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The icy-cold killing intent raged in the cave for a long time before gradually dissipating.

Zhou Qing exhaled the impure breath as his state of mind gradually calmed down.

After concealing the traces of cultivation, he suddenly thought of something and with a slight thought, seven storage rings appeared in his palm.

During the battle at the canyon, Zhou Qing's harvest was not small.

Apart from the demon blood essence and the Dragon Eagle Egg, he had also taken down the storage rings of Yang Qilong and the six people from the Heavy Sword Sect.

Zhou Qing didn't have much hope towards Yang Qilong, the rogue cultivator, and the four Heavy Sword Sect disciples' storage rings. To put it bluntly, these few people were all poor, and even if they had some wealth, it would just be icing on the cake for him.

The Young Clan Master of the Heavy Sword Sect and Wu Tong were the big shots!

Sure enough, after a careful count, Zhou Qing was overjoyed.

After plundering the storage rings of Yang Qilong and the other four disciples, he had collected a total of three thousand gold coins, twenty Soul Concentrating Pills, and several other miscellaneous elixirs and medicines.

The combined wealth of these five individuals was only around 3200 gold. As for the Young Clan Master alone, his wealth was already around 6000 gold. The only thing lacking in beauty was that this person was a Spirit Opening cultivator. He only had several dozen Soul Concentrating Pills on him, while he had nearly a hundred Spirit Opening Pills.

As for Wu Tong, he was a noble elder of a sect. He had over ten thousand gold coins in his storage ring, nearly sixty Soul Concentrating Pills and a low rank magical equipment heavy sword.

These gains caused Zhou Qing's wealth to rise once more. In total, there were more than 120,000 gold and silver, and around 460 Soul Concentrating Pills. Compared to a normal Soul Condensation cultivator, he was already considered to be extremely wealthy.

They set out on their journey back to White Ridge City.

Four days had passed and Song Zixuan was about to set off. She was personally escorted by Sai Baifeng to Iron Core City.

As they were about to part, Zhou Qing did not rush to consolidate his cultivation. Instead, he spent half a day telling the little girl about the things she needed to pay attention to as he handed her a storage ring.

Spirit Opening Pills, Soul Concentrating Pills, two high-grade inscriptions, and dozens of talismans … Anything that Song Zixuan could use in the future, Zhou Qing had kept in this storage ring.

The next day, in front of Wan An Inn …

"Little girl, it's time to go." Zhou Qing rubbed Song Zixuan's hair, unwilling to part with her. The latter had long cried until tears fell from her face, pulling on his clothes, unwilling to leave.

"Listen to what Sister Feng has to say on the way. When we reach Iron Core City, you must train diligently, okay?"

After exhorting a few more things, Song Zixuan finally sobbed and nodded, "Big brother Evergreen, you promised me that you would come visit me when you're free. You must come …"

Zhou Qing smiled and nodded. After conversing with Sai Baifeng for a while, he finally followed the two of them and left.

Only after the two figures had disappeared from the city gate did he put away the faint smile on his face, his gaze somewhat complicated.

The path of cultivation was one of defying the heavens. Moreover, one's enemies were everywhere. If one wanted to be safe and sound, how could it be easy?

"I wonder when we will meet again …"

As Zhou Qingyu spoke, he shook his head to cut off his train of thoughts. Right now, his priority was to become stronger.

When he first entered the Soul Condensation stage, he needed a large amount of Soul Concentrating Pills to strengthen his cultivation, but after giving most of them to Song Zixuan, he didn't have much left.

After a moment of thought, Zhou Qing turned and walked back to the Wan An Chamber of Commerce. He wanted to buy a few hundred Soul Concentrating Pills, so he was prepared.

Through the Heaven's Eye Formation, they entered the Thousand An Trading Company.

"Young Master Song, what do you need?"

Seeing Zhou Qing walk in, the middle-aged man in uniform behind the counter immediately smiled and took the initiative to speak.

