Chapter 478: Relics, Injustice, and Large Mineral Veins

Chapter 478: Relics, Injustice, and Large Mineral Veins

Chapter 478: Relics, Injustice, and Large Mineral Veins
"Ningning! Stop it!"

Liu Meizhen rushed in with two maids. Seeing this, her face changed drastically. She immediately stepped forward to pull Fu Ningning: "Let him go! He is not Zhou Xuanming!"

Fu Ningning, however, seemed to be crazy, pinching Zhou Kanger tightly and not letting go: "Die...die..."

Liu Meizhen gritted her teeth and struck Fu Ningning on the back of the neck with a palm.

Fu Ningning's body went limp and she fainted on Zhou Kanger.

“Kang’er!” Liu Meizhen hurriedly helped him up. Seeing that his neck was already covered in blood, she couldn’t help but said distressedly, “Your mother didn’t mean it. You don’t have to take it to heart. Go apply the medicine first!”

Zhou Kanger coughed violently, his eyes fixed on his unconscious mother.

——She hates her father.

——I hate it so much...I also hate this similar face.

After simply applying the medicine, Zhou Kanger looked down at the spirit beast bag in his hand - it was the one that his mother had hidden in his secret room before the accident.

"Grandma..."

He handed the spirit beast bag to Liu Meizhen and said in a low voice: "This is an old thing of mother's. Maybe... it can calm her down."

Liu Meizhen took it and seemed to remember something. Her eyes lit up and she said softly:
"Okay, I'll try."

In the quiet room, Fu Ningning was still curled up in the corner with a blank look in her eyes.

Liu Meizhen walked over slowly and gently placed the spirit beast bag in front of her: "Ningning, look...what is this?"

Fu Ningning had no reaction at first, until she caught a glimpse of the familiar pattern out of the corner of her eye——

Her fingers suddenly trembled.

"Wood...wood..."

Her voice was very soft, as if it came from a distant dream. She probed into it with her spiritual consciousness, and the restriction was lifted.

"squeak!"

A gray shadow shot out like lightning and landed steadily on Fu Ningning's knees!

Wood flying squirrel!
Its body was covered with fluffy fur, its black bean-sized eyes were wet, its little paws tightly grasped Fu Ningning's sleeves, and its tail was shaking excitedly.

Fu Ningning froze.

She slowly lowered her head and looked into Wood Flying Squirrel's eyes.

"Wood...wood..."

Her voice was no longer hoarse, but instead revealed a long-lost softness.

The wood flying squirrel squeaked and rubbed its little head against her palm, as if complaining about why she had disappeared for so long.

Fu Ningning moved her fingertips and gently stroked its back.

a bit.

Two times.

……

Liu Meizhen held her breath, not daring to disturb this moment of peace.

——More than ten years.

——This is the first time Fu Ningning has reacted to the outside world since she was brought back to the Fu family.

Gradually, Fu Ningning's movements became more and more natural. She even held the flying squirrel to her face, pressed her head against its warm fur, and closed her eyes.

A tear fell silently.

……

Outside the courtyard, Zhou Kanger did not leave.

He leaned against the wall, listening to the subtle noises coming from inside, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

——At least, mother still has "Mumu".

——At least, she is no longer an empty shell.

Liu Meizhen pushed the door open and walked out, with relief in her eyes: "Kang'er, the spirit beast bag you brought back was a great help. With the wood flying squirrel, maybe your mother's condition will get better soon."

"Yeah," Zhou Kang'er nodded, but his eyes dimmed: "I hope so."

——The mother was awakened by the spirit beast, but she still didn't remember him.

——But it doesn’t matter, as long as she gets better…

——He can wait.

Zhou Kanger returned to the independent courtyard. He raised his fingertips lightly, a flash of light passed by, and the gate of the courtyard slowly closed, blocking out all prying eyes from the outside world.

"Mammy, stay outside and no one is allowed to come near." His voice was low and left no room for doubt.

Nanny Zhao bowed and responded, then retreated to the outside of the courtyard and looked around solemnly to make sure no one was watching.

Zhou Kanger raised his hand and made a gesture, activating the isolation formation set up in the courtyard. A layer of light blue light curtain spread out like water waves, covering the entire courtyard.

——Now, no one can find out what is going on in the courtyard.

He took a deep breath, took out the ebony box from the storage ring, and placed it on the table. The box was dark black, with intricate dark patterns carved on the surface. It was cold to the touch, and seemed to have some kind of ancient aura flowing through it.

"Blood is the key, thoughts are the guide..."

He whispered the words left by the old prince, and gently stroked the dark patterns on the lid of the box with his fingertips.

——Grandfather, what exactly did you leave me?
Taking a deep breath, he circulated his spiritual power, and with a faint glow on his fingertips, he pressed on the center of the box lid.

