However, he chose this path himself.
The word "freedom" could only be truly cherished once it had been lost.
Although it seems to make no difference now.
He took out a storage bag from his chest and presented it with both hands.
"Subordinate has fulfilled the mission. Led by the 13 preparatory members of the Great Unity Association, after years of hunting in the various demon veins, we have captured 51 demonic pills. Please inspect them, Young Master."
Yu Xian casually took it. It was light as a feather, but it was covered in the smell of blood.
"How many people are left?"
Wan Tianchou's eyes reddened instantly.
"Reporting to Young Master, including me and Brother Yang, only five people are left."
Yu Xian shook his head: "You all have indeed suffered a lot."
As he spoke, he probed his consciousness into the storage ring and took out the Blood Soul Charms that had been given to the false core cultivators who had left with Wan Tianchou all those years ago.
