"Bastard! Weren't there supposed to be only five at Gang Qi Minor Achievement? Why was there an extra one?"
In a cave somewhere in the Yunling Mountain Range, the group from the Blood Lotus Sect that had attacked the valley during the day was gathered.
Beside them, along with a pile of special materials they had brought, was a cold corpse.
Throughout the entire raid, only this one person had died; the rest had merely suffered minor injuries.
"SMACK!"
The robust man slapped him, and a red Palm Seal immediately appeared on Zhu Yong's face as blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
"Your intel got my brother killed, you bastard." The robust man was furious.
Zhu Yong endured the excruciating pain, a look of terror in his eyes. He said, "Blood Envoy, please calm your anger. I didn't know that Xu Yang would have a Minor Achievement in Gang Qi Cultivation either. The man's talent is extraordinary; he almost ranked among the Ten Heroes. He must have broken through after I left."
