PDLP Chapter 70 Ye Qingyun
Chapter 70 Ye Qingyun
"Save your breath, those are spirit stones." Ye Feng glanced at Du Fan, sighed softly, and with a flick of his sleeve, a ball of fire appeared.
The next moment, Chu Qian's corpse was surrounded by flames. A few breaths later, the raging flames, along with her jade-like body, dissipated, leaving only a storage bag, which Ye Feng easily captured with a single gesture.
"Let me teach you something else. This is called murder and robbery. This kind of thing happens every day in the cultivation world." Ye Feng unceremoniously took Chu Qian's storage bag, smiled slightly at Du Fan, and spoke calmly.
"There is one advantage to cultivators with fire spirit roots and other spirit roots: they can save a lot of spirit stones," Du Fan said quietly. At this moment, his thoughts were somewhat chaotic. Even now, he still felt in his heart that this woman did not deserve to die.
"It seems Brother Du is still unable to let go of this matter." Ye Feng put away his smile and looked calmly at Du Fan.
"You planned to kill her from the very beginning?" Du Fan suddenly asked.
"Yes!" Ye Feng answered without hesitation.
"Then why did you say so much nonsense to her?" Du Fan said irritably.
"Don't you think she'll die happily this way? Actually, I'm very soft-hearted when it comes to women, especially beautiful women."
"To be honest, I was a little bit attracted to her. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have taken action myself." Ye Feng said slowly, resting his chin on his hand, looking quite regretful.
The two chatted for half an hour, catching a few more wild rabbits, before returning to the inner gate.
Two hours later, at the foot of a mountain peak.
"Brother Du, are you really not planning to eat roasted rabbit with us?" Ye Feng winked at Du Fan and smiled.
"No need, I have no interest in bothering you." Du Fan knew that Ye Feng was referring to Xia Rui. When he thought of Xia Rui, he couldn't help but think of the fierce Senior Sister Cheng Yu. Thinking of this woman, Du Fan immediately shrank back.
"Since that's the case, I won't force you, brother. Besides, the scene in the second half might be even more spectacular. It's better if Brother Du doesn't go, haha." Ye Feng laughed, and at the same time, he flicked his sleeve, and a white light flashed, revealing a white eagle about ten feet long in mid-air. After circling in the air, it flew to Ye Feng.
Ye Feng moved swiftly and stood atop the white eagle.
"Brother Du, be careful lately. As for the person you mentioned, I will investigate." Ye Feng suddenly stopped smiling, his expression turned serious, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.
Before Du Fan could say anything, Ye Feng lightly tapped his foot on the ground, and the white eagle immediately let out a clear cry. With a sudden flap of its wings, it transformed into a streak of white light, piercing the sky and flying away into the distance.
"Who could that person be?" Gazing in the direction where Ye Feng disappeared, Du Fan instantly conjured up an image of a graceful figure and a beautiful face that was both alluring and refined.
"Perhaps she had her reasons..." Du Fan couldn't help but think, recalling the woman's apologetic gaze as she left.
Just as he was about to start climbing the mountain, he suddenly stopped.
"To be on the safe side, we should replenish the talismans first." Du Fan suddenly remembered that in this battle with Wu Hao, although he finally killed him, he had also consumed a lot of his talismans.
Through the clues gathered over the past few days, Du Fan had already sensed a sense of turmoil. The talisman was his greatest reliance at the moment. After a flash of his eyes, he headed towards another mountain peak.
Two hours later, Du Fan returned to the Spirit Garden, went straight to the thatched hut, sat down cross-legged, and took out Wu Hao's storage bag.
After searching, he found nothing but a few hundred spirit stones and a cultivation manual, not even a bottle of pills, which greatly surprised him.
He originally thought that with Wu Hao's status in the Zishan Sect, he could find a legendary magic weapon, but who knew that he didn't even have a single talisman.
Du Fan sighed, somewhat disappointed, and put it away again. Then, he slapped his storage bag with one hand and took out two small bottles containing Qi Refining Pills and Mind Concentration Oil, respectively.
Du Fan quickly drank a drop of Concentration Oil, then poured out a Qi Refining Pill and swallowed it. He then closed his eyes and began to cultivate.
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In a dimly lit, secret room, two people sat at the head of the table. One of them was slender and had a refined appearance; he was none other than He Yinghua, the leader of the Kongsang Sect.
The other person, in his thirties, dressed in white, with loose hair and a handsome appearance, bore a striking resemblance to Ye Feng. He was none other than Ye Qingyun, the mysterious patriarch of the Ye family.
"Sect Leader, Grandfather, that's how it is."
Before the two, Ye Feng stood respectfully, his usual unruliness and frivolity completely gone, and he even appeared somewhat meek and submissive.
"Alright, you can go now. Your grandfather and I still have some things to discuss." He Yinghua smiled, his face showing appreciation, and spoke gently.
"Yes, Sect Leader, Grandfather, Feng'er will take his leave now." Ye Feng breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had only been in this secret room for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, he had been feeling extremely uncomfortable. Upon hearing the Sect Leader's words, he quickly bowed and left.
"Feng'er's cultivation has improved a lot over the years, all thanks to Brother He's care. I thank you very much." After Ye Feng left the secret room, Ye Qingyun spoke slowly with a smile on his face.
