Chapter 114 Encounter

"Snap, snap!"

The small village nestled in the mountain valley has only about thirty or forty households, and is rarely visited due to the rugged roads.

What was once a paradise has now become a hell on earth.

Children, women, the elderly, and men lay sprawled on the ground, starting from the village center and moving closer. The strong men often still held hoes or axes in their hands, indicating that they must have fought a battle before their deaths.

In the center of the village, a dark monster sat on the corpses of the villagers, its mouth wide open, chewing. Streams of blood and qi surged forth, and with each bite it devoured, the charred remains on its body gradually fell off.

This person is Li Luomao. The underground water veins are like a maze. He searched underwater for a long time but could not find the underground river that led back to the Li family. When he passed by this small mountain village, he accidentally discovered traces of living people. He simply slaughtered the entire village and refined the blood and qi of mortals to restore his strength.

"Not enough, not enough!"

As Li Luomao's chin grew back, he muttered to himself that the life force of these mortals was nothing more than a drop in the ocean for him, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and that his own injuries had not even recovered much.

But he still couldn't help wanting more mortal blood and qi, not for any other reason than that the excruciating pain was only slightly relieved when bathed in blood and qi.

"I want more, more!"

His eyes were radiating a demonic light as he greedily stared at the corpses, muttering unconsciously to himself.

A month later, a terrifying legend spread in the neighborhood: a black demon was said to be roaming around, and whichever village it took a fancy to would be wiped out completely.

In an instant, the surrounding villages and towns were filled with panic. When the Xu family cultivators who were stationed nearby heard the news, their first reaction was that there were demonic beasts causing trouble.

"I searched around and found that this monster only attacks mortals, so it's definitely not a powerful monster."

"I can handle this on my own. If things get complicated, I won't intervene rashly, Uncle Sanada, don't worry."

On a first-grade high-quality spiritual vein, a young man was recommending himself.

"Yuan Mi, let me go with you."

Xu Zhentian, who looked like an old farmer, was somewhat worried and spoke directly.

"Uncle, don't worry. I'm at least at the seventh level of Qi Refining, so I can definitely handle ordinary demonic beasts."

Xu Yuanmi, ranked fifteenth among the Yuan generation, has decent talent and may well achieve Foundation Establishment in the future. However, he rarely leaves the protection of the Xu family, which makes him rather proud.

"There's something unsettling about this news. Let's not say too much. I'll go with you."

Xu Zhentian glared at him fiercely, and even though Xu Yuanmi was somewhat unwilling, he had no choice but to accept it at this moment.

Three days later, the two ambushed in a village. According to their investigation, if there really were demonic beasts, they would definitely pass through this place.

It was late at night, and the surroundings were pitch black, but this did not affect their vision.

The doors and windows of every household in the village were tightly closed, and there wasn't even the faint chirping of insects. The quiet surroundings made the two of them feel uneasy.

"Uncle Sanada, is it possible that the monster isn't coming?"

Xu Yuanmi, who was lying in the shadows and getting impatient, asked Xu Zhentian, who was lying in ambush not far away, in a low voice, but the other party did not answer.

"I know, I need to be quiet..."

Xu Yuanmi shut his mouth somewhat reluctantly. Just then, all the dogs in the village started barking, their voices extremely fierce and menacing. The two of them suddenly had a thought.

"They're here!"

An invisible wave descended, and all the mortals instantly fell unconscious, their vital energy and blood frantically flying out of their bodies.

"Damn it, it's a demonic cultivator!"

Feeling his internal energy being subtly drawn out of his body, Xu Zhentian guessed the other party's identity. His expression turned ferocious, and he roared as he turned around with bloodshot eyes.

"Little Fifteen, run away..."

Before they could finish their sentence, it got stuck in their throats. A monster, its body charred and only half a person's height, appeared behind them at some unknown time.

At this moment, his palm pierced through Xu Yuanmi's chest and pulled out his still-beating heart, which was still steaming. He opened his mutilated mouth and bit down on it, chewing it twice, and blood splattered out.

"Clatter!"

He flicked his wrist, and a few drops of blood fell to the ground, followed by a hoarse chuckle.

"The taste of monks is still the best!"

Xu Yuanmi's fear was still frozen on his face, but his life force was rapidly fading away.

"Don't waste it..."

"Damn it, you demonic cultivator!"

Xu Zhentian's eyes widened in fury, blood trickling from the corners of his eyes. He roared, his spiritual power erupting like a volcano. He grabbed his magic weapon and attacked Li Luomao, who was draining his blood, with all his might.

His magical weapon is a high-quality long staff, which he has nurtured in his dantian for decades, and they are already in perfect harmony. Even when facing the Qi Refining Perfection stage, he is confident that he can persevere for a while.

However, Li Luomao neither dodged nor flinched, allowing the full force of Xu Zhentian's blow, imbued with shock and rage, to fall upon his head.

"Bang!"

A muffled thud was heard. Xu Zhentian was delighted to see that his opponent had not dodged, but the next moment his face turned extremely ugly. It was as if he had been smashed into a hundred-refined iron, and the spiritual power attached to the long staff was directly shattered.

The demonic cultivator was unharmed and continued to devour Xu Yuanmi's life force, his attacks seeming like mere tickles to him.

"Foundation Building..."

Xu Zhentian's voice became hoarse as he slowly realized the other party's identity.

"Even if he's at the Foundation Establishment stage, so what? Judging from his appearance, he's seriously injured right now. I might still have a chance."

Xu Zhentian channeled his spiritual power, preparing to attack again, but this time Li Luomao was somewhat impatient.

"So noisy!"

He turned his head and gently exhaled. Xu Zhentian's eyes widened, and he hurriedly defended himself, but he only felt a chill in his chest.

Looking down, he saw that the long staff had been cut in half, his chest had disappeared, and he could see behind him.

"This is Foundation Establishment?"

A bitter smile flashed across his face. He had given it his all, but it was nothing but a joke to a Foundation Establishment cultivator, especially one who was already severely injured.

"But I can't let you have it easy either."

Xu Zhentian, now filled with rage, groped and swallowed a pill. The pill melted instantly upon entering his mouth and quickly circulated within his battered body.

"Two late-stage Qi Refining cultivators should be able to restore some of my strength."

Li Luomao threw down Xu Yuanmi, who had already turned into skin and bones, and then walked towards Xu Zhentian, grabbed his body, and began to extract his blood and qi.

At this moment, Li Luomao, who was seriously injured, did not notice that the blood and qi he extracted contained a faint purple hue.