Fairy, you call this repaying a debt of gratitude?

The thunderous roar of the giant sword slamming down gradually faded, and the world returned to silence and darkness once more.

Mo Qianying collapsed in the center of the ruins, breathing heavily with difficulty. Each breath was accompanied by a violent cough, and mouthfuls of dark red blood spurted from his throat.

It seemed that Shen Wei's sword strike had broken through some kind of limitation, and at the last moment, the strange magic weapon actually restored his cultivation to the late Nascent Soul stage.

Even so, it only allowed him to hold on for a little longer, barely keeping him alive.

"Meng...Chang Geng, save me."

Mo Qianying stared intently at Meng Changgeng, who was filled with doubt.

"What... what sword technique was that just now?"

Meng Changgeng seemed to still be immersed in the fear brought to him by the golden giant sword, his mind was in a daze, until his gaze swept across the whole scene and he saw Shen Wei also completely exhausted, sitting half on the ruins, his tense nerves finally relaxed a little.

He composed himself, then slowly walked up to Mo Qianying, looking down at his disheveled companion.

The pleas of a dying person are truly disgusting.

"Where are the pills?"

"Save me first..." Mo Qianying struggled weakly, her tone pleading.

Meng Changgeng simply watched coldly, then with a flick of his fingertips, the long sword at his waist was suddenly drawn.

"Pfft—"

With a flash of cold light, the jade-white longsword plunged straight into Mo Qianying's head. He twitched once, and then there was no more life.

Warm blood gushed out instantly, splashing onto Meng Changgeng's clothes, and then slowly dripping down the fabric.

"Even on the verge of death, you still dare to negotiate with me... I can only say you truly deserve to be called a member of the demonic path?"

Meng Changgeng drew his longsword, casually flicking away the bloodstains from its blade. His voice was cold and devoid of emotion.

Then, he reached into Mo Qianying's waist, preparing to search for the crucial demonic core.

Just then, those who had been blinded by the light of the giant sword slowly came to their senses and turned their gazes to the ruins of what was once a post station.

But when they saw the scene clearly, they were all surprised, and whispers began to murmur among themselves.

"Your Fuyou Sect—"

Upon seeing this, Yi Chuan felt a surge of anger rising within him. Just as he was about to utter a furious rebuke, Ren You's longsword was already firmly pressed against his neck.

Ren You was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter, the sound echoing across the silent ruins.

"Ha...haha! I think you should just give the title of 'demonic path' to your Fuyou Sect!"

He knew he had no way out, and even with a sword at his neck, he showed no fear.

But courage and fearlessness cannot ultimately bring about a chance for survival.

With a "thump," the three disciples of the Demonic Sect followed in Mo Qianying's footsteps.

Meng Changgeng slightly raised his eyes in the direction from which the commotion came, glanced at it indifferently, and then looked away, his tone completely calm.

"Kill them all... I'll handle the Nascent Soul cultivators on the back slope."

The sound wasn't loud, but everyone present could hear it.

"Elder Meng, they are all just ordinary people..." Ren You said hesitantly, as if he hadn't heard the second half of the sentence.

He could be ruthless and decisive in killing these wicked demons, but he couldn't bring himself to kill unarmed ordinary people. His moral compass prevented him from obeying the order.

"They are not ordinary people."

Meng Changgeng didn't even raise his head, his tone indifferent.

"Not an ordinary person?"

Ren You looked puzzled and subconsciously turned to look at Wen Jingxing and his group. Before he could react, a sharp spiritual force suddenly attacked.

Wen Jingxing and Wen Xuantong immediately sensed something was wrong and subconsciously circulated their spiritual energy to create a protective aura.

"Bang."

The spiritual energy slammed into the protective aura, and the two of them shuddered, falling halfway to the ground with a trace of blood trickling from the corner of their mouths.

"You are Golden Core cultivators!?" Ren You exclaimed in surprise, only then realizing what was going on.

Meanwhile, Meng Changgeng, who was unleashing his spiritual power, did not stop moving at all. With a light touch of his fingertip, he broke through the restriction on Mo Qianying's storage ring.

He reached into the ring and searched carefully. After a while, his expression gradually darkened. The demon pill that he was determined to obtain was not inside!

Undeterred, he bent down and carefully searched Mo Qianying's tattered clothes, but the clothes had already been torn to shreds by the sword energy and were damaged in many places, leaving no place to hide the demonic core.

He seemed to realize something, stood up, and slowly looked up at Shen Wei. "That pill...is on you?"

Shen Wei slowly raised his hand and took out a jet-black pill from his robes, shrouded in a faint black aura. He gently pinched it between his fingertips, then looked up at Meng Changgeng. "Is this the one you're talking about?"

