"Who dares to kill soone of our Snake-man Clan! This enmity cannot coexist under the sa sky, those with courage, leave your na!" White Scale Master roared furiously.
"Why should I not dare? I am White Bone Scholar, if you have the ability, chase after !" The voice rang out again, fading away into a whisper.
White Scale Master, enraged, transford into a beam of white light and shot out, appearing above the Tower Ship in a flash.
Under the night sky, the surroundings were silent, and the sea breeze blew gently; there was no trace of Xi Ying.
"White Bone Scholar!" White Scale Master's face turned livid, slowly uttering the na.
Seeing this, the other mbers of the Snake-man Clan did not dare approach and stood at a distance.
"White Bone Scholar? Is that the person who just sneaked in?" Queen Ming Kong suddenly appeared beside White Scale Master, enveloped in a blue light, and asked.
"Did you already know soone was going to sneak in to rescue her?" White Scale Master turned to Queen Ming Kong, asking coldly.
"I rely noticed a shadow lingering nearby, whether it was here to rescue soone, I couldn't be sure," Queen Ming Kong said indifferently.
"That person has nothing to do with you, right?" White Scale Master stared intently at Queen Ming Kong and slowly said.
"What, you failed to capture them and now you want to vent your frustration on ?" Queen Ming Kong's eyes grew cold.
"Heh, I rely heard that Fellow Daoist Ming Kong is knowledgeable and wide-connected; I just wanted to inquire about that person's background," White Scale Master suppressed the rage in his heart, forcing out an ugly smile.
"In terms of knowledge, Fellow Daoist Bai Lin is no less than ; why bother asking? That person ca to deal with you. If Fellow Daoist Bai Lin wants to drag my rfolk into this muddy water, spare the trouble," Queen Ming Kong replied bluntly.
White Scale Master indeed had such intentions, and being directly pointed out by Queen Ming Kong left him sowhat embarrassed.
"Your own ss, handle it yourselves. I ca here to ask Fellow Daoist Bai Lin, now that the Human Clan female cultivator has been rescued, how will you handle the refining of the Nascent Soul Pill?" Queen Ming Kong asked.
"The materials for the Nascent Soul Pill are still not fully gathered, approximately two to three months are needed. I will find another type of True Fire during this period; Fellow Daoist Ming Kong need not worry," White Scale Master said.
"That's good then." Queen Ming Kong turned and left.
White Scale Master watched her departing figure, snorted coldly, and flew back to his ship.
"We were negligent in our guard duties, allowing the enemy to abduct that female cultivator; we ask for our ancestor to punish us," Qing Tong and the tall youth ca forward, knelt down to confess their guilt, shivering.
White Scale Master was extrely strict and had a violent nature; they had failed to protect the True Fire and did not know what severe punishnt awaited them.
"The person who ca was incredibly powerful, and I couldn't keep him; it's normal that you couldn't stop him either. Get up, bring the body of Hong Xing here," contrary to Qing Tong and his companion's expectations, White Scale Master simply waved his hand, instructing them.
Qing Tong, incredulous at being let off so lightly, hurriedly responded and quickly brought over the body of the girl with red eyes.
"Hong Xing liked to tornt beautiful Human Clan female cultivators; walking the night path too often, she finally t a ghost. Send her back to our clan for a proper burial," White Scale Master activated his Divine Sense to inspect the girl's body, a trace of peculiarity flashed in his eyes as he sighed.
Qing Tong complied, handing over Hong Xing's body to two Foundation Establishnt Stage Snake-n outside before turning back.
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"Ancestor, how did Hong Xing die? I also checked her body just now, and her death seems quite peculiar," Qing Tong hesitated for a mont, unable to resist asking.
"Hong Xing had no external injuries, only traces of damage in her Sea of Consciousness; this is caused by a destructive attack on the Divine Soul," White Scale Master said.
"An attack on the Divine Soul? Could it be that the person who just ca is a Soul Cultivator?" Qing Tong exclaid.
"Most likely, it is said that the Wu Yue Sect has re-erged in the Northern Desert, maybe this person has so connection with the Wu Yue Sect," White Scale Master closed his eyes, slowly said.
"Wu Yue Sect!" Qing Tong's pupils shrank.
He was the most hopeful and talented person of his generation within the Snake-man Clan to advance to the Nascent Soul Stage, deeply valued on regular days. He was quite familiar with the major forces on the Yunhuang Continent, naturally aware of the imnse entity known as Wu Yue Sect.
"Bring the file on Wu Yue Sect, the most updated one!" White Scale Master suddenly opened his eyes and commanded.
Qing Tong dared not delay, hurriedly retreated, and soon returned with a few Jade Scrolls.
"Northern Desert is too far from the East Sea, making it difficult to collect information. This is the situation reported a few days ago from a spy in the Black Wind Desert," Qing Tong said, bowing his head.
White Scale Master took the Jade Scrolls, his Divine Sense entered them, and his expression quickly changed.
"White Bone Venerable, White Bone Scholar? Could there be so connection between them?" he pondered various thoughts, the idea that the visitor was a mber of the Wu Yue Sect beca increasingly strong.
"Ancestor, we cannot let Hong Xing's grievances go unavenged! Earlier, to capture that Human Clan female cultivator, I tracked her for a while; she seems to have so connection with Red Ganoderma Island. If we follow this lead, it's not impossible to find her tracks," Qing Tong hesitated slightly, then said.
His Storage Bag had been stolen earlier, other items might be trivial, but there was one critical item that must be retrieved!
White Scale Master thought it over and ultimately decided to give up the pursuit.
