The goofy junior sister is the most eccentric person in the entire cultivation world.

Chapter 261 The Death of Yan Nantian

"you you……"

Yan Nantian tried his best, but unfortunately, he could only utter the word "you" twice.

Wu Xuemei's dagger pierced straight into her heart, hitting a vital spot.

"Senior Brother Yan Nantian, thank you so much. Thank you for liking me and for trusting me so much."

"Don't worry, when I become a true immortal and ascend to the heavens, I will never forget Senior Brother Yan Nantian. I will always remember the contributions he made for me. Your blood was truly sweet and invaluable."

But then Wu Xuemei put her lips to Yan Nantian's ear and said gently.

Before he could finish speaking, his teeth bit down on Yan Nantian's carotid artery.

In his last remaining consciousness, Yan Nantian felt Wu Xuemei bite through his neck, and blood gushed into her mouth.

And then, that was it; he knew nothing more.

"It tastes so sweet, I haven't tasted such sweet blood in a long time."

A genius is a genius; they are incomparable to ordinary cultivators.

Those cultivators are nothing but pigs.

As Wu Xuemei swallowed the blood, she kept savoring and praising it.

"Xue'er, you did a great job this time!"

At this moment, a voice sounded.

Wu Yuanshan appeared beside Wu Xuemei at some point, looking at her with admiration.

"It's not that I did a good job, it's just that this jerk is too stupid. He actually believed I liked him and had no defenses against me at all!"

Wu Xuemei said calmly.

"Now you don't blame me for teaching you these things so early, do you?"

"Humph!

I am now going to devour and refine Yan Nantian's bloodline.

"Don't let my aura get out, don't let Yan Nantian's aura get out!"

But Wu Xuemei's face was icy cold.

"Don't worry, your father is now at least a true Nascent Soul cultivator."

However, you must control yourself and absolutely must not break through to the Golden Core realm!

Wu Yuanshan nodded, and with a wave of his hand, he controlled all the space within a radius of several miles.

Wu Xuemei continued to devour Yan Nantian.

In less than half an incense stick's time, the young and handsome Yan Nantian had turned into a dried-up corpse.

It's like a human skin hanging on a skeleton.

Wu Xuemei sat cross-legged on the ground, a black aura billowing out from her head, like a demon or monster, baring its fangs and claws, engulfing her body.

Wu Xuemei's face turned from blue to purple, the color constantly changing.

A moment later, Wu Xuemei opened her mouth, and the billowing black energy around her was quickly absorbed into her abdomen, and her complexion returned to normal.

"Xue'er, how are you feeling?"

Wu Yuanshan instantly stood in front of Wu Xuemei.

"Not bad!"

Wu Xuemei nodded.

"It really won't affect your entry into the secret realm, and you can control your cultivation level at will?"

"of course can.

Yan Nantian greatly improved my overall quality once again.

Even if I were to devour another Shi Potian or another Yan Nantian, I could still freely control my cultivation level and wouldn't easily break through to the Golden Core stage!

"it is good.

Once you enter the secret realm, you can devour the bloodlines of all geniuses without any restraint.

"That's natural. Every time I devour a genius, my physique will improve significantly, and it will be easier to suppress my realm."

"Very good.

I believe that your Body of Ten Thousand Demons will be perfected soon!

"Can't you speak properly? What 'Body of Ten Thousand Demons'? That's the Body of Ten Thousand Immortals!"

"Yes, yes, Father was wrong, it's the Body of Ten Thousand Immortals!"

"Enough talk, clean up this corpse and let's go!"

Wu Xuemei said calmly and walked forward first.

Wu Yuanshan immediately took out a small bottle, poured out a few drops of liquid, and put it on Yan Nantian's corpse.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Nantian's withered corpse sizzled and melted away completely, leaving not even his clothes or buttons behind.

It seems that Yan Nantian has never appeared here before.

By this time, Wu Xuemei had already walked twenty or thirty feet away and did not look back at all.

Wu Yuanshan hurriedly chased after him.

