Chapter 83 The List of Sect Masters of Yanxi Sect Has Major Problems
"Why are you looking for your master instead of resting after returning to the sect?"
Song Yin: "Master, am I your only disciple?"
Qi Zibo didn't understand what she was up to, "Yes."
Song Yin: "Am I the future peak master of Danque Peak?"
A variety of schemes flashed through Qi Zibo's mind. "Of course you are the future peak master of Danque Peak." He locked the storeroom and asked, "Who whispered something they shouldn't have in your ear?"
Song Yin: "Am I the future hope of Danque Peak?"
Qi Zibo: "Yes."
Song Yin, palm up: "So I'm providing some refining materials so I can have my natal sword custom-made."
Qi Zibo turned and left; his apprentices were indeed all debt collectors.
Seeing this, Song Yin sighed deeply, "Alas! I can't rely on Master, I'd better go find Grandmaster."
"Wait a minute, come back." Qi Zibo called out to the debt collector's traitor.
Song Yin: "Master, is there anything else?"
Qi Zibo rummaged through his own space and took out four or five kinds of treasured refining materials. "Choose whatever you want."
Song Yin: "That's so embarrassing." Her hand naturally reached up to her, "Can I have them all?"
Qi Zibo gave a forced smile, "You can choose at most two; I still have a use for the rest."
Song Yin shut her mouth, quickly picked up the two types of refining materials, and headed towards the teleportation array.
Seeing that she was about to leave again, Qi Zibo pressed her for an answer: "Where are you going?"
Song Yin: "Forbidden Area".
Qi Zibo: "Do you have enough spirit stones? If not, I'll give you some more."
Song Yin turned back and reached out her hand, "Thank you, Master. You are the best master in the world."
"Take it, take it. I'm busy refining pills these next few days, so don't bother me unless it's absolutely necessary." Qi Zibo bought peace and quiet with spirit stones.
Song Yin, having gained a great deal, stepped into the teleportation array and was instantly transported to the forbidden area.
He ran to Master Lou's residence and knocked on the door, "Master, are you there?"
Lou Shuhe is improving the pill formulas. She wants to modify some of them and pass them down from generation to generation.
Hearing the familiar voice, she didn't get up, but simply said, "Come in."
Song Yin went in and greeted, "Greetings, Grandmaster."
Lou Shuhe carefully examined Song Yin. "Not bad, you've already reached the early stage of the Golden Core realm. What brings you here?"
Song Yin walked behind her grandmaster and helped massage his back. "Hehe, grandmaster, I want to customize my natal sword. All the materials are ready."
Lou Shuhe immediately understood Song Yin's implied meaning, "You Yong plans to go into seclusion in the next few days and wants him to forge your natal sword. Can what you have impress him?"
"You Yong?" It sounds like swimming, Song Yin subconsciously let her thoughts wander.
"That old ancestor from Tianqiao Peak."
Song Yin stopped her wandering thoughts and took out the materials she had prepared: "I have Nether Gold Stone, Mind-Clearing Sand, and Cloud-Patterned Mystic Crystal here..."
Lou Shuhe picked up the Nether Gold Stone in surprise and said, "I have a lot of things that are hard to find. It's amazing that you were able to collect them all. They are all rare and precious items... Alright, take the things and come with me to see You Yong." Lou Shuhe got up and walked out.
"Thank you, Grandmaster!" Song Yin hurriedly followed behind her Grandmaster with the things.
Lou Shuhe: "There's still a long way to go. Tell me about your experiences in the secret realm."
Song Yin selectively recounted some of the events that had occurred in the secret realm.
After listening, Lou Shuhe asked, "What about the souls of those people?"
Song Yin: "It's up to the sect leader to handle."
Lou Shuhe stopped and turned to look at Song Yin: "Do you know the temperament of our Yanxi Sect Leader?"
Song Yin asked, puzzled, "What's wrong with the sect leader?"
Lou Shuhe smiled and raised her hand to smooth Song Yin's stray hairs. "It's nothing. The sect leader is kind and benevolent; he's a very good person. We're almost there, let's keep going."
The dungeon of the Immortal Cloud Sect.
Several divine souls tried to escape, but each time they crashed into the barrier, they were thrown back and fell to the ground, writhing in pain.
The dungeon was pitch black, and the only exit was heavily guarded. Stepping inside, one was first hit by dampness and the stench of blood, followed by a mixture of nauseating odors.