This person was the same shop assistant who had previously received Zhou Qing. During this period of time, the latter and Supervisor Sai had been very close. With his meticulous mind, he had long since seen through Zhou Qing's extraordinary character, so he didn't dare to slight him.

"Sell some things and buy another 300 Soul Concentrating Pills."

Zhou Qing took out all the magic tools, spiritual herbs, and pills that he had not been able to use. In an instant, he occupied more than half of the counter's space.

"We need an estimate. Young Master Song, please wait for a moment."

While he was waiting in the chamber of commerce, Zhou Qing swept his gaze across the hall and couldn't help but furrow his brows.

It was unknown whether it was a coincidence or a major event, but in this period of time, the flow of people in White Ridge City increased.

Just now, with a casual sweep, he saw a total of three peak Spirit Condensation cultivators and even an early stage Spirit Realm mage. Their auras were very strong.

"Master Song, the appraiser gave us a price of eight thousand gold. Look …"

The efficiency of the company was extremely high, and the shop assistant quickly returned with an offer of 8,000 gold. Zhou Qing muttered to himself for a moment before agreeing, handing the Demon Hunt Squad over to him.

After operating for a moment, the latter smiled and returned the storage ring and Demon Hunt Squad Token, "Sir Song, these are the three hundred Soul Concentrating Pills that you wanted. Deducting three thousand gold, the remaining five thousand gold has been deposited into your Demon Hunt Squad Token."

Zhou Qing nodded, and just as he was about to receive the goods, the clerk suddenly reminded him, "The auction of Wan An will be held in two days' time in White Ridge City. If Sir Song needs anything, you can come in with a Demon Hunt."

Auction?

Zhou Qing's heart skipped a beat and he asked, "Do you have any medicines or pills for refining meridians?"

After breaking through to the early stage of Soul Formation, he gained more control over his body and found some problems he hadn't noticed before.

Although the Solidified Blood Lotus had temporarily restored his meridians, his current rapid cultivation speed was too taxing for his body. At most, he would only be able to break through to the early stage of Spirit Opening and even the peak of the Spirit Condensation realm.

Therefore, he had no choice but to prepare for a rainy day and pave the way for his future cultivation as soon as possible.

"Yes, Pulse Forging Pill!"

The shop assistant pondered for a moment before nodding his head with certainty.

Zhou Qing's eyes lit up. For the sake of this Pulse Tempering Pill, he also needed to take a look at this auction.

With a word of thanks, Zhou Qing was just about to turn around and leave when a slightly surprised and moving female voice resounded in his ears.

"Master Song?"

Zhou Qing raised his eyebrows and looked over. He saw Chu Tianyu, dressed in a green tight suit and holding a magical sword in hand, walking over with a silver-haired old woman.

"Senior Chu."

Zhou Qing clasped his fists in surprise.

After not seeing her for a few days, Chu Yu's cultivation had improved a bit. He was brimming with energy and heroic spirit. Perhaps he had gained some insights from his battle with Rushing Thunder Saber's Cheng Shan that day.

But what surprised Zhou Qing even more was the old woman that accompanied her.

Although this person had a head full of silver hair, he was brimming with vigor and vigor. His vital energy and blood were restrained, and he faintly emitted a tyrannical aura.

As if she had noticed Zhou Qing's gaze, the old woman glanced at him apathetically before looking away. However, that single glance caused Zhou Qing to feel immense pressure, causing him to be overwhelmed with shock.

This old woman was a powerful mage!

"Wait here."

After instructing Chu Tianyu in an indifferent tone, the old woman headed straight for the counter.

Only after she left did Zhou Qing ask in a low voice, "Senior Chu, who is that?"

"The sect's law enforcement elder, Elder Dong."

Chu Tianyu simply said, as though he didn't want to introduce the other party to them.

The person who spoke the words didn't mean it. The person who heard it had his heart set on it. Zhou Qing's expression changed slightly.

