Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

Song Wen specializes in looking for places with thick clouds and fog.

Sometimes when flying deep into the clouds, he would restrain his breath, stop using his magic power, and let his body fall freely under the influence of gravity.

When he was about to fall out of the clouds, he used his magic power again and galloped forward.

Song Wen's whereabouts were erratic, which caused great trouble to Xing Yixuan's tracking.

She had to stop her escape from time to time, carefully search for Song Wen's remaining aura, and refocus on Song Wen's escape direction.

The two chased and escaped, and soon covered a distance of tens of thousands of miles.

Xing Yixuan's patience was gradually worn away.

She waved the wave flag in her hand, and several streams of water suddenly emerged, rushing in all directions in front of her.

The clouds and mist were stirred by the rapids, churning endlessly.

These rapids failed to find any trace of Song Wen. Instead, they washed away the weak aura left behind by Song Wen, making tracking even more difficult.

Xing Yixuan stopped looking away, her expression as gloomy as water.

"snort!"

A cold snort came from Xing Yixuan's mouth, filled with deep unwillingness and anger.

Letting an early-stage Jindan cultivator escape from her hands made this genius of the Xing family feel that he had lost face.

Xing Yixuan danced the water flag again, and the rapids surged and danced around.

The water flows through the clouds and mist, like angry dragons, roaring and tumbling, turning the surrounding clouds and mist upside down, which is thrilling.

After venting her frustration, Xing Yixuan calmed down.

She gave up the useless pursuit, escaped from the clouds, and headed towards the Fang Zhu Islands.

Those water flows were out of control, pouring down like the Milky Way from the nine heavens.

The sea surface was instantly stirred up by layers of huge waves, with countless splashes and turbulent waves.

Under the deep sea, a dark place that the sun cannot reach.

The sea water automatically separated, forming a waterless area, and two figures stood prominently in it.

One of them is a tidal demon that is more than two feet tall.

The other figure is quite strange. It looks like a human figure, but it has an eagle head on its neck. It has no arms on its shoulders, but a pair of wings as black as ink.

"These human races are really hateful. They are using magic indiscriminately on this sea. Those rapids just now have killed countless sea races."

The tidal demon's sharp gaze looked directly at Xing Yixuan who was retreating across the endless sea water.

The eagle-headed man said, "Yuanhao, don't get angry. A little impatience will ruin the big plan. This place is too close to the territory of the human Xing family. If you and I show up rashly, I may arouse the Xing family's vigilance and ruin our big things."

The tidal demon known as 'Yuan Hao' sounded slightly dissatisfied.

"It's not your bird family who died. Of course it doesn't matter to you Feng Ying."

Feng Ying said, "We, the Bird Clan, are the demon clan most oppressed by the human race. In the inner sea, there are many islands with strong spiritual energy, all of which are occupied by the Human Race. They practice and multiply there, and wantonly ask for the treasures of the world. And we, the Bird Clan, are the most oppressed by the human race. , but can only be forced to live in the desolate open sea, with thin spiritual energy and few islands, and from time to time have to face violent natural and earthly disasters in the open sea."

Tide Demon said, "Since you hate humans so much, why do you want to transform into a bug-like human form, and you are so nondescript."

Feng Ying said, "It's just for convenience. I have just started practicing this art of transformation and am not yet proficient in it. With a little practice, I will be able to transform into a real human form. No one will be able to tell the difference."

...

After Song Wen got rid of Xing Yixuan, he waited in the clouds and mist for a day before flying to Fang Zhu Island.

After approaching Fang Zhudao, he disguised himself as a late-stage foundation-building monk and walked with a sword.

Song Wen returned to the cave, adjusted his breath and recovered for a few days, and after recovering his magic power, he took out the single-month message slip.

[Mrs. Xing, the Tide Demon has been obtained, when will you and I trade? 】

A few breaths later, Shan Yue replied to the message.

[Fellow Taoist is indeed very powerful. He returned successfully in just over a month. Now that the Tide Demon has been obtained, how about trading it today? 】

【Then today. Where does Mrs. Xing want to trade? 】

[How about Tingfeng Pavilion? There is a secret room there, which is not easily accessible to outsiders. 】

Song Wen thought for a moment and rejected Shan Yue's proposal.

[The people in Tingfeng Pavilion have many eyes, and Mrs. Xing has an outstanding appearance, which makes it easy to attract attention. 】

Tingfeng Pavilion is in the city. If the other party has malicious intentions, it will be extremely difficult for Song Wen to escape.

[It seems that fellow Taoist, you are still worried about me. In this case, you and I can trade in Tianya Mountain in the western suburbs. 】Shan Yue Chuan said.

Tianya Mountain is located fifty miles west of Fangzhu City. It is a mountain with ordinary spiritual energy.

This mountain was opened up by the Xing family with some "D" caves, which were leased to some low-level casual cultivators.

【good! An hour later, I was waiting for Mrs. Xing at the top of Tianya Mountain. 】

【One word is settled. In addition, Taoist friends don’t need to be so guarded against me. To show my sincerity, I would like to reveal Xing Liren’s alchemy place to fellow Taoists first. He plans to refine the Heavenly Spirit Pill at Zhenbao Peak. 】

【Jumbo Peak? Could it be the peak where the Treasure Fair is held on the tenth day of every month? 】

【Exactly here. 】

[If you tell me the location first, aren't you afraid that I will break my promise and swallow your Tide Demon? ] Song Wen asked.

[Fellow Taoist chose to keep our mother and son alive, not because I thought of my identity and status in the Xing family, so that I could provide help to fellow Taoist. Now, how could fellow Taoist betray his trust just because of a tidal demon? 】

Song Wen frowned slightly.

In Shan Yue, not only did this woman's temperament change drastically, but she also began to work hard to improve her cultivation. How come her brain also became better?

This is not a good thing for Song Wen.

After all, dealing with smart people is often more difficult and troublesome than dealing with stupid people.

But as Shan Yue said, she was still useful to Song Wen, and there was no need for Song Wen to break his trust for a tidal demon.

An hour later.

Shan Yue arrived at the top of Tianya Mountain as promised, but did not see Song Wen. There was only a Holy Armor Gu waiting here.

Holy Armor Gu placed the storage bag in his mouth on the ground, flapped his wings, and left quickly.

Shan Yue picked up the storage bag and after examining it, a hint of joy flashed across her beautiful face.

She put the storage bag in her arms and walked away with her sword.

...

After learning that Xing Liren chose Zhenbao Peak to refine the Tianling Pill, Song Wen began to pay close attention to this mountain.

Zhenbaofeng is about five hundred miles away from the black market and about a thousand miles away from Fangzhu City.

Xing Liren's choice of this place to refine elixirs must be the result of careful consideration.

This place is not far away from Fang Zhucheng, or close or not.

There is a maze on this mountain, and the top of the mountain is shrouded in fog all year round, and everyone has long been accustomed to this.

Xing Liren chose to refine elixirs in this mountain, which could easily confuse others.

Song Wen pretended to be a passerby and investigated Zhenbao Peak several times.

I found that everything was normal on this mountain.

The Treasure Party on the night of the tenth day of the lunar month will continue as usual.

At other times, the mountain is shrouded in mist and no one enters or exits.