Wang Hong found a secluded spot, removed his Qingxu Sect Disciple robe where no one could see, activated his cultivation techniques, and strained to create a few wrinkles on his face.
Unfortunately, his proficiency in these cultivation techniques was only at the rudimentary level, so he could only barely alter his skin's appearance.
He pasted some sparse facial hair on his chin, examined himself in the mirror, felt dissatisfied, let his upper eyelids droop a bit, and even added a dark circle under his eyes.
Looking much wearier, he then put on the Misty Illusion Mask, transforming his appearance into that of a young man.
Wang Hong, now with a changed appearance, casually followed a few Spirit Bees.
Not long after, several Spirit Bees flew towards a residence and entered.
Wang Hong felt excitement; he had found them so quickly. Truly, these Spirit Bees were excellent for tracking! He thought of rewarding them when he returned.
It was not the time to reveal his cards. Although his Devouring Spirit Poison operated silently and was hard to detect, it had a significant drawbackits slow onset, making it prone to counterattacks from enemies on the verge of death, an experience he had in a secret realm.
He had been trying to improve it recently, but with limited knowledge, the results were meager. Yet, one thing was certainthe poison was equally effective against Foundation Building cultivators' spiritual power.
He planned to scout the surroundings first. The residence wasn't large, and soon he circled around to its back.
At this moment, he noticed several Spirit Bees flying out of the residence, crossing the alley in front of him, and heading towards another residence.
He slowly circled around the other side of this residence. After a short while, Spirit Bees indeed flew out. Then, crossing the alley, they entered another residence.
Walking along the courtyard wall of the current residence to the opposite side, he contemplated.
He realized he had overlooked something. Spirit Bees could fly, and to them, the sky was a path as long as there were no obstacles. They wouldn't follow roads like humans but fly directly to their destination.
With their limited intelligence, they couldn't comprehend complex commands but would fly directly to where the fragrance of the Green Spirit Peach was.
Wang Hong had trained them hard in this aspect. He selected hundreds of Spirit Bees and fed them honey mixed with Green Spirit Peach pollen daily. Simultaneously, he continuously tempted them with other honey not mixed with Green Spirit Peach pollen. If a Spirit Bee couldn't resist the temptation and ate other food, it faced a harsh punishment.
Over time, perhaps due to habit or submission to Wang Hong's authority, these Spirit Bees now only acknowledged honey mixed with Green Spirit Peach pollen, ignoring other nectars.
Wang Hong chose Green Spirit Peach pollen because it was rare, and as far as he knew, there were no Azure Spirit Peach Trees around.
Now that Spirit Bees were flying straight, he had to follow the circuitous route. Fortunately, Spirit Bees were not hungry, so they didn't fly too fast.
At this moment, Huang Yu sat in a honeycomb room, feeling extremely depressed. He had managed this Shadow Kill branch for nearly fifty years. Based on his achievements, he should have had a chance to receive a Golden Core as a reward and find some spiritual objects to aid in core formation, increasing his chances of condensing a Golden Core.
This time, he suffered a devastating blow. Out of the over thirty cultivators under his command, except for a dozen who hadn't returned, the rest had all met their demise.
Losing so many hands in one go, facing such a significant failure, his rewards were all in vain.
He knew that assassinating the six major Sect Disciples was a challenging task. They were Disciples cultivated at the expense of Spirit Stones, and you were tasked with killing them.
Where would the face of their respective sects be placed? Even if it was just for appearances for the other Disciples, retaliation must be taken! How else could they unite the hearts of their followers?
However, for organizations like his, once an assassination task was assigned, it had to be completed without any room for hesitation.
He also heard that not long ago, on the side of Taihao Sect, their people hadn't even taken action yet. The Golden Core Elder of Taihao Sect had already issued a statement.
He declared that any organization daring to assassinate their Heavenly Spirit Root Disciple would face retaliation from all cultivators of Taihao Sect, including those below the Golden Core stage.
Taihao Sect, like rabid dogs, always looked for trouble even when there was none. Now that an opportunity had presented itself, people from Taihao Sect were probably ecstatic.
Of course, if this assassination mission could be successfully completed, the Shadow Kill Organization would once again gain a prominent reputation in the Cultivation World.
Their organization thrived on killing to earn Spirit Stones, and having a good reputation was crucial.
Huang Yu cleared his mind, took a pill, and began cultivating to heal his injuries.
Suddenly, his face changed drastically. In his dantian sea, a black energy mass was devouring his Spiritual Power.
Initially slow and discreet, the energy mass suddenly accelerated its consumption when he activated his cultivation techniques, catching his attention.
He hastily mobilized his Spiritual Power, attempting to expel it, but to no avail. The Spiritual Power he directed towards it was devoured, making the black energy mass grow stronger and consume faster.
If a solution couldn't be found, he would inevitably be devoured by that black energy mass in the long run.
"Damn it! It must be something Qingxu Sect did during the battle that I didn't notice."
After a fierce battle, his body was already injured. Now he couldn't even heal; the more he cultivated, the faster the black energy mass consumed.
Moreover, even if he didn't cultivate to heal, his internal injuries wouldn't hold for long, and neglecting their treatment would worsen the situation.
In the previous battle, he had depleted all his Spiritual Power to activate the Red Sun Separation Fire Formation.
Now, after the black energy mass consumed all his internal Spiritual Power, it started devouring his innate Spiritual Power.
He took out an antidote Elixir from his Storage Bag and swallowed it.
After a moment, he disappointedly rummaged through his Storage Bag, took out seven or eight items, and swallowed them, but there was no improvement.
For a while, Huang Yu couldn't think of a solution, but waiting at home for death was not an option.
He took out a mask as thin as a cicada's wing from his Storage Bag, gently put it on his face, and transformed into a different appearance.
After leaving his house, he would enter every shop on the street, asking if they had any detoxifying Elixirs. If they did, he would buy them without hesitation.
As for the price, he wouldn't bother asking. A person near death wouldn't care about such things.
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