Meng Fan's words were not meant to mock Ye Qingyu.
It was the truth. Someone like Ye Qingyu was indeed more suited to stay on Shu Mountain and honestly be an alchemist.
In fact, in the vast Shu Mountain Sword Sect, people like Ye Qingyu were not uncommon. There were many.
Even those with higher cultivation levels, in the Condensation Pill Realm, Summoning God Realm, or even the Primordial Spirit Realm, many had never killed anyone.
Having a high cultivation level didn't necessarily mean one had killed before!
The Shu Mountain Sword Sect had many branches.
Only the people from the Enforcement Hall often had blood on their hands.
The Enforcement Hall not only had to clean up internally but also frequently carried out tasks of slaying demons and exterminating evil externally.
The demons here, as Meng Fan had just mentioned, didn't only refer to monsters and devils.
Some heinous villains and evildoers, who committed atrocities in the world, were also dealt with by the Enforcement Hall of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect.
As a member of the Alchemy Hall, Ye Qingyu being kind-hearted was not a fault!
She didn't refute Meng Fan's words because she herself thought Meng Fan was right.
Moreover, she didn't like going down the mountain in the first place. If it weren't for the inheritance of the Sword Immortal of Alchemy, she wouldn't have left Shu Mountain.
It was just bad luck that they encountered these bandits and robbers slaughtering the villagers.
In fact, the probability of encountering such things was not high!
"Senior Brother Meng, how should we deal with the bodies of these villagers?" Ye Qingyu didn't dwell on Meng Fan's earlier words and changed the topic.
Dwelling on it was useless. Even if given another chance, she still wouldn't be able to kill those bandits.
Meng Fan glanced at the bodies scattered on the ground and shook his head, saying, "No need to deal with them. Someone else will pass by later and report it to the authorities."
He had already avenged these people; there was no need to do more.
Ye Qingyu nodded and then drove the carriage forward.
This little episode didn't have much impact on them.
***
Shortly after they left, a man in a black robe appeared at the scene.
The man looked at the bodies scattered on the ground and smiled slightly.
"Not bad luck, to encounter so many fresh corpses, all recently dead."
This man, like Meng Fan and Ye Qingyu, happened to pass by.
But unlike Meng Fan and Ye Qingyu, this man belonged to the Soul Refining Sect.
The Soul Refining Sect, a newly risen demonic sect.
Refining corpses, refining souls, refining infants…
All acts against the heavens, even utterly devoid of conscience.
This man practiced the Soul Refining technique. He took out a Soul Refining Banner and began to activate it.
Moments later, the souls of the bodies on the ground were extracted, emitting harrowing screams, and were absorbed into the Soul Refining Banner.
This was an evil demon!
If Meng Fan and Ye Qingyu had left a moment later, they could have conveniently exterminated this demon.
Unfortunately, they had left early.
The carriage continued forward, and soon night fell again.
This time, they passed by a small town and stayed at an inn.
Given the choice, who would want to sleep in a carriage?
Naturally, sleeping in an inn was more comfortable.
Once at the inn, Meng Fan couldn't resist ordering some sumptuous food to enjoy.
Ye Qingyu, who had refused to eat pastries the previous day, couldn't resist the temptation of the feast and ended up eating to her heart's content, just like Meng Fan.
At night, Meng Fan sat cross-legged on the bed and began to cultivate.
He mainly focused on cultivating the Orient Loong God Body, not in a hurry to cultivate True Qi.
With the aid of the Vajra Pill, it wouldn't take long for him to advance the Orient Loong God Body to the third level!
Once the Orient Loong God Body reached the third level, he would slow down the cultivation of this body-refining technique and focus more on True Qi.
"Knock, knock, knock!" As Meng Fan was cultivating, there was a sudden knock on the door.
Meng Fan opened his eyes, somewhat surprised.
At this hour, who would knock on his door?
The innkeeper?
It's possible. If the innkeeper was knocking at this hour, it must be something urgent.
Meng Fan got out of bed and opened the door.
To his surprise, it wasn't the innkeeper standing outside, but Ye Qingyu.
Meng Fan was puzzled, "Senior Sister Ye, it's so late. What's the matter?"
A young lady knocking on a man's door in the middle of the night was indeed a bit unsafe, Meng Fan thought.
Fortunately, he was not weaker than Ye Qingyu, so he wasn't afraid of her using force!
"Senior Brother Meng, didn't you say we would continue playing Pai Gow tonight?" Ye Qingyu lowered her head, blushing slightly.
She understood that it was inappropriate to knock on Meng Fan's door at this hour.
But she couldn't help it!
Sitting restlessly in her room, her mind kept thinking about the Pai Gow game from the previous night.
After holding back for an hour, she couldn't resist anymore and came to knock on Meng Fan's door.
The allure of the game was indeed hard to resist.
Otherwise, in Meng Fan's world, Earth, so many people wouldn't be addicted to it, losing everything and still not turning back!
Meng Fan looked at Ye Qingyu and smiled wryly.
He had forgotten about that!
However, this Senior Sister Ye, who seemed cold and aloof, like an immortal untouched by worldly affairs, had such weak willpower, getting hooked on Pai Gow after just one night.
"Come in!" Meng Fan said to Ye Qingyu.
That night, Meng Fan also fell into temptation, giving up cultivation and earning over a hundred Spirit Stones with tears in his eyes.
Ye Qingyu's hope of winning back her losses was completely dashed!
***
The next day, at dawn.
"Senior Sister Ye, this game is harmful. You should play it less." Meng Fan looked at Ye Qingyu's state and said helplessly.
He had originally created the game just to pass the time.
He didn't expect Ye Qingyu to get addicted so easily.
He had thought that with Ye Qingyu's mindset, she wouldn't get addicted to this game, but he had overestimated her.
Of course, it could also be that he underestimated the allure of gambling.
Gambling, drugs, and prostitution had always been the scourge of the people.
This game should not be brought out again; it was harmful!
"What do you mean harmful? I was just unlucky. Tonight, I'll make you return all the Spirit Stones you won!" Ye Qingyu looked at Meng Fan with dissatisfaction.
Unlucky?
Heh, if this continued, she would lose everything!
Meng Fan sighed and waved his hand over the Pai Gow tiles on the table.
In an instant, the thirty-two wooden tiles turned to dust.
"What are you doing?" Ye Qingyu shouted at Meng Fan in a hurry when she saw the Pai Gow tiles destroyed.
Meng Fan took out over three hundred Spirit Stones, which he had won from Ye Qingyu earlier.
"Senior Sister Ye, these Spirit Stones are yours. The game was just a joke." He pushed all the Spirit Stones back to Ye Qingyu.
Ye Qingyu frowned as she looked at the Spirit Stones.
From Meng Fan destroying the Pai Gow tiles, she could roughly understand Meng Fan's intentions.
"Senior Brother Meng, aren't you making a big deal out of nothing? It's just a game."
Could she really be ruined by such a small game?
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