"Om-"

Blood-colored lines appeared on the surface of the box, spreading like a living thing, and finally converged into a complex rune.

"open!"

Zhou Kanger gave a low shout, and the lid of the box opened.

——In an instant, a shadow emerged from the box!

He was a white-haired old man with a dignified face and deep eyes. It was the late old prince!
"Kang'er."

The phantom spoke, his voice was deep and rich, as if it came from across time and space.

Zhou Kanger was shocked, and his eyes instantly became hot: "Grandfather..."

The shadow of the old prince seemed to be able to sense his emotions and sighed slightly:
“If you see this shadow, it means that I am no longer in this world, and you… have also broken through to the Purple Palace.”

"The item in this box is the most precious inheritance I have ever received in my life - the 'Nine Hells Mysterious Gang Sutra', a second-grade earth-level technique that can be cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage."

"However, this technique has a shortcoming. It is extremely overbearing and requires a strong will to control. Otherwise, it will easily backfire. This is why Grandfather wants you to start it only when you break through the Purple Mansion."

Zhou Kanger's breathing quickened as he reached out to take the jade slip. It was cold to the touch, but there was a faint sense of powerful spiritual energy flowing through it.

——Earth level two!
——Even in the Seventh Prince’s Palace, it is considered a top inheritance!
The old prince's shadow said again:
"In addition, there is another secret place in the box. You can explore it after you break through the Golden Core stage."

He raised his hand and a ray of light penetrated into Zhou Kanger's brow. In an instant, a blurry map was imprinted in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"This place is dangerous. Do not enter without permission."

The old prince spoke in a serious tone, as if giving a warning.

Zhou Kang'er's heart was shaken, he tightly grasped the jade slip, and said in a deep voice: "Grandson... will definitely live up to grandfather's trust!"

The shadow of the old prince smiled with relief, and his figure gradually faded away: "Remember, the path of cultivation is dangerous at every step, but you must... have a clear conscience."

As soon as the words fell, the shadow completely dissipated, leaving only the jade slip and the secret map imprinted in the sea of ​​consciousness.

...

Huizhou Prefecture·Fu Family Inner Courtyard

The setting sun shines obliquely, and the vermilion columns glow with warm light in the afterglow.

When Fu Yongyi stepped into the courtyard of his mistress Liu Meizhen, he had some guesses in his mind. This stepmother had always been resolute and would not easily summon him unless it was something important.

"Yongyi is here?" Liu Meizhen sat upright in the main seat in the main hall, holding a cup of tea in her hand, with a solemn look between her brows.

Fu Yongyi bowed respectfully: "Mother."

Liu Meizhen put down the teacup and got straight to the point: "Before your father went into seclusion, he sent a message saying that he had received intelligence that there was a suspected rare mineral vein on the border of Huixi County."

Fu Yongyi's eyes moved slightly.

His eyes were born different from those of ordinary people. He could sense the flow of spiritual energy in the earth veins and detect the spiritual source of mineral veins. Over the years, he personally surveyed several important mineral veins discovered by the Fu family.

"This matter is a secret and has not yet been spread." Liu Meizhen tapped the table with her fingertips. "You should go there tomorrow and confirm it yourself."

Fu Yongyi bowed his head: "Yes."

Liu Meizhen glanced at him and said in a slightly slower tone: "Yongyi, I remember all the contributions you have made to the clan over the years."

Fu Yongyi said calmly, "Mother, your words are too serious. This is my son's responsibility."

Liu Meizhen nodded slightly and said no more.
-
As soon as Fu Yongyi stepped into the courtyard, his wife He Qingru came to greet him.

"Your mother is calling you, but what errand is it?" She took her husband's robe and asked softly.

Fu Yongyi nodded: "I will go to Huixi County tomorrow to survey the mineral veins."

He Qingru paused and frowned, "Another mineral vein?"

She lowered her voice very low, but could not hide a trace of dissatisfaction: "Haven't you explored enough mineral veins for the clan over the years? But in the end, the fiefdom was given to Yongqing first."

Fu Yongyi glanced at her and said, "Be careful with your words."

He Qingru bit her lip and didn't say anything else in the end, but the resentment in her eyes was obvious.

Fu Yongyi walked to the window, looked at the old plum tree in the yard, was silent for a moment, and then said: "I am the adopted son."

These three simple words made He Qingru's eyes red.

Doesn't she understand?

Although Fu Yongyi was a veteran of the Purple Mansion and had made many contributions, he was not born to the master. When the master of the family bestowed fiefdoms, he would naturally give priority to the direct descendants.

