Chen Hai had already opened the storage bag obtained from Ye Fangxian.
The space inside this storage bag is not very large, only about half a cubic meter, which is much smaller than the storage bag he is using now.
It seems that space tools like storage bags should be very rare and precious in the Western Man Mountains.
Ye Fangxian is a true immortal-level powerhouse. The Yaowang Valley where he is located is also an overlord-level force in the Western Man Mountain Realm. However, the storage bag he uses still only has this much space inside.
As for the Bloodthirsty Sect that Chen Hai belongs to, apart from himself and the storage bag he gave to his wife, he has never seen anyone else with such a thing as a space device in their hands.
After opening Ye Fangxian's storage bag, Chen Hai made another big fortune.
There was nothing else inside, only bottles filled with elixirs, densely packed inside.
The name of Ye Fangxian's medicine jar is well deserved.
Eating elixirs as snacks? Only he can do it.
Chen Hai would definitely not be so extravagant. If the pills he obtained from Ye Fangxian were only used to assist his cultivation, he estimated that they should be able to sustain him for a long time.
In the blink of an eye, more than two years have passed.
"The current me is probably still a little bit behind the stage of True Saint Stage."
"Were all those pills used up so quickly?"
In the training room of the other courtyard, Chen Hai, who had not even left the door, and had been practicing hard behind closed doors, finally slowly opened his eyes.
Taking drugs feels good for a while, but taking medicine every day will keep you feeling good.
I have to say that compared to normal cultivation, relying on drugs to assist cultivation is indeed very satisfying, and its cultivation efficiency is several times higher.
It's a pity that Chen Hai is used to taking drugs. When there is no more medicine to take and he resumes his normal cultivation speed, Chen Hai just feels awkward and is not in the mood to continue practicing.
He stood up and moved his body a little. Then he estimated the time he spent in retreat with his fingers.
"In the past two years of seclusion, no one has come to disturb me. It seems that the Tianji Holy Sect has not killed the Bloodthirsty Sect."
"Maybe, they haven't started an uprising, they are still dormant."
"I'm still a little short of the middle stage of the True Saint. I haven't stepped into the realm of the Earthly Immortal and faced off against the Heavenly Saint Sect. I just don't feel at ease in my heart!"
Chen Hai sighed and said to himself.
Just after he finished speaking, he slapped his forehead and seemed to remember something.
"Desolate Sky Demon Sect Luo Batian's place, it seems that three or four years have passed since I last cursed him."
"By this time, he should have solved the seven-day curse. It won't be long before he kills the Bloodthirsty Sect."
"Fortunately, I remembered this matter in time, otherwise, when he really comes to kill me and I want to do something, it will be too late!"
While speaking, Chen Hai had already taken out various items needed to perform the seven-day curse.
Cultivating behind closed doors, staying in this practice room for so long, cursing Luo Batian, is his only recreational activity now.
After tying up the straw man, writing Luo Batian's name on the animal skin, and covering it, he fixed the straw man in front of him, sat cross-legged, and began to mutter something.
…
In the realm of Qiu Shan, Tianhuang Demon Sect is stationed.
When we first set foot here, the situation was a bit bad, but over the past few years, Tianhuang Demon Sect and the nearby immortal sects have fought fiercely several times.
Although both sides had their losses, the real losses were caused by the major immortal sects in the surrounding area.
There are as many as five or six powerful people of the level of True Immortal among the Tianhuang Demon Sect troops based in Qiu Shan Realm.
Trapped by the seven-day curse, Luo Batian has been in seclusion to remove the curse in the past few years. But even if he is unable to take action, facing the surrounding immortal sects, their Wild Sky Demon Sect still has a huge advantage.
"Roar..." full of joyful meaning, a thunderous roar suddenly sounded in a quiet room.
"It's been nearly four years. After all, I'm still the better one. The strange power of the curse that has been entangled with me has finally been completely eliminated by me."
"You want to kill me with a curse? That person secretly underestimates me, Luo."
"If you want me to find out who is cursing me behind my back, I will destroy his whole family and kill all nine of his clans!"
…
The quiet room door, which had been tightly closed, slowly opened. Luo Batian was full of energy. He cursed and strode out of the room.
"Congratulations to Senior Brother Luo, congratulations to Senior Brother Luo."
"Successfully removing the curse is a great joy. We should celebrate it."
"I have already ordered the people below to set up a few tables. Everyone will not come home until they are drunk tonight."
Before walking out of the quiet room, Luo Batian's loud roar had already alarmed many people in the Huangtian Demon Sect.
At this moment, at least six or seven senior figures in the sect have gathered here.
Seeing Luo Batian coming out of the quiet room, and hearing the curses in his mouth, everyone was filled with joy, looked at each other, and quickly stepped forward to congratulate Luo Batian.
Although it is said that there are several powerful true immortals in the Huangtian Demon Sect, Luo Batian is just one of them.
But the fact that he completely removed the curse and walked out of the quiet room meant that their Desolate Heaven Demon Sect had another top-notch combatant who could fight at any time.
They fought many times with the surrounding immortal sects. Although they had some upper hand, they could only barely gain a foothold.
To completely resolve this matter, perhaps the only way is to eliminate one or two factions and completely scare the others.
It is definitely a good thing for everyone present that Luo Batian, a true immortal level top combat power, can be safe and free.
"Have you ordered the people below to prepare for the celebration banquet?"
"In order to get rid of that weird curse, I have been staying in a quiet room for the past few years, and my mouth has almost turned into a bird!"
"Fine food takes time to prepare, but good wine can be drunk at any time. Let's go directly to the banquet hall."
"Every other thing, no matter how important it is, just put it aside for me and have a few drinks with me first!"
The congratulations from everyone made Luo Batian, who was already in a good mood, start laughing.
After waving his hand and greeting everyone, he took the lead and strode out in the direction of the banquet hall.
After tea time, in the banquet hall.
"The true immortals in the nearby immortal sects all have a look of fear when they mention you, Senior Brother Luo."
"Knowing that you have solved the curse on your body and successfully escaped, they still don't know how frightened they will be."
"Come, let's all toast to Senior Brother Luo!"
We were a bit short on time and only a few dishes were served, but the wine was definitely enough.
Just as they sat down on the chairs, everyone had already stood up, picked up their wine glasses, and signaled to Luo Batian.
"Only those true immortals from the Immortal Sect are so weak in combat. Several of them banded together to besiege me, but they couldn't even hurt me."
"If we really have to fight to the death, I will fight two of those useless immortals."
"Ning Miaozi from the Blood Knife Gate ran away as soon as he saw me. He was completely frightened by me."
"Since I have removed the curse, I will repair it today. Tomorrow, I will directly lead a team of troops there and destroy their Blood Knife Sect first!"
Speaking of the true immortals of the Immortal Sect, Luo Batian looked disdainful, his eyes full of contempt.
Picking up the glass of wine in front of him, he drank it in one sip, and then he laughed heartily.
"Senior Brother Luo is mighty!"
"Senior Brother Luo is domineering!"
"With Senior Brother Luo taking action, a mere Blood Sword Sect can be easily captured..."
None of the true immortals in the sect were present for the time being. The six or seven people around Luo Batian at this moment were just thunder calamities.
In front of Luo Batian, they naturally said whatever sounded good to them.
Unfortunately, Luo Batian, who had just finished drinking a glass of wine, rolled his eyes and fell straight to the ground before he could sit down.