"Brother Ye, you're too kind. With our relationship, this little thing is nothing to mention. But Feng'er's talent is extraordinary; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it earth-shattering."
His current cultivation level is all due to his own efforts. I only played a minor role in guiding him from the sidelines. I dare not take credit for it.” He Yinghua shook his head, his eyes showing even more admiration for Ye Feng.
"Brother He, there's no need to say that. It's Feng'er's good fortune to be able to become your disciple and receive your true teachings. Although our Ye family is famous for our skill in controlling magical beasts, we are quite indifferent to the matter of disciples."
"Fortunately, I have a close relationship with Brother He, which is why he had this opportunity. If he were in the Ye family, even with his extraordinary talent, he would be like a pearl covered in dust, his potential would not be realized, and a genius would be wasted." Ye Qingyun waved his hand and said very politely.
"Hehe, Brother Ye, why should we be so modest here? In any case, it is our wish that Feng'er can have a good development. I originally planned to arrange for Feng'er to advance to the Foundation Establishment stage in the near future."
Two years ago, his cultivation broke through the seventh level of the Qi Refining stage, reaching the Great Perfection of the Qi Refining stage. Coupled with his talent and some methods I arranged, Foundation Establishment was a sure thing for him.
Unexpectedly, the unexpected turn of events involving the vassal state has caused this matter to be delayed for some time. He Yinghua, who had been smiling just moments before, suddenly frowned and his face darkened as if he had thought of something.
"In my opinion, although the vassal state has made a great show of force this time, the cultivation world of the fire feather state is no less powerful than theirs. I think this storm will pass in a year at most, or a few months at least."
"But we must be wary of the Ghost Sacrifice at the Burial of Ghosts Gate." Ye Qingyun's eyes flashed, and after a moment of contemplation, he slowly spoke.
"Of course, this matter is of great importance. How could I let the Burial Ghost Sect act recklessly? Several days ago, I arranged for more than 7,000 low-level disciples of the sect to rush to the mortal battlefield under the leadership of ten Foundation Establishment deacons."
Meanwhile, the other three factions also mobilized more than 5,000 low-ranking disciples. Calculating the days, in a few more days, these disciples can be deployed to several large positions and blend in with the ordinary soldiers.
"In that case, even if the Burial Ghost Sect has some schemes, they won't succeed so easily." He Yinghua's eyes flashed coldly as he spoke.
"Since Brother He has already considered this matter, then I am relieved. If we really let them sacrifice the lives of ten billion people in my Fire Feather Kingdom, I'm afraid my Fire Feather Kingdom will not be able to recover its vitality within a hundred years."
"By the way, what do you think of what Feng'er just said, Brother He?" Ye Qingyun felt relieved upon hearing this and changed the subject, asking about another matter.
"Now that the storm is raging and the Burial Ghost Gate is secretly putting pressure on us, the more than ten countries that originally relied on the Fire Feather Kingdom are all trying to protect themselves and do not want to get involved. They are trying to hide as fast as they can, so how could the Purple Mountain Sect help them as the Purple Flame Venerable said?"
"I had my suspicions about this matter long ago, and now that Feng'er has said it, there's no doubt about it anymore. However, this Master Ziyan is known as the number one cultivator in Tianxiang Kingdom, and he has the cultivation of the peak of the mid-stage Golden Core realm. He must be quite troublesome. This matter cannot be done openly, which is quite a headache." He Yinghua said with a deep frown and a very solemn expression.
"If Brother He trusts me, I am willing to lend a hand in this matter," Ye Qingyun said calmly, taking a sip of the spiritual tea in his cup before smiling without saying anything more.
"What? Could the rumors be true? Brother Ye really has raised a level 10 magical beast?" He Yinghua suddenly stood up, looking at Ye Qingyun with shock and disbelief.
"Brother He is joking. How could this be possible? A level 10 magical beast is equivalent to the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm. Even if my Ye family has some inheritance of demon-controlling techniques, it would not be so heaven-defying as to this extent."
However, three years ago, through some secret techniques and with the help of the mulberry leaf given to me by Brother He, I mutated a pseudo-level ten magical beast. Although it did not truly reach the Nascent Soul realm, it still possessed cultivation between the Great Perfection of the Golden Core stage and the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage. Upon hearing this, Ye Qingyun smiled wryly and then explained.
"I see. But even so, it is enough to show that Brother Ye's demon-controlling skills are extraordinary. I will leave this matter to Brother Ye. I believe that with the strength of that level ten demon beast, it will be more than enough to kill Master Ziyan without him even realizing it."
"As long as Master Ziyan perishes, the Zishan Sect will be no threat; we can find another opportunity to eliminate them later."
Realizing his lapse in decorum, He Yinghua coughed lightly, sat down again, cupped his hands in greeting to Ye Qingyun, and said politely with a smile, though deep in his eyes, a sense of shock still lingered.
"Brother He, there's no need to be so polite. Putting aside our friendship, just considering that my Ye family is a member of the Fire Feather Kingdom, it's only right that I, Ye, should lend a hand," Ye Qingyun said with a slight smile.
"With Brother Ye's words, I am relieved. As for the distribution of resources after the war, Brother Ye will certainly not be treated unfairly," He Yinghua said readily, his previous worries gone.
"That's easy to discuss. But what about that inner disciple? Brother He, don't you plan to investigate him?" Ye Qingyun's eyes flashed, and he suddenly spoke up.