Cultivation begins with forming a bond with a spirit bee.

Chapter 68, Page 4

The Sun family cultivator paused, but his face remained unconcerned: "Do you take me for a foolish rogue cultivator? The storage bags of the Yun Kingdom have always been uniformly crafted by the four major immortal sects. Their internal space is exceptionally stable, and even a mid-stage Qi Refining cultivator wouldn't be able to destroy them."

"Ahem!"

Hou Ming coughed violently twice, spitting out a mouthful of bloody foam, and laughed, "Hey, you surnamed Sun, do you dare to bet?"

Upon hearing this, the Sun family cultivator's eyes remained unreadable, and he hesitated to make any further move.

He really doesn't dare to gamble!

Although it's highly likely that the Hou family cultivator was bluffing him, Brother Shaofeng said that as long as the storage bag is captured, all the spirit stones, except for the cultivation techniques and spiritual items, will belong to the person who captures it.

More than two hundred spirit stones were found in Hou Yusheng's storage bag!

That's enough to buy two high-quality magical artifacts for myself.

Thinking this, the Sun family cultivator put his magic weapon back in his hand and said solemnly, "Fellow Daoist Hou, now that the Hou family has been destroyed and all hope is lost, how about this: I can make a vow made by my inner demons that as long as you give me the storage bag, I will definitely let you leave."

"From now on, fellow Daoist, live in seclusion under an assumed name. As long as you do not attempt any restoration, you will be able to pursue the path of immortality in peace."

"What does Fellow Daoist Hou think?"

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The vow made by the inner demons!

Hou Ming's expression changed slightly, and his fearless demeanor diminished a little.

Who would want to die if they could live?

He was silent for a few moments, then gritted his teeth and said, "Hey, Mr. Sun, I have a few questions for you."

"Fellow Daoist, please."

"Has that beast Hou Yusheng really betrayed his family?"

Hou Ming stared intently at the Sun family cultivator's expression, hoping to glean something from it.

"Oh, you mean him?" The Sun family cultivator smiled. "To be honest, I don't know much about him. I only know that he was already a spy for my Sun family several years ago, providing a lot of intelligence."

"After destroying the Hou family, the clan originally planned to summon him and reward him. Unexpectedly, this fool regretted his actions because your clan leader entrusted him with an important task, and is now preparing to turn over a new leaf."

At this point, the Sun family cultivator's smile deepened.

"But what he didn't know was that we had placed a restriction on him during our first contact, making it easy to capture him and extract a lot of information from him with a little interrogation."

"The cultivation world won't give him a way back just because he wavers."

After saying that, he looked at Hou Ming, waiting for the other party to make a choice.

After listening, Hou Ming lowered his head, feeling a strange sense of relief mixed with his anger towards Hou Yusheng.

Hou Ming has at least persevered until now, which is quite a lot compared to Hou Yusheng, as he has already done right by his family.

Besides, as long as I don't die, the Hou family might rise again one day. This is all for the sake of the family's future!

Once this thought arose, it quickly occupied his entire mind.

That resolute mindset, which was originally prepared to die, collapsed like a dam with a crack.

Hou Ming raised his head: "Fellow Daoist Sun, do you keep your word?"

"Of course," the Sun family cultivator said confidently. "Heaven, earth, you, and I know. As long as we don't reveal it, who will know that I deliberately let you go?"

Hou Ming slowly exhaled and nodded: "Alright! But you have to make a vow to your inner demons first before I can give you this storage bag."

Upon seeing this, the Sun family cultivators pointed to the sky and loudly swore an oath against their inner demons, declaring that if they killed Hou Ming, they would never be able to achieve Foundation Establishment in their lifetime.

Hou Ming was finally relieved. He looked at the storage bag in his hand, made a tough decision, and threw it to the Sun family cultivator.

The Sun family cultivator took the storage bag, probed it with his divine sense, and his eyes lit up with joy.

Hou Ming looked at the Sun family cultivator warily: "Fellow Daoist Sun, can I leave now?"

"Walk?"

The Sun family cultivator put away the storage bag with satisfaction, a cold smile on his face.

"Fellow Daoist, you jest. Saying I won't kill you doesn't mean I can't capture you."

"Fellow Daoist Hou, how about you come with me to the clan?"

Hou Ming was shocked, a deep sense of regret filling his heart. He shouted, "You, surnamed Sun, you broke your promise! You'll—"

Before he could finish speaking, the scissor-shaped magical weapon came hurtling towards Hou Ming's thigh.

It's obvious they intend to cripple his limbs!

Fortunately, during the conversation, Hou Ming had recovered somewhat and regained some of his magical power.

He barely dodged the scissor-shaped magical artifact, and with a flash of light beneath his feet, he turned and ran into the depths of the forest.

The Sun family cultivators followed closely behind.

Soon, the two disappeared into the woods and became silent.

"I wonder what's in that storage bag."

Qu Ye, perched on the tree, secretly pondered.

However, the fact that the Sun family is pursuing it so relentlessly, and that the Sun family cultivators are even willing to swear an oath to obtain it, suggests that it must contain some valuable item.

Qu Ye hesitated for a moment, then gave up the idea of ​​going over to take a look. He climbed down from the tree and walked away in the other direction.

The Sun family might have other pursuers, and he had no intention of getting involved in this mess.

If things had continued this way, Qu Ye would have naturally made it to Wuliufang Market safely.

But just as he walked a short distance and cautiously surveyed his surroundings, the animal skin book that had been dormant in his mind for a long time suddenly shone brightly.

"What's going on?"

Qu Ye stopped and controlled the worker bees to patrol the surroundings, while he himself sank his consciousness into his sea of ​​consciousness.

The animal skin book slowly turned its pages within his mind, skipping the first three pages and stopping on the fourth.

Unlike the previous encounters, this time the animal skin book has yet to condense the image of the fourth page.

At the same time, a faint Daoist aura appeared on the fourth page.

Qu Ye had previously tested this situation when he formed a bond with the Ironback Wolf. It meant that a demon beast he had formed a bond with had died, but its body was not with him.

"It should be Red Hare."

Qu Ye suddenly felt a little melancholy.

The queen bee was still peacefully in her spirit beast pouch, and she had no other demon beasts with whom she had formed a bond.

But this shouldn't be happening.

Amidst his melancholy, he also harbored some doubts.

Red Hare survived the two most intense days of the battle without any mishaps, so how come he died now that the Hou family has been wiped out?

Judging from the Sun family's previous takeover of the market, they mainly targeted the Hou family disciples and did not kill any of the spirit contract workers, but instead recruited them.

Red Hare was a superior steed among the Fiery Cloud Steeds, second only to top-quality breeds, making it a very valuable asset. How could the Sun family kill it so easily?

Something's not right.

Qu Ye's expression hardened as he stared intently at the ethereal Daoist aura.

Since the Daoist Rhyme appeared because of Red Hare's death, it might be able to help us find the direction of Red Hare's corpse.

Soon, he discovered that the wisp of Daoist charm was faintly tilted in a certain direction, as if something there was attracting it.

And judging from the looks of it, the distance shouldn't be far.

"Could it be—"

Qu Ye remembered something, her heart sank, and she began to make some guesses.

He looked up at the sky, took out a bamboo hat to cover his face, and while concealing his aura, headed in the direction indicated by the Daoist rhyme.

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