A small insect stumbled into the dungeon when the exit opened, crawling along the corner of the wall following the skirt in front of it, until the person who came in sat on a clean chair, and new barriers and formations were set up around it. Only then did the insect realize that it could not get out.
It retraced its steps, only to find itself blocked by an invisible wall, and was struck by an electric current, ending its short life.
Sect Master Yan opened the small gourd, and several divine souls rushed out.
One of the divine souls flew too fast and crashed headfirst into the barrier. Although it was a soul without a physical body, it was as if struck by lightning and suffered unbearable pain.
"Which one of you is from the Qingxuan Sect?"
After the golden-robed talisman cultivator emerged, he wondered where he was. His gaze swept around and landed on the only living person sitting there, which startled him so much that he retreated repeatedly.
"You! You are the Sect Master of the Immortal Firmament Sect!"
"Oh? It seems someone knows this sect master." Sect Master Yan locked onto the golden-robed talisman cultivator. "Then you speak first. Tell me everything truthfully about your cultivation level, identity, and purpose for entering the Floating Dream Secret Realm in your previous life."
The woman before me spoke slowly and deliberately, her tone flat yet unsettling. Just sitting there instilled fear in those who dared not look her in the eye.
The golden-robed talisman cultivator wanted to wipe the sweat from his forehead, but then remembered that he was a soul and didn't sweat. "I'll talk, I'll talk! Please, Sect Master, have mercy and spare my life!"
The female cultivator in tight-fitting clothes: "Are you crazy?"
The golden-robed talisman cultivator glared back: "Shut up!" After cursing, he nodded and bowed, smiling obsequiously at Sect Master Yan.
These fools have never seen the methods of the Immortal Firmament Sect Master, so they are naturally not afraid. But I am different. Back then, I personally witnessed how she made a powerful figure wish he were dead.
"I, Feng Qing, am a disciple of the Qingxuan Sect. I am of average talent and have spent many years before I reached the Nascent Soul stage. I hold a minor position in the Qingxuan Sect. I entered the Floating Dream Secret Realm because we were all eyeing Miss Qu Ruoxuan's Heavenly Treasure Spiritual Body. I also secretly pursued her behind the back of the Qingxuan Sect."
Feng Qing spilled everything out like beans, making the several spirits beside him furious.
Those divine souls unrelated to them quietly huddled in a corner, trying to avoid being seen by Sect Master Yan.
Sect Leader Yan raised her hand towards the corner, but she was still speaking to the golden-robed talisman cultivator. "Is that so? You've been secretly capturing Heavenly Treasure Spirits for years, so that you can find new spiritual veins for them, right?"
The soul lurking in the corner was directly searched by Sect Master Yan—simple, brutal, but efficient. Confirming they had indeed killed Song Yin, he instantly obliterated their soul.
Feng Qing chuckled dryly, avoiding eye contact.
The fourth elder of the Zhang family looked up: "A new spiritual vein?"
Sect Leader Yan: "Look, there are still people who don't know. Is it just you who doesn't know, or is the entire Zhang family unaware?"
The fourth elder of the Zhang family looked bewildered.
The female cultivator in her tight-fitting clothes pondered to herself, "It's true that the higher-ups ordered us to capture Qu Ruoxuan because of the spiritual vein, but what's wrong with the old spiritual vein?"
The two members of the Immortal Alliance in the dungeon held positions that were neither low nor high. They were completely unaware of any important matters and only needed to obey orders.
Sect Leader Yan: "It seems that our friends from the Immortal Alliance are just following orders."
The female cultivator in her tight-fitting clothes, though a spirit, was terrified, breaking out in a cold sweat. "How did you know what I was thinking?"
The fourth elder of the Zhang family looked at his former accomplices in disbelief: "You actually lied to us! You said you would act on your own, but it turns out you were all just following orders!"
"How do I know what you're thinking?" Sect Master Yan found their flustered state amusing. "It's naturally thanks to the formation. You don't need to try to hide your thoughts, after all, I can also perform soul searches."
Feng Qing's legs went weak. "I beg Sect Leader Yan to spare my life. I will tell you everything I need to say."
Sect Leader Yan clapped his hands, and soon people from the Discipline Hall came in.
"Go and interrogate the Qingxuan Sect. You are permitted to directly search their souls," Sect Master Yan transmitted to the people in the Discipline Hall.
"Yes, ma'am."
After bowing to Sect Master Yan, the people from the Discipline Hall took away Feng Qing's soul.
