Chapter 353: Preempted

"Junior Ma Tongsheng, I am the deputy leader of the Four Seas Gang. Are you here to find our leader, Senior?" Seeing this strange Foundation Establishment senior, who seemed to be aiming for their leader, the leading blue-clothed cultivator looked at Song Qingming with a look of doubt.

"Hmm! Is Wang Sihai not here now?"

The blue-clothed cultivator bowed and replied: "Senior, you may not know, but Leader Wang has been missing for a period of time and has not returned yet. We don't know where he is now either."

"Wang Sihai is missing? When did this happen?" Hearing that the target he was looking for had suddenly gone missing, Song Qingming immediately frowned.

"About three months ago, we met a person near Dongyang Mountain who was dressed similarly to you. That person's cultivation technique was strange and very powerful. He killed several of our brothers as soon as he made a move. The leader saw that he was no match for this person, so he fled directly and hasn't returned yet. We searched the vicinity afterwards, but didn't see any trace of the leader. It is estimated that there is a great possibility that he has already been abducted by this person."

Seeing that Song Qingming didn't seem to be just aiming for Leader Wang Sihai, Ma Tongsheng hurriedly poured out the unlucky thing they encountered not long ago like a bamboo tube pouring beans. Fearing that Song Qingming wouldn't believe them, he even specially let two companions in the crowd who were injured by that person show their wounds to Song Qingming.

"He hasn't returned for months, how can you be sure that he isn't dead yet, just missing." Song Qingming looked carefully and then asked again.

Ma Tongsheng paused when he heard this, and then replied: "Senior, it's like this. Although Leader Wang is missing, a magic tool he obtained in his early years is still in the original cave dwelling. This magic tool is relatively special and needs to absorb a part of the cultivator's soul to be refined. After the leader refined it, unless his soul dissipates on its own, others have no way to refine this magic tool. We also checked this magic tool before we determined that the leader should still be alive now."

"Where is this magic tool now? Take it out and let me see!"

As soon as Song Qingming finished speaking, a yellow bell had already appeared in Ma Tongsheng's hand, which he respectfully sent into Song Qingming's hand, with a look of reluctance in his eyes.

Although this bell does not look high in grade, it is only a first-level medium-grade magic tool, but this thing is a very rare magic tool that attacks a cultivator's soul. It is estimated that it can be worth at least fifty or sixty spirit stones on the market. Most of these rogue cultivators are not very wealthy, so it is no wonder that Ma Tongsheng would feel so distressed after taking out this item.

After Song Qingming looked at this magic tool carefully, he asked Ma Tongsheng: "Is the person you met that day a Foundation Establishment cultivator?"

Ma Tongsheng was silent for a moment and then replied: "Senior, to be honest, we are not too sure about this. This person did not reveal his cultivation base when he made a move, but judging from the fact that he could kill several of us at once, it is indeed very likely that he is a Foundation Establishment cultivator who hid his cultivation base."

"Alright! I came here today to find Wang Sihai. Since he is not here, then forget it. However, I have another question I want to ask you?"

"Senior, please speak freely. As long as it is something we know, we will definitely not dare to hide it from you."

Song Qingming looked at them in a circle, raised his hand to adjust the bamboo hat on his head, and then said to the crowd calmly in a calm tone:

"Has anyone come here to find you today?"

Hearing Song Qingming ask this, the seven or eight people present were stunned for a moment, looked at each other, and thought they had misheard just now, so they didn't dare to answer directly.

After a long time, a relatively green voice slowly sounded in the crowd.

"Today... today, except for you, Senior, I haven't seen anyone else come here." The speaker was a young cultivator who looked somewhat dull, and while speaking, he was carefully looking at Song Qingming in front of him.

"Oh! Is what you said true?" Song Qingming heard this answer and didn't seem very happy, so he asked Ma Tongsheng, who was somewhat nervous, again.

Hearing the tone of Song Qingming's reply was somewhat wrong, Ma Tongsheng's brain turned instantly, and he hurriedly slapped the person who spoke just now on the face, shouting sharply: "Yan Hu, you idiot, what are you talking nonsense about? Today we clearly haven't seen anyone, where did anyone come to find us."

Suddenly being slapped by Ma Tongsheng, Yan Hu, who was unprepared, was immediately slapped to the ground by him, looking at the surrounding crowd with some grievance. What made him somewhat surprised was that after seeing him being beaten, everyone didn't step forward to stop Ma Tongsheng, but instead cast some unkind glances at him.

After slapping Yan Hu, who was still somewhat confused, to the ground, Ma Tongsheng didn't explain anything to him, but immediately turned around and said to Song Qingming earnestly with a fawning face:

"Senior, don't worry, we haven't said anything today, and we have never seen you. This guy's brain is usually not good, so he talks nonsense. We will definitely reprimand him severely when we look back."

Seeing Ma Tongsheng being so sensible, Song Qingming finally nodded and smiled softly: "Haha! You are indeed a sensible person. This magic tool is of no use in your hands, so why don't you let it go to me. See if these spirit stones are enough."

"Thank you for the reward, Senior!"

Seeing that the bag thrown by Song Qingming contained nearly a hundred spirit stones, Ma Tongsheng and the people around him were suddenly overjoyed and knelt down to thank him!

After putting away the bell in his hand, Song Qingming moved his feet, performed the light-body technique he had practiced for many years, and quickly left here.

When he walked to a small mountain col more than a hundred miles away from Longyun Mountain, Song Qingming stopped, took out the yellow bell from before again, and muttered to himself.

"Senior Wind Crane, you said before that the person who abducted Wang Sihai might be a demonic cultivator. Is this true?"

As soon as Song Qingming finished speaking, an old voice quickly sounded behind Song Qingming.

"According to what they said before, abducting people for no reason and being a person with strange cultivation techniques, most of those who would do such things are those demonic cultivators who cannot see the light. Now that you have this magic tool in your hand, just do as I say. As long as this person hasn't left the Wei State, I will definitely be able to help you find him."

"Since Senior has this certainty, then we won't waste time here and will go directly to find this person."

After learning the news that Wang Sihai had been abducted, Song Qingming was indeed somewhat surprised. He had inquired in Guiyun Market for more than half a month and finally found such a suitable object, but he was preempted by someone else, which made him feel somewhat discouraged.

Just as he was preparing to go back, the Wind Crane on his body suddenly secretly transmitted a voice to tell him that the person who abducted Wang Sihai should be a demonic cultivator. As long as Song Qingming took the bell magic tool in Ma Tongsheng's hand, he would be able to help Song Qingming deal with this demonic cultivator and take back Wang Sihai.

(End of this chapter)