C649 The Framing(3)

After the man had dissolved into a pool of blood, the spectral cultivator leaned forward and inhaled sharply, drawing the blood into his belly.

Satisfied, the spectral cultivator let out a contented belch and was struck by a sudden thought. He reopened the big man's storage bag and rummaged through it. Although Wai Wu had spent years traveling, this large man had remained his loyal servant