101: Spirit

Xu Sanyan narrowed his eyes, savoring the delicious dishes on the table, while Cui Sheng sat nearby with a bitter expression.

Actually, looking at the entire matter, Cui Sheng was not wrong. It was Xu Sanyan who coveted the Cui Family's precious medicines and techniques, and it was Xu Sanyan who coerced him first. If one were to calculate carefully, he was the one who was utterly wicked.

But the world is like this, the strong prey on the weak. Since the Cui Family was not as strong as Xu Sanyan, they could only be slaughtered.

Cui Sheng's desire for revenge was also not wrong, but he chose the wrong method. He should not have falsely hoped for others; relying on others is unreliable.

Xu Sanyan put down his chopsticks, stood up, and patted Cui Sheng's shoulder, “Don't be so naive in your next life.”

Cui Sheng immediately vomited fresh blood, his internal organs shattered by the surging magic power. His eyes gradually lost their color but remained wide open, unwilling to close even in death.

Xu Sanyan gently helped him close his eyes, “When you go down, say hello to Old Master Cui for me…”

Cui Sheng said nothing, quietly lying on the table.

At this moment, the restaurant was bustling with noise and many diners; no one noticed them.

Xu Sanyan placed a silver ingot on the table, then stepped out. The Fiend followed closely behind, and the two figures quickly disappeared at the street corner.

It wasn't until evening, when the restaurant had quieted down considerably, that the waiter noticed something amiss. Upon checking his breath, the man had been gone for a long time…

…

Xu Sanyan traveled through the night, heading towards the Guangyuan Sect.

The incident with Cui Sheng was just a small interlude; Xu Sanyan didn't take it to heart.

A crescent moon hung in the sky, casting a dim glow on the earth. The city gradually fell behind until it completely disappeared, and in the vast world, he seemed to be the only one left.

As night deepened, a clear ringing sound of bells suddenly came from ahead. Xu Sanyan stopped, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, feeling the sound was somewhat familiar.

A playful figure emerged from the darkness, looking at Xu Sanyan and excitedly waving, “Hi, what a coincidence, we meet again.”

The person who came was Qin Manyang.

Xu Sanyan's eyes flickered. This woman was indeed strange. His gaze then fixed on her clothes, and he silently mused, “These clothes… look familiar.”

They looked very much like the ones she had given him before, which Xu Sanyan had tied around his waist. Later, fearing there might be a problem, he threw them away. Why would she be wearing them?

Qin Manyang smiled shyly, lowering her head to sniff, “Why throw away perfectly good clothes? I just happened to pick them up, so I'm wearing them.”

She was still a good woman for managing a household.

Xu Sanyan forced a smile, “So… you've been following me?”

“Of course not!” Qin Manyang shook her head in denial, feeling a bit shy as she pinched the wrinkled corner of her clothes.

“Didn't you say you were going to Qiyang Mountain to look for a Legacy?” Xu Sanyan asked.

“I didn't find it. Qiyang Mountain is so big, how long will it take me to find it alone? Otherwise…”

Qin Manyang's round eyes turned into crescent moons, revealing a hint of slyness amidst her cuteness, “Will you accompany me?”

Xu Sanyan pursed his lips. This woman was mysterious, and he didn't want to deal with her much, but she seemed to have set her sights on him and kept pestering him.

Xu Sanyan didn't believe it was a coincidence.

“I have other matters, so I won't accompany you,” Xu Sanyan cupped his hands, bypassed her, and left.

Qin Manyang raised her eyebrows, looked at the direction, “Are you going to the Guangyuan Sect?”

“How do you know?” Xu Sanyan stopped.

“Hmph, of course I know. Do you know who the Sect Master of the Guangyuan Sect is?” Qin Manyang said proudly.

“Oh?”

Xu Sanyan turned his head. Could this woman be related to the Sect Master of the Guangyuan Sect?

Is it really such a coincidence?

Qin Manyang revealed her white teeth, “The Sect Master of the Guangyuan Sect is named Daoist Guangyang, a Soul Refinement Realm Cultivator!”

“And then?” Xu Sanyan asked.

“What then?” Qin Manyang was puzzled.

“What's your relationship with the Sect Master of the Guangyuan Sect?”

“Eh? When did I say I had a relationship with him?” Qin Manyang looked utterly bewildered.

Xu Sanyan, “…?”

Thinking back carefully, she really hadn't said it!

Then why are you putting on such an arrogant act?

Crazy!

“What do you want from me? Just say it directly.” Xu Sanyan was too lazy to continue entanglement with her. If he wasn't worried about not being able to defeat her, he would have already acted.

Qin Manyang playfully licked her red lips with her tongue, her eyes filled with anticipation, “Um, that hairpin you got from that old nun before, are you selling it?”

Xu Sanyan sneered inwardly. As expected, there was something.

“What's your price?” Although Xu Sanyan didn't intend to sell it, he still asked.

Qin Manyang held up three fingers, “Thirty Spirit Stones?”

Xu Sanyan turned to leave. Qin Manyang quickly chased after him, “Forty, forty!”

“Not selling.”

“That thing is useless in your hands. Give it to me, give it to me, I have a use for it.”

“What use?”

“Uh…” Qin Manyang paused.

Xu Sanyan made to leave, and Qin Manyang indeed couldn't hold back, saying loudly, “That hairpin should, possibly, probably be a key.”

Xu Sanyan raised his eyebrows, repeating, “A key? A key to what?”

Qin Manyang's eyes rolled, revealing a hint of foolish cleverness amidst her cuteness, “You promise to sell it to me, and I'll tell you.”

“Say it or don't.” Xu Sanyan turned his head away disdainfully, continuing on his way.

Qin Manyang quickly caught up, “Let's talk nicely, or how about you name a price?”

“Ten thousand Spirit Stones,” Xu Sanyan said without looking back.

“Why don't you just rob me?” Qin Manyang covered her mouth in shock.

“I told you, you can't afford it. Stop pestering me. With this effort, you might as well go to Qiyang Mountain more often. What if you find a Legacy?”

Qin Manyang pouted, her expression very conflicted.

The two walked one after another until dawn. Xu Sanyan turned to look at Qin Manyang, “Why are you following me?”

“I want the hairpin,” Qin Manyang said loudly.

“No.”

“Hmph.”

“Unless you tell me why you want the hairpin, then I'll consider letting you have it.”

“Really?” Qin Manyang said, surprised.

“Mm.”

Qin Manyang thought for a moment and said, “That hairpin might be a key to a certain place. According to ancient records, the Four Venerables Seeking Immortality Sect, besides their ghost-refining techniques, were also particularly skilled in methods of Cultivating the Divine Soul.”

Qin Manyang mysteriously looked left and right, then lowered her voice, “It is said that back then, that demonic sect slaughtered the people of an entire country and used a secret technique to create a Small World. The Physical Body cannot enter; only the Soul can. It is a treasure land for Cultivators to Soul Refining.”

“Cultivating the Soul?” Xu Sanyan subconsciously licked his lips, a hint of desire appearing in his eyes.

Qin Manyang nodded, “I don't know exactly how to Cultivate, but what the ancient records say should be correct, and that old nun might have found the entrance.”

“How does the Soul detach from the body?” Xu Sanyan asked.

With his current cultivation, which was gradually reaching Perfection, he couldn't achieve Soul Emergence.

Qin Manyang shook her head, “I don't know. Maybe when we find the entrance, there will be a way.”

“Where did you get the ancient records?” Xu Sanyan looked at her.

“From home, of course.”

Xu Sanyan's eyes flickered, his thoughts churning.