The Confucian and Taoist Sages of Mortal Cultivation

Chapter 97 Blood Jade Spider

Yan Ruyan, who was standing next to her, raised her eyebrows upon hearing this, clearly displeased, but seeing Lei Wanhe present, she dared not say anything more.

The Yan family patriarch also had a gloomy expression, and was quite displeased.

Lei Wanhe also noticed the expressions of the Yan family patriarch and Yan Ruyan, so he spoke up to remind Yang Qingyuan, "Ahem, disciple, don't make any excessive requests."

"Now Fellow Daoist Yan is a guest elder of the Hidden Moon Sect, and he shares the same hatred as our Yellow Maple Valley."

"Niece Yan was even taken as a disciple by the Nascent Soul Ancestor of the Hidden Moon Sect, which makes her status extraordinary."

Yang Qingyuan blinked upon hearing this, quite surprised. He hadn't expected that Yan Family Fort would undergo such a significant change in just three months.

"Please rest assured, Master, how could I dare to be presumptuous in front of Senior Yan?" Yang Qingyuan hurriedly said. "What I want is not some rare treasure."

Upon hearing this, the Yan family patriarch's expression finally softened, and he asked, "What do you want?"

Yang Qingyuan pondered for a moment, then asked, "May I ask, Senior Yan, where is the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect now after he was struck by your Soul-Shattering Light?"

When the Yan family patriarch heard Wang Chan mentioned, he was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and said, "That young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect was only in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage. Under the Soul Shattering Light, his soul dissipated and he died long ago."

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Yang Qingyuan glanced at Yan Ruyan beside him and saw that she was unharmed. He guessed that the Yan family had probably asked a Nascent Soul cultivator to remove the life-and-death curse from her body.

"Since the young master of the Ghost Spirit Sect is dead, then this junior dares to ask Senior Yan for his body." Yang Qingyuan took out a black jade slip from his storage bag.

Upon hearing this, Lei Wanhe, the Yan family patriarch, and Yan Ruyan were all stunned.

Lei Wanhe then transmitted his voice, "Disciple, what are you doing?"

"Wang Chan is a descendant of a Nascent Soul cultivator. What if that Nascent Soul cultivator has some means of sensing bloodlines and comes looking for you? Even I, your master, cannot protect you!"

"Aren't you just asking for trouble?"

Yang Qingyuan didn't take it to heart, after all, he was about to go to the Chaotic Star Sea.

Even if the Nascent Soul cultivators of the Ghost Spirit Sect are incredibly powerful, they couldn't possibly catch up to the Chaotic Star Sea.

The Yan family patriarch pondered for a moment, then patted his storage bag.

A streak of blood-red light flew out of the storage bag, landed on the ground, and transformed into a blood-red coffin.

Inside the coffin lay a monk wearing a demon mask and a black robe.

The Yan family patriarch pointed to the coffin and said, "You can have the body."

"This coffin is also a rare treasure; it can block detection and tracking by divine sense and magic."

"It is because of this coffin that I am not worried about the Ghost Spirit Sect tracking me with their bloodline secret techniques, so I am giving it to you as well."

Yang Qingyuan was overjoyed to find that he had gained something unexpected, and he quickly handed the jade slip in his hand to the Yan family patriarch.

The Yan family patriarch released his divine sense, scanned the jade slip, and after confirming that it was correct, he let out a long breath, stood up, and said, "It's getting late."

"I will now take Ruyan and leave."

"Fellow Daoist Lei, we'll meet again at Jingu Plain."

After saying this, the Yan family patriarch turned and left with Yan Ruyan.

Lei Wanhe watched the other person disappear outside the stone gate before speaking to Yang Qingyuan and asking, "What do you want with the corpse of the Ghost Spirit Sect's young master?"

"Aren't you afraid of getting yourself into trouble?"

Yang Qingyuan replied with a forced smile, "This disciple found the Ghost Spirit Sect's method of controlling corpses quite interesting, so I wanted to give it a try."

Actually, he planned to refine Wang Chan into a Blood God Child after arriving at the Chaotic Star Sea, so that she could cultivate the "Ten Thousand Spirits True Scripture".

Lei Wanhe rubbed his temples and said, "You brat, why don't you learn proper thunder magic instead of some crooked and evil methods?"

"I warn you, never let the corpse leave the area around the coffin."

"Without the coffin to conceal you, the Nascent Soul stage monster from the Ghost Spirit Sect might be able to track you down using his bloodline secret techniques."

Yang Qingyuan nodded repeatedly and said, "Please rest assured, Master, this disciple will not forget."