"The Zhang family, the Immortal Alliance..." Sect Master Yan hesitated, wondering who to ask first. After thinking it over, she said, "Let's ask the people from the Immortal Alliance first. The Zhang family is not important."
The two members of the Immortal Alliance were unable to control their souls and were fixed in the air, trembling. All around them were magical artifacts specifically designed to suppress the soul.
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No one knew what had happened in the dungeon. The Immortal Firmament Sect disciples guarding the dungeon only knew that their sect leader had gone in less than fifteen minutes and had come out very kindly, asking them if their guarding was hard work. The dungeon guards thought to themselves, "Our sect leader is indeed a very kind and compassionate sect leader who cares about his disciples."
Once Song Yin's natal sword matter was settled, the air on the way back to Danque Peak was sweet and refreshing. Forging a high-level spiritual sword takes time, so she only needed to wait patiently.
When she returned to Danque Peak, the people on the main peak were already waiting for her.
"Senior Sister Song, the sect leader has ordered me to return your magic artifact." The young female cultivator handed over the small gourd with both hands.
"Thank you, junior sister." Song Yin put the small gourd into her spatial storage. "Did the sect leader say anything else?"
The female cultivator took out the folded note. "The sect leader also ordered me to personally deliver it to my senior sister."
When Song Yin opened it, there was only a short line of text.
All have been wiped out.
The paper note spontaneously combusted without a flame. Song Yin released her fingers, and the ashes rose with the wind.
Song Yin noticed the other person's hesitation. "Is there anything else?"
The female cultivator lowered her head, her palms sweating, her fingers constantly fidgeting with the hem of her clothes. "Um, um... Senior Sister Song, this disciple, Ruan Chaoxue, is also a pill cultivator. Could, could you please give me some guidance?"
Song Yin: "Are there alchemy cultivators among the main peak disciples?"
"No, no, no, I'm not a disciple of the main peak. I just sometimes take on missions from the main peak. Today, I happened to receive a mission to deliver a magic weapon to my senior sister," Ruan Chaoxue said nervously, her voice cracking several times.
She lied about something. Her arrival to deliver the magical artifact wasn't a coincidence. Rather, she volunteered to do so when the sect leader gave the order to send something to Danque Peak, for which she received disdain from the others.
It doesn't matter. As long as I can get guidance from my senior sister, I'm willing to endure a few disdainful looks. My senior sister is a genius in alchemy; she'll definitely be able to answer my questions.
The Heavenly Skill Peak Ancestor has already agreed to the matter of the Natal Sword, and the Sect Master has also resolved the matter of the Divine Soul. The remaining issues are not major matters, and we can spare some time to help guide them.
Song Yin led the group to the alchemy room: "Don't be nervous, come with me. Your name is Ruan Chaoxue, are you also an inner disciple?"
"Yes." Ruan Chaoxue looked up happily, her eyes seemingly sparkling, and followed closely behind Song Yin.
"What is your spiritual root? What is your current cultivation level? What grade of pills can you refine?"
"I have a water and wood spiritual root and a late Foundation Establishment cultivation level, so I can only refine some second-grade pills that are not very difficult to refine."
Song Yin pushed open the unused alchemy room and said, "Refine a second-grade fasting pill first. I need to see your alchemy process and techniques."
“Okay, Senior Sister.” Ruan Chaoxue took out her alchemy furnace and spiritual herbs.
Her hands were still trembling as she handled the herbs, but she was very fast and skilled at it, which showed that she had put in a lot of hard training.
Song Yin stood aside watching Ruan Chaoxue refine elixirs, her thoughts drifting again.
She still remembered the list her master had given her, and she remembered all twenty-five names on it. Why not ask Ruan Chaoxue about her impressions of them? Maybe she could hear something unusual about them.
Do you know Du Ci?
Ruan Chaoxue dropped the spiritual herb in her hand to the ground. "Senior Sister, do you recognize Senior Brother Du?"
Ruan Chaoxue reacted strongly when she heard Du Ci's name.
Song Yin said without changing her expression, "I heard that Du Ci, Ding Ruchun, Liu Ren, Wei Fulin and others are all alchemists with good inner sect alchemy skills, and they often take the initiative to teach disciples with weak foundations."
Ruan Chaoxue forced a smile, "That's right, they... are all fine."
Oh dear, there's a big problem with the people on the list Master gave us!
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Author's Note: Song Yin smiled: The sect leader is a very good person, isn't he?
The grandmaster's gaze drifted: It's good, but don't ask how it's good.
Song Yin: ...[fearful]
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