57: Poor Tom, being played around with!

Poor Tom 'Wang' was played by Shen Li like a puppet.

Actually, when encircling and killing Jue Wuying, Shen Li's Immortal Opportunity had already given him information.

Originally, Shen Li simply wanted to kill Jue Wuying to remove a major hidden danger, and then obtain a small amount of Spiritual Origin as a small reward.

That would have been enough.

Unexpectedly, he encountered a herd of Sand Scale Horned Wind Horses.

And the leader was even a ninth-rank Sand Scale Horned Wind Horse!

This type of horse is a rare Spirit Beast in the Yellow Sand Plains, unlike Yao Beasts, they do not eat flesh and blood; what they like most is the 'Spiritual Origin' from the Origin of desert creatures.

Therefore, Shen Li thought of using a trick, attracting Hyena Sand Beasts through resentment, and having Wang Teng circle around to gather as many Hyena Sand Beasts as possible for a large attack.

The sandstorm obscured vision and aura, confusing the Spiritual Qi, and a small amount of Spiritual Origin might indeed not attract the attention of these Sand Scale Horned Wind Horses.

But the collected Spiritual Origin would be different; it would definitely penetrate the sandstorm and attract the attention of these Sand Scale Horned Wind Horses.

Of course, this was Shen Li's guess, and it turned out to be true.

However, it was hard on the poor Young Master Wang Teng!

At this moment, Wang Teng was extremely uncomfortable.

These Spirit Beasts naturally wouldn't harm people, but this lead horse seemed to be looking for something, constantly kicking him around like a ball from the sky.

Wang Teng, who hadn't studied, had no idea what this Spirit Beast wanted.

A Cultivator's Physical Body is weak, and in such a complex situation, he couldn't even use techniques.

Immediately, he pitifully begged Shen Li for help.

"Brother... save me... save me!"

"The food I ate the day before yesterday is about to come out!"

"Save me... save me!"

Shen Li squinted slightly, and his voice spread out.

"Brother Wang, hold on, just a little bit more! Just a little bit more!"

Wang Teng was about to vomit his bile out, cursing loudly.

"Shen Li, may you give birth to a child with * * * *"

"Shen Li! You should be cut into a thousand pieces! Never to be reborn!"

"You, a person with a kind facade but a dark heart, I will never rest until one of us is dead!"

"Shen Li! I will tie you to the pillar of shame! I will also make you experience everything I have experienced!"

Shen Li seemed to be waiting for something, smiling slightly.

"Since Brother Wang curses me so much, it seems he is full of vigor and doesn't need me much anymore?"

"Then we will leave first... Brother Wang, take your time."

When Wang Teng saw the Yuting Guards retreat into the city, he was stunned.

Enduring the piercing pain... his voice spread.

"But... on the other hand."

"Brother Shen, you are heroic and vigorous, exceptionally intelligent, handsome and dashing, with a refined appearance, and you are a stationed Cultivator. With you, the Shen Family will naturally prosper and flourish like a raging fire!"

"Ugh!"

"I can't say anymore!"

"Shen, save me!"

Shen Li still smiled, but his hands did not stop, weaving the Lingyin Technique into giant nets that submerged into the earth.

He was like a seasoned hunter, patiently waiting for his prey to take the bait!

Finally, reaching about fifty meters from the city wall, Shen Li suddenly pulled the Lingyin Technique.

The huge net instantly enveloped dozens of these Sand Scale Horned Wind Horses!

These Sand Scale Horned Wind Horses live on the Yellow Sand Plains, so they are extremely sensitive. When the lead horse saw this, it immediately threw off Wang Teng and tore at the Lingyin Technique with its mouth!

It wanted to escape from this place!

The Lingyin Technique broke, and the ninth-rank lead horse wanted to escape, but before it could take a step, it saw the other Sand Scale Horned Wind Horses that were trapped, raising their forelegs and neighing, then rushing towards their kin, wanting to save them from distress!

Then, two figures floated down.

