God Destroying Pearl

In the dark and depressing master's room of the Liehuo Sect, the flickering candlelight illuminated an extremely gloomy face—the Liehuo Sect's patriarch, Ma Jueming.

Ma Jueming sat on a wide chair, his eyes as sharp as an eagle's, staring at Zhou Song, the leader of the Liehuo Sect in front of him, his tone revealing uncontrollable anger and confusion.

"Why is Lu Feiyun, the ancestor of Qingyun Sect, still alive and well? Didn't they say that all of Qingyun Sect's longevity flowers had been stolen? Why was Qingyun Sect still able to refine longevity pills and allow Lu Feiyun to break through to the middle stage of the Spirit Transformation realm in one fell swoop? This is simply a great shame!" Ma Jueming's voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, full of unwillingness and resentment.

Zhou Song's face changed slightly when he heard this. He knew that the ancestor's anger could not be easily tolerated, so he quickly bowed and replied, "Ancestor, please calm down. This matter is indeed strange. According to the report from our spies in Qingyun Sect, it turns out that Song Yun, a new disciple in Qingyun Sect, actually has two longevity flowers in his hands. The fluctuation of Qingyun Sect's spiritual energy last night was caused by Lu Feiyun's breakthrough in cultivation by using the longevity pills made from these two longevity flowers."

"Song Yun?" Ma Jueming frowned. He was familiar with this name. It seemed that it was always associated with the various changes in Qingyun Sect recently. "It's Song Yun again! This boy cannot be kept. He must be eliminated as soon as possible, otherwise he will become a major threat to our Liehuo Sect."

Zhou Song nodded, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, "Don't worry, ancestor, I have made arrangements. I have asked my men to closely monitor Song Yun's every move. Once we find the right opportunity, we will eliminate him and never let him have the chance to ruin our plan."

Ma Jueming's fingers tapped lightly on the armrest, making a rhythmic sound. This was not only a habit he had when thinking, but also a manifestation of his inner fluctuations.

Ma Jueming's gaze penetrated the candlelight, as if he could see through some secret, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"I heard that Sunset City will hold an auction. This is getting more and more interesting." Ma Jueming said slowly, "They actually dare to sell the longevity pills at this time. Aren't they afraid of attracting the attention of Qingyun Sect, or even suspicion? There must be a deeper conspiracy behind such blatant behavior."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Song, the head of the Fiery Flame Sect, immediately said, "What the ancestor said is absolutely right. According to the information we have received, they seem to be interested in using this auction to win over masters from all sides. As a rare elixir in the world of immortal cultivation, the Longevity Pill will naturally attract the attention of many powerful people. They may want to use this method to enhance their own strength and influence."

Ma Jueming nodded slightly, a gleam in his eyes: "I heard that the Beastmaster Sect also obtained two longevity flowers in the Tianyuan Secret Realm, but the two longevity flowers of the Beastmaster Sect also fell into their hands? This news is really explosive. Although the Beastmaster Sect is not as powerful as our Fiery Flame Sect and Qingyun Sect, their foundation should not be underestimated. Being able to take the longevity flowers from them, it seems that this force is indeed not simple."

Zhou Song added: "Yes, ancestor. As for how they obtained it, we still don't know. But one thing is certain, this force must have made some significant moves behind the scenes. We have to be on guard."

Ma Jueming pondered for a moment, his eyes flashing with determination: "In this case, we must not miss this opportunity. Zhou Song, you immediately arrange for the elite disciples in the sect to go to Sunset City and pay close attention to the developments of the auction. At the same time, you must also pay attention to the reactions of Qingyun Sect and Yushou Sect to see if they will take any action."

Zhou Song bowed and promised: "Yes, ancestor. I will make arrangements immediately."

With the death of the Fiery Flame Sect's ancestor Ma Jueming, the room returned to peace again.

On the way back to Zhaixing Peak, Song Yun was thinking about the next itinerary and preparations.

