Chapter 791: Last Wish, Inheritor of the Mantle (Seeking monthly votes)

Feng He, who was already in the appearance of an old man of fifty, nodded slightly upon seeing this. He did not rush to answer Song Qingming's question, just waving his hand to let him and Song Yuanli sit down on the side first.

Then Feng He turned his head to look at Ye Lin on the side, pointed to an exquisite yellow storage bag on the table beside him, and said softly to him:

"Nephew! Although I had some kindness with your elders back then, these are all things of the past life. Since you could remember a trace of the old feelings and come to help me, I naturally cannot treat you unfairly.

Inside, besides the things promised back then, there are some spirit stones and magic treasures that I use as a token of gratitude. I ask that you do not mind them.

This matter has been settled, and I have no major problems for the time being. Nephew, you don't need to continue staying here and wasting time. In the future, if there is anything you need to find me for, just send a message to inform me."

Ye Lin, standing on the side, smiled and nodded: "Senior Feng, since you say so, then I will take my leave first.

After leaving this time, I may go to the cultivation world outside to travel, and I won't return to the Floating Yunshan Range cultivation world for a short time. When I return from outside in the future, I will definitely come to Tianhai to see you!"

After speaking, Ye Lin calmly stepped forward to take the storage bag Feng He had placed on the table. He didn't even open it to look, just stuffed it directly into his waist, then turned and greeted Song Qingming and the other two before walking out of the cave dwelling.

After Ye Lin left, Feng He turned his gaze with a smile toward Song Qingming: "Little Brother Song, if it weren't for your help this time, it wouldn't have been so easy for me to successfully avenge my grievances.

In this great battle, you lost quite a few spiritual items to help me delay Qiu Daoping. I am aware of this, and I should give you some compensation.

If Little Brother still wants any spiritual items, you can just tell me directly. As long as it is something I can take out, I will never be stingy with these external objects."

Hearing what Feng He said, Song Qingming hurriedly stood up and waved his hand at him: "Senior, your words are too heavy. Coming to Tianhai to help you avenge your grievances this time was a promise I made myself. How can I ask for compensation from you for this?

Although I lost some spiritual items in this great battle, earlier in the secret realm, I also snatched a Thunder Nascent Fruit from Qiu Wuxin's hands, which can be considered a not-small harvest, enough to compensate for these losses. Senior, you don't need to mind these."

Seeing that Song Qingming refused to open his mouth and wanted to reject his good intentions, Feng He smiled and shook his head slightly, then took out a green jade pendant and threw it directly to Song Qingming.

"The things inside are all from those juniors earlier. They are of no use to me. Take them as a token of my heart.

This old man has practiced for two lifetimes and a thousand years and has never easily owed anyone a favor. If Little Brother refuses again, that would be looking down on me, this elder brother!"

"This... Senior, don't think too much. I will accept these spiritual items."

Hearing Feng He say this, Song Qingming found it difficult to continue insisting and nodded slightly, taking the storage magic tool into his hand.

This jade pendant magic tool, Song Qingming had also seen before; it was the storage magic tool he had seized from Qiu Wuxin after killing him in the "Wind Thunder Island" secret realm.

He didn't expect that after going around in a circle with Feng He, it had now returned to Song Qingming's hand.

After obtaining the green jade pendant, Song Qingming hurriedly probed his spiritual sense into it and found that it not only contained tens of thousands of scattered spirit stones but also several third-grade magic treasures and talismans of not-low quality.

Among them, the most eye-catching spiritual item was the fourth-grade magic treasure "Li Huo Chi Xin Sword" that Qiu Wuxin had used back then.

Song Qingming had also witnessed the power of this fourth-grade magic treasure back then, so he naturally knew that the value of this item was not low, I fear it even exceeded the fourth-grade magic treasure "Green Light Bottle" on his body.