Seeing that he couldn't escape Meng Changgeng's eyes, he decisively took it out.

Shen Wei had already taken notice when Meng Changgeng stood by and refused to help.

The moment the illusory sword Wanying fell, he took advantage of Mo Qianying's shock and confusion caused by the sword's power to secretly take the demonic pill from her body.

The reason he didn't kill Mo Qianying on the spot was to test Meng Changgeng and see if he would help him against him for the sake of this demon pill.

After all, according to the plan, this demon pill was to be taken back and given to Qin Yunshang.

However, Meng Changgeng's decisiveness and ruthlessness far exceeded his expectations.

But the situation was already under his control.

"Give me......"

Meng Changgeng's face darkened as he looked at the black-clad youth in front of him, who was completely exhausted but still remained calm.

He didn't know where Shen Wei got his confidence from.

"What will happen if I don't give it to you?" Shen Wei raised an eyebrow, his tone carrying a hint of provocation.

"I will die."

"Is that so?" Shen Wei chuckled lightly, his tone devoid of any fear.

"You don't believe me?" Meng Changgeng took a half step forward, sword in hand, his entire body radiating killing intent.

"Take just half a step forward, and I'll swallow this pill."

Shen Wei gently pressed the pill to his lips, staring intently at Meng Changgeng's next move.

Upon hearing this, Meng Changgeng stopped in his tracks, a hint of apprehension flashing in his eyes. He scrutinized Shen Wei, seemingly considering whether he would really dare to do such a thing.

After a moment of silence, he slowly spoke, his tone icy: "That pill is purely demonic and evil; you will explode and die."

"That's better than dying by your sword."

"Give me the pill, and I'll spare your life," Meng Changgeng said, suppressing his anger.

Shen Wei just smiled and didn't say anything more, but the words "Do you think I'm stupid?" were practically written all over his face.

Meng Changgeng took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and softened his tone.

"Tell me... what will it take for you to give me the pill?"

"Let them go first."

Shen Wei raised his finger and pointed to Wen Jingxing and Liu Huan, who had just been escorted by Ren You to Meng Changgeng's back.

Although Liu Huan and his group were not escorted here, they dared not escape, because they had a premonition that if they dared to make any rash moves, they would be killed by Meng Changgeng in the next second.

Meng Changgeng glanced in the direction he was pointing, and without the slightest hesitation, turned to his disciples of the Fuyou Sect and said in a deep voice, "Let them go!"

The swords placed on their necks fell, but Wen Jingxing, Wen Xuantong, and their group did not move. They remained standing in place, their eyes fixed on the scene, their expressions hesitant.

Seeing this, Shen Wei said to them, "You all go first. I have important matters to discuss with Elder Meng."

Wen Jingxing exchanged a glance with Liu Huan in the distance, instantly understanding each other's thoughts:

The terrifying strength Shen Wei had just displayed, coupled with the intimidating aura of Meng Changgeng, made them realize that the current situation was beyond their control. At this point, following Shen Wei's arrangements was the safest option.

"Young Master Shen! If you are in trouble, please use your spiritual power to send me a message. I will definitely come to your aid and will never desert my post!" Liu Huan cupped his hands in the direction of Shen Wei, his voice firm and powerful, full of solemn promise.

"Me too."

"good!"

Shen Wei chuckled and loudly agreed.

Without further hesitation, everyone turned around and quickly left this place of trouble.

Moments later, only a few corpses and five living people remained in the scene.

"Now...can you leave it to me?"

"What am I entrusting to you...?"

"Medicine!" Meng Changgeng's tone was already somewhat impatient.

"A hypocrite and treacherous person like you is quite suitable for this demonic pill," Shen Wei sneered. "Unfortunately, from beginning to end, I never intended to give it to you."

Shen Wei's gaze slowly swept across the crowd. In his eyes, everyone present was a dying man. The thought of this made Shen Wei somewhat excited, as it meant that he no longer needed to hide or pretend.

"You're asking for it!"

"Damn it, it's someone else."

Shen Wei said no more, raised his hand and stuffed the demon pill into his throat. His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he swallowed the pill in an instant.

"Dead dragon, come out, it's time for your extra meal."

Shen Wei pressed his hand to his chest and spoke in a low voice. The moment the demonic pill was swallowed, he could clearly feel the evil dragon within his body stirring restlessly, as if it had been through a long drought and was now surging towards the demonic pill, beginning to devour and refine it.

Upon seeing this, Meng Changgeng froze, his previous calm demeanor vanishing instantly, and he shouted in a hushed voice, "Are you insane!"

His voice trembled uncontrollably with rage.

"You won't live to see your body explode and die; before that happens, I'll tear you to pieces!"