Xue Fanxin and Little Lei acted cleverly and cooperated with each other, hunting the lone Asura sacrificial soldiers. When they were tired, they found a place to rest. After recovering a little strength, they resumed their hunt.
It sounded easy on paper only. The Asura sacrificial soldiers weren't nobodies. Most of the time, they were dodging the attacks of the Asura sacrificial soldiers. Only when the time, place, and people aligned could they kill an Asura sacrificial soldier.
The Asura Hall Master, who was monitoring every move of the Ninth Lord's Estate in a certain dark place, was furious at losing two more Asura sacrificial soldiers. His eyes spat blood, and he wished he could kill Xue Fanxin now.
"Damn it, damn it, my Asura sacrificial soldiers."
Previously, he had lost ten of his men. He had always thought that it was Ye Jiushang. After all, only he, the Lord of the Nine Cloud Palace, had such ability.