Such a rare fourth-grade spiritual item, not to mention in the Floating Yunshan Range cultivation world, even if taken to any place in the "Donghuangxianzhou," would be enough to attract countless Core Formation and even Nascent Soul cultivators to fight for it.

Although he had thought earlier that Feng He would compensate him with some spiritual items afterward, seeing the other party take out a spiritual item with such high value as the "Li Huo Chi Xin Sword," Song Qingming was still slightly surprised in his heart.

Seeing Song Qingming put away the green jade pendant in his hand with a satisfied look, Feng He's originally somewhat serious expression relaxed a bit, and then he continued to speak to Song Qingming with a serious face: "Little Brother Song, the matters in Tianhai have been settled, and you have already completed the things you promised me back then, so you don't have much connection with me anymore.

If Little Brother wants to return early, you can set off at any time, no need to discuss it with me.

It's just that in my current state, I fear I am unable to go out to see you off. You still need to be careful on the road before leaving the Tianhai region.

Although the Tianhai Alliance promised earlier not to make things difficult for us, these people's words cannot be fully trusted. If they suddenly change their minds and turn their faces to cause us trouble, it is not impossible."

"Hmm! Senior, rest assured, I will naturally pay attention to these."

Hearing Feng He's exhortation, Song Qingming immediately nodded and responded, then with a somewhat hesitant expression, he didn't rush to say goodbye, but pondered for a moment before asking Feng He: "Senior Feng He, your matters shouldn't be for me to interfere with. However, seeing your injuries are so serious, I still want to ask one more question. I don't know what your plans are for the future?"

Coming to Tianhai to avenge Feng He this time, Song Qingming could be considered to have successfully completed Feng He's entrustment and could return to the Floating Yunshan Range cultivation world early.

Feng He's words earlier had also been very straightforward, and there was nothing left to keep him. Song Qingming could leave whenever he wanted.

It was just that now, seeing Feng He's injuries were so serious, he feared he might not even be able to move to leave the cave dwelling.

Although the two met by chance back then, after getting along for so many years, Song Qingming and Feng He had experienced life and death several times, and their relationship was already incomparable to ordinary friends.

Now that he had completed his promise to Feng He, but hearing him persuade him to leave early, Song Qingming felt a bit worried for him in his heart and couldn't let go, so he asked one more question.

Facing Song Qingming's serious inquiry, Feng He was indifferent: "Back then my physical body was destroyed, my cultivation dissipated, and I was already a person whose Dao path was cut off.

Living in the world by seizing a body and recultivating until today was just for the sake of the hatred accumulated for hundreds of years in my heart!

Now that my great revenge has been avenged, I have no more attachments in the world, and there is nothing that needs others to help with. The rest is nothing more than ending my remaining life and waiting for the day of reincarnation.

Little Brother, rest assured, although I lost a large amount of essence blood and lifespan this time, I at least got my life back and won't die for the time being.

"Once I slowly recover in the future, perhaps there will still be a chance to go to the Fuyun Mountain Range to drink tea and chat with you."

After Feng He finished speaking, he managed to squeeze a faint smile onto his lips and nodded at Song Qingming.

Seeing that Feng He's words were very calm, as if he already knew he would not live much longer and had little attachment left to the world, Song Qingming felt a trace of sorrow in his heart.

Over these years, his path of cultivation had been so smooth that he had reached where he was today; Feng He was one of the people who had greatly influenced him. Although the two had no formal master-disciple relationship, Song Qingming had always deeply respected this senior.

After experiencing the great battle at "Wind-Thunder Island," Song Qingming had gained some understanding of Feng He's past, knowing that he had been harmed by others and had helplessly chosen to undergo possession and re-cultivation solely to return and seek revenge.

At this moment, Song Qingming felt incomparable regret for Feng He; he truly could not bear to watch this senior, who had once taught him by word and deed and had cared for and guided him for many years, be left here all alone to wait for death.

"This... Senior, if you truly have nothing left to do here, why not consider whether you could accompany this junior to the Wei Kingdom?

