Published: February 24, 2025
Afterwards, Tan Yun stored the Qiankun Ring of Qiu Qilin, Duan Min, and thirty-six others into his possession.
After some contemplation, he chose not to visit Mu Mengyi in the Beast Vein.
At present, the elder two of the Beast Spirit Lineage, Murong Hong, would undoubtedly want to eliminate him after he had killed his grandson, Murong Kun.
With this determination, Tan Yun summoned the severely damaged Supreme-Grade Spirit Weapon Spirit Vessel and flew towards the Danmai Mountain Gate, which was six hundred thousand miles away.
The Spirit Vessel, stretching three hundred zhang, sliced through the air above the mountains like a transparent bolt of lightning...
Inside the Spirit Vessel's cultivation room, Tan Yun took out fifty-seven Qiankun Rings. Among them, twenty-one belonged to Qiu Qilin and twenty-one other law enforcement disciples.
After counting, he obtained Spirit Stones, totaling six million if calculated as middle grade. Among these, Qiu Qilin had five million alone, indicating that as the only son of the inner sect law enforcement elder, he had extorted plenty of Spirit Stones from the disposable disciples.
In addition to the Spirit Stones, he also found three low-grade spirit grade earth escape talismans, five middle-grade spirit grade invisibility talismans, and six middle-grade spirit grade thunder talismans.
Talisman below the treasure grade are all single-use. For instance, the power of the middle-grade spirit grade thunder talisman is equivalent to a full-force strike from a thunder fetal soul cultivator at the sixth level of the fetal soul realm.
Tan Yun shook his head in disappointment; aside from the Spirit Stones, the other magic treasures were undoubtedly useless to him.
Thinking ahead to when he would return to the Danmai and be able to devour the fire seeds of ice and fire attributes to cultivate the primordial flame and primordial ice flame, his eyes filled with hope...
At the same time, in Huangfu Fang City, in the Hall of Discipline.
Inside the magnificent hall, a spirited elderly man in his sixties sat on a jade chair, sipping high-quality spirit tea, appearing relaxed and content.
From his features, it was evident that he bore some resemblance to Qiu Qilin.
This man was the inner sect law enforcement elder, Qiu Yongming.
“Bang!”
At that moment, the hall door was suddenly slammed open, and a middle-aged man dressed in law enforcement attire rushed in in a panic, shouting, “Elder Law Enforcement, there's a big problem!”
Qiu Yongming, who was enjoying his tea, paused, raising an eyebrow, “Huang Steward, what is so alarming?”
“Reporting to Elder Law Enforcement,” Huang Quan said with great distress, “Young Master Qiu... Young Master Qiu's life lamp has gone out…”
“Slap!”
The Spirit Cup in Qiu Yongming's hand fell to the ground, and his body shook violently, “You, you, you... what did you say?”
“Elder Law Enforcement, please grieve,” Huang Quan's eyes were red, “Young Master Qiu is gone.”
“Boom!”
The news of Qiu Kiling's death struck Qiu Yongming's mind like a thunderclap, piercing his heart like a rusted, dull sword!
“No... impossible! You must have seen it wrong! How could my son die!”
Qiu Yongming clutched his chest, shaking his head vigorously, tears streaming down his face as he glared at Huang Quan, roaring, “My son has always been in the Fang City; Fang City is my domain, he cannot possibly die!”
“Go and check again; make sure you haven’t misread the life lamp!”
Huang Quan knelt down abruptly, steeling himself, “Elder Law Enforcement, I have confirmed it; today, Young Master Qiu led twenty law enforcement disciples to guard the city, and now both Young Master Qiu and the twenty law enforcement disciples' life lamps have gone out!”
“Gone out...” Qiu Yongming murmured, suddenly erupting into a hoarse roar, “Ah... ah!”
The resounding sound wave shook the vast Hall of Discipline, causing it to tremble, “Find out! You must find out who killed my son!”