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An explosion rang out, and one of the two fell from mid-air, while the other was blown away.

That's incredibly powerful.

Seeing Huo Wenyu run after the person who had been blown away, You Ruo sighed and muttered under her breath, seemingly complaining but actually feeling smug: "Oh dear, I feel like my bombs are about to be retired."

These explosive talismans are even more powerful than bombs. After all, this is the world of cultivation, where everyone is thick-skinned and tough. Simply damaging their protective spiritual power is not an easy task.

The explosive talisman was made based on spiritual power, so You Ruo wasn't too surprised that it worked well.

Taking advantage of your weakness, Song Sheng, unwilling to waste any more talismans, picked up his sword and went to find the person below who was about to get up, and stabbed him straight through with a single blow.

Not only that, she also twirled the sword in her hand in a circle, which was extremely vicious.

Hearing the man's screams, You Ruo's face scrunched up.

"Mom, this looks painful!" You Ruo quickly looked away, and Song Sheng's cruelty in her mind increased even more.

The original owner's memories told her that there was a great gap between each minor cultivation level, not to mention the gap between the two major cultivation levels of Nascent Soul and Golden Core.

Third Senior Sister seems to be at the mid-stage of Golden Core cultivation, while the person who was stabbed through is at the early stage of Nascent Soul.

That's brutal, absolutely brutal!

You Ruo shrank her neck, pulled the five unconscious people, and obediently stood behind Song Sheng.

She'd better be careful in the future. If Song Sheng finds out she's not the original You Ruo, he'll probably grind her to dust.

Song Sheng didn't notice You Ruo at all. She was rummaging through the storage bag on the half-dead person in her hand, and also took away the spiritual artifacts that the person was reluctant to use. She even took away the clothes with defensive capabilities on his body, without thinking it was bad luck.

When you are in the world, you will inevitably get hurt.

Although Song Sheng had never done such a thing before, he had seen it quite often.

So that's what it feels like. No wonder nobody wants to work hard.

Forcibly erasing the spiritual consciousness from the storage bag, Song Sheng glanced at its contents, his expression subtle.

Looking at the contents of the remaining storage bags, Song Sheng couldn't help but swallow hard. He turned to You Ruo and said, "Junior Sister, it turns out that this line of work is so lucrative."

Seeing Song Sheng's expression as if he had discovered a new continent, You Ruo nodded seriously: "Yes, he is very rich, but immoral."

Song Sheng: "No wonder, these people are all capable of becoming sect leaders, yet they would rather do this job."

Tsk, immoral, but rich!

Thinking of his own poor, run-down sect, Song Sheng... ultimately, morality prevailed over Song Sheng.

You Ruo craned her neck to rummage through the storage bag in Song Sheng's hand. The two of them were head to head, with the same "tsk tsk tsk" expression, dazzled by the spirit stones in the storage bags.

Huo Wenyu returned carrying a person who was completely limp, his face beaming with excitement and his eyes sparkling. He generously tossed five storage bags to Song Sheng, exclaiming, "My goodness, this person is really rich!"

You Ruo picked up the dozen or so storage bags she had found earlier, put them together and counted them; there were a total of twenty-eight storage bags.

Looking at the storage bags scattered all over the ground, the three people present had almost identical expressions.

Surprise, restraint, anger.

You Ruo was the first to come to her senses: "Second Senior Brother, Third Senior Sister, what are your plans for dealing with these seven people?"

Huo Wenyu scratched his head and asked her in return, "What about you? What do you think?"

You Ruo was distressed, her whole face scrunched up: "I originally wanted to cripple these people and let them live as ordinary people, to experience the pain of being bullied."

"But look at these storage bags, they're so many and so full. I don't know how many people they've robbed. Isn't it a bit too easy for them to get away with this?"

Huo Wenyu echoed his distress: "They really got off too easy. I originally wanted to kill them outright."

The two exchanged a glance, then looked at Song Sheng together: "Senior sister/junior sister, what's your idea?"

Song Sheng, who was being stared at by the two men, shook her head: "I don't have any ideas."

Her original thoughts were almost the same as You Ruo's: crippling these people and removing their cultivation would be torture for them.

The three hesitated for a moment, unable to come up with a good idea, and finally decided to wait until they met up before making a decision.

Many hands make light work, and many ideas can be found. Three cobblers are as good as one Zhuge Liang.

After contacting Hua Xi, who said they had already met up with Thirteen and the others and gave them their exact location, Huo Wenyu led the way with seven inhuman figures, Song Sheng led the way, and You Ruo followed at the back like an accessory, as they ran wildly toward the main group.

Song Sheng has an excellent sense of direction and quickly found Hua Xi and the others.

Hua Xi was leading everyone forward slowly, with Yun Si at the very back. The disciples in the middle, each with a talisman, formed a defensive formation, and the overall pace of progress was quite fast.

Seeing You Ruo and the other two return, Hua Xi gestured for everyone to stop: "Let's rest for a while."

As soon as he finished speaking, the once orderly line instantly became disorganized, and everyone crowded around Huo Wenyu.

"Second Brother, are these the people who wanted to rob us?"

"Wow, they have some nerve to rob us."

"What are you saying? It's because our senior brothers and sisters are so powerful. The weakest of these people is at the Golden Core stage. We wouldn't last a single round against them. They could kill several of us with a single slap."

"Hey, I don't like hearing that. We're not the kind of people who will just obediently let ourselves be taken advantage of. The sect leader and the others have given us so many good things, we should at least put up a fight!"

"You're right. The sect leader and senior brothers and sisters all said not to be reluctant, our lives are the most important."

"Haha, that's right."

"Hey, hey, hey, this guy is still glaring at us!"

"Hehe, let's beat a drowning dog! Brothers and sisters, we're about to beat up someone who's at the Golden Core or Nascent Soul stage!"

Upon hearing this, Huo Wenyu put down the rope in his hand. Just in case, he fed several people bone-softening pills, broke free from the encirclement, and handed the battlefield over to these junior disciples.

With Huo Wenyu's silent support, the already excited disciples became even more excited. Dozens of them rushed forward and started kicking the seven people who were unable to move on the ground.

Of the original seven people, only the one who was stabbed by Song Sheng was still somewhat conscious because of the intense pain and did not fall into a coma.

After being beaten by a group of disciples, the six people who had been unconscious woke up, and screams of agony filled the air, making for a very bloody scene.

You Ruo forced herself to stare at Hua Xi and tentatively asked, "Senior Brother, did you say something when you came back?"

Hua Xi nodded, a hint of anger rising on her face, her eyes slightly red: "The storage bags I just found contained many women's beautiful clothes, clearly not belonging to one person. I wonder how many people they have harmed."