Heaven Devouring Immortal Emperor

Therefore, Feng Yimo had to find out the whereabouts of the meat ganoderma after going through all the cities. He believed that as long as he could afford it, even if he couldn't buy such a precious meat ganoderma, it would be good to have news about it.    

    

When Jian Tong and the other two arrived at Greenlotus City, he was already sitting in the largest trading hall in the city.    

    

At this moment, Feng Yimo was like a tourist who had experienced wind and frost. He was a Golden Core Late Period warrior with a face full of beard and a face full of vicissitudes of life. He was negotiating with a young servant around the age of 20.    

    

"I'm sorry, Senior. The thing you mentioned is too precious. We don't have it here." The servant said to Feng Yimo with an apologetic expression.    

    

Feng Yimo looked disappointed. He turned around and was about to leave. He had just asked the servant if there was any meat ganoderma for sale here.    

    

"Senior, please wait a moment." The waiter seemed to have thought of something and stopped Feng Yimo.    

    

"What? Little brother, where did you find the meat ganoderma?" Feng Yimo asked in surprise.    

    

The waiter smiled and shook his head. "No. However, this junior reminded Senior that our shop can offer a reward for all kinds of news. If Senior can wait a few days, you can release the news and purchase the meat ganoderma. "    

    

Feng Yimo's eyes lit up. This was a good idea, but the meat ganoderma was a treasure that all high-level cultivators hoped for. Which one of them didn't want to have a clone? If there was any news, would they tell others?    

    

However, Feng Yimo still wanted to give it a try. He spent a thousand spirit stones and posted a message in the shop named Green Lotus Restaurant: 200,000 spirit stones to buy the meat ganoderma!    

    

The moment the news came out, it immediately caused a commotion in Green Lotus Building. Many people disdained it. "This person's brain is broken. If someone knows the whereabouts of the meat ganoderma, why don't he pluck it and refine it into a clone? How precious is a clone? He wants to buy its whereabouts with just two hundred thousand spirit stones! What an idiot!"    

    

The other person nodded in agreement. "Brother Ren is right. If I had the meat ganoderma, I would have cultivated a clone long ago. My combat strength would have doubled!"    

    

The third person snorted and said, "You can cultivate a clone? Do you have a second medicinal Primordial Spirit? Just the Flesh Ganoderma alone is unable to refine a second clone. One must have a second medicinal Primordial Spirit to be able to do so! Stop daydreaming! "    

    

That person's head was lowered by what he said. He did not know what to say. Indeed, the meat-shaped medicine might be easy to obtain, but producing a second medicinal Primordial Spirit was extremely difficult!    

    

Feng Yimo did not know the discussions of those people. He returned to the inn alone, ate some wine and wine, and then returned to his room to rest.    

    

...    

    

The next day, Feng Yimo came to the Green Lotus Building with his hands behind his back. He looked at the billboard hanging in the middle of the trading hall. There were rows of information on it. The information he released was ranked first, but there was no reply.    

    

He shook his head in disappointment and turned to leave. If there was no news tomorrow, he would leave the Green Lotus City the day after tomorrow. He would go to the next city to inquire.    

    

Just as he walked out of the Greenlotus Building, three tall and straight people walked towards him. Their entire bodies were like sharp swords coming out of their blades, sharp and threatening! Feng Yimo's pupils shrank slightly. Good fellow, in order to hunt him down, Sword Castle had sent out three Nascent Infant warriors, one late stage and two intermediate stage. They really thought highly of him!    

    

However, he didn't take these three people seriously. As long as he released the Three-Fingers Ghost Puppet, he would be able to deal with them!    

    

He calmly walked past the three of them without even looking at them.    

    

Jian Tong and the other two rested for the night. Naturally, they thought of all kinds of shops and merchant houses. As cultivators, they would normally come to every city to take a stroll and buy some items. Moreover, the shops and merchant houses were the most crowded, so they could gather information about that person.    

    

When they were about 30 meters away from Feng Yimo, Jian Tong suddenly turned his head and looked at Feng Yimo's back. He took out a round transparent bead. There was a blurry aura inside it.    

