A hundredfold return! My unfilial disciples are all reincarnations of the Empress.

Lin Feng held up the superior-grade Spirit Awakening Pill and waved it in front of his eyes: "Oh dear, I recently obtained a Spirit Awakening Pill that can help mortals develop spiritual roots, I really don't know who to give it to..."

Wang Xiao, who was slurping noodles nearby, immediately bit off the noodles in his mouth and ran over upon hearing this.

"Boss, you mean you got a Spirit Awakening Pill and don't know who to give it to?"

"Yes."

"Boss, give me the pill, and I'm willing to help you with this trouble!"

Lin Feng placed the pill into Wang Xiao's palm.

Wang Xiao's eyes lit up immediately, and he said, "Boss, you're really giving it to me?"

Lin Feng curled his lips into a wicked smile and said, "Of course it's not given to you unconditionally."

"After taking this medicine, sit quietly for a day, and the medicine will guide the formation of your spiritual root on its own."

What he didn't say was that he would also experience excruciating pain on this day.

Wang Xiao was overjoyed, his eyes welling up with tears, and said gratefully, "Boss, you'll always be my boss!"

Lin Feng raised his hand and said, "Now that you have the pills, go and meditate."

Wang Xiao nodded repeatedly and rushed excitedly to the backyard.

Lin Feng left the courtyard and headed towards the auction house in the city.

Upon arriving at the auction house, he went straight to the consignment counter and placed the seventh-tier demon core, earth dragon scales, and several spirit herbs on the counter one by one.

The manager inspected the goods, beaming from ear to ear: "Fellow Daoist, these items are all in excellent condition. There will be a special auction in three days, and we'll arrange to put them on the shelves then. What do you think?"

"Can."

Lin Feng turned and went into the hall, which was filled with various magical artifacts and pills, mostly of Earth grade or lower.

His figure stopped in front of a cabinet.

Inside the cabinet was a bronze bell, its surface engraved with various animal shapes.

Animal Language Bell: Shaking it allows you to understand animal language and communicate simply with wild animals.

He called over the steward: "I'll take this one."

"Also, do you have any low-grade bows and arrows here? I'd like three sets."

The steward perked up immediately: "Yes, yes, yes, three sets of mid-grade Earth-level Xuan Iron bows and matching arrows."

"Let's put everything together and calculate the price."

The steward adjusted the abacus, looked up, and said, "A total of six hundred and eighty high-grade spirit stones."

He paid with spirit stones and put the items into his storage bag.

Back in the courtyard.

Lin Feng then went to Wang Xiao's room.

He was writhing in pain on the bed, covered in cold sweat.

"Boss... Waaaaah... You're finally back!"

"Do you have any painkillers?"

Lin Feng patted him on the shoulder and said, "The pain of reshaping your spiritual root can't be hidden. Just bear with it; there are only five hours left today."

"Only five hours?!"

Wang Xiao rolled around on the bed in agony again.

"Harsh words wound the heart; you will not fare well—"

Lin Feng: Hmm?

"Why don't you eat properly? Go away, I don't want to see you."

Five days later, a sound transmission talisman landed in Lin Feng's palm.

"Peak Master Lin, the demonic cultivators are making unusual moves in the Sunset Mountains area. The Sect Leader requests that you return to the palace immediately to discuss this matter."

After Lin Feng finished reading the talisman, he called the three of them over and said, "There's something going on at the sect, so I have to go back first. The three of you can continue cultivating here."

Liu Yushu said, "This disciple will go back with you."

"No need." Lin Feng waved his hand. "You stay and keep an eye on those two. Also, these three bows are for you to practice your ranged attacks."

He took out the black iron bow and arrows from his storage bag and placed them on the table.

Chi Yao's eyes lit up, and she grabbed one: "Earth-grade?"

"Mid-grade Earth-level. That's enough for your current needs."

Lin Feng didn't say anything more. He rode his sword into the air, and a streak of purple light headed straight for Qingyun Palace.

Two hours later, at the main hall of the peak.

The room was brightly lit, and several peak masters and elders had arrived. Master Xuanqing sat in the main seat, his expression not very pleasant.

"Lin Feng has arrived, please have a seat."

Master Xuanqing raised his hand. "Everyone is here. Last night, the patrol sent back news that a large number of demonic cultivators had gathered in the Sunset Mountains, and it's quite a large group."

Zhen Yan said coldly, "They've reappeared after ten years; they're up to no good."

Su Wanqing also said, "The Sunset Mountains are only 800 miles away from our Qingyun Palace. If the demons gather there, they will pose a great threat to us in the future."

Lin Feng: "Have you figured out the number of people?"

Master Xuanqing shook his head: "The patrol dared not approach, they could only see the tents and demonic energy from afar, and estimated that there were at least a hundred people."

The hall was quiet for a while.

Su Wanqing said, "Why don't we send someone to investigate secretly first and find out the truth before making a decision?"

Zhenyan snorted: "What if we alert them?"

"Then tell me a way."

Seeing that the two were about to clash again, Master Xuanqing raised his hand to stop them: "Investigate first. Haven't we learned enough from the war between immortals and demons that we should act rashly without knowing their true strength?"

He glanced around: "Who's willing to take a trip to the Sunset Mountains?"

The hall fell silent for a moment.

Lin Feng said, "I'll go."

Master Xuanqing looked at him: "Are you confident going alone?"

"I'm confident just by investigating," Lin Feng said calmly.

Master Xuanqing considered it for a moment and nodded: "Alright, I'll leave it to you. Be careful, and retreat if things don't look right."

"clear."

Lin Feng got up and left the main hall, flying straight southwest on his sword.

The Sunset Mountain Range is 800 li away from Qingyun Palace, and it only takes a little over an hour for someone in the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm to travel there.

Lin Feng landed on a high ground, spread his divine sense around, and quickly detected the fluctuation of demonic energy in the southwest direction.

He used the Purple Gold Suppressing Robe to conceal all his aura.

He soon discovered a secluded valley where black tents stretched out in a row, dozens of black-robed demonic cultivators moved back and forth, and a concealment array was set up around the perimeter.

There were more than 30 tents, and the number of people was around 100.

In the middle of the camp was the largest black tent, and in front of it stood several burly men, all of whom were at the peak of the Golden Core stage.

Just as he was about to turn his gaze away, the curtain of the large tent was suddenly lifted.

A person cloaked in black emerged, tall and slender, with a thick and solid demonic aura surrounding them.

Lin Feng's pupils contracted slightly.

This person is even stronger than the black-robed one we encountered at the Misty Rain Pavilion; he's definitely at the Nascent Soul stage.

He retreated silently for several miles, and only flew back on his sword after confirming that no one was following him.

It was already dark when they returned to Qingyun Palace, but the lights in the main hall were still on. Master Xuanqing was still waiting for news.

Lin Feng told the truth about what he had found out.

Master Xuanqing's expression darkened: "A Nascent Soul cultivator leading the team... is more troublesome than expected."

"I will arrange for encrypted patrols, and report back immediately if there is any movement. As for that group of demonic cultivators... leave them alone for now, and wait until we find out what they are up to."

Lin Feng nodded and left the main hall.

As night deepened, he stood alone atop Xiaozhu Peak, gazing at the layered mountain shadows to the southwest.

The person who came out of that large tent, I wonder if he was related to the group of demonic cultivators who destroyed his spiritual roots ten years ago.