Chapter 45 We Are so Pitiful

In the cave, Lu Ye practiced hard and took the pills one by one. One spiritual orifice was full, and the barrier of the next spiritual orifice was broken. He slept when he was sleepy and ate when he was hungry.

The days were uneventful, even a little boring, but Lu Ye felt the continuous accumulation of spiritual power in his body and knew that this was the process of becoming stronger.

When he was not in the Lingxi realm, he basically maintained the frequency of opening an orifice every three days, consuming about six Spirit-accumulating Pills.

Now that he has reached the Lingxi realm, he can still maintain the speed of opening an orifice in three days, but the cost is higher. It seems that eight or nine spirit-accumulating pills are needed to open an orifice.

The reason why he can still maintain the speed of awakening is because his cultivation level has improved and the efficiency of refining the elixir is faster than before.

In the past, it took half a day to refine one pill of Soul Accumulating Pill, and only two pills could be refined in one day, but now if you concentrate enough, you can refine three pills.

In this way, although the consumption is greater, the speed of enlightenment can still be maintained.

After half a month, the last spirit-accumulating pill was exhausted.

Lu Ye checked his own cultivation. He was still at the first level of Lingxi, but his spiritual orifice had opened to the fifteenth level, and the spiritual power of the fifteenth orifice was not full.

There are only three orifices left to reach the second level of Lingxi! If he can be promoted to the second level of Lingxi, his strength will definitely be greatly improved. It is not yet possible. Although his spiritual power reserves have increased a lot, the newly opened spiritual orifices are not systematic and cannot be used in battles. It brought great help to Lu Ye.

He still has ore in his hand that can be exchanged for spiritual stones. With his previous experience, he is planning to go down the mountain to the Tianji Merchant Alliance again.

Shi Shiran walked out of the cave. The sun was shining brightly outside, but the jungle canopy was dense, and only sporadic light passed through the dense leaves, forming light spots on the ground.

Lu Ye squinted his eyes slightly, and after a while, he waited until he got used to it before moving forward.

Not far away, he suddenly heard some strange noises not far away. He frowned slightly and followed the sound quietly.

After a while, he hid behind a big tree and looked forward.

In that direction, three monks stood there as if facing a formidable enemy. They all looked nervous as if they were mourning for their heirs. One of the female monks was about to cry.

Not far away from the three monks, a sturdy snow-white tiger was walking back and forth. Its amber tiger eyes looked at the three monks from time to time, giving people a great sense of oppression.

It opened and closed its mouth as it took steps: "Open your storage bags and throw them on the ground, and then get out of here, otherwise I won't mind eating you!"

Lu Ye's eyes twitched when he heard this. He had heard this majestic and old voice once before, but in the end it was confirmed that it was the ghost named Yiyi.

The three monks were obviously frightened. One of them tremblingly took off the storage bag from his waist, opened the restraint lock, and threw it on the ground. He looked at the tiger in horror and begged for mercy: "Your Majesty, please calm down. We have undoubtedly offended you." , everything is here, please let us go.”

Dahu glanced at the storage bag on the ground and roared: "Get out!"

The man turned around quickly and ran away without looking back.

With him taking the lead, the other two monks also hurriedly dropped their storage bags and ran away for their lives.

After making sure that the three monks were far away, Dahu slowly stepped forward. However, before it could get closer, a man rushed out from the air and grabbed three storage bags in his hand.

The big tiger was frightened and jumped back suddenly. On its head, a small figure floated out and looked at Lu Ye dumbfounded: "That's our thing!"

Lu Ye grabbed the storage bag, checked it a little, and frowned.

He found that the contents in these storage bags were pitiful. Each person only had a few spirit-accumulating pills and herbs, and some miscellaneous daily necessities. As for the spiritual stones, there was no trace at all.

Cursing a poor man secretly, Lu Ye took out the Yunling Pill, divided it into two parts, took one part for himself, and threw the other part to Yiyi: "Everyone who sees it has a share!"

Yiyi was shocked by his operation, and rushed forward with teeth bared: "Give it back to me!"

"Keng!" The long sword was unsheathed. Lu Ye looked at Yiyi who rushed towards him and smiled without saying a word.

Yiyi froze in front of the sword, gritted her teeth angrily, and cursed, her mouth felt like honey.

"How about I call those three people back?"

Yiyi immediately shrank her neck and retreated unwillingly, knowing that she could not get back the elixir in Lu Ye's hand. She could feel that Lu Ye was much stronger than he was more than a month ago. If he really moved Hands, Dahu is definitely no match.

However, the experience of having her things robbed made her feel extremely aggrieved, muttering shameless and despicable words.

"Let me ask you a question." Lu Ye said.

"I won't tell you anything you ask!" Yiyi gritted her teeth.

"Okay, I'll give these things back to you." Lu Ye raised the stolen goods in his hand. They were just a few spirit-accumulating pills, but he didn't take them seriously.

"Ha!" Yiyi smiled disdainfully, with an attitude of treating money like dirt, and put it on the big tiger's head. She sat up straight and raised her head: "You ask!"

"I saw a lot of demon cultivators in the city at the foot of the mountain, but they didn't seem to be anything special. Why are those people so afraid of you?"

This makes Lu Ye very puzzled. Those demon cultivators are definitely stronger than the big tiger. Logically speaking, a monk who is used to demon cultivators has no reason to be so afraid of an untransformed monster beast. He can be threatened by just a few words. Six gods have no master.

"You don't understand this." Yiyi said proudly, "There is a difference between a transformed demon cultivator and a non-transformed demon beast..."

After her explanation, Lu Ye finally understood that not all monsters would choose to transform, maybe it was a matter of intelligence, or it was their own choice, or perhaps it was the inheritance of blood. In short, a considerable number of monsters still maintained their original appearance.

This kind of monsters will not speak when their strength is low, but when their strength reaches a certain level, they can speak human language.

In other words, monsters that can speak human language are equivalent to strong ones! As for how strong they are, at least they are not something that these low-level cultivators on the periphery can provoke.

Therefore, the combined deterrence of Da Hu and Yi Yi is very scary, and many cultivators who broke into this area suffered because of it.

"So that's it!" Lu Ye understood, and felt that he had learned more common sense in the cultivation world.

He raised his hand to throw the stolen goods out, and turned to walk out of the mountain.

Yi Yi checked it and made sure there was no problem, and shouted to Lu Ye's back: "Are you leaving?"

"None of your business!" Lu Ye's voice came from afar.

"Damn it!" Yiyi muttered, turned around and hugged Dahu's head, saying sadly: "Amber, we are so pitiful!"

"Woo ah..."