He knew very well that to go to a prosperous and complex place like Sunset City, one not only needed to have sufficient strength and vigilance, but also needed to have a full understanding and preparation of the destination.

Therefore, he decided to take a detour to the sect's mission hall, which was not only a place for monks to accept and deliver missions, but also a hub for information gathering.

As I stepped into the mission hall, a familiar and slightly tense atmosphere hit me.

The walls were covered with various mission scrolls, some about finding rare spiritual herbs, some about destroying monster nests, and some about escorting important people... Each mission carried different risks and benefits, attracting countless disciples from the sect to come and try.

However, the purpose of Song Yun's trip was not to accept the mission, but to have other requests.

He walked straight to the counter in the mission hall that was responsible for buying and selling maps and obtaining information.

There, an old man with a kind face was looking down and flipping through a thick ancient book. He seemed to know everything about everyone who came in.

"Junior brother, are you here to buy a map or to inquire about information?" The old man looked up and asked with a smile.

Song Yun nodded slightly and said, "That's right. I want to go to Sunset City. I want to buy a detailed map first and then find out some information about it."

Hearing this, the old man took out an exquisite scroll from under the counter and gently unfolded it.

The mountains, rivers, cities and villages of Sunset City and its surrounding areas were depicted with delicate brushstrokes, and even important landmarks and potential danger areas were marked.

Song Yun looked at it carefully and had a clearer understanding of Sunset City in his mind.

"This map was specially made by our sect. It is absolutely detailed and reliable."

The old man rolled up the map and handed it to Song Yun as he spoke. "As for the news, there have been several major events in Sunset City recently..."

The old man then talked incessantly about the recent situation in Sunset City, from the power changes in the City Lord's Mansion, to the open and secret struggles among the major forces, to some strange stories and the grievances and hatreds between the monks.

Song Yun listened with great interest, nodding or frowning from time to time, secretly calculating in his mind the possible impact of this information on his trip.

After the old man finished speaking, Song Yun thanked him gratefully, paid for the map and information, and left the mission hall.

Not long after, Song Yun returned to his residence at Zhaixing Peak.

Song Yun gently closed the door, walked into the house, walked straight to the simple but tidy table and sat down.

After today's conversation in the Sect Master's Hall, Song Yun was worried about the safety of the sect, but also looked forward to future challenges. Considering the danger of going to Sunset City to carry out the mission, Song Yun decided to sort out his storage bag first to see if there was anything else he needed to take.

He gently took off the low-quality storage bag hanging around his waist.

The fifteen square meters of internal space is considered good for ordinary cultivators, but it is obviously not enough for the growing cultivation resources and sundries.

After Song Yun opened the storage bag, he took out the items in the bag one by one and placed them on the table. Each item carried his memories and experiences.

Among the pile of messy items, an inconspicuous storage bag caught his attention.

He obtained it from a disciple of the Liehuo Sect when he was exploring the Tianyuan Secret Realm.

At that time, he was only concerned with dealing with the dangers in the forest and did not carefully check the value of the storage bag.

According to Zhou Song, the leader of the Liehuo Sect, that disciple was the direct disciple of an elder of the Liehuo Sect and had an extraordinary status. This made Song Yun more curious and expectant about this storage bag.

He picked up the storage bag and looked at it carefully.

Since the original owner was dead, the restrictions originally set on it also dissipated, and Song Yun opened it easily with almost no effort.

As the storage bag was opened, a sense of space that was more spacious than that of lower-grade storage bags came over him. Using his spiritual sense to check, he found that the internal space was as large as 50 square meters, which made him secretly amazed.

The first thing he noticed was the two mid-grade spirit stones. They emitted more intense spiritual fluctuations than the lower-grade spirit stones, and were of great benefit to cultivation.

Next, there were one hundred low-grade spirit stones. Although the number was not small, they seemed somewhat overshadowed by the mid-grade spirit stones.

In addition, there were several exquisite jade boxes. Song Yun opened them one by one and found that two of them contained a low-grade spiritual medicine each. The medicinal fragrance was strong and they were obviously excellent materials for refining elixirs or medicines.

