Jiang Ming looked at the injured Wu Fengming and shook his head in pity, "You were useful to me just a few minutes ago. Alas, now you're not even as good as a dog. It's a waste of energy for me to use the Soul Seed Spell on you. Opportunities are fleeting. Seize one in your next life!"
The sword aura streaked across, and a head was thrown high into the air. In the blink of an eye, Wu Fengming's corpse was destroyed.
"The ship was indeed in his hands!" Jiang Ming picked up his storage ring, checked it, and then nodded in satisfaction.
The loot from the Spirit Silkworm Mountain was extraordinary. Just the ship alone was comparable to several top-tier magical tools, not to mention his many treasures. The wealth of a cultivator at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm in such a major sect was astounding.
After looking around and making sure that he did not miss anything, Jiang Ming turned back to the ruins and landed in front of the remaining seven cultivators of the Spirit Silkworm Mountain.
"Why are you here.? Where's Elder Wu?"
When they saw that Jiang Ming was safe and sound, and Wu Fengming was missing, their faces suddenly turned pale, and they could not believe what they had seen.
"Elder Wu has the dagger. It's impossible for him to lose!"
"I'm going to kill you!"
Jiang Ming was not used to this kind of ruckus at all. He ruthlessly shot a few attacks and suddenly, the two geniuses of the Spirit Silkworm Mountain who wanted to fight him to the death lay on the ground groaning with bruised faces.
Jiang Ming was showing mercy. If Jiang Ming had used his full strength, they would have died.
"Wu Fengming is already dead. Fellow cultivators, please stop this nonsense!"
Jiang Ming was reclining on Wu Fengming's bamboo chair, casually saying, "However, I, Zhang Shan, do not like to force others. I will now give you two choices. You can choose either option. I will not interfere!"
"We offended you earlier. Please forgive us. We hope you can be magnanimous today. If you need us in the future, we will definitely not refuse!" A Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator from the Spirit Silkworm Mountain was overjoyed.
Jiang Ming glanced at him.
"Your first option is that I'll use the Soul Seed Spell on you. As long as you survive after leaving the ruins, I'll spare you. Your other option is that I'll kill you all with a single punch. Everyone, start choosing."
Everyone from the Spirit Silkworm Mountain was stunned. Then, they glared at him. He was simply toying with them.
"Do you know who we are? If you dare plant a seed in me, the Spirit Silkworm Mountain will definitely fight you to the death in the future!" the burly man, whose arm was broken by Jiang Ming earlier, shouted angrily with red eyes. They were the genius disciples of the dignified Spirit Silkworm Mountain. They had never been humiliated like this.
A sword aura flashed. The burly man's voice stopped abruptly, and everyone only heard a wet explosion. Blood and bone shards splattered across the place.
Jiang Ming retracted his finger and said lightly, "Is there anything else you want to say?"
"I'd rather die than accept the Soul Seed Spell." Another young man's eyes were filled with madness. He rushed toward Jiang Ming, and his spiritual energy burst out. At this moment, he almost broke through the limit and burst out the strongest blow of his life.
However, everything was in vain. Jiang Ming pointed his finger and the young man also exploded into a mist of blood, leaving nothing behind.
"Hurry up!" Jiang Ming's expression was indifferent.
There was silence all around. No matter how hot-headed the remaining people were and how unwilling they were to be humiliated, the violent deaths earlier had completely destroyed their confidence. When they looked at the person in front of them again, their eyes were filled with uncontrollable fear.
They finally understood that this person was not someone to be trifled with.
"I don't want to die." One of the Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators clenched his fists and walked toward Jiang Ming as if his legs were filled with lead. He said with great difficulty, "I'm willing to accept the Soul Seed Spell!"
"Idiot, do you think you can live after accepting it?" The other Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator was angry and shouted.
The Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator could not say anything more and just stared at Jiang Ming. His eyes were red. He said in a hoarse voice, "Zhang Shan, we admit that we are weaker than you. However, you are so arrogant. If you really plant your spiritual sense in the Spirit Silkworm Mountain, you are challenging the dignity of the three grotto-heavens and six blessed lands. From now on, you will have no way to survive in the Feather Kingdom. An evil cultivator like you, who's using a forbidden technique like the Soul Seed Spell in public, will be punished by the heavens sooner or later!"
Jiang Ming looked at him strangely and suddenly laughed, "Punished by the heavens? Fellow cultivator, you must be joking! You're like monsters, randomly capturing hundreds of people from the outside world to be your cannon fodder for exploring the ruins. When you encounter danger, you throw them out to die. Isn't this way of doing things much worse than mine?"
The Spirit Silkworm Mountain cultivator was stunned for a moment before he said with a gloomy expression, "They are just ordinary people. How can they be compared with us cultivators?"
"Oh, I didn't know that you were born a distinguished Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator. No wonder." Jiang Ming shook his head and smiled. He could not be bothered talking to this person. Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and drew a line.
The sword aura suddenly appeared and split the person in half from the middle.
In the end, there were only four cultivators left from the Spirit Silkworm Mountain. Two were injured Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators and two were cultivators at the peak of the Qi Refinement Realm.
* * *
Jiang Ming used the Soul Seed Spell.
Jiang Ming's eyes were slightly closed as he sensed the four weak connections. As long as he willed it, the seed of his spiritual sense planted in the four people's souls would explode directly and completely destroy their souls. Even the emotional fluctuations of the four people could be reflected in his consciousness at all times, containing various emotions such as fear and anger.
However, Jiang Ming did not care. He was not addicted to the feeling of controlling people's lives and could not be bothered training these people. It was just that what these people had done before was utterly disgusting. Now, he was just doing what he wanted and taking revenge.
Evil cultivator? When Jiang Ming recalled them saying this, he could not help but sneer. Compared with these high and mighty big sects, he was an angel.
Of course, this kind of technique also had its shortcomings. The further the distance, the weaker the connection. But for Jiang Ming, it was enough. He was worried whether these four people could hold on until the end of the exploration.
After everything was settled, Wei Shouguang and the other natives and individual cultivators carefully returned. When they saw the four cultivators of the Spirit Silkworm Mountain being so respectful to Jiang Ming, they were suddenly dumbfounded.
"It was all a misunderstanding just now. It's been clarified!" Jiang Ming showed a gentle smile. "I have become friends with the fellow cultivators of the Spirit Silkworm Mountain. Now that the misunderstanding has been cleared, you can rest assured. We have become good friends."
The crowd looked at the ground full of minced flesh and blood and saw that there were a few people who had disappeared inexplicably. They were all silent.
"Let's go and explore the ruins!" Jiang Ming got up from the bamboo chair in high spirits and smiled, "Fellow Cultivator Mo said that he will lead the way. Everyone, quickly follow him." Jiang Ming patted the Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator beside him.
The cultivator's face was ashen as he forced out a smile. "Fellow Cultivator Zhang, you're right."