If anything happens in the future, at the very least, this junior can look after you."

"Hehe! I appreciate your kindness, little brother, but I am someone who has undergone possession and have cultivated demonic arts. If our relationship were discovered, I fear it would bring you too much trouble in the future.

I already told you just now: I, Feng, have never liked owing favors in my life. Now that I have finally paid them off, there is no need for you to bring this matter up again, little brother."

Facing Song Qingming's proposal, Feng He did not think much and directly shook his head with a serious expression to express his refusal.

Just as Song Qingming wanted to open his mouth to continue persuading him, Feng He suddenly changed the subject, a look of regret appearing on his face as he said:

"Little brother Song, actually, there has been something on my mind for years that I wanted to discuss with you, but because I was plotting my revenge, I never found the opportunity to bring it up.

If I don't say it now, I fear I may not have the chance in the future. I wonder if you, little brother Song, could help me fulfill this final wish."

Hearing that Feng He still had one final unfulfilled wish, Song Qingming did not hesitate much and directly nodded in agreement:

"Senior, please speak your mind. As long as it is within my power, I will certainly do my best. Even if I lack the ability now, if I can do it someday in the future, I will not fail your trust."

Upon hearing this, a smile appeared on Feng He's face. He paused for a moment before continuing with a solemn expression: "Little brother Song, you know that I was originally a cultivator from Luofeng Valley. It was only because I was plotted against by a junior sect brother that my physical body was destroyed, forcing me to undergo possession and re-cultivation.

Now that Qiu Daoping has been slain by me, although it has allowed this old man to avenge his grievances and fulfill a long-held wish, it has also caused the entire Luofeng Valley to fall into a slump, unable to regain its former glory.

Setting aside the grievances between Qiu Daoping and me, as a former disciple of Luofeng Valley, I truly cannot bear to see the sect decline because of the struggle between the two of us.

Now that my great revenge is fulfilled, I have no more worries. If I were to name the only regret remaining in my heart, it would be that I have yet to find a suitable successor to revitalize Luofeng Valley.

I have some affinity with the child Yuanli, and I wish to take him as a disciple and successor to manage Luofeng Valley for me. I wonder if you could agree to this?"

"Let Yuanli take over Luofeng Valley? This...!"

Hearing Feng He's final wish—that he actually wanted to take Song Yuanli as his successor to manage Luofeng Valley in the future—Song Qingming's face immediately showed surprise; he had not expected Feng He to suddenly propose this idea.

It was not just Song Qingming; Song Yuanli, who had been standing not far away and had not spoken, was also extremely surprised, equally caught off guard by Feng He's words. After a slight pause, Song Qingming asked with a puzzled expression: "Senior! Yuanli has only just reached Core Formation. With his cultivation, how could he possibly manage Luofeng Valley?

Furthermore, Yuanli is an outsider cultivator after all. If his identity were known in the future, I fear he would not be tolerated by the Tianhai cultivation world.

As for supporting a successor to take over Luofeng Valley, why does Senior not consider Fellow Daoist Chen, or other Foundation Establishment disciples in Luofeng Valley who have the potential for Core Formation? Wouldn't that be more secure?"

"Hehe! If it were just a matter of picking anyone to manage the sect, then Luofeng Valley certainly has plenty of people, and I wouldn't need to specifically bring this up with you, little brother.

My own path of cultivation in this life is already severed. My remaining wish is merely to find a successor for my mantle, hoping that he can revitalize Luofeng Valley in the future and not fail the trust of the founder.

Whether you believe it or not, little brother Song, I do indeed have some affinity with the child Yuanli. Otherwise, I would not have had the chance to save him back then and support him all the way to a successful Core Formation.

Rest assured, although my injuries have not yet fully healed, I am still a Nascent Soul cultivator after all; supporting Yuanli to manage Luofeng Valley is something I can still do.

