UGB Chapter 72 The Birth of Old Demon Wang
Chapter 72 The Birth of Old Demon Wang
"Going to Biling Island to mine requires careful planning. For now, let's find the location of the Xuan Bone Ruins first."
Qingfeng picked up a pastry, put it in his mouth, and took a bite.
With nothing else to do, he silently spread his divine sense to every corner of the Wonderful Sound Sect.
They started eavesdropping on the female disciples outside, listening to their gossip about Tianxing City.
These gossips cover everything, a wide variety of topics, with countless juicy tidbits, which he listened to with great interest.
"Huh, the top-floor quiet room has soundproofing."
Qingfeng raised an eyebrow; inside, it must be Wang Ning talking to her father-in-law, Wang Heng.
How about we eavesdrop?
Soundproof barriers at the Core Formation level might be effective against ordinary Core Formation cultivators, but for Qingfeng, whose spiritual sense far surpasses that of his peers and who is well-versed in formations, they are nothing more than a slightly thicker layer of paper.
With a thought, he secretly sent his divine sense inside.
At this moment, the atmosphere inside the room was not the pleasant conversation between father and daughter that Qingfeng had imagined; instead, it was filled with a strong sense of tension.
There stood Wang Ning, dressed in a purple dress, with a stubborn expression on her face.
"Father, are you going to give away those female disciples in the sect who are of decent quality and good looks again?"
Can't we operate based on our strength, just like a formal chamber of commerce?
Wang Ning questioned her father.
Wang Heng, sitting in the main seat opposite, frowned after being questioned by his daughter.
He looked up at his daughter, his gaze complex, a mixture of relief and helplessness.
"Ning'er, you've grown up over the years and have your own ideas, which makes me very happy. But you're still young and don't understand the ways of the world in this chaotic starry sea."
The path of cultivation is so difficult. Resources are limited, and monsters are dangerous.
For female disciples with little background, being able to find the protection of a high-level cultivator based on their own abilities is already a stroke of luck.
Isn't this much better than them fighting alone out there, risking their lives for a few spirit stones, living hand to mouth?
Wang Heng explained.
"Opportunity? What kind of opportunity is it to obtain it by selling your looks and body!"
Relying on others is ultimately futile; the path to spiritual cultivation must be earned through one's own strength!
And you're sending them to act as spies."
Wang Ning said stubbornly.
She and Qingfeng killed monsters on Coral Island for eight years and learned a lesson: what you get from others is never as good as what you get by taking it yourself.
"Enough! Strength? You, a mere Foundation Establishment mid-stage cultivator, dare to talk about strength in front of me?"
I ask you, what is the foundation of the Wonderful Sound Sect? Answer me!
Let me tell you, the Myo-Yin Sect relies on its extensive network of relationships across the islands, and on the information we can obtain!
If we cut off these, how can we stand firm amidst a pack of wolves, relying solely on legitimate business?
"For now, I, your father, still hold the reins of this Myriad Sounds Sect. Wait until you've reached the Core Formation stage, and have sufficient strength and prestige, then come and discuss important matters of the sect with me."
Wang Heng stood up, walked to the window with his back to Wang Ning, and waved to signal her that she could leave.
"Alright! Since Father wants to let strength speak for itself, then I will strive to form my core. Once I successfully form my core, I will challenge Father for the position of sect leader according to the sect rules."
I've changed the rules of the Myriad Sounds Sect. If you don't give me the position of sect leader, I'll take it myself.
Demonic energy surged around Wang Ning. After speaking, she turned around, flung open the door to the meditation room, her purple dress brushing against the threshold, and walked out without looking back.
Upon hearing his daughter's last words, Wang Heng stood there and let out a long sigh.
……
guest room.
"Xiao Ning's temper... is getting more and more demonic."
Qingfeng, who had been eavesdropping on the whole thing, picked up his spirit tea, took a sip, and a smile appeared on his lips.
There was no blame in his tone; instead, there was a hint of appreciation.
"However, what my father-in-law said may not be entirely wrong. That's just how the world is... Not all female cultivators are as ambitious as you."
Some female cultivators just enjoy flirting with rich men.
