Chapter 441: The Song Family's Territory

Ever since he began his path of cultivation, Song Qingming had often encountered various scenes of cultivators fighting. However, before his Foundation Establishment, Song Qingming, whose strength was still insufficient, would generally choose to avoid such matters and stay far away, not wanting to invite trouble upon himself.

Back when Song Qingming broke through to the fourth layer of Qi Condensation and descended the mountain, he had once been caught in the middle of a fight between others and was nearly killed on Mount Yunwu.

Even after breaking through to Foundation Establishment, Song Qingming, who now possessed a certain level of ability, actually rarely took the initiative to manage the disputes between low-tier cultivators. Most of his energy and time were still placed on protecting his family and his own cultivation.

Over these years, apart from the few times he happened to run into acquaintances, Song Qingming only took the initiative to intervene when he encountered those whose conduct was truly poor and who enjoyed bullying the weak, to the point where he simply could not stand to watch.

After all, the cultivation world is vast, and such disputes between cultivators could happen anytime and anywhere. Even if Song Qingming wanted to manage them, he could not handle them all by himself. Being able to manage the area around his family well was already no easy feat.

This time, Song Qingming took the initiative to stop and wanted to see what was happening below, also because this place was less than a hundred miles from Mount Funiu and could already be considered part of the Song family's sphere of influence. Song Qingming was still somewhat worried that the people fighting below might happen to be cultivators from the Song family.

After approaching along the sounds of the fight, Song Qingming soon saw both sides fighting in an open space within the forest.

Seeing someone suddenly walk over from the side, the two sides fighting soon discovered Song Qingming and temporarily stopped their battle.

Taking a closer look, Song Qingming discovered that none of these people were dressed like Song family cultivators. On one side was a gray-robed man with a somewhat slovenly appearance who looked like a rogue cultivator.

Surrounding him on the other side were three cultivators in uniform attire, but they were not the green robes unique to the nearby Song family. At a glance, it was clear they came from some cultivation family.

The gray-robed man who was being besieged and was already on the weaker side, seeing that Song Qingming's attire also seemed to be that of a cultivator, appeared to see some hope and hurriedly ran toward Song Qingming's side.

"I am Fu Sanshan. May I ask this fellow Daoist, are you a cultivator from the Song family of Mount Funiu?" The gray-robed man quickly came to Song Qingming's side and asked with a happy face.

Because Song Qingming had used a breath-concealing technique to control his cultivation, he appeared on the surface to be nothing more than a Qi Condensation cultivator. Fu Sanshan, whose cultivation was only at the seventh layer of Qi Condensation, naturally could not tell that the unremarkable-looking Song Qingming before him was actually a Foundation Establishment cultivator with accomplished cultivation.

Before Song Qingming could open his mouth to answer him, the three people following behind Fu Sanshan had already arrived at their side, surrounding Song Qingming and Fu Sanshan in the middle.

"This fellow Daoist, we are cultivators from the Zhao family of Mount Youlong. This person stole an item of our Zhao family, and the family head ordered us to come and retrieve it. We ask that you leave on your own and do not interfere in this matter." The person speaking was an old man who was the leader among them, already possessing late-stage Qi Condensation cultivation.

Originally, they had already surrounded Fu Sanshan and would have been able to take him down before long. Not wanting Song Qingming to suddenly appear and interrupt them, the Zhao family old man's tone carried a hint of anger.

Although this suddenly appearing Song Qingming looked like his cultivation was not high, if he really were a member of the Song family as Fu Sanshan claimed, then today's matter would be somewhat difficult for them to handle.

Although the Zhao family of Mount Youlong was somewhat famous among the Qi Condensation immortal clans in Qinghe County, compared to a Foundation Establishment family like the Song family, they were not a force on the same level.

Hearing the other side say he stole something, Fu Sanshan immediately jumped up in a hurry and shouted loudly: "Fart! I have never taken a single spirit stone from your Zhao family. It was clearly you who insisted on forcibly acquiring my spirit wine recipe, and now you turn around and say I robbed your things. You Zhao family people are truly shameless!"

"Hmph! We had already agreed on the price beforehand; the item naturally belongs to my Zhao family. Fu Sanshan, as long as you hand over the item, I promise you, the spirit stones that should be given to you can be given to you now." As the Zhao family old man spoke, his eyes would occasionally glance toward Song Qingming on the side.

Hearing the other side say this, Fu Sanshan still shook his head with a firm face: "This item was something I obtained with great difficulty. You want to dismiss me with a hundred spirit stones? Not a chance!"

Hearing this, Song Qingming also roughly knew what had happened between them and why they were fighting here, and a hint of a smile could not help but appear on his face.

"A few of you, this is after all my Song family's territory. It is indeed somewhat inappropriate for you to be fighting here. You had better leave sooner!"

Seeing that Song Qingming was indeed a Song family cultivator, Fu Sanshan's heart suddenly relaxed. Although he was only a rogue cultivator, he had already been wandering around Qinghe County for quite a few days and still knew quite a bit about the cultivation forces in this area.

Zhao Xing family's strength was far inferior to the Song family's. Zhao Xing family cultivators surrounding him before them, although they dared to bully him at will because he had no background, absolutely would not dare to make a move against this Song family cultivator beside him.

