Chapter 1380: Rumors

Hiss...

Waves of pain came from his meridians. Qin Sang frowned slightly, but his expression soon returned to normal as he entered meditation and cultivated quietly.

In truth, merely recovering his true essence would not have required so much trouble.

When he had crossed the storm belt, Qin Sang had repeatedly taken spirit pills and directly absorbed spiritual power from spirit stones. Residual medicinal energy and impurities had accumulated in his body and had never been refined. They had damaged his meridians and Qihai, affecting his body and throwing his true essence into disorder. Coupled with his other injuries, this had caused all these complications.

Over a month later, Qin Sang slowly exhaled. He examined himself with inner vision.

His injuries had healed, and his true essence was full. He finally had the confidence to travel outside.

Then, Qin Sang summoned the Spiritual Infant Talisman Puppet.

The Spiritual Infant Talisman Puppet’s main body was a wondrous object, so it was not destroyed so easily. However, the puppet seals inside it had collapsed in large patches during the great battle, and Qin Sang had to personally repair them.

Outside the cave dwelling, the entire Myriad Sword Sect was crowded inside the main hall.

The hall doors stood wide open on all four sides. Outside, spring light was bright, birds sang, and flowers were fragrant.

No one blocked the entrance, yet none of them dared to take even a single step out of the hall.

However, they did not know that in one corner of the hall, a beautiful phoenix butterfly was quietly lying there.

Qin Sang had only borrowed the cave dwelling and did not want to start a massacre, so he had ordered the Sky-Eyed Butterfly to stand guard outside and keep watch over these people. If anyone disobeyed his order, tried to escape, or sent a message outside, then they would be dealt with.

The main hall was deathly silent. After their initial panic, the disciples had calmed down slightly.

Even so, none of them could settle down to cultivate. Their eyes were dull and lifeless as they looked toward the cave dwelling from time to time, silently awaiting their final fate.

"Senior Sister, did that senior ever say when he will leave?" A man at the late stage of the Foundation Building Realm carefully sent a voice transmission.

The female cultivator who had previously answered Qin Sang was the personal disciple of Myriad Sword Sect’s sect leader. She was also the eldest disciple of Myriad Sword Sect. Hearing her junior brother’s voice transmission, she only shook her head lightly.

The man said in a strained voice, "Senior Sister, don't worry. That senior’s cultivation is peerless. He probably won’t deceive us with false words."

Yet his tone clearly lacked confidence.

The female cultivator fell silent for a moment and thought faintly, "Fortunately, the sect leader and Junior Brother are outside. I only hope they won’t return too soon. No matter what happens, at least our Myriad Sword Sect’s legacy won’t be cut off..."

In this region, the Myriad Sword Sect could also be considered a local overlord.

As the disciple of the Myriad Sword Sect’s sect leader, and with her own Fake Core Realm cultivation, nearby cultivators would all treat her with utmost respect whenever they saw her. Only now did she understand how powerless one was in the face of a true expert.

The other party only needed one finger to make Myriad Sword Sect disappear from the world with ease. Even if Yin Moon Sect received the news, it would most likely let the matter drop. It was impossible for them to offend a Spiritual Infant cultivator for their sake.

They were fish on the chopping block. They could only hope that the other party was not some bloodthirsty, cruel devilish monster.

Rumble... A muffled sound came from the direction of the cave dwelling.

Immediately afterward, a streak of flowing light shot out from the main hall. Before everyone could clearly see what it was, it had already vanished into the horizon.

The main hall erupted into an uproar. The female cultivator abruptly stood up, her expression shifting uncertainly. The others did not dare move recklessly and all looked at her.

After hesitating for a while, the female cultivator walked toward the cave dwelling in fear and trembling. She saw that the door of the cave dwelling had already been opened. There was no one inside, only a bag of spirit stones left behind.

The female cultivator’s mind suddenly relaxed, and she almost collapsed to the ground.

***

"That place is Wind Sun Mountain..." Qin Sang stood atop a barren mountain peak, looking into the distance at the majestic peak.

Wind Sun Mountain towered into the clouds with a grand and imposing air.

