I flew on a sword at the magic academy

Jiang Yue was only a step away from him when she heard those words, and her heart skipped a beat.

If it's not Kunpeng, then what is it?

She channeled all her magical power into her pupils and began to observe them carefully.

This sacred stone is only the size of a bowl and is sealed inside. The thing that is extremely similar to the Kunpeng mentioned in ancient books is only the size of an egg.

Its upper body is the head of a golden-feathered roc, and its lower body is even a blue fish tail, slightly curled up, and one can clearly sense the surging life force like a vast and undulating ocean.

"Your Highness, I wish to purchase this rare treasure. You may name your price."

"Tch, can you even afford it? Most of those ancient super beasts are extinct; this is probably the only Kunpeng left in the world. What are you going to use to buy it?"

"Just because I can't afford it doesn't mean you can! The pot calling the kettle black!"

A group of white-haired old men were arguing heatedly, their faces flushed. If it weren't for the arrival of Qin Wanggong and his peerless figures, a melee would probably have broken out.

"You're all old enough to be called ancestors, yet you're still making a racket like a child. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at?" the old beggar scolded.

"If you like fighting so much, why don't you go outside and have a fight, and then come back in after it's decided whether to live or die?" the White Ghost said coldly.

As soon as he spoke, the previously noisy scene fell silent, and no one dared to cause any more trouble.

This is a ruthless person who is not to be trifled with. Even the King of Qin was wary of him and kept a certain distance from him.

"If Your Highness Xiang wishes to resell this elixir, you may contact me at any time. We are all on the same side, and the price is negotiable," the prince said.

"An elixir of immortality?...!"

"Huh, wasn't that a Kunpeng? How come it's turned into a celestial medicine now?"

Everyone present looked puzzled.

"Uncle Wang, isn't that a little Kunpeng? Why do you say it's a celestial herb?" The Ninth Princess tilted her head back, blinked her big, bright eyes, and asked with a puzzled look.

"Silly child, ancient beasts like the Kunpeng have long since disappeared from the river of time. How could they possibly reappear in the world? That is a celestial herb nourished by the essence of the Kunpeng. Look, there are still roots on it." The prince doted on the ninth princess, picked her up, and let her sit on his broad shoulders, patiently explaining.

Hearing this, Jiang Yue focused her eyes and indeed saw a few roots on the lower half of the "Kunpeng's" body. They were very fine, like hair, and would not be noticed at all if one did not look closely.

After hearing the explanation from the King of Qin, the others were first taken aback, and then burst into uproar.

A celestial herb nourished by the essence of Kunpeng's blood—this is absolutely a priceless sacred object!

This medicinal herb is well preserved in the Holy Spirit Stone, almost completely intact. If conditions permit, you could try to extract it from the Holy Spirit Stone and cultivate it.

Ancient and profound Taoist holy sites and aristocratic families should still be able to provide special soil and spring water for cultivation.

The value of this Kunpeng Immortal Medicine far exceeds that of the mysterious creature's head; this is beyond doubt.

As mentioned earlier, medicine will always be the most precious thing in the world, no matter when.

At this moment, everyone was envious, especially those old monsters whose lifespans were nearing their end, who were almost unable to restrain themselves from rushing up to kill and plunder.

But with the White Ghost standing right next to Jiang Yue, no one dared to make a move.

Jiang Yue frowned as she looked at the Holy Spirit Stone in her hand, which contained a celestial herb.

Such a precious treasure, as hot as iron, if she doesn't act quickly, those powerful and extraordinary forces will certainly not let her go.

"The choice is yours. In this Tai'an City, as long as I, the old Taoist, am here, no one will dare to lay a finger on you. You don't need to worry about anything."

Seemingly sensing Jiang Yue's worries, Bai Guisuo secretly transmitted his voice to her.

"No one dares to touch me within Tai'an City, but what if I leave Tai'an City?"

Jiang Yue thought to herself, "The White Ghost Seeking Life can't be by my side all the time."

Under the immense allure of the elixir, even the White Ghost's life-taking might not be able to subdue everyone, and it's inevitable that some extreme individuals will resort to extreme measures.

"Never mind, let them chase me if they want. I've already offended quite a few people, so it's not a big deal if a few more powerful forces hold a grudge against me!" Jiang Yue thought resolutely.

