Family Cultivation: Rise of the Wilderness

Chapter 527 Trading
What exactly does Liu Xiongyu mean to him?
Is he an enemy, a friend, or a master?

He couldn't explain it clearly; he just felt a mix of emotions.

After a long while, he stepped forward, knelt down beside Liu Xiong Yu, and, with his last glimmer of hope, gently checked his breath.

However.
Li Xiangming withdrew his finger and his gaze fell on Liu Xiongyu's face.

This guy seemed to have tidied himself up beforehand, no longer disheveled, and even the bloodstains on his hair had been cleaned off. The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, showing no fear of dying, but rather as if he was recalling pleasant things.

"Is this enough for you?"

Li Xiangming's tone was somewhat unwilling, but he finally let out a soft breath and took out a jade slip that Liu Xiongyu had pressed against his lower abdomen.

The jade slip contained only a few words, instructing Li Xiangming to bury him in the cave and to take his storage bag.

That was all.

Li Xiangming put down the jade slip, slumped to the ground, and rested for a moment.

He then got up and paced back and forth in the cave. He didn't understand feng shui and couldn't tell which direction was better, so he had to start on the southeast side and dig a large pit—at least this way he would avoid the cave entrance and be less likely to attract evil spirits.

After doing all this, Li Xiangming went out and found some wood, personally made a coffin, and placed Liu Xiongyu inside.

Before the burial, he opened Liu Xiongyu's storage bag and put his personal belongings into the coffin one by one.

At that moment, a rusty hairpin came into view.

Li Xiangming frowned. This was exactly what he had found at Mu Yazi's corpse. It had been taken away by Liu Xiongyu, and then Liu Xiongyu seemed to have become a different person.

Now it seems that this hairpin most likely belongs to Su Qing.

It witnessed every moment of their past. Liu Xiong Yu couldn't let go of it, just as he couldn't let go of Su Qing, his former soulmate.

With a long sigh, Li Xiangming placed the hairpin into the coffin as well.

Suddenly, the air at the cave entrance rippled slightly.

"who?"

Li Xiangming's eyes sharpened, and he struck out with a palm.

The air in front of them vanished instantly, and with a loud "boom," rubble flew everywhere.

However, there was nothing there.

Li Xiangming did not relax. He rushed out of the cave and swept his divine sense back and forth.

The air ripples reappeared!

Li Xiangming immediately made a hand seal, transformed into black smoke, and disappeared from the spot.

The next instant, he appeared out of thin air, his left hand suddenly clenched, grabbed the hairy neck, and pressed it hard to the ground.

"Ouch!"

Screams and roars rang out at the same time.

"It's you?"

Li Xiangming's gaze pierced through the smoke and landed on a brightly colored little fox, which surprised him.

He encountered two fox demons in the Purple Shade Cave. One of them, a half-red and half-yellow Bone-Melting Fox Demon, led him and Liu Xiong Yu to the underground palace.

The colorful fox that was following Su Qing was the one whose cultivation level was only at the Spirit Awakening stage.

Without a word, Li Xiangming picked it up and examined it. The little spotted fox whimpered incessantly, as if it were very aggrieved.

Li Xiangming naturally couldn't understand it, and at this moment he didn't have time to deal with it. He casually took out a few demon-trapping talismans and temporarily trapped it. Then he returned to the stone cave and buried Liu Xiong Yu.

On the tombstone, Li Xiangming originally had the words "Tomb of Liu Xiongyu, Chief of Huanyun Village" engraved in large characters, but felt it was inappropriate and erased it.

Huanyun Village was the most important experience in Liu Xiong Yu's life, but it was also a nightmare he could not escape.

The reason he called himself the chieftain was actually because he felt guilty towards Su Qing. If Su Qing forgave him, the two of them would restore the glory of Huanyun Village.

But now, all of that has vanished!
Li Xiangming then changed the tombstone to the simple five characters "Tomb of Liu Xiongyu".

