Chapter 162: Immortal Wind Jade

Seeing that the matter on Mount Longtan had been handled properly, Song Qingming was about to get up and leave when a Wu family cultivator ran in in a hurry.

"Senior... Senior, it’s not good! Those two demonic cultivators seem to be dying!"

Upon hearing this, Song Qingming hurriedly led people to the secret chamber where Gu Liangshan and the other were being held. Upon entering, he saw that the two had painful expressions, their bodies were charred black, and they were already shrouded in a black Qi, having long since lost their breath.

Seeing this, Song Qingming’s expression was somewhat ugly. He then waved his hand to release a fireball, burning both of them into a pile of ashes.

"Such demonic cultivators are, after all, controlled by others their whole lives and never have freedom."

Looking at Gu Liangshan’s painful appearance before death, the many cultivators who followed Song Qingming were all horrified. They hadn't expected that these demonic cultivators would use such vicious methods, and that they would be so ruthless even to their own people.

After resolving the Mount Longtan matter, Song Qingming returned to Qinghe Market alone, leaving the subsequent statistics of meritorious deeds and rewards to Sixth Uncle Song Changfeng and the others.

In the Wei Kingdom, in order to encourage all cultivators to crusade against these demonic scourges, regardless of whether you were a Xiaoyao Sect cultivator, a cultivation family, or a rogue cultivator, as long as you eliminated a demonic cultivator, you could directly take the corpse or the storage bag to a place controlled by the Xiaoyao Sect to receive a reward. This was also a rule that had remained unchanged since the Xiaoyao Sect was founded thousands of years ago.

Once Song Changfeng reported the merits of this battle to Lu Yuanfeng, everyone who participated in the Battle of Mount Longtan, including Song Qingming, would be able to receive their own share of the reward in the future.

After returning to his cave dwelling, the Skyfire Peng, which had been hungry for several days, immediately flew toward Song Qingming. Looking at the big bird with a pitiful expression, Song Qingming hurriedly took out a bottle of spirit-feeding pills and fed them into its mouth. He had indeed forgotten this guy when he left in a hurry after learning the news about the demonic cultivators.

After comforting the Skyfire Peng, Song Qingming took a storage bag from his body and placed it on the stone table. With a "clinking" sound, Song Qingming poured out the items inside one by one.

The items in this storage bag were all searched from Gu Liangshan and those demonic cultivators. Many of the techniques and magic tools on the demonic cultivators could bewitch people’s hearts and lead them into the demonic path. After Song Changfeng collected these items, he did not dare to dispose of them at will and could only hand them all over to Song Qingming.

There was all sorts of messy stuff in there. Song Qingming first picked out the things like spirit stones that wouldn't have any problems, and then used the true fire in his body to directly incinerate all the demonic techniques and demonized pills.

Most of the remaining magic tools were demonic tools refined using bloody methods. Except for demonic cultivators, normal cultivators couldn't use them at all and could only be destroyed directly. Only the "Soul-Gathering Banner" on Gu Liangshan was a second-grade magic tool. Although Song Qingming couldn't use it, it still had some value if handed over to a high-grade refiner to be broken down into materials. He could take it to the Huang family side to exchange for some spiritual objects when he had the chance later.

There was also a portion of spiritual objects that had not been completely demonized, which were seized by these demonic cultivators after killing other cultivators. Just like the black jade pendant Song Qingming obtained from Gu Liangshan, as long as he spent some time expelling the demonic Qi inside, it could be used normally. There were not many spiritual objects in this situation, only a dozen or so, and most were low-grade magic tools of little value.

Only a few books related to alchemy were somewhat useful. Song Qingming decided to keep them and hand them over to his second sister, Song Qingwan, to study in a few days.

After being in seclusion in his cave dwelling for a few days, Song Qingming sent a voice transmission to Huang Siyuan, who lived next door, and summoned her to his cave dwelling.

"I have something to do recently and I’m afraid I won't have time to look after this guy. Can you help me take care of it?" After Song Qingming finished speaking, he pointed to the Skyfire Peng, which was devouring a pile of demonic beast flesh and blood.

Huang Siyuan glanced at the Skyfire Peng, thought for a moment, and stretched out a slender jade hand, holding up three fingers to Song Qingming.

"I can help! But helping you feed the spirit beast will delay my shop’s business somewhat. You have to give me some compensation."

Hearing Huang Siyuan’s words, Song Qingming shook his head, thinking to himself, this girl is really not one to suffer a loss. Fortunately, he had been prepared.

"How many spirit stones are you planning to ask me for?" Song Qingming asked curiously.

Huang Siyuan blinked her beautiful eyes and said calmly, "Since we are acquaintances, I’ll charge you three spirit stones a day. But you have to give me a deposit first; I’m afraid that if you don't come back for a long time, I won't be able to make ends meet."

Song Qingming nodded and took out a black spiritual object from his hand and handed it to Huang Siyuan. It was precisely that black jade pendant from which he had expelled the demonic Qi a few days ago.

"Taking this to the market, it should be worth about three hundred spirit stones. Is it okay to use it as a deposit?"

Although this black jade pendant was not a second-grade magic tool, the value of something that could assist people in flying among first-grade spiritual objects would likely not be much less than a second-grade magic tool. Song Qingming saying three hundred spirit stones was actually somewhat conservative. As long as it was a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator, they could use this thing, and taking it outside would definitely be something many cultivators would scramble for.

After Huang Siyuan took the black jade pendant and heard Song Qingming say it was worth three hundred spirit stones, she was somewhat puzzled at first. It wasn't until Song Qingming explained the function of the jade pendant to her that she was shocked and believed what Song Qingming had just said.

It wasn't just Song Qingming; being able to fly through the air was almost an ability that every low-grade cultivator yearned for. Although Huang Siyuan was not very old and still had a glimmer of hope for Foundation Establishment, having cultivated for many years, she also deeply understood that Foundation Establishment was almost an insurmountable chasm for ordinary cultivators like them. Not everyone could have as many opportunities as Song Qingming.

On a high mountain more than ten miles outside Qinghe Market, two spiritual lights circled the top of the mountain a few times before slowly landing on a flat blue stone several zhang large on the mountaintop, transforming into two figures.

These two were precisely Song Qingming and Huang Siyuan, who had just been in Qinghe Market. Like Song Qingming when he had just learned to fly with a sword, Huang Siyuan, who had experienced the ability to fly for a while, appeared as happy as a little girl among mortals, as if she were a completely different person from the one Song Qingming knew before. Even now, she still had an expression of wanting more on her face.

Although there was Song Qingming’s guidance on the side, Huang Siyuan, who had mastered the ability to fly in just over an hour, still made Song Qingming look at her with admiration. Her ability to learn cultivation techniques was indeed among the top existence of the cultivators Song Qingming knew.

Standing on the high mountaintop, Huang Siyuan closed her eyes and stretched out her hands toward the front, as if experiencing every breeze that brushed across her cheeks.

After a while, Huang Siyuan suddenly asked Song Qingming softly.

"What is the name of this jade pendant?"

"Someone gave it to me, and they didn't tell me the name. Since it’s already yours, you can just name it whatever you want!"

"Hmm, then let’s call it Immortal Wind Jade from now on! When it takes me flying, I can feel a trace of immortal Qi in this wind!"

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