Behind the old man and the young girl stood the remaining villagers who were still alive.

This village was already small, with only over a hundred people. After being troubled by those bandits, only half remained alive, mostly women, children, and the elderly. At this moment, they all looked reverently at Lu Ye sitting in front.

The Immortal Master had just demonstrated his immense power by single-handedly killing over twenty bandits, witnessed by many of them. Without this Immortal Master, they would all be dead today!

So even though for a moment the Immortal Master might not seem like a good person, the villagers still felt grateful.

Lu Ye raised his eyes to look at these people, instantly dazzled by the large numbers above their heads.

Bandits were living Asura Seals, and so were these villagers! Furthermore, their value was even greater than that of the bandits!

The young girl he met on the mountain had an initial value of two thousand Asura Seals, and the elderly man she was supporting was even more shocking, with a big five thousand value above his head, almost making Lu Ye think he was mistaken.

To understand, the small bandit leader he just killed was only worth three thousand Asura Seals, so how could this frail, elderly man buried half-neck in soil be worth five thousand?

Moreover, these villagers start at a value of two thousand at least, and a minority have even reached three thousand.

Even if there are only fifty people, this represents a total value of at least a hundred thousand Asura Seals. If Lu Ye is willing, he could kill all these unarmed, ordinary people in front of him to collect an amount equivalent to a training exercise.

And these people are likely just shadows, not real living beings, so there's actually no psychological burden in killing them.

"Immortal Master, Great Wind Mountain suffered heavy losses this time and definitely won't let this go. They have six leaders, and the dead one was the weakest. I heard the main leader of Great Wind Mountain has been cultivating for years and his strength is unfathomable. It's best for the Immortal Master to plan ahead."

"Hmm?" Lu Ye listened with a brightened expression, "Great Wind Mountain... Where is it?"

Even if these people were just shadows, Lu Ye wouldn't make a move. He was just curious why these ordinary people were worth more than bandits.

But extinguishing bandits posed no psychological burden; it was a chance to be chivalrous while gaining benefits—a win-win situation.

The old man seemed to be the village head and replied, "This is Great Wind Mountain, but the area is large. Many years ago, a group of thieves occupied the mountain as king, using the Great Wind Mountain name to commit crimes everywhere."

"Do you know their exact location?" Lu Ye asked again.

"I'm not sure." The old man shook his head, looking at Lu Ye with a strange expression. He kindly came to warn him mainly to prompt Lu Ye to leave quickly, as revenge was surely coming from Great Wind Mountain. Who would have thought this Immortal Master wasn't afraid but instead... excited?

What kind of person is this?

"Do any of you know where the bandits' lair is?" Lu Ye asked the surviving villagers.

Most shook their heads, indicating they didn't know.

Only one man dressed as a hunter spoke up, "Immortal Master, the bandits of Great Wind Mountain hide very deeply; most indeed don't know their exact location. Even if someone accidentally sees them, they won't be spared. But someone knows."

"Who?" Lu Ye looked at him.

The hunter turned his head to the side, "It!"

Lu Ye followed his gaze and saw the handsome black horse left behind after the Sixth Master's death.

His eyes brightened immediately. Yes, an old horse knows the way; riding it should lead him to the bandits' lair.

With this thought, Lu Ye no longer hesitated, and he slowly stood up and walked towards the black horse.

"Where is the Immortal Master going?" the old man asked tremulously. Although he had some guesses, he wasn't sure.

"Of course, to eliminate evil completely!" Lu Ye said while mounting the horse, casually picking up the hefty lance left behind by the Sixth Master after his death.

This thing was roughly two hundred pounds; it's not something an ordinary person can handle. The Boulder Mountain Saber can't be used, but this lance in such a large environment would certainly be an invincible weapon!

The black horse was a bit unruly, but Lu Ye simply patted it on the back, with spirit force pulsating, making it obedient.

"Immortal Master, Great Wind Mountain has many exotic beasts, please be careful," the man dressed as a hunter couldn't help but remind Lu Ye as he watched his departing figure.

Lu Ye simply waved his hand casually.

As they watched Lu Ye's departing figure vanish, everyone turned collectively to the old man. The hunter asked, "Village chief, what do we do next?"

The village was destroyed, and more than half the villagers were killed or injured. That was secondary; the key was Great Wind Mountain's impending revenge. If they stayed here, their fate would be dire.

No one knew if the Immortal Master who left could solve the bandits of Great Wind Mountain. If he could, that would be great, but if he couldn't, waiting for them would be a doomed disaster.

The old man pondered briefly before sighing, "Take everything we can with us, let's relocate."

Staying here was not an option; they could only find another suitable place to settle down. However, in today's world, who knew what fate awaited them when they left their homes?

The villagers were silent for a while before dispersing to pack up their belongings.

In the forest, Lu Ye rode the horse leisurely, holding a bundle to inspect.