A single True Fire, after all, could be found with so more ti; there was no need to provoke Wu Yue Sect.
"Yes," Qing Tong reluctantly agreed.
"What, are you displeased with my decision?" White Scale Master's cold gaze swept over.
"Your subordinate dares not!" Qing Tong's body shook, and he hastily knelt to the ground.
"The Immortal Fruit Conference will officially begin in three days. Restrain our people during these days; do not wander aimlessly," White Scale Master commanded coldly, then left with a flick of his sleeve.
...
Xi Ying stealthily made her way back to Fusang City, silently returning to her dwelling and entering Yan Siyun's room.
Yan Siyun had been waiting here all along. Hearing so noises, she hurriedly stood up.
"Sister Xi, have you found my younger sister?"
The figure in the air blurred, and Yuan Ming appeared in a flash, flicking his sleeve lightly.
A wave of blue light swept over the ground, and Yan Sijing appeared on the floor.
"Sister!" Yan Si Yun almost cried with joy, throwing herself over.
Yuan Ming thought to himself that Yan Siyun, usually calm and composed, was inevitably excited to this extent when it ca to her sister; the depth of familial love truly could not be severed by anyone.
Yan Siyun, ever the composed person, quickly regained her calm and gave Yuan Ming and Xi a solemn bow: "Thank you Fellow Daoist Yuan and Sister Xi for rescuing my younger sister. I'm deeply grateful and will definitely repay you later!"
"There's no need to thank us. Yan Sijing was abducted by a Nascent Soul cultivator. Saving her depended entirely on Lord Nether Moon God's display of power," Yuan Ming said with a devout attitude, speaking solemnly.
Seeing Yuan Ming's deanor, Xi Ying nearly laughed out loud, quickly grabbing so tea to drink in order to adjust her expression.
"So it was Lord Nether Moon God who took action. We thank Lord Nether Moon God!" Yan Siyun bowed devoutly, her faith completely transferred to Lord Nether Moon God this mont, the power of her belief much purer than before.
Yuan Ming's brow relaxed, pleased to have completely won over Yan Siyun, making the trip worthwhile.
"Yan Sijing's aura has mostly recovered, but a Divine Soul Restriction was placed on her by the enemy. Although it has been dispelled by Lord Nether Moon God, she'll need to remain unconscious for a while before awakening. Take her and look after her well," Yuan Ming advised Yan Siyun.
Yan Siyun acknowledged, picked up her sister, and was about to turn around.
"Although the Nascent Soul cultivator was repelled by Lord Nether Moon God, he did not perish. During the Immortal Fruit Conference, it's best that Yan Sijing stays indoors," Yuan Ming added after a mont's thought.
Yan Siyun agreed again and walked out carrying her sister.
"Tsk, tsk, you seem quite addicted to impersonating a Divine Envoy, but you do play the part well," Xi Ying said with a suppressed laugh.
"There's no helping it. There are too few usable talents in the Moon Sect now; I had no choice but to do it myself," Yuan Ming shrugged nonchalantly.
"Being thick-skinned has many benefits," Xi Ying chuckled lightly, tossing over the Stealing Heaven Tripod, Shura Blood Devouring Map, and two storage bags.
"Those three were captured by you; I don't need these," Yuan Ming only took the Stealing Heaven Tripod and the Shura Blood Devouring Map.
"White Scale Master was stopped by you alone, so these two storage bags naturally belong to you. If you don't want them, just give them away; your sect has many believers, so you're not short of people who would want them," Xi Ying said, standing up to leave.
Yuan Ming remained silent, understanding that Xi Ying was considering his situation.
The Moon Sect was large and its affairs many. As the number of cultivator believers grew, so too would the demand for cultivation resources.
After a long silence, he also took the two storage bags and went back to his place.
Yuan Ming, as usual, activated the forbidden barrier and the silver barrier, sat cross-legged on the bed, but did not delve into cultivation. Instead, he took out the two storage bags again.
Both bags were made from material resembling snake skin, one blue and the other red.
Yuan Ming first inspected the blue storage bag, which contained a fair amount of Spirit Stones, spiritual materials, and other items, most of which were of the Wood Attribute. There was also an identity token, which belonged to Qing Tong.
"It seems that Qing Tong, like , cultivates a wood attribute thod," Yuan Ming muttered to himself as he carefully inspected these spiritual materials, quickly finishing the check. Only one Jade Box had been sealed, making it difficult to open.
He took out a palm-sized Jade Box, emitted two balls of blue light from his palm, and began eroding the seal placed on it, taking as long as a al before he managed to break it.
The lid of the Jade Box opened automatically, revealing an erald-green Jade Scroll and a blue-green seed inside.
"Could this be the formula for the Demon Fetus Pill that Xi Ying wanted?" Yuan Ming picked up the Jade Scroll, his divine sense entered it, and soon his expression turned to one of disappointnt.
The information contained in the Jade Scroll was not the recipe for the Demon Fetus Pill but a secret technique nad "Ju Mang Spirit Technique" of the Wood Attribute.
Yuan Ming, already possessing many secret techniques, wasn't overly interested at first. However, considering that Qing Tong had so securely stored this scroll, it must have so value; thus, he continued to inspect it closely.
As he delved deeper, his expression began to show slight tumult.
The "Ju Mang Spirit Technique" was very special––as described in the scroll, it was created by the Ancient Wood God Ju Mang. Once mastered, it possessed the incredible effect of changing destiny, capable of tempering a cultivator's Spirit Root, elevating it to an unbelievable realm.
If refined well, even the lowest Four Spirit Roots could be enhanced to a level comparable to the Heavenly Spirit Root.
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