Longevity Thunder Ancestor

Chapter 773: Dark Waves
Ning Fa's eyes lit up slightly. Although this man refused verbally, the fact that he sent Huo Yong away had already shown his attitude, which meant there was a chance.

Thinking of this, he took out a long wooden box from his storage ring and placed it on the table.

Song Zetao stopped moving and looked at the wooden box that Ning Fa opened with a gleam in his eyes.

A dense spiritual mist burst out from it, and when the mist dissipated, a strange flower appeared in the box.

Its entire body was blood red, with golden filaments on the surface of its petals, emitting an extremely pure and rich spiritual energy.

"Golden Blood Flower! And it's a thousand years old!"

Song Zetao quickly identified the origin of this spiritual flower. Even though he was knowledgeable, he couldn't help but look surprised and delighted at this moment.

Ning Fa smiled and said, "I hope Brother Song will be flexible. This thousand-year-old golden silk blood flower will be used as a thank you gift."

After saying that, he pushed the wooden box directly towards Song Zetao.

This flower was also looted from Canglong Island.

Song Zetao carefully examined the strange flower, then covered it again and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Meng's handiwork is truly amazing."

Then he hesitated for a moment and said, "Then I will also tell Brother Meng the truth.

Fellow Daoist, don't even think about these two things, the Nine Tribulations Thunder Jade and the Thunder Soul Star Marrow.

Although we should still have some of this thing, it is beyond my reach.

There is some possibility with Mirage Cloud Crystals, I wonder how many Mirage Cloud Crystals you need?"

Ning Fa felt a little disappointed after hearing this. It was just like the Wangyue Trading Company. He couldn't get the Nine Tribulations Thunder Jade and Thunder Soul Star Marrow, but it was not bad to get the Mirage Thunder Cloud Crystal.

He immediately said: "I need five taels of Mirage Cloud Crystal."

Hearing this, Song Zetao frowned immediately, obviously this number was not small.

There was a thoughtful look in his eyes, and then he said slowly: "Fellow Daoist Meng is lucky, we happened to get more Mirage Cloud Crystals than usual, otherwise, it would be impossible for you to get five taels."

Ning Fa's eyes suddenly lit up: "I don't know how many spirit stones it will take, Brother Song, just tell me."

At this time, Song Zetao smiled and said, "I heard that Fellow Daoist Meng had just come to our Qiyuan Island and was still a casual cultivator.

To be honest, our Baichuan Club is an excellent place for fellow Taoists.

As long as fellow Daoist is willing to join our Baichuan Club, not only can I get these five taels of Mirage Cloud Crystal for you, but I will also pay you one million six hundred thousand spirit stones.

Of course, I won't force you to do this. If you don't agree, then for the sake of that golden blood flower, as long as you give me two million spirit stones, I can get it for you."

Ning Fa pretended to frown when he heard this, but he was actually slightly relieved in his heart.

In fact, according to the market price, the normal value of these five taels of Mirage Cloud Crystal should be close to 1.5 million spirit stones.

Song Zetao was indeed as Huo Yong said, extremely evil-hearted, and he increased his spiritual stones by 500,000 in one go.

Especially since he had already given her a thousand-year-old golden-threaded blood flower.

However, considering the scarcity of this spiritual material and its importance to myself, such a premium is acceptable.

But of course he couldn't show it directly on his face, otherwise he might be taken advantage of by the greedy Song Zetao, and more trouble would arise.

As for joining the Baichuan Club, he would not even consider it.

At this time, Song Zetao smiled again and said, "Friend Meng, don't think that this price is too high. After all, only our Baichuan Club, Nutao Sect, and Wangyue Trading Company may have some of this kind of thing on Qiyuan Island.

But for the other two families, non-direct descendants cannot get such precious things at all, or they need to meet very harsh additional conditions.

And fellow Taoist only needs to spend a few more spirit stones to obtain this spiritual object at no extra cost. I think it is very worthwhile.

And to be honest, it is only because Fellow Daoist Meng is so powerful that I gave him such a favorable treatment. If it were someone else, I would not be so easy to talk to. "

Ning Fa pretended to be thinking seriously, then nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll do as you say."

Song Zetao smiled immediately: "Fellow Daoist Meng is so straightforward. In that case, you can go back and wait for my news. There should be some clues within a month."

"Okay, then I'll wait for news from fellow Taoist." Ning Fa said with a smile, then stood up and said goodbye.

Song Zetao smiled, then picked up the teacup and continued to drink tea leisurely.

Two hours later, another person walked in.

This was a middle-aged man wearing a blue robe with a cross-shaped scar on his face. There were fine blue arcs flashing on his body. He was obviously a monk with thunder spirit roots.

Song Zetao's eyes lit up and he smiled, "Brother Lu, how is the situation?"

The man in the blue robe nodded and said, "I just met Huo Yong and he formally invited me to join his Changsong Society. I said I need to think about it for the time being."

Song Zetao immediately smiled and said, "It seems the fish has taken the bait.

Junior Brother Lu, just agree to this person's request in three days. He will probably find an excuse to lead you to the depths of the Thunder Abyss soon."

The man in the blue robe nodded, and then said with a little worry: "The Thunder Ancestor is not a simple person. I wonder which elder in the hall came to deal with this matter?"