Immediately afterwards, Lei Wanhe took out a silver-white jade slip from his storage bag, handed it to Yang Qingyuan, and said, "Now that you have cultivated to the late stage of Foundation Establishment, it is time to prepare for Core Formation."

"This is my understanding of Core Formation; study it carefully."

Seeing that Lei Wanhe was unusually generous, Yang Qingyuan quickly accepted the jade slip and thanked him repeatedly.

"Alright." Lei Wanhe flicked his sleeves and said, "I have received military orders to go and eliminate the demonic Foundation Establishment cultivators who have infiltrated the Yue Kingdom."

"We cannot linger here."

"You'd better watch yourself."

After saying that, Lei Wanhe strode towards the door.

"Respectfully seeing off Master." Yang Qingyuan bowed and paid his respects until Lei Wanhe left, then put the coffin into his storage bag.

"It seems we must repair the teleportation array as soon as possible."

A sense of urgency rose in Yang Qingyuan's heart, and he left the cave and headed straight for the last unexplored area of ​​the mine tunnel.

Half an hour later, he arrived at his destination.

But just then, a series of loud sounds of fighting suddenly came from ahead.

Yang Qingyuan frowned slightly, then put on the black robe of the Ghost Spirit Sect to cover his aura, and summoned the yellow parasol to cover his body, blending into the surrounding environment before stepping forward to see what had happened.

But at the end of the mine tunnel, there was a wide underground cavern.

In the middle of the cave, a crystal-clear white spider, four or five zhang long, was wielding a huge spider spear, attacking eight cultivators dressed in green robes.

Judging from their attire, they were undoubtedly disciples of the Spirit Beast Mountain.

The leader was none other than Lü Tianmeng.

At this moment, Lü Tianmeng was sitting cross-legged on the ground, channeling the magic power in his dantian into a talisman with a small green ruler drawn on it.

But what's even more eye-catching is that in the southeast corner of the cave, there is an extremely ancient hexagonal teleportation array.

On one side of the teleportation array, there was a five-colored skeleton sitting cross-legged.

The skeleton was holding a gleaming blue token that emitted a faint glow.

Upon seeing this, Yang Qingyuan began to ponder, thinking to himself, "It seems that Lü Tianmeng must have learned about the appearance of the demonic beast at the mine yesterday, so he came here to investigate."

"Fortunately, Lei Wanhe and the Yan family patriarch have already left."

"Otherwise, with the divine sense of a Core Formation cultivator, they might be able to detect the fighting."

Yang Qingyuan did not rush to show himself, but instead hid behind a rock, watching the two fight from the sidelines.

The Qi Refining stage disciples of Spirit Beast Mountain released a series of monsters that looked like wild boars, and a large number of poisonous bees attacked the white spider.

However, the white spider's strength far surpassed that of these spirit pets. Charging into the beast horde was like a tiger among sheep. With a flick of its sharp forelimbs, it could easily pierce through a spirit pet.

However, when the magical artifacts and spells of the disciples of Spirit Beast Mountain landed on the white giant spider, they didn't even leave a white mark.

"Uncle-Master Lü! Are you done yet?"

"This disciple can't hold on much longer!"

A Qi Refining stage cultivator from Spirit Beast Mountain was in a panic as his spirit pets died one after another, and hurriedly asked Lü Tianmeng for help.

Lu Tianmeng, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Alright, the Heavenly Ruler has been activated."

Upon hearing this, all the lower-ranking disciples of Spirit Beast Mountain perked up.

"Uncle-Master, please make your move quickly!"

"Subdue this monster!"

Upon hearing this, Lü Tianmeng revealed a meaningful smile and tossed out the small emerald green ruler in his hand.

The small ruler floated in the air, spinning rapidly, multiplying from one to three, then from three to nine, and in the blink of an eye, it transformed into hundreds of emerald green rulers.

The small ruler emitted a crisp buzzing sound, then surged down and crashed into the white giant spider.

But the next moment, Xiao Chi scattered and attacked the seven Qi Refining stage disciples of Spirit Beast Mountain.

"Ah~"

"Uncle-Master Lü, what are you doing?"

The group of low-level cultivators were caught off guard and struck on the head by the emerald ruler. They all fell to the ground and died.

Lu Tianmeng remained expressionless and coldly said, "Since you have seen the Great Teleportation Token, you cannot be allowed to live."

But as soon as he finished speaking, Lü Tianmeng suddenly felt a pain in his heart. Looking down, he saw a sword tip protruding from his chest.

"This?!" Lu Tianmeng's eyes widened, never expecting that someone could sneak up so close to him. He then turned his head to look.

Then a man in black holding an umbrella slowly emerged from the pile of rocks.

"Yang Qingyuan, it's you!" Lü Tianmeng spat out a mouthful of blood, his face filled with despair.