    

This was the aura of the killer brought back by the Intrinsic Flying Sword of the Sword Soul Star. The Lord had personally extracted it and sealed it in the Breath Bead to identify the killer.    

    

Sensing the aura of the Breath Accumulating Bead, Jian Tong looked at Feng Yimo's back suspiciously. After a moment of silence, he said to Jian Ming, "Junior Brother Jian Ming. You try that man!    

    

Jian Ming was stunned and said, "Senior Brother Tong. He is only a Cultivator of the Golden Core Late Period, how can he be a match for Junior Apprentice Brother Sword Soul Star? After Junior Brother Soul Star absorbed the sword into his body, his combat strength has become so strong that even I'm no match for him, let alone a Cultivator of the Golden Core Late Period warrior."    

    

Jian Tong glared at Jian Ming and shouted: That man has concealed his aura and avoided Jian Yuhu's pursuit. Could it be that he can't conceal his cultivation base? I would rather spend more time and effort than miss out on the culprit! " If the castle master finds out that the murderer is free and unfettered because the three of us made a mistake, do you think the Thunderbolt Sword will have you on it? "    

    

Thinking of the cruelty of the Thunderbolt Sword, Jian Ming couldn't help but shiver and immediately chased after Feng Yimo.    

    

The Thunderbolt Sword was a 30 meter long sword that hung high in front of the Sword Castle's main gate. It was rumored that the Thunderbolt Sword was a 30 meter long sword. Tens of thousands of years ago, when the Sword Castle was just established, it had already been suspended here. The sword body was covered with lightning, which was why it was called the Thunderbolt Sword!    

    

Besides being the treasure of the Sword Castle's fortress, the Thunderbolt Sword was also a weapon to punish traitors and enemies. There was once a disciple who betrayed the Sword Castle. His soul was nailed to the Thunderbolt Sword by the castle master himself. He was struck by the lightning more than ten thousand times a day, burning his soul and refining his soul. He was in so much pain that he could not die. That kind of pain that came from the depths of his soul made that person scream for seven hundred forty-nine days in a row before he was blasted into nothingness by a Thunder Arc!    

    

At this point, no one dared to betray the Sword Castle anymore. Even if they had rebellious thoughts, they still chose to commit suicide before they were caught!    

    

Of course, Jian Ming did not want to be nailed to the Thunderbolt Sword!    

    

He quickly caught up with Feng Yimo. When he passed by Feng Yimo, his left shoulder lightly hit Feng Yimo's right shoulder. Feng Yimo immediately screamed and fell. He was badly bruised. "Damn it, which one of you doesn't have eyes when walking?"    

    

However, when he saw Jian Ming, his face immediately turned pale. He could not help but bow. "I'm sorry, senior. I didn't know it was you. ..." "    

    

Jian Ming frowned. After the collision, he clearly felt the lack of Cultivator of the Golden Core Late Period magic power in front of him. His face was full of beard, and he was only at the Golden Core Late Period realm. He harrumphed coldly and said, "Watch your steps next time. I'm in a good mood today, so I won't bother with you anymore. Get lost!"    

    

"Yes, yes, this junior will get lost right now, get lost right now!" As he spoke, Feng Yimo rolled and crawled away. He looked very embarrassed and terrified.    

    

Jian Ming smiled in disdain. He turned around and said, "Senior Tong, I've tried. He's a Cultivator of the Golden Core Late Period!"    

    

Jian Tong nodded. He had seen Feng Yimo's timid behavior just now. If this man was a Nascent Infant Late Period warrior, he wouldn't be willing to be humiliated like this.    

    

"Let's go and find out who the Nascent Infant Late Period warriors are from yesterday to today." In their impression, only Great Cultivator of the Nascent Infant Late Period could kill Sword Soul Star!    

    

...    

    

Returning to the inn, the injury on Feng Yimo's face healed almost instantly. With a cold smile on his face, he muttered to himself, "If I can let you guys try it easily, it would be a waste of my Soul Concealment Art. There was a very powerful existence in Green Lotus City. Otherwise, how could the three of you survive?"