After doing all this, he bowed before the grave and whispered, "As a young man, I was used by Mu Ya Zi; as a young man, I struggled between feelings and gratitude to my teacher; in middle age, I lived in regret; and before I died, I even helped you cultivate Wind Escape. Liu Xiong Yu, it seems you never lived for yourself in this life. I hope you can be yourself in the afterlife."

"squeak!"

The spotted little fox let out another short screech.

Li Xiangming turned his head, his brows furrowed: "You weren't sent by Su Qing, were you?" The little fox kept chirping.

Li Xiangming thought for a moment and then took off the demon-trapping talisman.

The little fox seemed to understand human nature, circling around Liu Xiong Yu's grave incessantly. But its expression showed no sorrow; instead, it was extremely anxious, even reaching out to dig at the freshly turned soil.

Li Xiangming immediately snorted, picked him up, and warned, "If you lay a hand on me again, don't blame me for being impolite."

Little Fox's eyes suddenly became listless, his ears drooped, and he looked dispirited.

Can it understand human speech?
Li Xiangming was somewhat surprised and tentatively asked, "Is Master Miaoyin coming to No Return Cliff?"

The little fox did not react.

Li Xiangming then asked, "Does Su Qing want to see Liu Xiong Yu?"

This time, the little fox blinked once, but didn't react much.

After a moment's thought, Li Xiangming asked again, "Is Su Qing in danger?"

"Waaah!"

The little fox immediately became agitated, its cries becoming rapid and shrill.

Li Xiangming picked it up and shook it several times, but it didn't stop.

"enough!"

Finally, Li Xiangming let out a low shout, and the sound wave, imbued with magical power, pierced into the little fox's ear, finally subduing it.

"You came to us because she was in danger?"

Li Xiangming's gaze turned slightly cold.

Regardless of Su Qing's past relationship with Liu Xiong Yu, Su Qing now adheres to the bottom line of the Su family's descendants, obeys the fake Miao Yin's every word, and has repeatedly attacked him and Liu Xiong Yu. How could he possibly help Su Qing?
The little fox seemed to sense Li Xiangming's attitude and kept shaking its head.

Li Xiangming frowned: "She has her own reasons?"

"Hey!"

The little fox nodded repeatedly.

Li Xiangming paused for a moment, then looked at Liu Xiong Yu's grave. "If you had come sooner, he wouldn't have ended up like this."

"It's too late now! Su Qing's danger must be the work of the fake Miaoyin. Although this person is not a Golden Core cultivator, he is not someone I can deal with. I'm already having a headache just thinking about how to leave the Cliff of No Return. I can't help you."

Hearing this, the little fox still refused to give up and struggled again.

Li Xiangming didn't care and casually tossed it aside.

Upon gaining its freedom, the little fox immediately bent down and traced several crooked lines on the ground with its sharp claws.

"trade?"

Li Xiangming muttered to himself, and couldn't help but gasp.

A fox spirit who can write?

Before he could ask a question, the little fox suddenly turned around and disappeared into the cave.

Li Xiangming hesitated for a moment, but still followed.

The Cliff of No Return was shrouded in mist, and the little fox was incredibly fast, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Fortunately, it would turn back from time to time to urge Li Xiangming on, so that he wouldn't get lost.

During this time, he inevitably encountered the bone-melting yin wind, but Li Xiangming was able to blend into the evil wind using wind escape techniques, so he would not be harmed.

Then look at the little fox; its methods are even more ingenious. It can curl up its body, and its fur grows much longer.

Once the bone-melting yin wind disappeared, the little fox shuddered, shaking off its loose fur, thus surviving a tribulation.

However, the Bone-Melting Wind is not a one-time thing!
Using this trick repeatedly left the little fox looking quite disheveled; its once colorful fur had almost all fallen out, leaving only a thin layer of orange down.

It was at this moment that the surrounding fog began to thin.

Li Xiangming unconsciously slowed his pace. In his field of vision, there were mounds of earth everywhere, with countless wooden signs stuck crookedly on them.

(End of this chapter)