Chapter 292: Conspiracy

Song Qingming knew that Cheng Yilong, who could become the leader of these bandit cultivators, must also be a sinister and cunning person. It's just that this common trick only works on Qi Refining cultivators who are not deeply involved in the world. Now playing this set on him was a bit too much of an underestimation.

"I advise fellow Daoist not to waste my time. A third-tier spiritual medicine is not enough to buy your life."

Seeing that Song Qingming was unmoved by the jade box and even showed a greedy look at him, Cheng Yilong smiled knowingly and took out another storage bag from his body.

"Half of the spiritual items on Yi are here. Adding these, it should be about enough, right? As long as fellow Daoist doesn't stop me from leaving, these are all yours."

After speaking, Cheng Yilong took the initiative to open the storage bag, pouring out thousands of spirit stones from it, as well as over a dozen spiritual items of second-tier quality or higher. These things were all glowing with spiritual light, and one could tell at a glance that they were not fake.

After placing these spiritual items in front of him, Cheng Yilong slowly stood up and took the initiative to retreat slowly, staring tightly at Song Qingming with caution while retreating.

"Fellow Daoist, why are you in such a hurry to leave? I haven't agreed yet!" Seeing Cheng Yilong about to leave, Song Qingming put away the Azure Water Bell with a wicked smile, wanting to chase after him and keep him.

But just at the moment he put away the Azure Water Bell, a short blade suddenly flew out from the jade box containing the third-tier spiritual medicine that Cheng Yilong had thrown over, shooting rapidly toward Song Qingming.

"Sure enough, as Song Qingming expected, this is a conspiracy."

Seeing the short blade already close to his side, Song Qingming hurriedly threw the Azure Water Bell in his hand to block this short blade, but in this way, his other side completely lost protection.

"Haha! Kid, with just this bit of ability, you still want my spiritual items? If you want so many, you have to have the life to take them." Accompanied by the sound of breaking wind from behind, Song Qingming hurriedly turned around and used the Profound Light Armor he had practiced for many years, wanting to protect this side of his body.

A green light instantly covered Song Qingming's whole body, firmly protecting him inside.

Song Qingming had practiced the spell of Profound Light Armor for many years and had long been very proficient in using it. Moreover, the power and defensive effect of this technique were much stronger than before.

However, Cheng Yilong, who had already killed his way to Song Qingming's front, didn't pay much attention to the defense he used, instead revealing a pair of contemptuous eyes.

Sure enough, facing Cheng Yilong's strike, the Profound Light Armor was quickly cut into two halves, only slightly delaying the speed of the black knife in his hand. After the black knife cut open the Profound Light Armor, it quickly fell onto Song Qingming's chest.

Just when Cheng Yilong was full of smiles, thinking that this battle had ended, the black knife in his hand cut onto Song Qingming's chest, but it didn't move forward for a long time.

This opponent, who should have been cut into two halves by his knife, suddenly revealed a strange smile at him. Then, following Song Qingming's shout at close range, Cheng Yilong immediately felt over a dozen invisible spikes from all over his body pierce into his body, one of which was inserted directly from his back neck into his throat, making him unable to even shout a scream.

This strike instantly caused this famous late-stage Foundation Establishment expert to lose his combat ability, and his body slowly fell down uncontrollably. Cheng Yilong didn't expect that the trick he used to calculate others would eventually make him fall into someone else's trap.

Thinking that he had worked hard for so many years and was about to turn into a pile of yellow soil, Cheng Yilong was also very unwilling. He had clearly been cautious for so many years and only took one wrong step, but he didn't expect that because of this step, he would end up in this situation.

After robbing a wave from Qinghe Market and returning to Eagle Nest Ridge, Cheng Yilong also knew that Qinghe Market would definitely come to retaliate. Before setting out, he had actually planned it well. Once the spiritual items were distributed, he would leave Eagle Nest Ridge and go to another country to buy Core Formation spiritual items.

Unexpectedly, so many cultivators from Qinghe Market suddenly arrived at Eagle Nest Ridge, and the insider who had traded with him several times didn't send him a message again. This series of delays also led to him not being able to execute one step, and then he couldn't execute any steps.

Ever since he found a storage bag from an ancient cultivator's cave dwelling, his cultivation path could be described as smooth sailing. Not only did he use the Foundation Establishment Pill inside to successfully establish his Foundation, but he also cultivated to this realm just one step away from Core Formation.

Just as Song Qingming said, a cultivator's life cannot always be smooth sailing. Cheng Yilong had been lucky for most of his life. Since arriving at Eagle Nest Ridge, he had luckily escaped the search and arrest of cultivators from Qinghe County, Pingyang County, etc., many times.

It's just a pity that until now, his good luck had finally run out. Just when he thought he had escaped the search and arrest, Song Qingming, the only second-tier array master in the team, appeared here just right, dragging him out, which also made Cheng Yilong close his eyes with some unwillingness.

Song Qingming, who was cut at close range, also felt uncomfortable. Cheng Yilong's knife didn't directly cut him, but the force was also very great, making Song Qingming's chest feel like it was smashed by a giant rock, and he retreated several steps before stabilizing his figure, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Song Qingming looked at Cheng Yilong, who was lying on the ground and had become a corpse, and hurriedly stepped forward to check. Seeing that he had stopped breathing, he finally felt completely relieved.

He stuffed all the spirit stones and spiritual items Cheng Yilong had taken out earlier into his own storage bag, and Song Qingming also conveniently packed up the black knife magic tool that had fallen to the ground and the dagger that had sneaked up on him.

These two magic tools were also second-tier mid-grade magic tools, and the style on the outside looked very similar, like the work of a master refiner. After Song Qingming looked at them slightly, he decisively put them into his storage bag.

Not long after doing these things, two sword lights suddenly fell in front of Song Qingming. It was the Gao Jinhe group who had come to support after discovering the commotion of Song Qingming's battle.

Seeing Song Qingming sitting on the ground healing and Cheng Yilong lying on the side without movement, the two Huang family members immediately knew that Song Qingming had encountered Cheng Yilong alone, and the two sides had fought a big battle here.

It was just that what exceeded the two's expectations was that Song Qingming could kill Cheng Yilong so quickly by himself. This result made them somewhat unexpected. In their view, Song Qingming being able to drag Cheng Yilong until they arrived here would have been quite good.

Taking advantage of Song Qingming still sitting and healing, Huang Shengxin hurriedly stepped forward to check Cheng Yilong's corpse. After confirming that there was no breath, Huang Shengxin directly swung a flying sword and cut off his head with one sword.

"Three fellow Daoists, the battle over there has ended. I have brought quite a few people over. Have you found that guy?" After this loud voice came over, Lu Yuanfeng had also fallen from the sky.