One on the left, one on the right, both punching its chest and abdomen.

This greatly stimulated the horse's ferocity!

It raised its hooves, intending to trample them down!

But Ruo Liuli snorted coldly, her Yao Blood boiling.

This immediately startled the horse.

"Beast!! Kneel for me!"

With a powerful punch, the horse was forced to its knees, dirt splashing!

It roared unwillingly, and mysterious patterns flickered on its forehead.

Sharp wind blades appeared out of thin air. Ruo Liuli quickly dodged, but two strands of her beautiful hair were still cut off!

"A Spirit Beast that has developed a Natal Technique! Truly a heaven and earth treasure!"

The wind blades cut through the Lingyin Technique, and the technique disintegrated, allowing the other Sand Scale Horned Wind Horses to break free!

Just as they were about to flee, the seals of the four directions formed, and a huge ice cage appeared!

Shen Li's Spiritual Qi was drained from his body, but he showed a relieved smile.

"It's just a trapped beast's struggle! They will be docile sooner or later."

"Next, we will wear them down!"

"The ninth-rank heaven and earth treasure Sand Scale Horned Wind Horse can treat sandstorms as nothing, carry a thousand catties, and travel three thousand li day and night! In the Yellow Sand Plains, it is simply the best mount! Warhorse!"

"The Yellow Sand Plains is truly full of treasures! Opportunities! Countless!"

Then... Wang Teng shivered, being helped up onto the city wall, trembling as he leaned against the side of the city wall, his eyes unfocused.

He was like a delicate flower that had been ravaged.

He had shut down.

He didn't want to say a word now; he wanted to be quiet.

"Brother Wang."

Hearing this address, Wang Teng subconsciously shivered.

"Don't ask me, I don't know, I don't know anything, I'll tell you everything I know, don't mess with me anymore, please."

"Look how scared you are."

Shen Li was a bit speechless.

Is it that serious?

Isn't this tempering the Physical Body? And courage. Why is Wang Teng so afraid?

Seeing this, Shen Li didn't say much, only pointing at the tall horse below and saying.

"Brother Wang, since you're not paying attention, I won't give you this horse then."

"What horse?"

Wang Teng realized later, then endured the pain coming from all over his body, got up awkwardly, propped himself against the city wall, and asked uncertainly.

"You're going to give me the lead horse?"

Shen Li smiled and nodded.

"Naturally, Brother Wang put in a great effort."

"This is a ninth-rank heaven and earth treasure... Shen, are you serious?"

"A gentleman's word, a team of horses cannot overtake it."

"Why?"

"Naturally, because Brother Wang has the greatest merit."

"I don't believe you."

"I am very honest."

Wang Teng grinned.

"I've never met anyone as 'honest' as you."

"I'm gradually understanding why Uncle asked me to come here."

"Learning a trick or two from you, one can traverse the entire Yellow Sand Plains, right?"

"You flatter me, you flatter me."

"Speak! What other tricks do you have?"

Shen Li shook his head.

"There really isn't any more. Once the lead horse is tired, Brother Wang can engrave a master-servant contract."

"However, after taming it, I still have a plan in mind that requires Brother Wang to come along?"

"I knew there would be nothing good about being with you. You speak first, otherwise, I wouldn't dare touch this horse."

Shen Li found it amusing, but he chuckled and spoke words that made Wang Teng shudder.

The voice was gentle, yet it made one feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

"Due to the sandstorm's isolation, I learned from Jue Wuying's Storage Pouch that many of the mainstays have all gone to 'Twin Peaks Mountain'."

"Colluding with the Yin Nether Sect is a fact; their Jue Family will inevitably become traitors."

"The coordinates of the Hanyu Market they established are also among them, and... the defenses are empty... Brother Wang, are you interested in... taking everything?"

Wang Teng immediately gasped.

"You truly are a..."

"Beast, aren't you?"

"You flatter me!"

Qiu Ya and Ruo Liuli looked at each other, stifling their laughter.

Poor Wang Teng was once again played like a puppet!