Moreover, I have already signed a soul contract with the leader of the Tianhai Alliance to have Luofeng Valley withdraw from the alliance. Within two hundred years, no one in the Tianhai cultivation world will dare to harbor designs on Luofeng Valley.

I have already considered all the things you are worried about. As long as you can agree to this, there will not be any major problems with Yuanli taking over Luofeng Valley in the future."

Hearing Feng He's watertight explanation, Song Qingming immediately understood that the other party seemed to have made up his mind long ago; it was not an idea that had just popped up.

When Feng He left Luofeng Valley back then, his trusted disciples had long since been purged by Qiu Daoping. Now, there were few people left whom he could trust.

Although Luofeng Valley had declined, it was still a relatively powerful Jin Dan sect. To take over this sect, one had to be at least a Jin Dan cultivator.

Although Feng He had now obtained Luofeng Valley, he truly did not have many suitable choices when it came to finding someone to take over.

Apart from Chen Shutian, who claimed to be his junior descendant, only Song Yuanli, who was right before him, seemed to be someone he could trust more.

After all, when Feng He supported Song Yuanli's Core Formation back then, he had already tested him in many ways. Coupled with the relationship through Song Qingming, he could be very reassured about Song Yuanli's character.

Seeing the expectation in Feng He's eyes, Song Qingming could not help but show a bitter smile. After standing in place and pondering for a moment, he turned to look at Song Yuanli, who was standing to the side in astonishment.

"Senior, you have shown kindness to both Yuanli and me. Logically, I should not reject your request.

However, this matter concerns Yuanli's own choice, and I cannot make this decision for him without authorization. I would like to hear his thoughts first.

Yuanli, you have heard Senior Feng He's words. If you are willing to take him as your master and stay behind, I can represent the family and agree to this.

But if you have concerns and are unwilling, just say so directly. I will explain the rest to Senior myself; you don't need to worry too much."

Just as Song Qingming finished speaking, Feng He immediately said to Song Yuanli: "Little brother Song is right! Whether this matter succeeds or not depends on your own wishes.

You followed me for so long back then; actually, I had long since seen that you had the idea of taking me as your master.

If you are willing to stay and become my successor, I will naturally pass on everything I have learned in my life and do my utmost to cultivate and support you in taking over Luofeng Valley. Perhaps in the future, you might even have a chance to reach Nascent Soul and revitalize the former glory of Luofeng Valley.

If you do not have this intention, rest assured, I am not someone who likes to force others.

From now on, our grievances are settled, and we shall have no further dealings!"

Facing this choice that could affect his lifelong path of cultivation, Song Yuanli found it difficult to speak for a moment.

He looked at Song Qingming standing not far away, then at Feng He sitting on the bed. After hesitating for a long time, he still could not make this decision.

Seeing this, Feng He smiled and shook his head: "Regardless of whether you can take over Luofeng Valley in the future, I will not make things too difficult for you. If I find someone else suitable to manage the sect in the future, you can also leave the Tianhai cultivation world and return to the Fuyun Mountain Range.

There is no rush for this matter; you can think it over yourself and give me an answer in two days."

Hearing what Feng He said, Song Qingming also nodded and said: "Yuanli, no matter what choice you make, as long as the blood of the Song family flows in your veins, the family will never disown you."

On one side was the family bloodline that had raised him since childhood, and on the other was the debt of gratitude for his education and his personal path of cultivation. It was no surprise to Song Qingming that Song Yuanli found it difficult to choose.

Born into the Song family, Song Yuanli had followed and witnessed the family's rise step by step. So many brothers and elders in the clan were memories he could not bear to cut off.

And as his savior and the teacher who supported his Core Formation, Song Yuanli found it hard to refuse Feng He's final personal wish.

Moreover, Feng He intended to cultivate Song Yuanli as his successor; in the future, he might even be able to help him reach the step of Nascent Soul. These things were also full of great temptation for Song Yuanli.