Song Zetao smiled slightly and said, "I can't tell you which elder it is, but she is from the Punishment Hall."

Hearing this, the blue-robed man's expression immediately changed, the worry in his eyes disappeared, and he nodded and said, "Then Junior Brother, I am relieved.

To avoid arousing Huo Yong's suspicion, I will not come directly to see Senior Brother from now on." After saying this, he clasped his fists and left.

At this time, Song Zetao stroked the short beard beside his lips and sneered secretly, "This Meng Yi has a strong thunder spirit power, which is much stronger than that of Junior Brother Lu.

Then Huo Yong would definitely not be able to help but invite him to go with him.

In this way, even if the Mirage Cloud Crystal is given to this person, it will definitely return to the hands of our Baichuan Association.

Otherwise, I, Song Zetao, would not be so easy to talk to. "

……

Twenty days later, there was an unnamed deserted island more than two thousand miles south of Qiyuan Island.

I saw a mountain hundreds of feet high on the island tremble, and then endless hot light shone out from it.

Then the entire mountain exploded with a loud bang, and a white sun emerged from it. It first shrank, and then suddenly expanded. The violent spiritual power swept in all directions, and everything became nothing wherever it passed.

In this terrifying halo, two figures fled from it and did not stop until they landed on a small coral reef hundreds of miles away, revealing two figures.

One of them was wearing a crimson long dress. She was as beautiful as a flower and gorgeous. It was Su Wanwan.

At this moment, she was playing with a jade ruyi and a magic weapon in the shape of a blue flower basket in her hands, with a brilliant smile on her face.

The other person's condition was not so good, even miserable.

This man was wearing a Confucian robe and had a handsome appearance. He was none other than the evil flower-picking cultivator Wen Moxuan.

At this moment, he fell to the ground, his left hand and left foot were gone, and his exposed skin was covered with dark purple and blue lines, and was even wriggling, looking extremely weird.

It can be said that he looks extremely miserable, and there is no trace of his previous handsome appearance.

Not only was his body severely injured, but his soul was also suffering indescribable pain.

Although the pain had weakened a lot compared to when it first broke out, it still hurt so much that he wanted to end his life.

He took a deep breath and reluctantly looked towards Su Wanwan, his eyes filled with deep hatred and resentment.

At the same time, he was filled with remorse.

Why was it that even though he knew at the exchange meeting that this Fairy Qimeng must be an extraordinary person, he still couldn't suppress the lust and greed in his heart.

Relying on his own supernatural powers, he originally thought that even if he couldn't capture the girl, he could still escape safely.

But he didn't expect that he would be easily captured by this woman.

Now that I think about it, this woman seemed to have realized my intention a long time ago, and leaving Qiyuan Island seemed to be deliberately luring me into taking action.

As a result, he found himself in prison, controlled by this woman, and forced by her to do such risky things.

Not only did he nearly die, but he also had to endure unimaginable pain.

He stared at Su Wanwan intently and said sternly, "You already knew that there was a residual soul of a Nascent Soul cultivator in that cave, right?
What you gave me before should also be the legendary dark green Youluo flower.

So when the remnant soul of the Nascent Soul attached itself to me, the poison of this flower erupted, severely damaging the remnant soul, giving you the opportunity to take advantage of it."

Hearing this, Su Wanwan put away the two treasures in her hand and said with a smile: "It seems that you are not so stupid.

Since you dared to do something bad to me before, this is the retribution you deserve."

Wen Moxuan said hatefully: "Even if I become a ghost, I won't let you go!"

Su Wanwan pouted her rosy lips and said tenderly, "Since you are in my hands, let alone becoming a fierce ghost, it will be impossible for you to reincarnate in the next life."

Wen Moxuan looked at the sweet smile on Su Wanwan's face and suddenly felt as if he had seen a vicious snake. A chill enveloped his whole body, and he couldn't help but show despair on his face.

At this time, Su Wanwan raised her eyebrows and said with a smile: "You don't have to be so desperate, this fairy has always been compassionate.

As long as you help me do one more thing and do it well, I will let you go."

Wen Moxuan's expression changed when he heard this, but when he thought of what happened just now, he couldn't help but shudder and said coldly: "Don't dream about it. Even if I die this time, I won't do anything for you again."

Su Wanwan curled her lips, then without saying a word, took out a blue harp and gently plucked it with her jade-like hands.

The elegant sound of the piano was heard, but to Wen Moxuan it sounded like a death sentence.

The intense pain in his soul suddenly doubled, causing him to hold his head with both hands and curl up like a shrimp, his face twisted in pain.

After a while, Su Wanwan stopped moving her right hand and asked with a smile, "Are you going to do it or not?"

"I'll do it, I'll do it!" Wen Moxuan's face was as pale as paper and his eyes were unfocused, but he was afraid that Su Wanwan would attack again, so he said quickly.

"That's good."

Su Wanwan said with a smile, then continued with a serious look on her face:
“From now on, I don’t care what method you use, you must get to the teleportation hall in Qiyuan Immortal City.

I need you to keep a close eye on who comes to Qiyuan Island through the teleportation array, especially those who come from the Wuling Sea.

I will give you a magic bead to wear on your body. When it reacts, your mission this time will be completed.

If I am satisfied, I will let you go."

(End of this chapter)