Not all demon cultivators are desperate fugitives.
There are many demon cultivators like Liu Ling who are as timid as mice; compared to those who start fighting over a disagreement, such people tend to live longer.
"Mr. Mao is right, when it's time to knock on the bamboo pole, you have to knock," Liou Yuan chuckled.
He decided that after dealing with Feng Yongkang's matter, he would head to Yucheng and grab the money he deserved.
Unconsciously, all the jars of wine collected by the former owner of this cave dwelling had made their way into the stomachs of Liou Yuan and Mao Shengjie.
When he saw the time was right, Liou Yuan took out the Blood Refining Elixir he found in Dou Qianyu's cave dwelling, as well as a Foundation Establishment material given to him by Wei Miaomeng, and handed these to Mao Shengjie.
"Mr. Mao, between us brothers, no need for more words. Help me smooth things over with the Blood Prison Department, and I won't let you suffer a loss."
