Chapter 29: Dark Night, High Winds
“You can get stuck in traffic in the sky? This isn’t some cave dwelling ruins, why would there be a flying with [object] restriction?” Ling Xiaoxing glared at Li Ming.
“This one is also a Fellow Daoist from Wuhua Palace?” Li Ming chuckled. “To tell you the truth, I encountered a pedantic orthodox Cult on the way, and we had a slight argument, which delayed us for some time with a battle.”
Anyone with eyes could tell that Li Ming was talking complete nonsense.
Ling Xiaoxing saw no need to delve deeper, keeping a watchful eye on their surroundings.
“Fellow Daoist, are you looking for someone?” Li Ming asked.
“Just you? Where are the other people from the Soul Refining Sect?”
“I am enough. We didn’t agree on how many people would come for the transaction before.”
Li Ming took off his coat and, like a pervert, lifted his clothes, which made Ling Xiaoxing feel disgusted.
He was covered in Qiankun Bags, a total of ten.
“There are ten Small Qiankun Bags in total, each with ten thousand Spiritual Stones. Just as we agreed, we are trading for ten Marrow Cleansing Elixirs. You can confirm.”
Li Ming placed the ten bags on the ground.
Ye Changsheng walked over and began opening and counting them one by one.
The Small Qiankun Bag is an extremely special Spiritual item, imbued with spatial-related divine abilities and Sorcery, allowing it to store Spiritual Items.
However, these spatial-related divine abilities and Sorcery can only be mastered by high-level Cults, and their creation is not easy. The value of a Qiankun Bag is naturally not cheap, and its maintenance also requires considerable cost.
Just like the cheapest low-grade ones Li Ming carried. The Soul Refining Sect was poor and couldn’t afford expensive ones, so they had to make do with ten low-grade ones.
In contrast, Wuhua Palace was much more affluent, with Inner Disciples all equipped with a mid-grade Small Qiankun Bag.
Without money, one couldn’t possibly cultivate immortality. Ye Changsheng suddenly felt that what Ling Xiaoxing said was very real.
“These ten Small Qiankun Bags are not free. You have to return them to the Soul Refining Sect after the transaction!” Li Ming reminded him.
“Who wants them? I wouldn’t even take them if you gave them away for free,” Ling Xiaoxing said, rolling her eyes at him.
Li Ming was ridiculed, his face darkening, but he remembered his uncle’s instructions and couldn’t act out.
“They have all been counted. There are indeed one hundred thousand Spiritual Stones,” Ye Changsheng said, standing up. “Senior Sister Xiaoxing, give them the Marrow Cleansing Elixirs.”
“Here, take it.”
Ling Xiaoxing tossed a small bag to Li Ming.
“This Small Qiankun Bag is a gift, no need to return it.”
Li Ming caught the bag and confirmed that there were ten Marrow Cleansing Elixirs inside. He forced himself to say, “Th-thank you, Fellow Daoist, for the gift.”
“This belongs to Wuhua Palace, not Senior Sister Xiaoxing,” Ye Changsheng stated.
Li Ming’s face twitched, suppressing jealousy and anger within him. “Then on behalf of the Soul Refining Sect, I th-thank Wuhua Palace for the gift.”
Ling Xiaoxing collected all one hundred thousand Spiritual Stones and took out the transaction list.
“Can you sign the transaction list as our representative?”
“Yes, of course. My uncle is the Vice Sect Master. He’s busy today, so I’m here on his behalf.”
Li Ming used his Spiritual Power to sign for the Soul Refining Sect and even affixed an unforgeable seal.
The transaction was considered concluded, but the outcome was unexpectedly smooth.
“Do you… have anything else?” Ling Xiaoxing asked Li Ming suspiciously.
“No, happy trading. I hope the Soul Refining Sect will have another transaction with Wuhua Palace,” Li Ming said with a smile, collecting the two copies of the transaction document.
“Let’s go, Senior Sister Xiaoxing.”
Ye Changsheng and Ling Xiaoxing left Yunshui Bridge.
After the two disappeared from Li Ming’s sight, he removed his disguised face.
“F*ck you! You damn couple, you actually look down on our Soul Refining Sect so much!”
Li Ming, like a mad dog, kept kicking the railing of Yunshui Bridge.
But remembering his uncle’s plan, he sneered.
“Heh, once the transaction is complete, whatever ‘happens’ to Wuhua Palace afterwards will have nothing to do with our Soul Refining Sect.”
…
“Wuxiao, since the mission is complete, let’s hurry back!” Ling Xiaoxing said to Ye Changsheng.
Ye Changsheng looked up at the sky. It was already night.
“No, Senior Sister Xiaoxing. It’s too dangerous to leave the city now. The Great Soul Refining Technique practiced by the Soul Refining Sect becomes more powerful when the Yin Energy is dense at night, giving them an advantage.”
“This…” Ling Xiaoxing hesitated.
Ye Changsheng was right. If it was night, the Soul Refining Sect members would be stronger than during the day.
Furthermore, flying with [object] at night made one vulnerable to sneak attacks. Leaving now was indeed not a wise choice.
“Then let’s stay. They probably wouldn’t dare to go too far in the city. As soon as the sun rises tomorrow, we’ll return to Wuhua Palace.”
“Okay,” Ye Changsheng agreed.
The two found an inn and paid to rent a room.
As a precaution, Ling Xiaoxing booked all the rooms on the entire floor.
They waited together in the central room until night. Nothing happened until deep in the night.
Ye Changsheng yawned, “Senior Sister Xiaoxing, I’m going back to my room to sleep.”
“Don’t go to sleep!” Ling Xiaoxing blocked Ye Changsheng.
“But I really can’t hold on any longer. My mind is almost at its limit lately.”
“Th-then sleep in my room. You can’t leave anyway!”
Ye Changsheng raised an eyebrow. “I have a habit of sleeping naked, and I also like to move around. Is that okay…”
“Y-you, why are you so perverted!”
Ling Xiaoxing seemed to imagine the scene, her face turning red.
“Even if you asked me to change, it would be difficult.”
“Alright, alright. I know you. Go to the room next door, so if anything happens, I can handle it.”
“Oh, got it.”
“Hey, wait!”
“What is it?”
“Take this.” Ling Xiaoxing handed the Small Qiankun Bag to Ye Changsheng. “You’re good at escaping. If anything happens, just run first, don’t mind me.”
Ye Changsheng took the bag and put it away. “Understood.”
He returned to the adjacent room, took off his clothes, and promptly lay down on the bed. All these sounds were clearly heard by Ling Xiaoxing.
“Sometimes, I really don’t understand what this guy is thinking,” Ling Xiaoxing muttered.
…
On a dark and windy night, a group of figures in black robes appeared in the woods next to the inn, looking at the inn where Ye Changsheng and Ling Xiaoxing were staying with intense killing intent.
“Uncle, is it time to act now?” a disfigured middle-aged man asked.
The appearance of this group was completely different from that of the Soul Refining Sect members.
But in reality, they were the ones sent by the Soul Refining Sect for the transaction, and they had changed their faces.
Li Lianqing, who had transformed into a tall, thin bald man, spoke with a low, hoarse voice.
“Li Ming, for the Soul Refining Sect, we have become like this. Tonight’s plan cannot afford even the slightest failure.”