"But Yongqing is only the son of the second branch of the family, and his cultivation is mediocre. What has he done for the clan over the years?" He Qingru couldn't help herself. "The Huixi County fiefdom was given to him, and now you are asked to explore the mineral veins. In the end, won't the credit still be attributed to him?"

Fu Yongyi shook his head: "I almost died at the hands of my stepmother when I was young. If my father hadn't adopted me, I would have frozen to death in the dilapidated temple." He turned around, his eyes calm, "As a human being, you must know how to be grateful."

He Qingru opened her mouth, and finally let out a sigh.

Before she married into the Fu family, she was just an inconspicuous concubine of the He family. If it weren't for Fu Yongyi's stable position in the family, how could she have the glory she has today? But the more this is the case, the more she has to plan for her children.

"I was just," he whispered, "thinking about the kids later."

Fu Yongyi reached out and stroked her hair: "I understand."

The night wind is cool and the plum branches are trembling slightly.

He Qingru looked at her husband's back with mixed feelings.

——Some things cannot be changed just because you are unwilling.

...

When Fu Yongyi arrived in Huixi County, Fu Yongqing had already prepared a banquet to welcome him in the other courtyard.

"Brother, you have worked hard on your journey!" Fu Yongqing smiled and stepped forward to greet him. "I have asked people to prepare wine and food to welcome you."

Fu Yongyi nodded slightly: "Thank you for your help."

At the banquet, Fu Yongqing's twin brother Fu Yongshou was also present. The two looked similar, but their personalities were completely different - Fu Yongqing was smooth and sophisticated, while Fu Yongshou was carefree and straightforward.

After three rounds of drinks, Fu Yongshou slapped the table and laughed, "Brother, what good news did you come here for this time? You can't have come all the way to see us brothers, right?"

Fu Yongyi pondered for a moment, raised his hand and waved it, and a soundproof magic circle unfolded silently.

Fu Yongqing saw this and his expression froze: "Brother, what is this?"

Fu Yongyi whispered, "My mother ordered me to come here to survey a mineral vein. This matter needs to be kept secret."

"Mineral vein?!" Fu Yongshou's eyes lit up and his voice unconsciously rose a few notes. He lowered his voice quickly after Fu Yongqing glared at him, "Where is it? What mine?"

Fu Yongyi shook his head: "It's not confirmed yet. I need to go and investigate in person tomorrow."

Fu Yongshou rubbed his hands excitedly: "Then you must take me with you! Huixi County is our territory, I am familiar with the terrain!"

Fu Yongqing also nodded in agreement: "Brother, if you have anything to say, just tell us. We brothers and Shuang'er will definitely cooperate with us."

Fu Yongyi glanced at the two of them and finally nodded: "Okay, Yongshou will go with me tomorrow."

...

The next day, the two of them traveled light, taking only a few trusted guards, and quietly headed for the Brahma Volcano.

Fu Yongyi stood on a cliff with his eyes slightly closed. When he opened them again, a faint golden light appeared in the depths of his pupils - his "spiritual eyes" could sense the flow of spiritual energy in the earth's veins, and ordinary mineral veins could not escape his detection.

But it can last for several days.

There was no gain at all.

"Brother, let me try!" Fu Yongshou patted his chest, his eyes wide open, "My corpse puppets are best at climbing mountains and crossing ridges. I guarantee that we can find the mineral veins!"

Fu Yongyi nodded slightly: "Okay."

At first, Fu Yongshou was full of energy.

Every day before dawn, he would drive dozens of corpse puppets to shuttle through the mountains. Those green-faced, fang-toothed corpse puppets tirelessly dug the soil and turned over rocks, turning the nearby volcano upside down.

Three months later, Fu Yongshou came running over excitedly, dragging a corpse puppet, "Brother, look at the dirt on top!"

Fu Yongyi carefully examined the dirt on the puppet's fingertips and shook his head, saying, "It's just ordinary secular iron ore."

In the blink of an eye, autumn turned to winter, and the wind and snow on the border became more and more fierce. Fu Yongshou was wrapped in a thick mink coat, and the white breath he exhaled frosted on his eyelashes. He kicked the snow at his feet boredly: "Brother, it's been more than two years."

There was thick snow on Fu Yongyi's cloak, and the golden pattern between his eyebrows was faintly visible: "Another thirty miles to the north."

"Still looking?" Fu Yongshou curled his lips, "If you ask me, the intelligence is probably wrong."

"Since it is my father's order, it cannot be wrong." Fu Yongyi's voice was firm.

After the first rain of spring, they finally stopped in front of an inconspicuous canyon.

"Huh?" Fu Yongshou suddenly straightened his back, his eyes wide open, "My corpse puppet is spinning in circles?"

I saw three corpse puppets mechanically circling the same rock, as if bound by invisible ropes. Fu Yongyi's eyes glowed with gold, and he said in a deep voice, "It's a natural magic array."