The divine beauty of the countless mountains around it seemed to have gathered in Wind Sun Mountain alone. It was a celestial mountain worthy of the name!

Qin Sang had rushed over after leaving Myriad Sword Sect.

Beneath Wind Sun Mountain was the largest market in the nearby area, a good place to gather information.

Qin Sang activated the Sky Eyes and observed Wind Sun Mountain from afar. He discovered that the spiritual array on the mountain had been fully activated. Celestial clouds surrounded it, and the guard was strict. As expected, something major had happened.

However, the market below the mountain did not appear abnormal. Crowds streamed through the city gate, and everything looked normal.

It seemed that only the important places on the mountain were under tight guard.

After a brief hesitation, Qin Sang changed his appearance, dressed himself in a Daoist robe, and suppressed his cultivation to the level of the Golden Core Realm. Then he activated his movement art and flew leisurely toward Wind Sun Mountain.

The market was built against the mountain. Soon, Qin Sang arrived at the city gate. Sensing the aura Qin Sang revealed, the crowd immediately opened a path.

The guard first bowed, then said very politely, "Senior, please show your fish token."

Qin Sang had already noticed that the cultivators entering and leaving the market all held a fishbone-shaped token in their hands. Presumably, it was something similar to an identity token.

Spiritual Infant cultivators could enter the city at will, but Golden Core cultivators were still unable to avoid this custom.

He shook his head. "I have come from afar. I have long heard of Master Feng’s great name and came to Wind Sun Mountain out of admiration. This is my first time here, so I have not yet received a fish token."

The guard did not dare make things difficult for him and took out a golden fish token. "May I ask for your Dharma name, Senior?"

"I am Ming Yue!"

Soon, Qin Sang entered the city with a golden fish token in hand. He examined it briefly, then stored it in his Thousand-Jin Ring.

"Senior, please wait." An urgent call came from behind him. A man in azure robes quickly caught up.

When Qin Sang had been negotiating with the guard, this person had already been craning his neck in front of the city gate and looking around.

Seeing Qin Sang stop, the azure-robed man was delighted and hurriedly put on a smiling face. "Senior, you have just arrived here and must need a guide. I may be unworthy, but I have lived here for generations and know every corner of the city like the back of my hand—"

He had only spoken halfway when Qin Sang tossed two spirit stones over, cutting him off.

The azure-robed man caught the spirit stones, not understanding what was happening.

"What are the largest merchant guilds in the market called, and where are they located?" Qin Sang asked.

The azure-robed man froze for a moment, then pointed toward the mountaintop. "Senior, there are three largest merchant guilds, and all of them were built in the upper district..."

The upper district was the most important trading area in the city.

The azure-robed man had not been boasting. He not only knew the addresses of the major merchant guilds like the back of his hand, but he also knew all kinds of rumors as if reciting from memory.

"The third one is the Wind Sun Merchant Guild. It is also the strongest among the three great merchant guilds. You can tell from the name that it is attached to Master Feng. None of the merchant guilds in the city are simple. Each has its own focus and background, and there are other taboos as well. It would be difficult to explain everything in such a short time. I wonder what you need. Why not hire me for a few more days? It would only cost—"

The azure-robed man spoke in a torrent, but the moment he met Qin Sang’s indifferent gaze, he felt as if struck by lightning and fell dead silent.

Only after Qin Sang’s figure disappeared did he wake as if from a dream. He shuddered sharply, hugged the spirit stones, and hurried away.

Qin Sang was in no hurry to go to the upper district. He strolled around the city for a long while, observing the local customs while gathering information.

Four hours later, Qin Sang walked toward the upper district, a playful look in his eyes.

"Interesting. Master Feng is actually looking for me and inviting me to Wind Sun Mountain as a guest. It seems like one of the two people who startled Bifang into fleeing that day was very likely him!" Qin Sang muttered.

It was not that Qin Sang had deliberately inquired about it. This matter had spread far and wide and was causing a great commotion.

Qin Sang had casually entered a few shops and had already heard quite a number of immortal cultivators discussing it.

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