Pu Lin appeared indignant and looked as though he wanted to kill Chu Feng and Ouyang Feng. Yet deep down, he was so excited that he was almost shivering. It was unexpected that those two ghostly slaves could actually ascend up the crimson peak and collect the holy medicine. This was a golden opportunity bestowed by the heavens, and those medicines were destined to be his!
It didn't matter even if he was chastised by his uppers, who thought that he wasn't fulfilling his duty enough when patrolling the medicinal gardens. Everything would be worth it if the holy medicine, and the divine beast blood were secretly left behind.
"Don't let a single one escape. Chase those yin spirits for me. They dare to betray me, they're just slaves I reduced to submission!" Pu Lin ordered, pressing his mount to pursue them.