So what! Are you going to kill me?

Chapter 128: Evil Dragon Territory

Jin Cancan quickly put the giant-necked thorn turtle's body into the storage ring, raised an eyebrow and replied: "I have a complex about the first elixir. If the inner elixir of the monster I killed is not the first one I dig out, I will feel extremely uncomfortable and always feel that the monster is not clean."

Qiming: “?”

No, may I ask?

What kind of anti-human habit is this?

Jin Cancan showed his tetanus mask and asked in a friendly manner, "You are from the scattered cultivator camp, right?"

Qiming put his hand on the sword at his waist, staring at Jin Wangcai behind Jin Cancan, thinking about the possibility of escaping, and answered, "Yes."

Jin Cancan smiled and said, "Then you must be very familiar with the Never-Setting Mountains?"

Qiming: "I grew up here, and there is nothing in this area that I am not familiar with."

Very good, a human-shaped Gaode map.

Jin Cancan: "Then please lead the way and send me and my friend to the evil dragon, and we will be done with each other."

"Evil dragon?" Qiming was startled. "Are you the cultivators who accepted the commission?"

Jin Cancan nodded slightly.

Qiming thought about it for a while, then nodded: "Okay, I can take you there."

It just so happened that he also wanted to see with his own eyes how the evil dragon died.

Seeing that he was sensible, Jin Cancan touched Jin Wangcai and said, "Just follow me in the sky. If there is a monster that I can't defeat, remember to save me immediately."

Qiming: “…”

No, as a master, do you really not want any dignity at all? Are you just taking advantage of the power of the tiger without any psychological burden?

Jin Cancan followed Qiming, and her mind was already thinking about abducting the young man in front of her to Huiyue Sect.

This young man has great talent. If he gets the resource support from Huiyue Sect, he will surely grow faster.

He is not like other casual cultivators who kill people wantonly. Even though he had misunderstood her as someone who was taking advantage of the situation, he only threatened her verbally to leave and had no intention of actually taking action. His character is pretty good, making him very suitable for her moral kidnapping and recycling.

The two chatted casually along the way and exchanged names. Qiming knew nothing about Jin Cancan except her name, but she did ask him for a lot of information.

He grew up in the chaotic British Mountains, with no relatives or friends. He relied on his clever brain to plan a safe route and acted as a guide for those wandering cultivators who were unfamiliar with the terrain in exchange for a few meals. Later, he taught himself swordsmanship, and by chance, he made a contract with the nine-tailed fox Xue Li. His strength improved by leaps and bounds, and he firmly established his foothold in the British Mountains.

"Don't you want to participate in the sect competition?" Jin Cancan said, "It's better than wasting your talent here."

Qiming replied: "I don't like those monks from famous sects. They are too hypocritical. It's easier to deal with monsters."

After saying that, he bit his tongue with some regret. Jin Cancan seemed to be a disciple of an orthodox sect.

I'm afraid I'll never be able to change my bad habit of speaking without thinking!

Jin Cancan was not angry when he heard this, and nodded in agreement: "Indeed, I am the kind of cultivator who hides a knife behind a smile, speaks with hidden meanings, and uses 800 tricks to say a few words."

Qiming: “…”

He felt even more embarrassed and had to hurry on his way.

After walking for a while, he suddenly said, "In fact, not all disciples of the sect are bad people."

Jin Cancan: “For example?”

Qiming: "Do you know Huiyue Sect?"

Jin Cancan became interested: "I know, but you are so far away, how do you know about Huiyue Sect?"

Qiming replied: "Then do you know the 'Future Cultivation World Wang Poor Poverty Relief and Beautiful Cultivator Support Association'? It is run by Huiyue Sect."

Jin Cancan now realized that she had shot herself in the foot. Did Xu Zhiyi really use this name?

Seeing that Jin Cancan was silent, Qiming assumed that she didn't know, and told her the whole story.

There are at least several thousand independent cultivator camps under the British-Sun-British Mountains. Most of them cannot get along with each other due to conflicts of interest, and there are constant conflicts on weekdays. However, everyone respects a man named Mr. Jia.

Most of the people who have settled here have enemies and it is inconvenient for them to show up, so Jia Er finds buyers for them and only charges a very low price as compensation.

The prices he offered were fair. Everybody was used to handing over the inner elixirs, animal skins and the like to him to sell. They knew exactly which items belonged to whom and how much they should be sold for, and there had never been a mistake over the decades.

But Mr. Jia has been stuck in the foundation-building stage for nearly a hundred years, and his life is coming to an end. The people in the Never-Setting Mountain have found many elixirs for him, but Mr. Jia still has not been able to break through.

During those days, there was almost no quarrel or conflict in the Never-Setting Mountains, and everyone was in a very heavy mood.

If Mr. Jia passed away, it would be difficult for them to find someone they could trust. Who would they sell their things to in the future? Who would they entrust to exchange their cultivation resources?

Mr. Jia said that he could make one last trip for them. Perhaps it was his destiny as he met the Wang Poorpin and Beautiful Monk Support Association of the future cultivation world.

With the mentality of trying everything possible, he went to register his information. Because he had only a few days left to live, he was allowed to jump the queue as an exception and meet the person in charge!

No one is very clear about the details, but we only know that when Mr. Jia came back, he had successfully broken through and became a Jindan cultivator.

“So, I think the Huiyue Sect, which founded the Wang Poor Pin and Beautiful Cultivator Support Association of the future cultivation world, is a good one.” Qiming said.

Jin Cancan was a little helpless: "Can you stop saying the name of this charity? My toes hurt."

It's tiring to keep looking for a three-bedroom, one-living-room apartment.

Qiming didn't understand what this name had to do with her toes. Just as he was about to ask, he heard a clear female voice: "Cancan!"

He looked in the direction of the voice, and when he looked up he saw a beautiful woman with skin as white as snow waving at Jin Cancan.

Seeing Qiming staring at her in a trance, Jin Cancan nudged him with her arm as if nothing had happened: "Wipe your saliva and follow me."

"So dazzling..."

Qiming was absent-minded and muttered to himself.

Jin Cancan nodded: "That's right, my sister is the most beautiful woman in the world of cultivation..."

"I mean that sword." Qiming wiped his saliva, his eyes showing envy, "That is the famous sword Juque ranked 27th, right? It is indeed unique."

A sword is hard to come by, and he still hasn't found a sword he likes.

Jin Cancan:......

With Qiming leading the way, they soon arrived at the evil dragon's residence - a huge pool of water.

The water in the pool is deep and cold, with a thin layer of mist covering the surface. The surrounding steep cliffs are rocky and covered with strange mosses and vines, emitting a dim light in the humid environment.

Qiming said: "The evil dragon usually stays at the bottom of the pool, and hides the treasures it collects in the caves on the mountain wall."