The sect asked me to marry, and I cultivated to the pinnacle of martial arts!

Chapter 164 Trampling Fairy Crimson Cloud Underfoot?
As he pulled out the bottle of black pills, a moment of struggle flashed through the captain's mind, but it quickly disappeared.

Instead, a hint of greed and fervor emerged.

This pill contains unimaginably terrifying energy!
Combined with the Great Heavenly Demon Ancestor Scripture, it can easily and rapidly improve one's abilities.

Even with poor aptitude, one can still have a chance to glimpse the innate realm of martial arts!
In fact, as long as there is a continuous supply of pills, even the legendary realm of martial arts grandmaster, which they would never dare to dream of, could be attained.

There's also a chance to touch!
Upon opening the bottle of pills, a strong, pungent smell of blood immediately wafted out.

The pungent smell of blood, which would be offensive to normal people, was met with an expression of enjoyment by the four members of the team.

Just as he was about to take out the pills and distribute them to the others...

Suddenly, all four of them collapsed in an instant, dying instantly.

Two figures in black silently approached the four corpses.

One of them skillfully began to explore the spoils of war.

The black-robed man beside him: "..."

These are just a few heretical cultivators who have barely reached the Acquired Realm; what could they possibly have on them?

A moment later, the man in black robes watched as the man in black calmly took out several hundred taels of silver and stuffed it into his own pocket.

"...My lord's husband, is he really that poor?" The man in black robes looked at the man in black with a hint of shock in his eyes.

This is a martial arts master; he shouldn't be interested in a few hundred taels of silver.

Moreover, his movement techniques and strength... to be honest, even Youluo couldn't quite see through them.

Although her cultivation level was indeed higher than that of her master's husband, Youluo could sense from her intuition that this seemed to be a very terrifying martial arts practitioner!
Ignoring the shocked look in the black-robed woman Youluo's eyes, Lu Ye transmitted his voice, "Are they in this misty forest?"

Youluo nodded: "Yes, according to intelligence, they are stationed here. Now that they have seen these Three Yin Sect minions, it should be pretty much confirmed."

Looking at the misty forest in front of him, shrouded in miasma, Lu Ye felt nothing at all.

Speaking of which, miasma can be considered a kind of toxin, but his body, which is immune to all poisons, has long been immune to any kind of toxicity.

Turning to look at the black-robed Youluo beside him, Lu Ye transmitted his voice, "There is miasma poison in here. Do you have any antidote pills?"

"Of course I have one. I, Youluo, always make preparations before I do anything." Youluo took out a bottle of antidote pills, opened the cap, and took one in advance.

Then, he handed the bottle of pills to Lu Ye: "My lord, you should take one too."

Since Lu Ye said those words a few days ago, Youluo felt that this title... made some sense.

"Just call me by my name." Hearing him called that, Lu Ye had a strange feeling of being transported to the Three Kingdoms period. He shook his head and said, "I don't need it. You can put it away."

"Oh? Getting contaminated by this miasma poison is very troublesome."

Youluo said, "You should still eat one."

Seeing that it seemed Youluo wouldn't go in unless he took the antidote, Lu Ye changed his tune and said, "Actually, I already took it beforehand, just a short while ago."

The idea of ​​being immune to all poisons was still a bit too frightening, and Lu Ye didn't want to say it out loud.

Upon hearing this, Youluo nodded without any suspicion.

A moment later, the two silently slipped into the misty forest.

At this moment, in the clearing of the misty forest, at the edge, sat a young man with sunken eyes and a dark complexion.

If any disciples of the Crimson Cloud Sect were here, they would recognize him at a glance. The young man before them, whose appearance had drastically changed, was none other than Wu De, the inner disciple who had previously disappeared into the Black Stone Wasteland!
The aura surrounding Wu De at this moment was no longer that of the ninth level of the Condensation Realm, but rather that of the Acquired Realm!

The fourth floor the day after tomorrow!

If the disciples of the Crimson Cloud Sect knew about this speed, they would probably be astonished.

After all, how long has it been since Wu De disappeared? Less than two or three months!

The fourth level of the acquired realm is already within the range of the mid-stage of the acquired realm.

"The Crimson Cloud Sect... for the sake of a mere menial servant, they expelled me from the sect and sent me to reclaim wasteland." Wu De's eyes were cold: "You would never have imagined that two months later, I, Wu De, would have the cultivation I have today."

"Once the Dharma Protector's cultivation is restored, I will use the flesh and blood of the mere Crimson Cloud Sect to help me achieve the Innate Realm!"

Looking at the center of the open space, a hint of fear and fervor flashed in Wu De's eyes.

That's a real ancient thing from the distant past, originating from the Heavenly Demon Cult 100,000 years ago!

He holds a high position within the Heavenly Demon Cult, ranking among the Twelve Protectors! He is the eleventh Heavenly Demon Protector, and his strength is unfathomable.

Even though he has only been out of confinement for a short time, he has already recovered to the level of a martial arts grandmaster!
Of course, the continuous supply of resources and food from the Three Yin Sect and the Five Poisons Sect is also one of the reasons why the recovery was so rapid.

"Give the Dharma Protector some more time, hmph, the Crimson Cloud Sect is nothing special!" Thinking of Fairy Crimson Cloud's ruthless order, a shadow flashed in Wu De's eyes.

When the Heavenly Demon God Cult reigns supreme, even a mere Fairy of Crimson Cloud will face certain death if she does not submit!
Thinking back to that time when he followed behind the Heavenly Demon God Sect and could trample the Crimson Cloud Sect underfoot, Wu De revealed a sinister and smug smile.

Suddenly, a cold shout rang out from the center of the clearing in the misty forest...

"who?!"

In the center of the open space, the middle-aged man with a sinister gaze, like a knife, quickly locked onto a certain area and said in a sinister voice, "Come out, you two."

Below, the martial arts practitioners who had completely fallen into evil ways were on high alert, all looking towards that direction.

Someone actually dared to intrude?!
A moment later, two dark figures appeared in a void.

"This is Yin Wuyai, the eleventh protector of the Heavenly Demon God Sect. He is skilled in using poison. Be careful not to be tricked by him," Youluo quickly transmitted to Lu Ye.

The Eleven Protectors of the Heavenly Demon Cult...are they skilled in using poison?
Upon hearing this, Lu Ye's expression turned somewhat strange; it really was a good match for his major.

"Yin Wuyai, it really is you. You didn't die and even escaped from the seal." Youluo looked at the Yin Jiu man, Yin Wuyai, and said coldly.

Yin Wuyai, the protector of the Heavenly Demon God Sect, was immediately surprised and uncertain when someone revealed his name, which no one had known for a long time.

"Who are you? How dare you recognize me?"

Youluo coldly said, "Nine Netherworlds... Youluo! Today, you will be buried here."

Upon hearing this, Yin Wuyai was taken aback at first, and then burst into laughter.

"Who do we have here? It turns out to be that little girl who used to be by the side of the Nine Nether Empress!"

"Even the Nine Netherworld Empress was defeated and killed by my Great Heavenly Demon Ancestor. How dare you offend the majesty of my Divine Sect?"

"Are you courting death?!" Youluo's eyes flashed with anger as she stretched out her palm, causing the source energy in the misty forest to surge violently in an instant.

All the heretical cultivators present, except for Yin Wuyai, turned pale.

(End of this chapter)