This bundle was on the black horse's back, presumably belonging to the Sixth Master. After some searching, Lu Ye found many dried meats, along with two sets of clothes and a few sheets resembling golden leaves, which he assumed to be currency for this domain.

The sound of rumbling echoed, and Lu Ye hurriedly patted his chest, discovering that the Dice of Fate was still there, immediately breathing a sigh of relief.

Then he widened his eyes, showing an expression of disbelief, because he finally realized what the rumbling sound was.

It was the noise coming from his own stomach.

He was actually hungry!

Lu Ye didn't know how long it had been since he felt this. With his cultivation gradually improving, he had already been free from the need of eating, eating more for the pleasure of taste.

Yet now, he genuinely felt the sensation of hunger!

The aroma of the dried meat suddenly seemed more intense.

Lu Ye immediately picked up a piece and started chewing, then grabbed a water flask from the horse's back and took a few gulps.

The Talent Tree suddenly reacted, and as Lu Ye focused his mind to observe, he discovered an extremely faint gray mist flashed past the Talent Tree.

Poison? Lu Ye was surprised. What was that Sixth Master thinking, even putting poison in his food? Who was he trying to guard against?

However, from the reaction of the Talent Tree, the poison didn't seem very effective.

Lu Ye didn't care, ate a few pieces of dried meat, drank some water, and gradually confirmed that the poison wasn't in the meat but in the water.

To him, it made no difference.

After having a full meal, Lu Ye began cultivating, transforming his blood Qi into spirit force.

Although the Talent Tree could absorb nature's spiritual energy to replenish its consumption, the spiritual energy in this world was too thin, even full exertion had little effect.

Instead, the cultivation method of transforming blood Qi into spirit force was quite efficient, which was his initial method of cultivation, because back then, he lacked talent and couldn't absorb energy from nature's spiritual energy and Spirit Stones, so he could only use this method.

Even after so many years, Lu Ye still hadn't forgotten.

Moreover, back then, when he was at this stage, the Talent Tree hadn't transformed yet, unlike now, with its powerful devouring ability, as food entered the stomach, Lu Ye only needed to lightly stimulate the Talent Tree, allowing it to completely refine and devour, transforming it into his blood Qi, and then converting that blood Qi into spirit force. The cultivation efficiency was countless times faster than back then.

After a Shichen, his stomach was hungry again.

Lu Ye continued to gorge himself, followed by cultivation, and after several cycles of this, the large bag of dried meat was consumed, and the spirit force he previously exhausted in combat had been replenished.

Gradually, Lu Ye discovered a pleasant surprise: the Asura Field's suppression of him wasn't absolute, and he could break open more orifices through cultivation, thereby enhancing his strength!

This was undoubtedly an exhilarating and inspiring discovery.

As he moved forward, the black horse's speed wasn't very fast, and Lu Ye didn't know if the path it took was correct, but given the situation, he could only trust it.

By dusk, he arrived at a place, and suddenly the black horse grew uneasy and restless.

Sensing this during his cultivation, Lu Ye turned to look in one direction, where a pair of green eyes were staring from a bush.

Their eyes locked, the reek of blood met his face, and a huge, agile figure leaped out, beastly roars filled the air, and a bloody mouth appeared in Lu Ye's sight.

The black horse was startled and neighed frantically.

Lu Ye grabbed the sturdy long spear left by the Sixth Master and thrust it forward.

The two-hundred-pound weight seemed as light as nothing; the lunging beast was pierced through, hanging on the spear.

"Stop whining!" Lu Ye slapped the black horse on the back.

Moments later, by a blazing campfire, Lu Ye sat cross-legged, a large piece of beast meat sizzling and crackling on the fire, the aroma wafted strongly.

The hunger in Lu Ye's stomach grew more intense.

With the Talent Tree by his side, no matter how much he ate, he could swiftly digest it, thus turning it into potential for enhancing strength.

Additionally, after slaying this leopard-like creature, he realized one more thing: in this world, beasts weren't ordinary animals but far more fierce and powerful compared to those in his perception.

Even the black horse left by the Sixth Master was the same.

It was worth noting, despite not weighing much, the long spear was quite heavy, yet the black horse showed little fatigue throughout the day.

Was this an exotic beast?

Reflecting on the hunter's warning before he left, it seemed that the so-called exotic beasts were fiercer and stronger than ordinary animals but hadn't reached the level of demon beasts.

This aligned with the world's tier.

Since this world itself had the concept of cultivation but hadn't truly entered the realm, it was considered a lower domain.

Suddenly, footsteps approached, flickering lights revealed two figures coming from ahead, and before one arrived, they spoke: "Visiting late at night, please forgive us, the mountain path is difficult, the night is cold, seeing the firelight, we wish to warm ourselves, hope you won't mind, friend."