"Illusion array?!"

Fu Yongshou's tiredness was swept away, and he slammed his rough hands on the rock. "I told you this place is evil!" He rubbed his hands excitedly, "Brother, wait, I'll let 'Iron Head' lead the way!"

A corpse puppet with a metallic sheen appeared and rushed into the mist with its huge head. Fu Yongshou bit his finger and drew a bloody symbol on the back of the corpse puppet:
"go with!"

The "Iron Head" corpse puppet, with its metal head on top, made a dull thumping sound in the mist. Fu Yongshou bit his fingertips and drew three more blood runes. The corpse puppet's eyes suddenly lit up with a scarlet light, and it stepped forward mechanically. A hole was torn in the mist, revealing a deep and tortuous path.

"Follow me!" Fu Yongshou shouted in a low voice, and the three of them followed the corpse puppet.

There were gusts of cold wind in the illusion array, and the sound of ghosts crying was faint. Dark red liquid oozed out of the rock wall, like solidified blood. Fu Yongyi's eyes were shining with golden light, and he whispered:

"This illusion array is formed by the Yin energy of the earth veins. It is naturally formed. No wonder it can confuse the corpse puppets."

As the Iron Head Corpse Puppet stepped into the depths of the illusion array, a deafening roar suddenly exploded! The mist surged, and a scarlet figure pounced out like lightning, waving its claws and tearing the Iron Head Corpse Puppet in half!

Fu Yongshou's pupils shrank: "Third level peak blood beast!"

The blood beast was red all over, with scales like knives, a pair of blood-red eyes glowing with a strange light, and its fangs dripped with highly corrosive poisonous saliva, which fell on the ground with a "hissing" sound, and the rocks were corroded into deep pits. What was even more terrifying was that it was surrounded by a strong bloody aura, and it was obvious that it had been entrenched here for many years, and could use the Yin energy of the ground veins to increase its own strength.

The blood beast growled and slammed the ground with its front paws. The ground suddenly cracked open and countless blood threads spread out like living things, instantly turning into a bloody swamp!
"Be careful!" Fu Yongyi shouted and retreated violently.

If the bloody evil spirit had spirituality, it could actually corrode spiritual power. Once contaminated, the blood and energy in the cultivator's body would be forcibly extracted and turned into nutrients for the blood beast!

Fu Yongshou sneered: "How dare you, a mere beast, to act violently in front of me?"

Fu Yongshou grinned, slapped the corpse bag on his waist, and three black shadows rushed out like ghosts!

Fu Yongyi's eyes narrowed slightly - these three corpse puppets are all in the late third stage!

The blood beast seemed to sense the danger, its scales exploded and a dull growl came from its throat.

Fu Yongshou's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and he clasped his hands together and shouted, "Three Talents Corpse Evil Formation, start!"

The three corpse puppets instantly formed a triangle to surround the blood beast, each emitting a cold and piercing aura. The corpse puppet took the lead in attacking, with both fists emitting a faint blue light, and smashed fiercely at the blood beast's head.

With a loud "bang", the blood beast was knocked back.

"Roar——" The blood beast roared in pain, and the bloody energy around it surged, turning into blood arrows that shot at the three corpse puppets. The corpse puppets shook and turned into dozens of afterimages, avoiding all the blood arrows.

At the same time, the heart in the chest of the corpse puppet beat violently, spurting out a line of blood, which wrapped around the blood beast's limbs like a poisonous snake.

"Ouch-"

The blood beast's eyes became more fierce, and it suddenly stood up and slammed its front claws hard on the ground. The ground suddenly split open into a river of blood, and countless blood-colored tentacles stretched out from it, wrapping around the three corpses. This was its innate magical power, "Blood Prison Soul Entanglement". Once entangled, the essence, blood, and soul would be slowly devoured.

"It's quite capable!"

Fu Yongshou sneered, bit his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood, drawing a strange rune in the air:
"The evil spirit takes shape!"

The evil corpse suddenly disintegrated and turned into a black mist that enveloped the blood beast. The sound of countless evil spirits crying and wailing came from the black mist, and the blood beast's movements suddenly slowed down.

"Now!" Fu Yongshou shouted.

The Black Iron Corpse Puppet took the opportunity to leap up, and smashed its fists at the Blood Beast's crown like a meteorite. The Living Corpse Puppet attacked from behind, and its blood line turned into a sharp blade and pierced the Blood Beast's back.

The blood beast let out a shrill roar, its scales stood up, and at the critical moment, a huge wave of blood erupted.

boom!
The three corpse puppets were shaken and flew backwards. Several cracks appeared on the chest of the Black Iron Corpse Puppet. After the Yin Sha Corpse Puppet re-condensed, its figure became much dimmer.