He shook his head and put down his teacup.
Cola Novels always has a story waiting for you to open.
Wang Ning has a sharp mind and ideals, which is a good thing.
It's understandable that Wang Heng, the father-in-law, is concerned about reality and values strategy.
"But a daughter challenging her father's position as sect leader? That's interesting."
Qingfeng couldn't help but smile.
He was a spendthrift, she was a dutiful daughter; they were truly a match made in heaven.
Withdrawing his divine sense, Qingfeng took out several magical treasures from the two members of the True Demon Sect from his storage bag: a crimson longsword, a Thousand Poisons Resentful Soul Cloth, and a dragon-head wooden staff.
Open the [Green Recharge Modifier]
Select "Function 2: Refining/Fusing, Magical Artifacts/Magic Items"
The crafting function is very useful, but the fusion function is a complete rip-off.
"This broken fusion function has such a low probability of producing good items that it can only be used to dispose of stolen goods."
Qingfeng has used this option a few times before.
It seems like combining two items to create a new magical artifact is profitable, but most of the time it's just combining junk into junk.
The earliest five magical artifacts combined into one, which produced the magical treasure Demon Bone Tower, were all based on the odds of winning the lottery.
His [Jade Bed] magic weapon was obtained by combining more than a dozen ordinary magic weapons.
"Since it's stolen goods anyway, I'll combine the Crimson Longsword with the Ten Thousand Poisons Vengeful Soul Cloth."
Qingfeng didn't care about these stolen goods. Even if he spent time remelting them into materials, they wouldn't be of much use.
Why not just throw them in and combine them into one? It won't cost much spirit stone, and who knows, you might even get a rare one!
For him, only top-tier magical artifacts or magical artifacts with special functions are valuable.
Spirit Stone - 2000...
[Ding! Congratulations on obtaining the magic weapon - Skull Demon Blade!]
"Hey, this knife is interesting."
A skull-shaped broadsword, about five feet long, floated in front of Qingfeng, its blade a dark red color.
On the back of the blade is a row of stark white skulls. The hilt is a bone-clawed claw, positioned precisely at the palm's level.
The entire knife exudes a sinister and eerie aura.
He reached out and grasped the hilt of the knife, and a surge of pure demonic energy flowed into his arm.
"This sword can greatly amplify the power of the demonic and ghostly spells cast by its wielder. When fighting, it can generate dozens of tentacles formed from demonic energy and vengeful spirits, which can bind and trap enemies."
Qingfeng brandished the large sword for a moment.
This knife isn't top-tier, but its special properties are still quite useful.
"Hey, this big sword will come in handy if I ever impersonate a cultivator from Jiyin Island again."
Qingfeng put the Skeleton Demon Blade into his storage bag and then took out a large axe magic weapon.
Then, I combined the dragon-headed wooden staff and the great axe magic weapon.
With a ding, a uniquely designed cane appeared.
"Ordinary magic weapons, without supernatural properties."
Qingfeng shook his head; this was the normal state of the two-in-one.
Just as he finished dealing with the stolen goods, Fan Jingmei's voice came from outside the door.
"Young Master Qingfeng, the guest you invited has arrived."
"Alright, bring him here and prepare some spiritual tea."
With a casual wave of his hand, Qingfeng swept away the demonic energy left over from when he had just wielded the greatsword.
"Yes... Young Master Qingfeng, should we arrange for a few female disciples to accompany you?"
Fan Jingmei hesitated for a moment before asking.
"Hmm, never mind."
Qingfeng thought that Wang Ning had just left in a huff, and if she saw that he had chosen a female disciple, she would definitely throw a tantrum at him.
"Yes."
Fan Jingmei turned and left.
A moment later, she led a male cultivator dressed in a long golden robe with thick eyebrows and a square face into the guest room.
"Fellow Daoist Qingfeng, I have long admired your name. I went out to buy some things today, and after seeing your message, I rushed over without stopping."
Jin Qing laughed loudly.
"Fellow Daoist Jin, you're too kind. Please have a seat."
Qingfeng stood up to greet him, a gentle smile on his face.
The two appeared to be very polite to each other, but in reality, they were both sizing each other up.