She intended to save this Kunpeng Immortal Medicine for Lord Nangong to prolong his life, and would never easily part with it.

If Lord Nangong City was not rescued alive from Wuji Mountain, she would have other options.

They could sell it to Bai Guisuoming to make a good connection, or they could resell it to Qin Wanggong to further strengthen their ties with the Great Xia Dynasty.

At this moment, Wu Shan's face was so gloomy it looked like it was about to burst with sweat.

Jiang Yue had outperformed him in cutting the two stones in front of him, and the scales of victory had almost completely tipped in Jiang Yue's favor.

Regardless of whether he can actually extract the Dao Spirit from this last piece of stone, even if he does, it won't compare to the Kunpeng Immortal Medicine.

An elixir that can grant a second life—this treasure is incomparable to any other rare gem.

Unless he can cut out a fully-formed Dao Spirit, but such a fantasy is basically unrealistic.

If it has already reached its full potential, it should have broken out of the stone and emerged on its own long ago, without any need for human intervention.

Since it has not yet broken through the stone and emerged, it is still in the process of evolution.

As Jiang Yue approached the last stone, she prepared to begin cutting it.

But in that instant, a strong sense of crisis suddenly surged into her heart. Without even thinking, she hid behind the White Ghost Seeking Life.

However, nothing unexpected happened.

She had just felt an incredibly strong sense of crisis, a warning from the depths of her soul that was absolutely impossible to err on her part.

"What are you doing? Hurry up and cut the stone. Are you afraid of losing your life by cutting a stone?" a young disciple of the Wu family said sneer.

"He's acting crazy and paranoid. Is he out of his mind?" another young disciple sneered.

"Say one more word, and believe me, I'll tear your mouths apart!" The White Ghost's gaze swept coldly over the group.

His voice was soft and very calm, but to the young disciples of the Wu family, it was as if a thunderclap had exploded in their ears, causing them to tremble uncontrollably.

Wu Shan and the other prominent figures of the Wu family all frowned, but dared not say anything. Even those sacred Xuanmen sects and aristocratic families were wary of the White Ghost's life-stealing ability, and the Wu family simply could not afford to offend it.

"All of you better behave yourselves!" Wu Shan shouted angrily at his young disciples.

"What just happened?" Bai Guisuo turned to look at Jiang Yue.

"It's nothing." Jiang Yue shook her head, but just as she was about to cut the stone again, the same thing happened again.

An extremely strong sense of crisis surged into her heart, making her feel instantly terrified.

This was a warning from the depths of her soul: if she tried to move this stone, it might trigger unimaginable changes.

"What exactly happened?" Jiang Yue wondered, her mind filled with suspicion.

Could it be that old bastard Wu Shan pulling the strings behind the scenes again?

Or is it someone else who wants to harm her?

Jiang Yue looked at Wu Shan and said, "You are the senior, so let you go first."

Wu Shan did not refuse. He took out the specially made silver knife and began to cut the last piece of stone.

He chose this stone because it is highly likely to contain a Dao spirit, and when they used the Xuan Compass to probe it earlier, it seemed to have already begun to materialize.

The old beggar and the Prince of Qin each occupied a position, ready to intervene and suppress any unforeseen events.

Soon, an extremely strange aura seeped out from the cracks in the stone.

"Such a strong and pure aura, this stone was transported from the Immortal Spirit Ancient Domain?" The old beggar looked at an elder from Wuyang Mountain.

The eerie aura unique to the Immortal Spirit Ancient Domain was incredibly intense and pure, causing everyone present to feel their souls tremble, as if they were actually in the Immortal Spirit Ancient Domain.

"This stone was indeed not mined outside the Immortal Spirit Ancient Domain." The elder of Wuyang Mountain nodded, saying that the stone was blown out by a strong wind within the Immortal Spirit Ancient Domain.

As time passed, the eerie atmosphere grew stronger and stronger, almost permeating the entire area, mixed with an extremely sinister killing intent.

Dao Ling, a creature born of nature, should be sacred and peaceful, but everything before us is incredibly strange and eerie, as if a powerful, dormant demon is about to awaken.

"Let's go, let's go. We shouldn't join in this kind of excitement. We might end up losing our lives here." Many of the weaker young cultivators realized that something was wrong and chose to leave, not daring to linger any longer.