"What a beast!" Fu Yongshou's face was gloomy. He took out a black bone nail from his arms and stabbed it into his palm. Blood dripped down the nail and turned into a blood-colored array in the air: "Use my blood as a guide, and the three corpses will merge into one!"

"Roar!"

The three corpses suddenly merged into one, transforming into a ferocious monster with three heads and six arms. The new corpse had a metallic sheen all over its body, yet it was as elusive as smoke. The heart in its chest beat even more violently, emitting a suffocating pressure.

"Ouch-"

The blood beast seemed to sense a fatal threat and turned around to escape into the depths of the illusion array.

Fu Yongshou laughed grimly: "Want to run, it's too late"

The six-armed corpse puppet instantly appeared in front of the blood beast, and its six palms slapped down at the same time, pressing the blood beast to the ground.

"ended."

Fu Yongshou formed seals with his hands, and the six-armed corpse puppet opened its bloody mouth and bit the blood beast's neck. The blood beast struggled frantically, but the corpse puppet's chest suddenly split open, and the heart stretched out countless blood threads, wrapping the blood beast layer by layer.

After a while, the blood beast stopped struggling, and its body gradually shrank, leaving only an empty shell. Fu Yongshou put away the corpse puppet with satisfaction, walked to the blood beast's corpse, and examined it carefully.

"The blood evil energy of this beast is perfectly integrated with the Yin energy of the earth veins. It is an excellent material for refining corpse puppets." He turned to Fu Yongyi and smiled, "Brother, when I return home, I will refine it into a corpse puppet. It will definitely be a great help."

Fu Yongyi looked at the shrunken corpse on the ground, frowning slightly, but he didn't say much. He knew that this cousin had made great achievements in puppet refining, but this live refining technique was ultimately against the harmony of nature.
"Let's go, the mineral vein should be behind the illusion array."

Fu Yongyi retracted his gaze and walked towards the depths of the canyon first. Fu Yongshou chuckled, put the blood beast's corpse into a special corpse bag, and quickly followed.

The two passed through the last mist of the illusion array and followed the remaining stench of the blood beast to a hidden cave. The entrance of the cave was covered with dried blood and broken bones, which was obviously the lair of the blood beast.

"This beast knows how to choose a place."

Fu Yongshou kicked aside the white bones blocking his way and stepped into the cave first. The cave was cold and damp, but there was a hint of warmth deep inside.

After going several dozen feet deep into the cave, Fu Yongshou suddenly stopped, his eyes wide open:
"Brother, look!"

There were a few red crystals inlaid on the rock wall, emitting a soft light in the dim cave. Fu Yongyi reached out and touched one of them, and felt a warm touch on his fingertips.

"Red Sun Stone." Golden lines flowed in his eyes, "and it is of very high purity."

Fu Yongshou rubbed his hands excitedly:
"It seems that what father said is right. There is indeed a mineral vein here! Brother, use your spiritual pupil to take a look. What is the scale of this mineral vein?"

Fu Yongyi nodded slightly, his eyes shining brightly. He walked slowly into the depths of the cave, caressing the rock wall with his palm. The golden lines penetrated into the stone wall along his fingertips, moving and exploring like a living thing.

After a moment, he withdrew his hand, and the golden light in his eyes gradually subsided: "The main body of the ore vein is a hundred feet deep in the southeast direction, running in the shape of a dragon, about several hundred feet long, and dozens of feet wide at its widest point."

Fu Yongshou took a deep breath and said, "This is a large mineral vein!" He was so excited that his voice trembled. "The Chiyang Mine is rare. This large mineral vein can be mined for at least sixty years. We're rich! We're really rich this time!"

Fu Yongyi was much calmer. He stood deep in the cave, stroking the red sun stone on the rock wall with his fingertips. Golden lines flowed in his eyes as he wrote down the direction of the veins.

"Yongshou." He took back his hand and said in a low voice, "This matter is of great importance. You stay here and guard it first. Don't make any noise."

Fu Yongshou was stunned: "You didn't even tell Yongqing?"

"To be conservative, it is better to block the news for the time being." Fu Yongyi shook his head: "If the news leaks out, the Blood Demon Sect will definitely take action."

Fu Yongshou scratched his head and nodded in agreement: "Okay, brother, don't worry, I'll stay here, and not even a fly can fly in!"

Fu Yongyi nodded slightly, turned and left.

...

Seven Princes' Palace
The candlelight was dim and green smoke curled in the dark room.

Zhao Han stood quietly in front of the window, his back as cold and hard as a knife. Behind him, three black-clad warriors knelt on one knee, silent as ink - Shadow Seven, Shadow Nine, and Shadow Thirteen.

He personally trained all three of them, from little kids to the cold-blooded weapons they are today, and he remembers every scar.

