94: No, next time I'll have to bring a bigger sack!

In a corner shrouded by shadows, Chen Heng, clad in black, stared intently at Two Seven.

At first, he was a little suspicious, but now Chen Heng was 100% certain that this place was the Wutong Sect's lair.

Because he saw wriggling bloodworms on Two Seven's face!

Besides these crazy cultists, he had never seen anyone else look like this.

Chen Heng quietly followed behind Two Seven, becoming more and more envious the more he looked.

All sorts of Medicinal Materials were countless, and there were also innumerable Medicinal Pills.

Each Medicinal Pill emitted a strange fragrance, making Chen Heng's Qi and blood surge.

However, Chen Heng did not act rashly; he planned to follow Two Seven further.

Perhaps there would be even better treasures?

Two Seven, who was inspecting the Materials, looked back again but still found nothing.

He always felt a chill down his spine, as if a pair of eyes were staring at his back.

But every time he looked back, everything was normal, which made Two Seven's suspicion grow stronger.

"What's going on..."

Muttering a few words, Two Seven continued to inspect the Medicinal Materials.

That blood cry pill was very important to the Wutong Sect.

Without the blood cry pill, none of the cult members involved in the transformation would survive.

Even if they survived, they would be madmen without sanity.

After all, touching Divine Power with human strength would definitely come at a price.

"Deacon Lu Jiu, did the patrol team find anything unusual today?"

Two Seven couldn't take it anymore and asked the person next to him.

"Reporting to Elder Two Seven, everything is normal today; there are no abnormalities."

The skinny black-robed man, who had just reported the warehouse inventory to Two Seven, replied.

"Then what's going on?"

Two Seven rubbed the back of his head; he always felt a pair of eyes watching this place.

"That's about all the Materials in Warehouse No. 7; prepare Furnace No. 2, I'll go refine the blood cry pill later."

Although Two Seven felt uncomfortable all over, important matters still came first.

"I should also undergo my fifth transformation; I've been in the 'Seven' generation for four years."

"The ghost nether grass reserves are sufficient; the Great blood cry pill should be almost ready for refining."

"I wonder how Wu Qi, Four Seven, and Three Seven are doing."

"The consumption of human sacrifices has increased recently, and those boys don't even know..."

Suddenly, the chill at the back of Two Seven's head became sharper, as if a blade tip was pressed against the back of his head.

"Who!"

Two Seven swung his fist fiercely behind him, but it still hit nothing.

"What exactly is going on!"

Two Seven couldn't stand it anymore and directly grabbed Lu Jiu's collarbones through his flesh and blood.

Blood flowed down Two Seven's arm, emitting a strong metallic smell.

"Elder Two Seven, you're losing control!" Lu Jiu's face was flushed, and he was breathing with difficulty.

"There's only you and me here, no one else!"

"Hoo, hoo, hoo..."

Two Seven looked around the warehouse and found that it was indeed as Lu Jiu said.

There was no one else in the entire warehouse except for the two of them.

"My mind might be having problems." Two Seven squeezed his temples hard.

With a 'plop', he dug two bloody holes into his hard skull.

"No, I must immediately start refining the Great blood cry pill; I need to undergo my fifth transformation!"

Two Seven panted, shook off Lu Jiu, and quickly left the warehouse.

"..."

Lu Jiu lay on the ground and rested for a good while before recovering.

He touched the several large holes on his body, shook his head, and stood up.

"Old man, are you going to have a mental breakdown after only four transformations?"

"That position of yours will be mine sooner or later..."

Lu Jiu's eyes were sinister; he pulled out a bottle of foul-smelling liquid and poured it on his wounds.

The wounds healed at a visible speed, quickly becoming completely intact.

Wiping the bloodstains from his body, Lu Jiu found that they wouldn't come off.

He then 'spat' and left with a look of disgust.

After a while, when the entire warehouse became completely quiet, a figure clad in black emerged from the shadows.

"How did that old fellow discover me?"

Chen Heng was full of doubt; he had concealed himself very well.

Even with Chen Heng's hearing, he couldn't hear his own footsteps or breathing.

Even his heartbeat had been adjusted to three beats per minute.

"Is it because my Killing Intent is too strong?"

"I really am not suited for stealth."

Looking at the Medicinal Materials around him, Chen Heng, as if by magic, pulled out an extra-large sack from his body.

This thing had actually been on him all along.

It was originally intended for ambushing people with a sack.

But before he could use it, he became the vice gang leader.

This long-dormant sack had thus lost its purpose.

"Still too small..."

Chen Heng muttered as he packed the ghost nether grass into the sack.

"These crazy cultists really have a lot of treasures."

Putting everything else aside, in this one warehouse alone, there were dozens of Medicinal Materials that Chen Heng recognized.

And they were all precious Medicinal Materials that were rare on the market.

Even if he didn't use them himself, keeping them to trade with others later would be good.

"This still seems to be Warehouse No. 7; are there six more such warehouses?"

Chen Heng had some regrets, regretting why he didn't bring more sacks with him.

It was quite uncomfortable to just look at the treasure mountain in front of him and not be able to take it all away.

After stuffing all the ghost nether grass into the sack, Chen Heng pressed down hard.

"Hmm, still room for more!"

Saying this, Chen Heng's gaze fell on the Medicinal Materials he used most often.

That is, the Medicinal Materials required for the qi and blood decoction.

The quality of the Medicinal Materials here was excellent, even half better than those in his own family's Medicinal Materials storage.

Tap, tap.

Chen Heng's ears twitched; a series of footsteps in the distance entered his ears.

"Not good, someone's coming back!"

Chen Heng quickly grabbed a handful of Medicinal Pills from the shelf, stomped his foot, and rushed out of Warehouse No. 7.

This time, there were at least twenty to thirty footsteps; hiding was definitely impossible.

With a bang, he crashed into a divine slave, turning him into a blood mist, and Chen Heng sprinted towards the city wall.

The sack he brought this time was too small; he'd bring more next time!

"Little thief! Where do you think you're going!"

Two Seven's eyes widened in rage, and he roared, chasing after him.

"It was you in Warehouse No. 7 just now, right!"

"Hahaha! I'm not crazy! My mind isn't having problems!"

Two Seven laughed wildly, one arm suddenly elongated and grabbed Chen Heng's calf.

"Get back here!"

"How dare you steal from the Wutong Sect; I'm going to refine you into a living Medicinal Pill!"

Chen Heng's foot sank, and he stumbled, almost flying out.

But that was all the strength Two Seven had; it was completely impossible to stop Chen Heng.

The two of them, one chasing and one fleeing, ran towards the boundless darkness outside.