From now on, as long as he kept following Song Qingming, those people from the Zhao family naturally would have no way to deal with him.

Hearing Song Qingming reveal his identity as a Song family cultivator and wanting to directly dismiss them, the three Zhao family cultivators surrounding them immediately frowned, and their faces also turned into an ugly expression.

One of the younger ones smiled lightly with an incredulous face: "This fellow Daoist, your attire does not look like that of a Song family cultivator. Although I have not been to Mount Funiu, I have also met a few fellow Daoists from the Song family.

Hehe! Your Excellency claims to be a Song family cultivator; you wouldn't be impersonating one, would you!"

The leading old man on the side who had not spoken had been staring closely at Song Qingming's eyes with a shrewd gaze, wanting to see something from his eyes.

Seeing that the other side did not believe he was a Song family cultivator, Song Qingming's face was also somewhat helpless. Ever since his Foundation Establishment, when Song Qingming acted outside, in order not to attract attention, he indeed rarely wore the green Daoist robes that everyone in the family had.

"Whether you believe it or not, I have said what I needed to say. Out of respect for the Huang family, I will not hold this against you this time. If you do not leave again, then do not blame me for not reminding you when the time comes."

Seeing that Song Qingming's tone was already somewhat unfriendly, the Zhao-surnamed old man pondered for a moment before taking the initiative to put away the magic treasure in his hand, clearing a path for Song Qingming, and watched with an unhappy face as Song Qingming and Fu Sanshan walked past him.

Just now when Song Qingming said he was a Song family cultivator, although the Zhao-surnamed old man was also somewhat suspicious in his heart, what surprised him was that he had been staring closely at Song Qingming's eyes and found that his expression was calm from beginning to end, without the look of panic the Zhao-surnamed old man wanted to see, which also made him gradually believe Song Qingming's words a little.

By the time Song Qingming had walked more than a dozen zhang away, the Zhao-surnamed old man seemed to have thought of something and suddenly asked: "I have had some friendship with fellow Daoist Yuantong of your noble family. May I ask if Your Excellency is also a fellow Daoist of the Yuan generation of the Song family?"

"No! I am of the Qing generation." After Song Qingming turned his head and replied softly, he did not pay any more attention to the puzzled Zhao family members and walked away quickly. Fu Sanshan behind him also hurriedly followed.

After Song Qingming and the other left, the Zhao-surnamed old man turned his head and said to the two people on the side: "That's not right! Song family Qing-generation cultivators are basically all older than me. Where did such a young person come from? Did I hear wrong just now?"

"Third Uncle, that's right. Just now I heard him say he was of the Qing generation too. Could it be that he isn't a member of the Song family at all and was just talking nonsense!"

"That's right, Third Uncle. It must be that this brat was just bluffing us just now. Let's hurry and chase him!"

Seeing these two juniors before him still unwilling to give up, the Zhao-surnamed old man suddenly felt anger rise in his heart and scolded angrily:

"Chase my ass! People have already walked far away. This is after all the Song family's territory. Even if he isn't a member of the Song family, by the time we catch up to them, we will definitely have alerted other Song family cultivators!

We are somewhat in the wrong in this matter after all. It's better not to blow things out of proportion. Let's go back and report this matter to the family head first, and see the situation before deciding!"

After the two walked out of the forest, Song Qingming turned his head and looked at Fu Sanshan who had been following behind him, and asked with a calm face: "Does fellow Daoist want to leave here, or do you plan to keep following me?"

"This brother, you just knew it too. I have a secret recipe on me and want to sell it for some spirit stones. Coming here today, I also wanted to talk to your Song family about this matter. I wonder if fellow Daoist can introduce me!" After Fu Sanshan finished speaking, one hand quietly handed an item to Song Qingming's hand.

Song Qingming picked it up and looked at it, only to discover that what he had stuffed over was a sparkling, ordinary low-grade spirit stone, and the corners of his mouth could not help but reveal a hint of a smile.

I don't know if Fu Sanshan was too stingy, or if these rogue cultivators were living too poorly. Song Qingming also did not expect that someone like him, whose cultivation had already reached the seventh layer of Qi Condensation, would be so "generous" when asking someone to do something.

Under Fu Sanshan's somewhat nervous gaze, Song Qingming slowly put the spirit stone in his hand into his own storage bag, and then said softly to Fu Sanshan:

"Taking people's money to resolve disasters for them. Since fellow Daoist wants to go to Mount Funiu, then just come back with me on the way!"

"In that case, many thanks to fellow Daoist. Please rest assured, little brother. As long as the secret recipe in my hand can be sold successfully this time, I will definitely not forget you, brother." Seeing Song Qingming agree in one breath, a look of joy suddenly appeared on Fu Sanshan's face.

Seeing this, Song Qingming did not speak again, just smiled and nodded, raised his hand and waved gently, quickly took out a second-tier flying sword from the storage bag at his waist and placed it in front of the two, and then flew up and stepped on it.

"Brother Fu, please!"

After seeing this scene, Fu Sanshan, who was still smiling and calling Song Qingming brother just a moment ago, had his smile suddenly stiffen, revealing an expression of disbelief.

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