Translator: CinderTL
"Is the Nine Deaths Grass really that precious? Worth a thousand high-grade spirit stones?" Song Wen asked.
The scholar replied, "The Nine Deaths Grass itself is only a Fourth-Tier Spirit Grass, but it's extremely rare. In terms of pure value, it's certainly not worth a thousand high-grade spirit stones. However, the Nine Deaths Grass has the ability to repair the human soul, making it priceless to those who need it."
Song Wen asked, "Why would the Chi Family want the Nine Deaths Grass?"
The scholar replied, "The Chi Family doesn't need the Nine Deaths Grass. Chi Qi is after it solely to target Jiang Lanruo. There seems to be some kind of feud between them."
"Do you know why Jiang Lanruo is searching for the Nine Deaths Grass?" Song Wen asked.
The scholar replied, "I'm just an outsider. Why would Jiang Lanruo tell me?"
"It seems you're not very useful after all."
With that, Song Wen prepared to devour the scholar's divine soul.
Though the scholar didn't know what Song Wen was planning, he understood that Song Wen intended to destroy his divine soul. He cried out urgently, "Fellow Daoist, wait!"
Song Wen looked at Shu Sheng with curiosity. "Fellow Daoist, do you have any last words?"
Shu Sheng replied, "If you spare me, I can help you trade with Chi Qi. Not only will this free you from the Jiang Family's control, but you'll also receive a thousand high-grade spirit stones. Once the matter is settled, I hope Fellow Daoist will grant me the opportunity to seize a body and cultivate again."
"No need," Song Wen said, and immediately devoured Shu Sheng's soul.
He turned to the Cosmic Transformation Incarnation, which was still locked in battle with the yin spiders.
The Incarnation possessed only forty percent of Song Wen's true cultivation and lacked any powerful secret arts or suitable Mystic Treasures, limiting its effectiveness.
Song Wen activated the Blood Sea Seal. A crimson ocean of blood surged forth from his feet, engulfing the Incarnation.
Countless yin spiders were swallowed by the Blood Sea.
The five-headed Fourth-Tier yin spider struggled desperately, but ultimately failed to escape the raging tide.
Song Wen watched, but he wasn't entirely satisfied.
The Blood Sea Seal, with its Supreme-Grade Mystic Treasure power, was becoming increasingly inadequate.
He needed to upgrade it to a Spirit Treasure as soon as possible.
After clearing the yin spider queen from the ground, the Blood Sea surged back up, flooding into the spider nest carved into the cliff face.
The hard rock of the cliff crumbled into dust under the relentless pressure of the Blood Sea.
The cliff began to cave inward as a whole.
Song Wen had wanted to search the yin spider nest for Nine Deaths Grass without risking a deep descent. This was how he'd arrived at this scene.
Before long, Song Wen had excavated a massive cavern dozens of li deep and several li high. He successfully unearthed a six- or seven-hundred-year-old Nine Deaths Grass plant and two more that were over a century old.
Song Wen didn't waste any more time exploring the spider nest, even though he might have found more Nine Deaths Grass.
He activated the Blood Sea Seal, transforming it into a thick blood pillar that slammed violently into the depths of the cavern.
The rock couldn't withstand the blood pillar's fierce impact. It shattered instantly, and the entire cliff face collapsed with a thunderous roar, leaving no trace of the yin spider nest.
Song Wen ascended into the sky, leaving Yin Spider Valley behind. He followed the path he'd taken to reach the valley, heading back toward the edge of Rotting Miasma Ridge.
Demon Subduing City.
The air was thick with the stench of blood, and the Spiritual Qi was unusually chaotic.
The city walls were coated in a thick layer of bloodstains, among which lay scattered countless mangled limbs and torsos—human, demon, and poisonous insect alike.
Some low-level cultivators were cleaning up the bloodstains and remains.
Jiang Lanruo, clad in white robes, stood atop the main tower's roof.
Her gaze was cold as she gazed towards Rotting Miasma Ridge.
A hint of weariness lingered between her brows, and a faint aura of Blood Qi emanated from her.
The recent beast tide had been fierce, claiming the lives of many Jiang Family members and rogue cultivators summoned to defend the city.
Fortunately, the tide had ultimately been repelled.
Jiang Lanruo couldn't yet determine whether the beast tide had truly retreated or had merely withdrawn to the edge of Rotting Miasma Ridge to regroup and prepare for a renewed assault.
Suddenly, a Nascent Soul Stage male cultivator flew over from the city, his expression urgent.
"Greetings, Great Elder," the cultivator said, bowing deeply to Jiang Lanruo's back.
Without turning, Jiang Lanruo asked coldly, "What is it?"
The cultivator replied, "Reporting to the Great Elder, the soul lamps of Jiang Wo and Jiang Chao have been extinguished."
As he spoke, two soul lamps suddenly appeared before him, slowly drifting towards Jiang Lanruo.
Jiang Lanruo lowered her gaze and saw that although the two soul lamps had been extinguished, a faint wisp of energy lingered.
This indicated that while Jiang Wo and Jiang Chao were dead, their divine souls remained.
"Scholar Kong Jin, Madam Wen, and that Ascended cultivator Ai Kun—what about their soul lamps?" Jiang Lanruo asked.
"Reporting to the great elder, Scholar Kong Jin's and Ai Kun's soul lamps have been completely extinguished, leaving not a trace of energy behind. Madam Wen's soul lamp..."
At this point, the male cultivator hesitated, his expression shifting to one of panic and fear.
Suddenly, a chill erupted from Jiang Lanruo, slamming directly into his face.
The male cultivator was terrified. Without further hesitation, he blurted out, "Madam Wen's soul lamp... is missing!"
"Missing!" Jiang Lanruo's voice held a hint of anger. "Didn't I tell you to keep a close watch on their soul lamps? How could it have gone missing?"
The male cultivator dropped to his knees in midair. "Great elder, please forgive me. Everything in the soul lamp pavilion was normal. This subordinate... this subordinate truly doesn't know why Madam Wen's soul lamp suddenly disappeared."
Jiang Lanruo asked, "Has anyone visited the soul lamp pavilion recently?"
The male cultivator said, "Only Young Master Jiang Yushan visited the soul lamp pavilion yesterday."
"Yushan?" Jiang Lanruo frowned slightly, a mixture of confusion and anger in her expression.
She had ordered Jiang Yushan to return to Shangchu City half a month ago, yet he had dared to return.
Moreover, the beast tide had already reached the outer perimeter of Rotting Miasma Ridge.
Demon beasts roamed the vicinity of Demon Subduing City, making it extremely dangerous.
Jiang Yushan's reckless decision to come to Demon Subduing City showed he treated his life like a game.
Jiang Lanruo extended her Divine Sense, rapidly searching the entire city.
However, her Divine Sense failed to detect Jiang Yushan's presence anywhere within the city.
"Do you know where he went after leaving the soul lamp pavilion?" Jiang Lanruo asked.
The male cultivator replied, "Young Master Jiang left the soul lamp pavilion and immediately took flight westward. He should have left Demon Subduing City."
Hearing this, Jiang Lanruo's usually cold expression instantly turned anxious.
The thought of Jiang Yushan encountering wandering demon beasts and poisonous insects outside the city filled her with involuntary fear.
"Quick! Send someone back to Shangchu City to check if his soul lamp is intact. Also, dispatch people to search for him near Demon Subduing City."
"Yes!" The male cultivator acknowledged the order and hurried away.
(End of the Chapter)
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