That night before he attacked Black Wind Stronghold, he had heard a conversation between a disciple of the Red Dust Sect. The one who was suspected to be related to Bai Su's death was Elder Dong!

Taking note of this person's appearance, Zhou Qing did not linger on her body to avoid arousing suspicion. Instead, he changed the topic and asked: "Senior Chu, the experts gathered in White Ridge City recently shouldn't be just for the auction, right?"

Chu Tianyu nodded, her expression suddenly became solemn, "It has something to do with the Thousand Devil Cave."

"The Ten Thousand Devil Cave has changed. The seal has loosened and caused a large number of zombies and demons to rampage. Two nearby towns have already fallen, regardless of the cultivators or the mortals, none of them survived."

Pausing, anger appeared on Chu Yu's beautiful face, "In order to calm down the devil race as soon as possible, the Mysterious Sky Sect has issued a summoning order. All the major powers have sent out their experts, some of them have even sent out their experts. The experts who suddenly appeared in White Ridge City were mostly here for this reason.

Zhou Qing was speechless.

This topic was too serious. After a moment of silence, Chu Tianyu's beautiful eyes turned as she sized up Zhou Qing and said in surprise, "Sir Song has stepped into the Soul Condensation Realm?"

"I had a fortuitous break through."

As Zhou Qing spoke modestly, Elder Dong had finished his business and was walking towards them.

"Let's chat again when there's a chance."

Chu Tianyu did not say anything else and quickly said his farewells before hurriedly leaving the company behind her.

Seeing Chu Tianyu's reaction, Zhou Qing's eyes narrowed.

A disciple respecting a sect elder was a matter of course, but for some reason, he felt that Chu Yu's attitude towards this senior was a bit strange. It was not respect, but fear.

Could it be … What did Chu Tianyu find out?

Suppressing his doubts, Zhou Qing left the Wan An Chamber of Commerce. He had just broken through to the early Spirit Condensation realm, so he needed time to consolidate his cultivation.

Three hundred miles outside White Ridge City, at the foot of a mountain.

Wang Liang's face was deathly pale. His blood-stained clothes were torn and his body was riddled with wounds.

In front of him, there were three cultivators with black robes covering their faces. Their spirit energy surged and their killing intent surged.

The auras of these three people were extremely terrifying. One of them was in the late stage of Soul Formation while the other two were in the mid stage as well.

"Cough, cough …" Don't think that just because you're hiding your face that your grandfather can't recognize you. Isn't it just a dog from the Heavy Sword Sect? "

Wang Liang spat out a mouthful of blood and cursed angrily.

Without a word, the three black robed cultivators slowly approached Wang Liang, their killing intent overwhelming.

"Wu Tong! That old bastard was split in half by my grandfather's axe. If he wasn't injured, he wouldn't have …"

Wang Liang laughed miserably. Before he could finish his sentence, the black robed man in the later stage of the Soul Formation stage suddenly dashed out.

Pfft.

The blade flashed, and Wang Liang's voice stopped abruptly. The headless body leaned against the mountain wall, and as blood gushed out, it slowly fell to the ground.

The man in black stepped forward, put Wang Liang's head into a cloth bag and stored it in his storage ring before taking out a scroll.

Astonishingly, there were five names written on the scroll.

Wang Liang, Xu Dong, Yang Qilong, Liu Ru, Song Changqing!

Yang Qilong's name had already been crossed out by the brush. The black robed man bent over and dipped his finger in Wang Liang's blood, replacing it with blood. Once again, he crossed out the other party's name.

"There are three more people."

"Elder Mei, other than Song Zhangqing in White Ridge City who is unable to attack, the positions of the other two people have already been confirmed."

"Kill!"

Putting away the scroll, the man in black threw down a single word in a cold voice and quickly dashed out. The other two people behind him immediately followed, and in a short while, they disappeared into the forest.