Ying Qi, who has been weak since childhood, is the most tenacious. He once blocked three poisonous arrows for him and still has scars on his chest.

Ying Jiu still has an old mother at home. Although he never mentions it, Zhao Han knows that he secretly asks someone to send money back every month.

Ying Shisan is the youngest and most talented, and is most likely to succeed him and become the leader of the death squad.

All three of them have concerns and reasons to live.

Now he has to choose one person and send them to death with his own hands.

Zhao Han closed his eyes and finally spoke, his voice as deep as iron:

"Shadow Nine, Shadow Thirteen, stand down."

The two men paused slightly, but did not say much. They kowtowed silently and then turned into two black shadows and disappeared outside the dark chamber.

Ying Qi was the only one left in the pavilion, still kneeling and waiting for orders.

Zhao Han turned around, his eyes fell on Ying Qi, and said slowly:
"Huixi County, Huizhou Prefecture, go and deliver a message to the Xuesha Sect. They said that a 'Red Sun Stone Mine' was discovered at the border between Huixi County and the Xuesha Sect!"

Bloody Evil Gate?!
This is a sect in the far west.

This move is undoubtedly a betrayal.

There was a flash of panic in Ying Qi's eyes. According to the prince's style of doing things, he was afraid that after the matter was accomplished, he would die.

just
He had no choice.

The lives of his relatives have been in the hands of the prince since the day he was chosen as Deadpool.

And himself.

He even took the "Soul-Locking Pill" specially made by the palace. Without the antidote, he would have to endure heart-wrenching pain every month, and eventually his meridians would be broken and he would die.

If he resolutely refuses to carry out the mission, he will also die and his entire family will lose their lives.

just.

He never expected that Lord Lin would choose him!
Lots of Deadpools.

Lord Lin once said that he was the one he trusted the most.

"I obey your command." Ying Qi's voice was a little hoarse, but he did not dare to hesitate.

Just as he turned around and was about to leave, a dark red pill suddenly fell into his palm.

Antidote pill!
Ying Qi was shocked, and could hardly believe his eyes. What did this pill mean? It meant that from now on, the world would be vast and he would no longer be controlled by others! It meant that he could finally get rid of this dark and gloomy life of a dead soldier!
But then, a more terrifying thought emerged - if Lord Zhao secretly gave the antidote to the prince,
"Sir!" Ying Qi turned around suddenly, his eyes full of fear, "This..."

Zhao Han's voice rang in his ears, using the art of transmitting sound into secrets: "Take it, and you will be free from now on. After completing the mission, change your name and leave the Great Zhou forever."

"But the master's safety." Ying Qi's voice trembled.

"Don't worry." Zhao Han's eyes were deep. "I have my own way to conceal the truth. As for your family..." He paused, "I will take care of them personally and keep them safe."

Ying Qi's throat rolled, and he suddenly knelt heavily on the ground, his forehead pressed against the cold floor tiles, and he could not get up for a long time. In his nearly 100 years of life as a death warrior, he had never lost his composure like this.

"Go ahead." Zhao Han turned his back and said, "Remember, from now on, there will be no more Ying Qi in the world."

Ying Qi took a deep breath, held the pill tightly in his palm, and when he turned and left, his eyes were full of determination.

...

After leaving the Seventh Prince's Mansion, Yingqi headed westward, crossing mountains and rivers, and finally arrived at the far west.

The spiritual energy here is rich, surrounded by clouds and mist, and between the undulating mountains, you can see the various major sects standing side by side, with flying eaves and brackets hidden in the sea of ​​clouds. As a subordinate force of the three major demon sects in the far west, the Xuesha Sect has a Jindan Patriarch in charge, and its power is huge. It borders Huixi County, and its disciples act ruthlessly, so ordinary cultivators avoid it.

Ying Qi did not rush to the gate of the Xuesha Sect, but first settled in a prosperous cultivation market and secretly gathered information.

In the restaurant in Fangshi, several people were talking in low voices.

"Blood Demon Sect? Hey, that's a place where people are eaten without leaving any bones behind!"

"I heard that they practice evil skills and specialize in sucking human blood to practice. I don't know how many lives they have killed over the years."

"The young master of the Blood Demon Sect frequently visits Lanxiang Garden. I heard that many low-level female cultivators there are his cauldrons."

"Hey, isn't it? I heard that he is obsessed with the courtesan 'Yu Linglong' there and goes there once a month."

"Hush...be careful with what you say! You are risking your life. The Blood Demon Sect has many eyes and ears. If anyone hears you, you may lose your life!"

Yingqi sat in the corner, tapping the table with his fingertips, as if thinking about something.

...