It was precisely because he considered that this decision concerned Song Yuanli's personal path of cultivation that Song Qingming did not speak to influence his decision, leaving this choice to Song Yuanli himself.

Two days later, on a high mountain more than ten miles southeast of the marketplace.

After a flash of white light, two figures appeared on an open space atop the mountain; they were Song Qingming and Song Yuanli, who had just come out of the marketplace.

After glancing in the direction of the marketplace behind him, Song Qingming smiled and said to Song Yuanli behind him: "Yuanli! You've sent me far enough; that should be enough. You should head back now!"

"Seventh Grand-Uncle! This isn't a main road and there's no danger; let me send you a bit further!"

Looking at Song Yuanli, who was still somewhat reluctant to part, Song Qingming smiled and shook his head: "Even a thousand-mile journey must end in a farewell; the sentiment is enough, you don't need to dwell on these things.

You are now a Jin Dan cultivator and someone who has experienced the storms of the outside world; I don't have much left to instruct you on.

But you must remember: no matter when, as long as you are willing to return to Mount Funiu, the family will never treat you as an outsider."

"After you go back, remember to send my regards to Senior Feng He. If there is a chance in the future, I will certainly come to Tianhai to see you both."

Hearing Song Qingming's words of farewell, Song Yuanli's eyes could not help but turn slightly red. He wanted to say something, but found that everything he wanted to say had already been said to Song Qingming, so he could only sigh softly.

"Seventh Grand-Uncle, take care!"

Song Qingming smiled and nodded slightly, saying nothing more. He turned and stepped onto the "Phantom Boat" beside him, quickly turning into a white streak of light and leaving the spot.

Not until Song Qingming had completely disappeared into the horizon did Song Yuanli still stand there, reluctant to leave, gazing in the direction he had departed. — Two months later, by the Qing River southeast of Qinghe County, Wei Kingdom.

Two people wearing the blue robes of the Song family were talking while slowly patrolling upstream along the riverbank.

"Eighteenth Uncle, last time I went back to Mount Funiu, I heard that Seventh Brother and the others followed Elder Xuanfeng to Mount Yunwu to hunt demonic beasts again. If they run into second-tier beasts, they might earn several dozen more family merits by the end of the year.

Tell me, when will we be transferred back? We finally made it into the family law enforcement team, only to be assigned here, where we don't even see the shadow of a demonic beast every day."

An older, burly man, hearing the young man beside him complaining, could not help but laugh and shake his head at him:

"You brat, seeing others earn a bit more merit at Mount Yunwu, you think demonic beasts are so easy to deal with. I really don't know what to say to you.

You only know how to look at how much merit others earn; you've forgotten every single person from the family who died at Mount Yunwu over the years, haven't you!

Not to mention the distant past, if Linrong hadn't been saved in time by Elder Xuanfeng last year, he would have been buried in the back mountain cemetery long ago, instead of being able to guard the mountain with us here.

Although it is a bit boring here, it is ultimately much safer than going out to hunt demons. You should stop thinking about this and that."

"Hehe! I naturally know what Eighteenth Uncle says, but I've been cultivating for so long, and I also want to go out and hunt demons to gain experience. Otherwise, I wouldn't have actively applied to join the family law enforcement team."

"Hmph! You were sent here by the law enforcement team just because you just joined and your cultivation is still low, so they are taking care of you. What's the rush!

Rest assured, in a few days, when Chiyan Marketplace is short of people, they will definitely transfer you there. There will be plenty of time for you to gain experience sooner or later."

"Eh!... Eighteenth Uncle, look quickly, there's someone in the sky!"

While the two were talking, the young Song family cultivator suddenly saw a white light flash in the distant sky, rapidly approaching the Qing River, and immediately shouted in surprise.

The older man turned to look after hearing this, his expression changing as well. He hurriedly cast a spell to take out a crimson spirit talisman from his body, and said with a tense expression:

"Linyuan, it seems a Foundation Establishment expert is approaching. You should hide quickly." (End of chapter)