Chapter 120 The Old City Lord (Bonus Chapter for Monthly Tickets, Part 5)

That parting was a separation of life and death.

Wang Yu's relationship with his father was not very harmonious; they were more polite than close. The root of this was the fact that "his birth mother had died," which became a knot in his father's heart.

He could understand, which was why the father-son relationship had always been uneventful and not particularly close. Besides, he was a reincarnated person with memories of his past life.

Having become independent, I don't feel lonely. On the contrary, I feel that maintaining a certain distance is a comfortable way of communicating for both parties.

However, humans are not plants or trees, how can they be without feelings? After many years of living together, the kinship that was built was shaky, but its foundation was very solid.

He was still deeply saddened upon learning of his father's death. Now, standing before the tombstone, a thousand words of longing are poured out.

Yet there was complete silence.

Wang Yu knelt down, kowtowed three times, then turned and left.

It's time for revenge.

Following the address given by Old Man Ning, Wang Yu set off alone and arrived at the retirement home of the old city lord of Shihu City in less than half a day.

Located on a small mountain over 700 meters high outside the city, it seems to possess an unformed spiritual vein. The environment contains sparse spiritual energy, barely enough to sustain early-stage Qi Refining cultivation.

This was also someone who failed to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage, just like Duan Ping. However, he did not have the foundation of Duan Pangzi. After his failure, his cultivation level not only dropped to the fifth level of Qi Refining, but he also reached the end of his life.

He risked everything, even his entire fortune, but failed.

Like most people in the spiritual community.

He was not even 120 years old, but his whole body was full of signs of death. He was about to die, and had at most two years left to live.

"Creak—"

"who?"

The bamboo house floorboards creaked under Wang Yu's deliberate footsteps, causing the old city lord, who was sitting on a stool reeling in fishing line, to suddenly turn around and look.

He spotted Wang Yu, but even at such close range, he couldn't sense any presence. His expression turned serious for a moment, then relaxed.

"Fellow Daoist, is there something you need from this old man?"

"yes."

Wang Yu pulled up a stool and sat opposite the old city lord, gazing at the kind-looking old man before him. It was he who had sold him to the Reverse Spirit Blood Sect.

"Fellow Daoist, please speak freely. I am the former city lord of Shihu City. As long as it is within this scope, I will tell you everything I know without reservation."

Wang Yu nodded noncommittally and joked.

"You're dying, but you seem very afraid of me. Why?"

The old city lord chuckled.

"Fellow Daoist's cultivation is unfathomable. You were able to come to my side without making a sound. You must be no match for me. I am about to die... but I still have a few years to live."

"Oh, that's good news."

"It's better to live a miserable life than to die a good death," he said, and asked.

"I want to know whether it was you who contacted the Reverse Spirit Blood Sect or the old man surnamed Ning who contacted you regarding the spirit slave trade."

The old city lord was startled, but then smiled indifferently.

"So that's what it is. This matter isn't a secret at the higher levels. All three Nascent Soul forces near the Broken Boundary Mountains were involved. They sent many seedlings with no potential for cultivation to the Demon Realm."

"It can also earn a sum of spirit stones. At first, only Core Formation cultivators did it. After it grew in scale, it alarmed the Nascent Soul Ancestor and even triggered the war between good and evil three hundred years ago."

"After this battle, this business was preserved. Shihu City is small in scale and joined late, more than ten years ago. Since you know Old Man Ning, you should also know his style of doing things."

"How could I, a mere Qi Refining cultivator, be qualified to contact him? He was the one who came to me. They prepared the list for the first transaction."

"After all, I didn't know about this at the time, and I wasn't prepared."

Wang Yu frowned.

"Was that the first batch sixteen years ago?"

"Sixteen years ago... Yes, that's right."

The old city lord was somewhat surprised, but before he could think it through, Wang Yu asked his second question.

"What would the Lingjiu Sect need so many young girls for? Besides, they are all mortals, with few potential cultivators."

This question left the old city lord speechless. He opened his mouth with a troubled look in his eyes and touched his heart.

"This matter... Fellow Daoist, you'd better not investigate. I'm under a restriction; if I speak of it, I'll surely die. I want to live for two more years and fish for another two years."

"Oh--"

Wang Yu's expression turned cold.

"Speak and you may live; don't speak and you will die now."

The old city lord was truly surprised that Wang Yu would still kill him even after he had cooperated so much. It seems there might be an old grudge, and he had come specifically to find him.

They weren't gathering information because of his former status as the city lord.

broken!

A bad feeling flashed through his mind, and the old city lord forced a smile, took a few steps back, and said:

“Fellow Daoist, it’s not that I’m unwilling, but the waters inside are too deep. Foundation Establishment cultivators are just pawns, and I don’t know much about them either. Over the years, I’ve only sent some mortal women to the Lingjiu Sect.”

"If you insist on investigating, not only will I die, but you won't escape either. This is a disaster..."

Boom—

Suddenly, a talisman exploded behind Wang Yu, and a deep red lava fireball ignited the entire bamboo house. The old city lord escaped from the sea of ​​fire.

Just as he was about to take out his flying artifact and get up there, he heard a faint voice in his ear.

Where are you going?

Wang Yu, covered in black armor, stood unharmed beside the old city lord, his hand already gripping the back of his neck, a cold and irresistible force.

It almost froze his blood.

The old city lord, with a mournful face, said in an almost pleading tone, "Fellow Daoist, it's not that I'm unwilling, but I simply can't say it!"

"Then I'll borrow your soul for a while."

When the Soul Devouring effect was activated, the old city lord's expression changed drastically.

"I'll talk! I'll talk!"

"It is desire—"

*Smack*

Having just uttered a single word, the old city lord's head suddenly exploded in front of Wang Yu, leaving only a few remnants of his soul to be absorbed by the Black Fiend Armor.

"Desire? Desire for what..."

Wang Yu sighed with regret. It seemed that the restrictions had indeed been placed on him, and the management was so strict. It was a pity that he was not a Core Formation cultivator and did not know the Soul Searching Technique.

Looking at the ghost face that had appeared on the Black Fiend Armor, his thoughts drifted.

"I wonder if this remnant soul can be extracted for soul searching again."

Unfortunately, it's too late to say anything now.

No matter how he deals with it, the old city lord is going to die. The things involved behind this are much bigger than he imagined, so it seems that he shouldn't get too involved.

Wang Wu must know about this as well.

After all, it was he who proposed the idea of ​​offering young women as tribute, and he even offered up his own younger sister. Over the past five years, Shihu City has suffered a lot of persecution.

It's unclear whether Old Man Ning's mission is related to this matter.

"Desire... perhaps it's someone's name."

Having made up his mind, he confiscated all of the old city lord's property, which actually amounted to only a few spirit stones. He had used all his savings to buy that Blood Reversal Pill.

It's far less than the wealth of Wang Yu, a Qi Refining stage tycoon.

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