Extreme terror instantly robbed them of all their fighting spirit. They turned to flee!
However, would Qin Wudao ever give them the chance?
An invisible pressure descended!
The two followers, both at the Late Tongxuan Realm, suddenly stiffened and exploded into a mist of blood!
Clean and efficient!
From the moment Lei Qianjue made his move to the moment they were obliterated, only a few breaths had passed.
Qin Yao and Qin Daoran stood to the side, their expressions calm.
This result was no surprise to them.
Provoking the Young Lord was, in itself, seeking one’s own death.
Qin Wudao beckoned with his hand.
The spatial rings of Lei Qianjue and his companions flew into his palm.
Inside were some spirit stones, pills, and several cultivation techniques and divine arts from the Zixiao Sacred Land.
To him, they were of little use.
He casually wiped away the mental imprints and tossed them to Qin Daoran.
"Dispose of these."
"Yes, Young Lord." Qin Daoran accepted them respectfully.
Only then did Qin Wudao turn his gaze back to the Ten-Thousand-Year Blood Ganoderma.
He walked to the spirit spring, carefully uprooted the rare treasure of heaven and earth, placed it into a custom jade box, and sealed it.
The rich medicinal fragrance and essence of blood were instantly locked inside the box.
【Ding! Host has triggered a passive skill: Chosen One Luck Plunder (Intermediate)!】
【Detected: Host has slain a Chosen One possessing significant luck: Lei Qianjue (Zixiao Sacred Land)!】
【Plundering…
Chapter 32