Taihuang Star Seal

Chapter 483 I hate trouble!

There was a problem with the soul-sustaining jade of the "Inner Sect Grand Elder" who was qualified to lead a peak. This was by no means a trivial matter for the Longyan Sect.

When the disciple on duty at the Soul Hall reported the matter, within a short period of time, several elders came here through the sect's internal teleportation formation.

"Take us there quickly!"

The elders' opening remarks without any nonsense made the disciples feel even more uneasy: "Okay, okay, please follow me."

After a while, they were inside the main hall.

Several elders first stared at Feng Qinggou's cracked but unbroken [Soul-Retaining Jade] for a long time across the defensive barrier.

When they found that they could not obtain any valuable information, they had to order their men to remove the defensive barriers outside the partition.

Then, under the full monitoring of the image crystal, he carefully took out the [Soul Jade] and held it in the palm of his hand.

He then released his spiritual sense to examine it carefully, every millimeter.

As for the group of disciples, they stood obediently on the periphery, so nervous that they didn't even dare to breathe.

After a moment, the brown-haired elder spoke first: "Judging from the condition of the Soul-Receiving Jade, Feng Qinggou should not be dead."

Another skinny old man stroked the sparse beard on his chin and nodded: "Yes, I think so too."

"As for the cracks on the jade, they are more like the state of a person whose life span is about to end but not yet ended."

"But as I remember, Elder Feng is not even 700 years old yet, so it's still a long way to go before he dies of old age."

A cultivator at the Tianmen realm has a lifespan of thousands of years.

Feng Qinggou is only over 700 years old, and is still a long way from his death.

"That's really strange..."

"The problem is, with only this intact Soul-Receiving Jade, we have no way of tracking his exact location."

"By the way, have the disciples from the Ninth Peak arrived yet?"

"Disciple is here."

A young man with a pigtail strode forward and bowed to the inner sect elders.

"Do you know where your master has gone?"

The young man thought for a while and finally shook his head: "Before leaving the mountain gate, the master only told me to keep an eye on the training of the fellow disciples and sisters, and he would be back in ten days at most."

"As for the rest... I don't know anything about it."

In fact, after receiving the message from Feng Youyu, Feng Qinggu did not tell his disciples what he was going to do.

After all, he personally took the initiative just to seek revenge on a junior who was regarded as an "ant in the secular world", which would not sound good if it were made public.

Moreover, in Feng Qinggu's opinion, his trip was absolutely safe.

Even the great Lord of Tianci City would not dare to fight with me——

Unless he wants to endure the endless wrath of the [Longyan Sect]!

Therefore, Feng Qinggu did not reveal his whereabouts to anyone.

In the crowd, the short and fat female elder couldn't help but suck her teeth after hearing this: "Tsk tsk tsk tsk, this is a bit difficult!"

"Before the Soul Jade completely breaks apart, none of us can activate the formation and determine Feng Qinggou's exact location by absorbing the remaining soul in the jade."

"The only solution now is to have people guarding here, staring at this jade that is about to break day and night, and wait for changes."

The brown-haired elder nodded: "Well, that's the only way."

The skinny old man next to him was shaking his head and walking towards the door.

As he walked, he said, "Hey, old man Feng Qinggou is very smart, there shouldn't be any problem, everyone might as well be optimistic."

"Perhaps he has just discovered some kind of 'evil skill' that requires sacrificing one's own life span to achieve?"

"Now that his skills have been perfected, he has suddenly entered his twilight years."

"It is this state of being half-dead and half-dead that caused this old fellow's [Soul-Receiving Jade] to crack but not shatter."

"Just wait and see. Feng Qinggou will definitely rush back to the mountain gate in disgrace before long, and then he will wantonly buy elixirs to prolong his life."

When he finished speaking, the skinny old man had already walked out of the hall, summoned his black wings, and flew away.

The brown-haired elder and the short and fat female cultivator were left staring at each other.

Both of them couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Haha, I hope nothing weird happens!"

How could they have imagined that at this moment, Feng Qinggu's body had already fallen in a deep forest canyon 80,000 miles away.

Only a ball of spiritual consciousness was left, which was imprisoned by Ding Chen's secret method of "trapping the soul and imprisoning the spirit".

"You imprisoned my spirit, what do you want?"

Feng Qinggou asked in a stern but weak voice.

"I haven't figured out what use your soul can have yet."

Ding Chen shrugged: "But at least this way, the sect behind you won't be able to rush here the moment you die."

"There is no need for me to start a war with them too early."

"After all, in my current state, if I really face a guy at the 'True Enlightenment Realm', it will be very troublesome."

"Although I am not afraid of the True Enlightenment cultivators themselves, I am quite afraid of trouble!"

Ding Chen's nonchalant answer made Feng Qinggou even more angry.

This made him feel that he was just an insignificant little character.

The reason why the young man in front of him was willing to leave him with a "half-dead" life was simply because he hated dealing with the subsequent troubles...

At this time, on the ground.

Feng Youyu, who didn't know the truth, saw Feng Qinggou's chest suddenly exploded in the air, and he was instantly petrified.

"The ancestor... just died like this?"

To Feng Youyu, this was simply unbelievable.

But it actually happened.

After being stunned for a moment, the young man fell to his knees with a plop.

He slapped himself wildly and confessed with tears in his eyes: "Senior Ding Chen, please spare my life. I know I was wrong!"

"It's all that Feng... Old Dog Feng's fault!"

"He forced us to remember the appearance of our predecessors, and repeatedly warned us that if anyone saw you but concealed it, they would be tortured by being cooked in flames!"

"I swore a blood oath for this reason, and I had no choice but to do such a foolish thing."

"Please have mercy on me and spare my life!"

"I am willing to serve you like a slave..."

Feng Youyu, who loudly begged for mercy, probably never imagined that—

Besides Ding Chen, the person who witnessed his humble and funny appearance at this moment was also the "Ancestor Feng" he had been talking about before!

But now, in order to survive, he changed his name to "Feng Laogou"...

"Haha, did you hear that? Even your own juniors call you an old dog!"

Ding Chen smiled with interest.

Feng Qinggou gnashed his teeth in hatred: "This evil beast is rebelling against Tiangang!!"

"So, even if a guy like him comes to me and works for me like a slave, I still don't care about him!"

Ding Chen finished speaking and flicked his finger -

"call out!"

"puff!"

An icy arrow pierced Feng Youyu's head in the blink of an eye.

When Ding Chen wanted to kill an inner sect elder as powerful as Feng Qinggu, he had to worry that after the other party's death, the [Soul-Retaining Jade] that Feng Qinggu left in the sect would cause him some trouble.

But for a small fry like Feng Youyu in the Xuanhai realm, even if he died a thousand times, the Longyan Sect would not bother to ask...