Lanxiang Garden is the most famous romantic place in the Far West, and all the monks and dignitaries come and go. Ying Qi entered the garden as a wealthy businessman, secretly observed for several days, and finally found out Yu Linglong's preferences - this woman loves money, but she loves rare spiritual materials even more.

He took out a "hundred-year-old cold jadeite", which was very helpful for practicing the art of charm and was enough to impress Yu Linglong.

That night, Ying Qi paid a large sum of money to meet Yu Linglong.

In the side room, Yu Linglong was wearing a red veil, her eyes were as charming as silk: "Sir, do you have a request for me?"

Ying Qi smiled slightly and pushed the cold jade in front of her: "Miss, you are smart. I do have something to ask of you."

Yu Linglong's eyes flickered slightly, and her fingertips gently stroked the cold jade marrow, and her smile deepened: "Sir, just say it."

Ying Qi took out a black iron box with the secret pattern of the Blood Demon Sect engraved on the box: "Miss, please pass this item to the Young Sect Master, Young Sect Master."

Yu Linglong's smile faded slightly, and a trace of vigilance flashed in her eyes: "Master, are you going to use me to help you..."

Ying Qi took out another bag of spirit stones and pushed it in front of her: "Miss, you only need to hand over something, and don't ask anything else. How about that?"

Yu Linglong was silent for a moment, and finally smiled: "Okay, I will help you with this."

On the third day of the following month, the young master arrived as scheduled.

When he stepped into Lanxiang Garden, the whole building became a little quieter. The young master of the Blood Demon Sect wore a dark red brocade robe, with a blood-colored jade pendant hanging from his waist. He walked steadily, but there was a bit of sinisterness between his brows.

Yu Linglong had been waiting in the private room for a long time. When she saw him come in, she bowed and said softly, "Young Sect Master, you came earlier than usual today."

The young master said "hmm" lightly, his eyes swept over her, and then fell on the table beside him. There, a black iron box was quietly placed.

"What is this?" he asked in a low voice.

Yu Linglong's eyes flickered as she said softly, "A few days ago, a guest asked me to pass it on to the Young Master."

The young master's eyes darkened, and he raised his hand to signal the two guards behind him to come forward. One of them carefully checked the box, and after confirming that there were no hidden weapons, he slowly opened it.

The box was empty except for a jade slip as thin as a cicada's wing.

The young sect master raised his finger and the jade slip unfolded. There were only a few numbers on it.

"A red sun stone vein was discovered at the border between Huixi County and Xueshamen. The Fu family has secretly blocked the news."

His pupils suddenly contracted and his knuckles tightened slightly.

Red Sun Stone... This thing is the key material for refining the Blood Evil Sect's supreme skill "Blood Sun Sutra". If he can obtain it, not only will his cultivation level be further improved, it can even help the Blood Evil Sect surpass the other two sects in one fell swoop!
but--

"Who sent the box?" he asked coldly.

Yu Linglong shook her head: "That person was wearing a mask, his aura was restrained, and I couldn't see through him."

The young master narrowed his eyes, stroked the jade slip with his fingertips, and suddenly sneered: "Interesting... If this news is true, it is a great gift; if it is false..."

He hadn't finished speaking, but his murderous intent was already evident.

Yu Linglong felt a little nervous, but she didn't show it on her face. She just poured a cup of spiritual tea and handed it to him softly, "Young Sect Master, why worry so much? We can find out if it's true or not by sending someone to investigate."

The young master took the teacup and looked at me with a deep gaze: "You are right."

He raised his head and drank the tea, then stood up and flicked his sleeves, and the jade slip turned into powder.

"If this succeeds, your contribution will be credited to you." He said this and strode away.

Yu Linglong looked at his back, her lips slightly curled, but a hint of complexity flashed in her eyes.

——The news has arrived, and a storm is about to arise.

At this moment, Ying Qi was hiding in the attic opposite Lanxiang Garden, looking coldly at the direction where the young master left, with a hint of relief in his eyes.

mission completed.

Since then.

He will have a bright future!

...

The night was as dark as ink. The young master stood on the top of the mountain, his dark red brocade robe fluttering in the wind. He stared at the dormant extinct volcano in the distance with a stern look - that was where the rumored "Red Sun Stone Vein" was.

The young master did not act rashly, but took two trusted guards and quietly hid in the dense forest on the border. For several days, they concealed their presence and quietly observed the movements of the Fu family cultivators.

Sure enough, not long after, two Fu family monks entered the crater, looking cautious, but unable to hide their joy. The young sect master narrowed his eyes, flicked his fingertips, and a pitch-black "spirit-seeking insect" flew out silently, quietly following the Fu family monks into the depths of the volcano.

Not long after, the soul-seeking insect returned. The young sect master clenched his palm, and the insect body turned into a wisp of black smoke. The feedback made his eyes flash with a gleam of light -

"The breath of the Red Sun Stone!"

