiu and the other man had no idea what happened on the deck after they left. After they approached the blood mist, they could clearly sense the malice it exuded.

The malice was so strong that it was not just directed at them, but as if it was directed at the entire world.

However, the two had also been to the battlefield and were not unfamiliar with this kind of malice, so after looking at each other, they immediately started fighting.

This blood mist has extremely strong polluting power. If it is not dealt with, it is likely to pollute the entire sea of ​​clouds. Even any creature that comes into contact with the blood mist will be contaminated.

Although few cultivators set foot in the sea of ​​clouds, the sea of ​​clouds is also a part of this world, and they will not allow the sea of ​​clouds to be polluted.

Mingxiu first circled around the edge of the blood mist, and after determining the range of the blood mist, he took out the purification formation and began to set it up.

The remaining Jindan cultivator stayed beside her to serve as a guard, and planted the Demon-Purifying Flower that he had transplanted from the medicine garden in a special pot.

This basin is not an ordinary basin either. It is specially made for the Demon-Purifying Flower and is specifically used in the purification formation.

After Mingxiu had set up the purification formation, he handed over the transplanted Demon-Purifying Flower. Mingxiu took the flowerpot without looking back and placed it in the center of the purification formation.

Then the formation was activated.

As soon as the formation was activated, the blood mist gathered towards the center of the formation and was absorbed bit by bit by the Demon-Purifying Flower placed there.

After the Demon-Purifying Flower absorbed the blood mist, its originally snow-white petals gradually became stained with a hint of blood red. As time went by, the blood red on the petals became more and more, until all the blood mist in the sea of ​​clouds was absorbed.

The petals that were originally as white as snow have been completely dyed red.

Mingxiu did not hesitate. After the blood mist was completely absorbed, he immediately retracted the formation and handed the Demon-Purifying Flower back to the person beside him.

"There is a lot of origin energy in this blood mist. It seems that it can be converted into a lot of spiritual fluid."

"I'll give you half when the time comes."

The two smiled at each other tacitly, and neither of them mentioned the matter of handing it over. After all, they were asked to deal with the blood mist, which meant that the spiritual liquid converted from the blood mist was tacitly given to them.

Then he flew towards the Dukong Boat.

There were still quite a few people on the deck paying attention to what was happening here. When they saw them come back, they immediately surrounded them.

Several of them were Jindan cultivators. Mingxiu knew he could not escape this time, so he boarded the flying boat without hesitation.

As expected, as soon as she stood firm, someone came over to greet them:

"My two Taoist friends, could you please tell me what happened before? Why did the demon spirit appear?"

Mingxiu glanced at the person who asked the question and replied with a smile:

"The sect is just hunting down the monster. Now the monster has been executed. Fellow Taoists, there is no need to worry."

Seeing that several people wanted to ask more questions, she immediately cupped her hands and said:

"Excuse me, fellow Taoists, we still have to go back and report to our uncle, so we will leave first."

Seeing her bring up the Nascent Soul cultivator, those people swallowed back the words that were about to come out of their mouths. In fact, they knew in their hearts that they couldn't get anything out of her, but they still wanted to give it a try.

Now that they have tried, they will not argue if they cannot get an answer. They just bow and say:

"We are sorry to bother you, fellow Taoist. We will take our leave now."

Then he turned and left without hesitation.

Mingxiu was a little surprised to see these people act so decisively, but he didn't think much about it. Instead, he turned around and went in another direction.

There were other people who wanted to know the inside story, but she sent them away one by one.

Only after the two of them disappeared from the deck did the crowd disperse completely, but they were still discussing the matter in groups of three or four.

At the window of a box in the brothel, there was a young man in luxurious clothes, waving a folding fan in his hand, looking in the direction where Mingxiu and the others left, without a trace of emotion in his eyes.

After a long time, he put down the fan and sighed softly.

"Pity."

The maid standing next to him couldn't help but ask with some concern when she heard this:

"They won't betray the young master, will they?"

The young man shook his head indifferently and said:

"Just confess it. Our plan has failed, and we should have changed our identities."