"The valley fifty miles ahead is where the burial ground for immortals is located."

Early in the morning, while it was still dark, the three appeared on a high mountain.

A handsome middle-aged man pointed to a large valley in front of him and said.

"Great, we've finally arrived at the Burial Ground of Immortals."

I can finally show off my skills.

"I don't care about Lingxiao Pavilion, Piaomiao Peak, Tianji Mansion, or Qingyuan Sect. If I encounter their disciples in the secret realm, I'll beat them black and blue, leaving them crawling on the ground!"

A small, pockmarked boy standing next to him shouted with delight.

"You brat, are you asking for a beating again? Have you forgotten my warning?"

The handsome older man slapped the pockmarked boy across the face.

"Senior brother, have you forgotten what I told you on the way? Today, our main goal is to make money. We must sell all the runes I have as quickly as possible and try to earn a million top-grade spirit stones!"

The ugly little girl cried out in dissatisfaction.

The three people in this group were none other than Qinghe Daoren, Xiao Qiushui, and Shen Rugo.

They finally arrived at the Burial Immortal Valley Mountains the day before the secret realm was to open.

"Grandmaster Uncle, I will definitely cooperate well with Junior Sister today!"

Xiao Qiushui covered her forehead and screamed.

"Now, all of you, get on my flying sword!"

As Qinghe Daoist raised his hand, a long sword floated in front of him.

The sword is wide and long.

"Grandmaster Uncle, are you not going to use your supernatural powers to take us there?"

Xiao Qiushui was immediately dissatisfied.

"Enough with the nonsense, Ruge, you come up first!"

Qinghe Daoist stood on the giant sword and with a wave of his hand, brought Shen Rugo onto the sword.

The giant sword then floated slowly forward in the air.

"Grandmaster Uncle, don't forget me!"

Xiao Qiushui immediately shouted.

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up and catch up, or you'll be running there on foot!"

Unexpectedly, the Taoist Qinghe suddenly urged his giant sword forward.

"Don't abandon me!"

Xiao Qiushui shouted and took off after him.

Although he can no longer fly on his sword, this jump still covered a distance of a hundred feet.

It was clear that Xiao Qiushui was about to step onto the giant sword.

Unexpectedly, the giant sword suddenly accelerated, leaving Xiao Qiushui behind once again.

With a thud, Xiao Qiushui fell to the ground, looking extremely disheveled.

"Haha, Fifth Senior Brother!"

Shen Rugo couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Grandmaster Uncle, wait for me!"

Xiao Qiushui shouted again and soared into the sky to chase after it.

"Nantian hasn't been seen since yesterday afternoon?"

Early in the morning, Elder Ma, who was leading the team from Misty Peak, suddenly felt a jolt in his heart and blurted out.

Then, with a flash, he entered Yan Nantian's room.

The room was completely empty.

"Not in the room?"

Elder Ma Hongren's eyelids twitched suddenly at this.

Then, the divine thought spread out like a tide, covering the entire mountaintop.

But to their surprise, Yan Nantian was nowhere to be found on the entire Misty Peak.

"How can this be?"

Ma Hongren was even more shocked and shouted, "Yan Nantian, where are you, you brat? Get back here right now!"

With his shout, the entire Burial Immortal Valley resounded with a deafening roar.

Not only were all the disciples of Misty Peak alarmed, but all the other sects in the vicinity were also alarmed.

However, after a long while, there was still no sound or figure of Yan Nantian.

"What happened to Elder Ma?"

At this moment, all the disciples of Piaomiao Peak had already surrounded Ma Hongren, asking questions all at once.

Has anyone seen Yan Nantian?

Ma Hongren shouted loudly.

"Senior Brother Yan Nantian?"

It seems that ever since what happened yesterday, Senior Brother Yan Nantian has been cultivating in his room and hasn't come out!

One of the disciples shouted.

"He's been staying in his room since yesterday afternoon and hasn't come out?"

Ma Hongren's eyelids twitched repeatedly.