The rest were some clothes and dry food, which seemed to be what the Fiery Flame Sect disciples needed for their daily lives.

Song Yun carefully checked the newly acquired storage bag and confirmed that there were no special marks or hidden dangers on it. He secretly decided in his heart that from now on, this storage bag with a larger space would become his new partner.

He temporarily put away his original low-grade storage bag, thinking that it might be useful for other purposes in the future.

After finally finishing organizing all the items, Song Yun breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the neatly arranged items on the table, a sense of satisfaction surged in his heart.

After properly placing non-essential items aside, Song Yun's desk looks neater and more organized.

He examined the remaining items one by one, thinking about his next plan in his mind.

When his eyes fell on the slightly thin stack of talismans, Song Yun's heart moved, and he realized that the number of these talismans was not enough to deal with the various challenges that might be encountered.

Recalling the time when he purchased the Qingyun Sword Controlling Technique in the sect's Duobao Hall, he had to reluctantly give up some precious talismans in order to raise funds, and he couldn't help feeling a little regretful.

But on second thought, the path of cultivation is full of trade-offs and sacrifices, and only by moving forward continuously can one achieve the great way.

After careful consideration, Song Yun decided to further enrich his reserve of talismans based on his own needs and possible situations.

He planned to refine some talismans that were both practical and offensive, as well as several types of talismans for special purposes, in case of emergency.

First, he focused on refining two types of classic attack talismans: the fireball talisman and the ice sword talisman.

The Fireball Talisman, as the name suggests, can condense a ball of blazing flames in an instant, dealing severe fire damage to the enemy; while the Ice Sword Talisman condenses the power of ice into a sharp blade, which can be used to attack from a long distance, as well as cause freezing and cutting effects in close combat.

Song Yun carefully adjusted the ratio of spiritual herbs to minerals, striving for accuracy every time he injected spiritual power to ensure that every talisman could exert its maximum power.

At the same time, Song Yun has never forgotten those special talismans that seem strange but can work miraculously at critical moments.

He specially refined hair loss talismans and diarrhea talismans. Although these two types of talismans are not used directly in combat, they can produce unexpected effects in certain special occasions, such as disrupting the opponent's attention or weakening his combat effectiveness.

He knew very well that everything was possible in the world of cultivation, and one more method meant one more chance of success.

After most of the night of intense refining, Song Yun finally achieved his goal.

The table was piled with various talismans, which flashed different lights, as if telling their own powers and stories.

Song Yun checked these talismans one by one, his heart filled with satisfaction and pride.

However, when he turned to the last diarrhea talisman, his eyes suddenly froze.

The runes on this talisman are extremely clear, and its light is brighter than other similar talismans.

Song Yun's heart moved, and he immediately realized that this talisman had reached the level of a low-grade primary talisman!

This means that its effect will be far greater than that of a normal diarrhea spell, and may even cause more severe diarrhea to the target.

Song Yun couldn't help but smile, he knew that this talisman would become a magic weapon in his hands.

After completing all the preparations, Song Yun carefully checked and properly packed each necessary item - from the elixirs and spirit stones needed for cultivation to the talismans and spirit tools that might be used in emergencies - into his storage bag one by one.

After finishing the arrangement, Song Yun stood up and stretched his muscles and bones which were a little stiff from refining talismans for a long time.

He looked out the window and saw that the night was still dark and the stars were twinkling, as if silently seeing him off as he was about to leave.

After estimating the time, Song Yun found that there were still several hours until dawn. He decided not to delay any longer as it was time to give his body a good rest.

So he tiptoed to the bed, lay down slowly and closed his eyes.

Although he was full of anticipation and curiosity about the upcoming journey, physical fatigue made him fall asleep quickly.

In his dream, he seemed to see himself traveling between clouds and mist, fighting monsters, and discussing Taoism with fellow Taoists. The freedom and joy he felt made him smile.