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

Chapter 558 The Concubine Who Came to the Door

Xing Mo was eager to save his daughter, so he activated the escape light at full speed, making it impossible for Song Wen, who was sneaking in the dense forest, to follow her.

Helpless, Song Wen could only find a hidden place and perform the "Blood Escape Technique" across a distance of more than two hundred miles.

Even so, Song Wen was still dozens of miles behind Xing Mo.

[Stop, I'm in the valley thirty miles behind you. ] Song Wen sent a message.

Xing Mo stopped to escape, turned around and came to the valley.

"Where is my daughter?"

Xing Mo saw Song Wen alone and asked sharply.

"She's not here."

"Where is she?"

Xing Mo's expression became extremely nervous, as if he was afraid that Song Wen would be harmful to his daughter.

"Don't worry, she's fine. Come with me and I'll take you to see her."

Song Wen rose into the sky and flew eastward for a hundred miles before arriving over a small stream.

Xing Shan was lying on a big rock by the stream.

She was still unconscious.

Seeing that his daughter was safe and sound, Xing Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

He raised his hand and threw out a jade bottle.

"This is the Holy Spirit Pill you want. When did you release my daughter?"

"If there is no problem with the Holy Spirit Pill, I will naturally let you father and daughter leave safely."

Song Wen did not rush to catch the jade bottle with his hands, but used his magic power to capture the jade bottle and make it float a hundred feet away.

After opening the cork and confirming that the jade bottle was not in danger, Song Wencai took the jade bottle into his hands.

There was only one elixir in the jade bottle, which was about the size of a pigeon egg. It was bright red in color, but there was a gray-white mist of air flowing around it, making it look extremely magical.

Song Wen's face suddenly turned cold, and his eyes revealed a fierce murderous intent.

"You actually fooled me with fake elixirs!"

The murderous aura in Song Wen's body seemed to be real, and the air around him seemed to freeze instantly.

"I took this elixir from the Xing family's treasure house, how could it be fake?"

Xing Mo hurriedly explained, as if he really didn't know there was something wrong with the Holy Spirit Pill.

Song Wen poured out the elixir from the jade bottle and held it with two fingers.

"This pill is somewhat similar to the Holy Spirit Pill in appearance, but it doesn't have the unique aura of the Holy Spirit Pill!"

A flash of panic flashed in Xing Mo's eyes, but he suppressed it in an instant.

"Fellow Taoist, you don't need to deceive me. This pill is undoubtedly the Holy Spirit Pill."

Song Wen smiled coldly, with ice-like eyes, "It seems that fellow Taoist disciples are really loyal to the Xing family. In order to protect the interests of the Xing family, they would not hesitate to sacrifice the lives of your father and daughter."

The reason why he was so sure that the elixir was fake was because Shan Yue had seen the real Holy Spirit Pill, and she described the characteristics of the Holy Spirit Pill to Song Wen in detail.

Xing Mo was about to say something when suddenly, a roar echoed through the sky.

This was accompanied by violent shaking of the earth.

Song Wen and Xing Mo both looked at Fang Zhucheng.

The roar came from Fang Zhucheng.

Even though they were nearly three hundred miles apart, Song Wen and Xing Mo could see that a hurricane was raging above Fang Zhucheng.

Hurricanes are like giant pillars that reach the sky, standing between heaven and earth.

Its top reaches into the clouds with no end in sight.

At its base, it plunged straight into Fangzhu City, and while it was spinning wildly, everything around it was torn apart and involved.

The sky above the entire Fangzhu City became dark and unclear.

The wind roared, the clouds stirred, sand and rocks flew, and the houses were torn apart.

Countless monks were like tiny ants, being mercilessly devoured by the hurricane.

"Who did this?"

Xing Mo's expression of disbelief was filled with a bit of unspeakable grief.

Fangzhu City, the city where he has lived for hundreds of years. Now, I'm afraid it will be destroyed.

"It seems that your Xing family is in big trouble. The person who attacked Fang Zhucheng should be the great demon Feng Ying."

Song Wen looked at the hurricane with bright eyes.

He felt the extremely rich demonic energy in the hurricane.

Apart from the Wind Eagle, there may not be another monster in the entire Sea of ​​Discord that can cast such a wind spell that destroys the world.

Feng Ying is in Fang Zhucheng, which means Yuan Hao should be there too.

Hearing this, Xing Mo looked at Fang Zhucheng, then turned to look at Yunji Mountain.

At this time, he began to worry about the safety of the two Yuan Ying ancestors of the Xing family.

Feng Ying and Yuan Hao first went to Yunji Mountain and now appeared in Fang Zhucheng, which made him have to guess that something unexpected happened to the two Nascent Soul Ancestors.

Xing Mo focused on Fang Zhucheng for a long time, then suddenly turned his palm and a jade bottle appeared.

"In this jade bottle is the real Holy Spirit Pill. If you want it, it's not impossible, but you have to agree to a condition. Otherwise, even if the jade and the stone are both destroyed, I will destroy the pill."

When Song Wen heard this, he smiled instead of getting angry.

Until this moment, he was convinced that Xing Mo really got the Holy Spirit Pill from the Xing family's treasury.

"Brother Xing, please speak up! As long as it is within my power, I will try my best to satisfy you."

Xing Mo pointed at Xing Shan who fainted and said.

"I want my Taoist friend to take my daughter as my concubine and keep her safe for a hundred years."

Song Wen frowned, looking a little surprised.

He never expected that Xing Mo would put forward such a condition.

"Brother Xing, why is this?"

Xing Mo glanced at Fang Zhucheng with a worried expression, the hurricane was still raging.

The delay in the appearance of the two Nascent Soul ancestors of the Xing family cast a gloom in Xing Mo's heart about the future of the Xing family.

"I'm afraid the Xing family will not be able to escape this disaster. I hope fellow Taoists can take Xing Shan away from Fangzhu City Island."

"Why don't you take her and escape by yourself?" Song Wen asked puzzledly.

Xing Mo stared at Xing Shan, his eyes were deep and solemn, as if he wanted to engrave every detail of his daughter in his heart.

His eyes flashed with deep reluctance, like the afterglow of the setting sun, warm and with a hint of sadness.

"My life span is not much, and I can't protect her for many years. Rather than dying in a foreign land, it is better to use this broken body to serve the Xing family."

Song Wen said, "Brother Xing's courage is admirable. But Feng Ying and Yuan Hao are top monsters. With Brother Xing's strength, returning to Fangzhu City at this time is just a moth to a flame."

Xing Mo said, "Don't worry about this matter, Taoist friend, I have made up my mind. As long as you can protect Xing Shan for a hundred years, this Holy Spirit Pill will be yours."

Song Wen shook his head, "A hundred years is too long, I can't protect her for so long. Taoist friend, change the conditions."

"Then help her condense the golden pill!"

"Daoyou, are you kidding?"

Song Wen's voice suddenly turned cold. He no longer called him 'Brother Xing'.

According to Shan Yue, Xing Shan is now over 130 years old, and she is only at the late stage of foundation building. This is accumulated by Xing Mo with a huge amount of resources.

If the Xing family remains standing, Xing Shan will continue to stay in the Xing family; perhaps she still has a chance to form a golden elixir.

However, once she loses the cultivation resources provided by the Xing family, if there is no great opportunity, it can almost be concluded that Xing Shan will have no hope of forming a golden elixir in this life.

"Don't worry, fellow Daoist, I have prepared a golden elixir for my daughter, and I won't let you spend too many spirit stones." Xing Mo said.

Song Wen still shook his head.

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