Bab 100: Beautiful Figure Under the Umbrella (1)

After checking the surroundings, Xu Qing lowered his head and picked up the middle-aged cultivator's blood-stained bag. He then scattered the corpse-destroying powder on the corpse. Under the washing of the rain, the mangled corpse that had its flesh and blood crumbling turned into blood water that fused with the accumulated rain on the ground.

After doing this, Xu Qing returned to the magic boat and sat cross-legged in the cabin. He opened the other party's pocket and frowned after sweeping through it. Other than some miscellaneous items, there were no spirit stones or cultivation resources in this pocket.

He didn't have a magic boat either. There was only a blood-colored jade slip and an identity token. However, as this person died, the identity token lost its luster. Xu Qing couldn't see the exact number of contribution points inside and couldn't transfer them.

This item required one to take the initiative.