A small casual cultivator!

After asking the inner sect elder, I learned that this ghost cultivator was killed by a powerful immortal when he and the demon clan attacked the human defense line together in the immortal realm. Such a clean wound, cut from the head and cut in half, it means he was killed by a strong man in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul stage. It seems that he was not very lucky.

If the Nascent Soul had not been burned in time to escape, it would have been crushed and its soul would have been shattered.

"Senior, you can take all the treasures on me, but can you leave my body to me? If you like, you can even leave me an arm."

The ghost cultivator who was entangled and suppressed by the chain shadow on the opposite side pleaded, saying that these flesh and blood were the key to his resurrection.

And seeing that Lu Luan did not kill him immediately, he had come to believe that Lu Luan might really only want money and not his life.

"I have no use for this thing."

Lu Luan threw Xuan Bing aside and asked him, "I heard that you Luohe Sect has a third-grade D-level elixir for healing. Where is it?"

"A third-grade Ding-level elixir?" The ghost cultivator was stunned when he heard it, and then quickly replied: "Senior, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, my sect does not have this kind of elixir."

Pills of this level are usually taken by cultivators in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

How could there be such a thing in the current Luohe Gate?

"I just want money, don't force me."

Lu Luan looked unbelieving as he took out the bead that imprisoned the ghost snail and threw it in front of the ghost cultivator.

The silent fire inside suddenly burned up.

"What kind of flame is this?"

The ghost cultivator's expression changed immediately, and he felt his soul power being burned.

"Where is the elixir? Otherwise, I will kill you."

Lu Luan asked again coldly.

"Senior, our sect really doesn't have this kind of elixir. Someone must be spreading the news." The ghost cultivator felt that he had died unjustly.

Luohe Sect does not have elixirs of this level, nor does it dare to have them.

"court death."

Seeing that he "did not cooperate", Lu Luan looked angry.

More magic energy was injected into the bead.

That ball of extinguished ghost fire burned even more fiercely.

"what."

The intense pain was unbearable and the ghost cultivator began to scream.

"Tell me quickly where the elixir is. If you give it to me, I can spare your life."

Lu Luan kept asking.

"Senior, this is unfair. We don't have this kind of medicine."

The ghost cultivator screamed and struggled in the flames.

"You won't tell me, right? Then don't blame me for being cruel."

Lu Luan continued to increase the flames.

"Senior, really not. Even if you burn me to death, it won't happen. What you heard must be fake news, fake news, senior, senior..."

The ghost cultivator held on to his last bit of consciousness and explained to him in the flames.

Lu Luan controlled the heat.

Make sure that while burning its soul, you don't burn him into a fool.

"Haha, you're really stubborn."

Lu Luan pretended to be genuine.

After a dozen breaths.

The ghost cultivator's screams gradually began to weaken.

"almost."

Lu Luan took a look and saw that the flame was about the same as his own, so he slowly extinguished the flame.

"Senior, no, no...no..."

The ghost cultivator was still talking nonsense.

But after the flames stopped burning, his eyes began to clear again.

"It seems you really don't."

Lu Luan murmured, looking very disappointed.

The ghost cultivator quickly said, "Senior, someone must be spreading rumors and deceiving you."

"I see."

Lu Luan waved his hand and let him go.

Finally, he asked again without giving up: "You really didn't lie to me? If I knew you were hiding something, I would definitely wipe out your entire Luohe Clan."

"Senior, please understand."

The ghost cultivator knelt on the ground.

"You are quite a character. You can wake up so quickly after being burned by my treasure for such a long time." Lu Luan said with "surprise" and couldn't help but praise you.

After hearing this, the ghost cultivator was immediately flattered.

Trembling, he took the opportunity to ask, "Senior, you really won't kill me?"

"I said, I only seek wealth, you are all demon cultivators, don't worry, I won't kill you."

Lu Luan turned around while speaking.

"Thank you, senior, for not killing me."

The ghost cultivator immediately kowtowed and expressed his gratitude.

"The demons are hunting me now. If you dare to tell them what happened today, I will kill your entire family."

Lu Luan tilted his head slightly and looked at him threateningly.

"Don't worry, senior. We are all demons. The demons are suppressing us now. It's not easy for seniors like you to live. I will keep today's events a secret and pretend that nothing happened."

Hearing that the other party was about to leave, the ghost cultivator hurriedly made a promise.

"That's good."

Lu Luan left a voice behind and then disappeared.

"gone?"

"Finally gone."

After seeing the barrier disappear, the ghost cultivator first looked around carefully. After seeing that the senior had really left, his entire body seemed to have been drained of strength, and he sat limply on the ground.

He looked like he was going to survive a disaster.

"Damn it, who is framing me for Luohemen?"

The ghost cultivator was extremely angry. Spreading this kind of news attracted such a powerful senior and almost caused his death.

Thinking back to what had just happened, he couldn't help but feel fortunate in his heart that there was an open-minded senior demon cultivator. If other demon cultivators knew that there was no such thing, they would definitely be so angry that they would strangle him to death.

"The body is fine too."

The ghost cultivator took the black ice that sealed his body, and when he saw that the flesh and blood inside was safe and sound, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then the senior must have been injured and urgently needed medicine to recover, so he believed the rumors."

The ghost cultivator thought, if he still had such skills even after being injured, how terrifying would he be when he was at his peak? He didn't dare to think about it too much, at least with this strength, it would be easy to destroy Luohemen.

After experiencing the feeling of being burned by flames, the ghost cultivator now only felt a deep fear towards Lu Luan and did not dare to harbor any resentment towards him.

The person he hated most in his heart was the villain who spread the rumor. Otherwise, how could he have suffered such a misfortune?

"My soul is injured, but the root has not been damaged. There is still a possibility of recovery. Fortunately, the senior showed mercy and did not really want to destroy my cultivation." The ghost cultivator felt more and more fortunate.

Lu Luan naturally had no intention of destroying his cultivation, otherwise it would cause irreparable soul trauma, and the leader of the Luohe Sect would probably have no motivation to find a way to recover.

"Master, what happened?"

The ghost cultivator sent a message and called an elder over.

This is one of his confidants in the sect.

If the other Nascent Soul elders knew that he was injured, they would definitely have some thoughts that would be disadvantageous to him.

When the elder saw him like this, he was shocked.

The ghost cultivator remembered Lu Luan's words and explained, "Just now, I seemed to sense the opportunity to transform into a Yang God, so I strengthened the power of thunder. I never thought that the formation was out of control and accidentally hurt the soul."

"Master, I will help you protect the law next time."

"Give me a few Yinming Stones first. I have used up all the Yinming Stones I have." The ghost cultivator wanted to recover first.

The elder immediately took out more than ten stones that emitted negative energy.

The ghost cultivator sat around the stone and began to absorb the negative energy from it.

"Quite sensible."

Outside, after seeing the ghost cultivator's performance, Lu Luan nodded silently.

Everything is going in the direction I want.

Next, it all depends on how Master Chen himself recovers from the trauma of his soul.

And judging from what he just said, he still has the ability to recover from the trauma to his soul.

Three days passed.

With the nourishment of a large amount of Yinming Stone, the ghost cultivator recovered completely except for the injuries on his soul.

He didn't look injured at all.

"Master, how do you feel now?"

The elder next to him asked immediately after seeing him wake up from his practice.

"That's almost it. Go and notify all the Nascent Soul elders to come to the hall for a meeting. I have something important to discuss with you." The Ghost Cultivation Sect leader instructed the elder.

"As ordered."

The elder bowed and then retreated.