"Snap!"

Another soft sound rang out, revealing an even stronger killing intent.

Wu Shan stood nearby, his hands trembling uncontrollably, his robes soaked with cold sweat. The chilling killing intent emanating from him reached the depths of his soul; it would be a lie to say he wasn't afraid.

"Snap!"

Because of his anxious state of mind, he acted without restraint and actually chipped off a corner of the stone, instantly unleashing a terrifying killing intent.

Wu Shan's expression changed drastically. He staggered back several steps, lost his balance, and fell flat on his backside.

But no one paid any attention to his disgraceful appearance. The old monsters and the young prodigies all withdrew from the area in the blink of an eye, all feeling a threat of death.

Wu Shan had already put away his silver knife and stopped cutting the stone, but the raw stone was still trembling wildly, cracking into dozens of fissures. A terrifying killing intent raged across the entire area, like a vast ocean rising and falling, a raging sea, as if a ferocious god was about to awaken, making the sky tremble for thousands of miles.

"Look, what's that?!"

"It looks like... a spearhead?"

The raw stone cracked open on its own, revealing a small section of spearhead, which was dark red and covered with rust, as if it had long been rotten. The chilling and terrifying killing intent emanated from there.

"Such intense killing intent... Is this a weapon born alongside the Dao Spirit?"

"It shouldn't be. If it were a weapon that grew alongside the Stone Spirit, how could it have rotted and rusted? It must have been forged by human hands."

"This weapon must have annihilated unimaginable beings in the past. The blood stained the weapon, and the remaining killing intent is something that even the power of time cannot completely erase."

In the distant sky, the older generation of powerful figures gathered together, discussing the matter animatedly.

After calming himself down, Wu Shan stood up shakily, intending to continue cutting the stone.

However, before he could even get close, the specially made silver knife in his hand was instantly reduced to dust by that terrifying killing intent.

"You step back, let me handle this." The old beggar stepped forward, grabbed Wu Shan by the back of his collar, pulled him back, and threw him off the field.

Then, he raised his hand and released several sharp sword energies, continuing to cut the stone skin.

Before long, a soft radiance began to emanate, accompanied by a sacred aura.

"This is... the aura of the Holy Spirit Stone!"

"The arm has emerged; it truly is a Dao Spirit that has begun to materialize!"

As the stone skin quickly peeled away, a slender jade hand appeared before everyone's eyes.

"Having condensed a physical form, even without gaining intelligence, its strength is already comparable to that of a peerless powerhouse."

Half of the stone has already been cut away. Fortunately, there is still a Holy Spirit Stone inside. Otherwise, even if that Dao Spirit has condensed into a physical form, it would not be able to truly be born if it has not yet developed sentience.

On the exposed half of the Holy Spirit Stone, a human figure can be vaguely seen.

Judging from the outline, it should be a woman, seemingly fast asleep, her body slightly curled up.

Although it was just a blurry shadow outline, people could still imagine that it was a very beautiful and holy woman.

A sacred and peaceful aura emanated from the area, clashing with a chilling killing intent, as if the two energies of Yin and Yang were intertwined, gradually forming a special field.

"Get back, everyone!"

The King of Qin shouted, but it was too late. Some of the weaker cultivators were crushed into blood mist before they could even react. They died on the spot without even having a chance to scream!

The sacred and the eerie, two extreme auras, clashed and intertwined, causing time and space in this area to become disordered and distorted.

Fortunately, most people had already evacuated the area, leaving only a few people in the field.

Jiang Yue hid behind the White Ghost Seeking Life and was not affected.

The old beggar continued his work, manipulating several sharp and piercing sword energies to carefully dissect the stone, leaving a thick layer of stone chips and fragments at his feet.

Time passed little by little, and the stone had been whittled away to almost nothing. The Sleeping Beauty, whose body was sealed in the Holy Spirit Stone, gradually became clearer, no longer a blurry shadow outline.

Just as people imagined, she was an indescribably beautiful woman with light blue hair that was smooth and shiny, covering half of her face. But even that half of her delicate, fair and radiant face perfectly embodied the phrase "stunningly beautiful."

Her skin was as white as mutton fat jade, as white as snow, without a single flaw. It was like a work of art carefully sculpted by God, too beautiful to be real, dreamlike, as if it had stepped out of a myth.