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Chapter 150: 150: Leng Yuexi definitely didn’t die, the Fear of Ghost Demon Sect_l

“But according to the information we have from within the Immortal Mist Sect, Leng Yuexi’s life tablet has not yet shattered.”

“This means that Leng Yuexi isn’t dead and is still kicking, which is why I want to send some people to find her. We need to either see a body or a person.”

The sect master of Ghost Demon Sect gave a cold laugh.

“This!”

Hearing these words, many Ghost Demon Sect elders fell silent.

They had to admit that their sect master’s speculation might be correct: Leng Yuexi truly must have found a way to counteract the deadly poison and that is why she is still alive.

“How on earth did this woman cure herself? This particular poison has baffled us, the only ones who know how to counteract it are we, the Ghost Demon Sect?” A foundation-building elder simply couldn’t believe it, and had no idea how the poison was cured.

“We’re not sure, but there are many strange medicines in the world of cultivation.”

“The Cloud Mist Mountain Range is also home to many spiritual medicines.”

“Perhaps this woman infiltrated the Cloud Mist Mountain Range and with sheer luck, found a spirit medicine that could counteract the poison.”

“Such a thing is not impossible.”

The Ghost Demon Sect sect master said casually.

“Damn it, this woman’s luck is too good if she managed to escape death by chance.”

A foundation-building elder was extremely frustrated.

The Ghost Demon Sect had paid a heavy price in the past to capture Leng Yuexi alive.

Even so, this woman still managed to escape death and was still as vigorous as ever.

In contrast, the Ghost Demon Sect suffered heavy losses because of this woman.

The elder, of course, felt that the sect master’s speculation made sense.

After all, in the world of cultivation, there are many cultivators who have stumbled upon miracles.

Is it really out of the question that Leng Yuexi miraculously found a spirit medicine that could counteract the poison?

“Sect Master, if we know Leng Yuexi’s whereabouts, why don’t we send an elder to capture her?” An elder suggested.

“Fool, if we were to send someone from our Ghost Demon Sect to the Cloud Mist Mountain Range, wouldn’t that be sending them to their death?”

Hearing this, the Ghost Demon Sect sect master said irritably, “This woman is a cultivator close to perfecting foundation building and possesses a First Grade Spiritual Root. Now that she’s cured the poison and has returned to her former state, we simply can’t handle her unless a group of late-stage foundation­building cultivators team up. Only a Golden Core Master like us may be able to capture her, anybody else venturing into the Cloud Mist Mountain Range would be seeking their own deaths.”

“This!”

Many foundation-building elders understood their sect master’s meaning: typical foundation-building cultivators would find it difficult to kill Leng Yuexi, and a Golden Core Master wouldn’t act so casually.

If they really entered the Cloud Mist Mountain Range, they could end up falling into a trap set by the enemy and lose their lives in the process.

Even if they sent out four or five late-stage foundation-building cultivators, they might not be able to find her trail.

After all, the Cloud Mist Mountain Range is too vast.

They would also not be able to find Leng Yuexi’s whereabouts in a short span of time.

If they failed to find her, it would be as if a significant portion of their military strength was tied up in the Cloud Mist Mountain Range, which would mean a net loss for them.

The sect master also wanted to kill this woman.

But, unfortunately, given the current strength of the Ghost Demon Sect, they really couldn’t do anything to her.

“Our top priority now is still to eradicate the Immortal Mist Sect.”

“Once the Immortal Mist Sect is destroyed, what harm could a measly Leng Yuexi do?”

“The Immortal Mist Sect was once the Nascent Soul Sect that ruled this island, with profound strength.”

“If we manage to destroy the Immortal Mist Sect, the gain for us would be immense.”

The Ghost Demon Sect master’s eyes flashed a cold light.

His reason for wanting to ruin the Immortal Mist Sect was to covet their inheritance and strength.

They were once a Nascent Soul Sect with profound strength.

If they could successfully annihilate them, he might be able to procure enough resources to advance to a Nascent Soul Cultivator. By then, he would become a Nascent Soul Cultivator with a life span of over a thousand years.

This was the temptation he couldn’t resist.

Even if it drained the Ghost Demon Sect’s resources, this plan had to succeed.

“But Sect Master, this woman is a cultivator close to completing her foundation-building stage. If she advances to the Golden Core stage during this time, it would pose a great threat to us in the future.”

An elder expressed his concerns.

“Advance to the Golden Core stage?”

On hearing this, the Ghost Demon Sect sect master laughed out loud, “Even though this woman possesses a First Grade Spirit Root, advancing to the Golden Core stage is no easy feat. She must retreat in seclusion within a triple- level spiritual vein to have a chance of succeeding. You are also foundation­building cultivators, and I believe you know how difficult it is to progress to the Golden Core stage. If this woman tries to attempt Core formation outside, it’d be suicide. It’s simply impossible for her to succeed.”

He didn’t believe that this woman could successfully form the Core.

After all, the environment is crucial for Core formation.

If it takes place within a triple-level spiritual vein, the success rate will at least increase by ten to twenty percent.

But if it’s a second-stage spiritual vein, the success rate will be significantly lower.

While there have been some instances in history where cultivators have successfully formed a Core in a second-stage spiritual vein, such individuals are extremely rare, so few and far between.

He didn’t believe that this woman could be so lucky.

If success were merely a matter of luck, this world would be filled with Golden Core Masters by now.

“Yes, Sect Master.”

Many Ghost Demon Sect elders nodded. They agreed with him.

After all, they were in the midst of a sect war. Compared to a cultivator who had almost reached the perfect stage of foundation building, one more or less didn’t make a difference in the grand scheme of things.

For the time being, they would tolerate Leng Yuexi, allowing her to live a little longer.

Once the ultimate winner is decided, no matter where Leng Yuexi hides, she can’t escape death.

As for her successfully forming the Core, that was simply impossible.

No one understood better than them just how difficult Core formation was.

Time passed, three months later.

During this time, things were remarkably calm in the Cloud Mist Mountain Range.

Ever since Zhou Sui killed Ge Xuan, Peng Hai, Miao Song, and other foundation-building demon cultivators, peace returned to the Cloud Mist Mountain Range; no more ambushes took place.

“No Ghost Demon Sect cultivators have been sent over?!”

At this moment, Zhou Sui was sitting cross-legged in a room, just having finished a meditation session, he stroked his chin, looking slightly puzzled.

After all, based on his estimates, after the deaths of the three foundation­building cultivators, the Ghost Demon Sect should have been furious.

They would have likely dispatched a large number of cultivators to scour the Cloud Mist Mountain Range thoroughly.

But instead, the Ghost Demon Sect seemed to not care at all.

The deaths of the three foundation-building demon cultivators didn’t seem to matter to them at all. There wasn’t even anyone to take revenge.

This was slightly unexpected for Zhou Sui.

However, for Zhou Sui, this was undeniably a good thing.

The less the Ghost Demon Sect cared, the better for him. Once Leng Yuexi has successfully formed the Core, they will be free to roam as they please.