Chapter 689: Chapter 284: This Child, Must Not be Made an Enemy!_1

When Luo Chen had eliminated the three Foundation Establishment cultivators.

On both shores of the Qin Flower River, within the surrounding green mountains, the countless onlookers fell silent.

Only in the Li Family’s area did hearty cheers break out after a brief silence.

“Senior Luo is mighty!”

“Senior Luo is so powerful, unbeatable at the same stage!”

“Killing three Foundation Establishment cultivators without even using a Magic Tool, what a style!”

“Our chairman is the most powerful.”

The last sentence was obviously shouted by Yuan Dongsheng.

Luo Chen chuckled, manipulating the vines of the Thorn Bone Spike Flower to collect his spoils of war.

A Top Grade Flying Sword, a pair of Top Grade Magic Tool gloves, a Talisman Treasure that was half used up, and a Storage Bag.

Besides these, there was nothing else.

The Storage Bags of Hu Chang Nu and Hu Chang Le were destroyed in the explosion of the Fierce Sun Technique.

Items like Magic Robes and Defensive Magic Tools often get damaged first under such attacks.

Isn’t that why the value of items with defensive attributes remains consistently high?

Looking at these spoils of war, Luo Chen didn’t even have the interest to open the Storage Bag.

Just three paupers!

His gaze turns downstream of the Qin Flower River.

Without waiting long, a phantom was flying back under the blazing sun.

Looking at Li Jinhuang, Luo Chen frowned.

“Where is your body?”

Li Jinhuang smiled candidly, “There is always a price to pay for killing Dan Yuanzi.”

Indeed.

He was a living, breathing Middle Stage Foundation Establishment powerhouse after all!

“Here, this is your reward for this action.”

To Luo Chen’s surprise, a Storage Bag filled with the fragrance of Elixir flew to his face, along with a precious sword.

“But the rewards you gave before were already enough.”

“Dan Yuanzi was also a Second Order Pill Refiner with exceptional accomplishments, his Storage Bag will definitely be of help to you.”

Li Jinhuang said with a smile, then turned to look at the cheering Li Family members in the distance.

“Besides, no matter how much your rewards are, it’s worth it as long as the Li Family is safe.”

“This Chi Dragon Sword, give it to Ying Zhang after he establishes his Foundation! If he fails… feel free to use it yourself!

Sizzle sizzle sizzle…

During their conversation, a blue smoke slowly rose.

Under the blazing sun, Li Jinhuang’s phantom body was gradually melting, just like melting snow.

He was a Foundation Establishment Divine Soul indeed. But, before he had not switched to cultivating the Path of Ghost, the Divine Soul he gave birth to was merely at the lower level of Yin Ghost Corpse.

Moreover!

He had used the Third Order Secret Technique, Life Severing Finger.

His current state was continuously declining, unable to resist the mighty power of the laws of the Immortal Cultivation World.

Luo Chen placed the Storage Bag into his pocket, looking at the calm-faced Li Jinhuang.

“Do you have any last words?”

“Ah…”

With a long sigh, Li Jinhuang shook his head.

“Everything that needed to be said has been said.”

His gaze drifted, falling on the wilderness within the green mountains. At this moment, his spiritual sense had already reached its peak before his Soul was scattered.

Under his gaze, several powerful Divine Souls were as dazzling as stars in the pitch-black night.

Without turning his head, he said, “Friend Luo, I’ll have to trouble you with the matters behind.”

Watching the ghost continuously melt, Luo Chen opened his mouth.

But in the end, he only said one sentence.

“Friend, have a safe journey!”

Li Jinhuang didn’t turn his head, he only waved his hand.

Blue smoke curled up, the ghost returned to the underworld.

One could only wonder if he could walk steadily on the road to the yellow springs.

Luo Chen took a deep breath, followed the direction Li Jinhuang was looking before his death, and looked over.

A figure, as if afraid of being overtaken by others, couldn’t wait to fly towards here.

“Brother Li!”

“Ah…how could you leave in such a hurry? I didn’t even have time to send you off.”

The newcomer was standing on a white cloud, both hair and beard were white. It was clear he was of considerable age.

Standing on the white cloud, he was beating his chest, looking afflicted.

However, Luo Chen was just looking at him coldly.

Feeling Luo Chen’s indifferent gaze, the elderly man gave an embarrassed smile, hiding his previously lamenting look.

“It’s Brother Luo, right?”

“I am Wei Tuo, hailing from Xuchen Mountain, it’s such a coincidence, we both have ‘Chen’ in our names, indicating we have a strong fate!”

“Moreover, I have been good friends with Brother Li for many years. A friend of a friend is a friend, you may call me Brother Wei.”

Brother Wei?

I can call you Brother Wei too!

Luo Chen said with a forced smile, “I wonder, what does Friend Wei have to advise?”

Wei Tuo hurriedly waved his hands, “There is no advice.”

He pointed at the Li Family members who were eagerly waiting below.

“Brother Li departed… valiantly!”

“But he left a big family behind who needs care, I truly can’t just sit back and watch.”

“I was late for the farewell, but I should still lend some effort for the aftermath.”

Wei Tuo was grinning at Luo Chen, “Brother Luo, you are still running the Luo Tian Creed. I fear you will not have the spare effort to take care of the Li Family. As a Middle Stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, I am fairly strong; why not let me take care of it?”

“Hehe, Friend Wei is thinking too much.” Luo Chen sneered, “My Luo Tian Creed has a big business and big responsibilities. I can still afford to deploy one or two Foundation Establishment True Cultivators to guard this place.”

Wei Tuo’s smile slowly cooled.

“You don’t think that by killing a few insignificant minors, Tianlan will be devoid of talented people, right?”

“I don’t know whether Tianlan has talented people or not, but from today onwards, there will be no name of Wei Tuo from Xuchen Mountain in Tianlan.”

Luo Chen slowly raised both of his hands.

Wei Tuo’s eyebrows furrowed, “Refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit, a mere Early Stage Foundation Establishment, dare to speak so arrogantly!”

He reached out his hand and called, a Nine Ring Tin Stick landed in his hand.

Luo Chen glanced at that Nine Ring Tin Stick, a Magic Item?