The guard beside him laughed softly and said, "Young Sect Master, this is a godsend! Those old guys in the sect have been obstructing your official canonization on the grounds that you have "no merit". Now that this mineral vein has appeared, let's see what they have to say!"

The young sect master's mouth curled slightly, but he didn't say much, just said coldly: "Return to the sect."

After returning to the sect, the young master strictly ordered the guards not to leak the news, and he went straight to the place where his father, Sect Leader Xue, was in seclusion.

In the main hall of the Blood Demon Sect, after listening to his son's report, the Blood Sect leader's wrinkled face was first happy, then gloomy. His skinny fingers tapped the armrest of the chair, making a dull "dong dong" sound.

"The Fu family." The old man's voice was hoarse. "Don't underestimate them. They were able to wipe out the entire Xuanxiao Sect. They must have someone to rely on behind them."

The young master sneered, and his fingers in his sleeves unconsciously rubbed the jade pendant: "Father, you worry too much. It's just relying on Luo Haitang's golden elixir. Our supreme elder is also a golden elixir real person, what is there to be afraid of?"

"You don't know." Sect Leader Xue stood up, his hunched back looking particularly old in the candlelight, "Fu Yongxuan, the daughter sent by the Fu family to the Luo family, has already formed a golden elixir. Now, standing behind them are two golden elixir masters!"

The young master's pupils shrank suddenly, but soon returned to normal. He walked slowly to the window and looked at the Blood Demon Sect's iconic blood-red flag fluttering in the night wind in the distance.

"Father," he suddenly turned around, his eyes bright with bloodshot, "With the mine in front of us, how can we give it to others? Please let the Supreme Elder decide."

Sect Leader Xue sighed and walked slowly towards the inner hall with his snake-head cane: "Well, I will report to the Grand Elder right away. You go back and prepare first."

The Bloody Sect Leader, leaning on a snake-head cane, walked slowly towards the forbidden area in the back mountain.

The mountain path was deep and secluded, with blood-colored runes carved on the stone walls on both sides, faintly emitting a cold and murderous aura. The further you go in, the thicker the air becomes, as if even breathing has become difficult. The Blood Sect Leader looked solemn, and with every step he took, a circle of dark red ripples would spread under his feet - that was the forbidden formation identifying the identity of the visitor.

Finally, he arrived in front of a dark stone palace. The door of the palace was closed, and above it hung an ancient bronze lamp, the wick burning with a strange blood-red flame. The flickering flames reflected the hideous ghost face relief on the door.

Sect Leader Xue took a deep breath, raised his hands to seal, and said in a deep voice: "Disciple wishes to see the Grand Elder."

"boom--"

The palace door slowly opened, and a mixture of decay and blood awed the air.

The hall was dark, with only a pool of blood in the center emitting a faint red light. In the pool sat a skinny old man with sparse white hair and skin as dry as tree bark, but his eyes were as red as blood, like two will-o'-the-wisp lights that would never go out.

"What's the matter?" Master Xue spoke, his voice hoarse like sandpaper rubbing against each other, carrying a rotten and dead air.

Sect Leader Xue did not dare to delay and immediately knelt on one knee to report the details of the Red Sun Stone mine.

After listening to this, Master Xue was silent for a long time before he slowly said, "The Fu family... has two golden elixirs?"

"Yes." Sect Leader Xue lowered his head, "Luo Haitang and Fu Yongxuan."

Master Xue's skinny fingers tapped the edge of the blood pool lightly, making a dull "dong dong" sound. After a while, he sneered, "My life is coming to an end. It's not worth it to go to war with the Fu family for a small mine."

Sect Leader Xue's heart tightened, and he quickly said, "But the Red Sun Stone is very expensive. If we can get it, maybe it can help the elders bid for the longevity elixir..."

The blood-red eyes of Master Xue flickered slightly, as if he was weighing the pros and cons. Finally, he slowly stood up, and his withered body looked particularly terrifying under the blood light.

"Forget it. I'll go there myself to see what the mineral reserves are." He said in a low voice, "If the reserves are rich, then it's worth fighting for. If it's just a few small mines, then forget it."

As soon as he finished speaking, blood mist surged around Master Xue, and his figure gradually turned into a blood shadow and disappeared in the hall.

The Blood Sect leader let out a long sigh, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead. He knew that although the Grand Elder had a short life span, he was still the Blood Sect's greatest support. If he took action, the Fu family might not be able to stop him!

But...if the mineral reserves are insufficient, the Xuesha Sect may only be able to watch the Fu family reap the benefits.

"I hope... this trip won't be in vain." Sect Leader Xue muttered to himself and turned to leave.

(End of this chapter)