God Destroying Pearl

Song Yun got up from the bed, walked to the door and opened it.

He saw Yang Lantu standing outside the door with a warm smile on his face.

Song Yun smiled and said, "Senior Yang, please come in."

Yang Lantu nodded and walked into the room.

After the two sat down at the table, without waiting for Song Yun to speak, Yang Lantu took out a storage bag from his storage bag and handed it to Song Yun.

Song Yun was a little confused and asked, "Senior, what is this?"

"We know you are leaving tomorrow and we can't try to stop you. This storage bag contains a little gift from us. Please accept it." Yang Lantu said with a smile.

Song Yun knew he couldn't refuse, so he immediately cupped his hands and said, "Then I will shamelessly accept it."

As he said this, he took the storage bag in his hand.

He used his spiritual sense to check the contents of the storage bag and saw that there were five thousand mid-grade spirit stones and more than two hundred thousand low-grade spirit stones inside.

Song Yun retracted his consciousness and said, "Senior, this is too much."

As he said this, he wanted to push the storage bag back.

Yang Lantu waved his hand and said, "It's just a token of our appreciation. If you hadn't left so hastily, we could have prepared more."

"Thank you, senior." Song Yun said with a bow.

Then Song Yun also tapped his storage bag, took out the jade tablet with the recipe of "Xuanjin Pozhang Pill" and the jade box containing the thousand-year-old Xuanjin grass, and then pushed them to Yang Lantu.

"Senior, the jade token records a recipe for a pill that can help break through the Jindan stage, and the thousand-year-old black gold grass in this jade box is the main ingredient for refining this pill." He said.

Yang Lantu looked at the jade token and jade box handed over by Song Yun, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He knew the value of the Millennium Black Gold Grass, and also understood how important Song Yun's gift was.

He took the jade box and jade token, and his spiritual sense swept over the recipe on the jade token, and a look of joy appeared on his face.

"My dear Song, your gift is too precious." There was a hint of excitement in Yang Lantu's voice. He knew what this gift meant to the Yang family.

"Thank you, senior." Song Yun said with a smile.

Afterwards, the two talked in the room for a while. Not long after, Yang Lantu left Song Yun's room with a satisfied smile.

After Song Yun closed the door, he sat cross-legged on the bed and began to practice.

Nothing happened that night. The next morning, before dawn, in order not to alarm others, Song Yun quietly left Yang's house.

His figure walked silently across the courtyard and out of the gate in the night.

Soon after, Song Yun left the gate of Yuxu City, flew up on his sword, and headed east.

He stepped on the flying sword and felt a long-lost feeling.

The morning breeze brushed across his cheeks, bringing a hint of coolness and making his thoughts clear.

An hour after Song Yun left, Yang Yuxuan came to invite Song Yun to have breakfast.

She didn't expect that after knocking on the door for a long time, no one responded.

Then he tried pushing it and found that the door was not locked and Song Yun was not in the room.

And on the table there is a sound transmission note waiting to be triggered.

Yang Yuxuan's jade hands touched lightly, and the sound transmission note burned. Then Song Yun's voice came: "Miss Yang, see you later. I will come to Yuxu City to see you when I have time!"

Hearing Song Yun's voice, Yang Yuxuan couldn't help but shed tears.

At this time, Yang Lantu came to Song Yun's room at some point.

Yang Lantu sighed, patted Yang Yuxuan on the shoulder, and said, "Yu'er, Young Master Song is not interested in this. You and he are not the same kind of people."

Yang Yuxuan turned around and hugged Yang Lantu and cried, "Dad."

Her tears soaked Yang Lantu's clothes, and her heart was filled with reluctance.

Yang Lantu comforted her softly. He knew that Song Yun’s departure was a huge blow to Yang Yuxuan, but he also understood that Song Yun had his own path to follow, and Yang Yuxuan also needed to learn to accept this reality.

The sunlight poured into the room through the window, illuminating the tear marks on Yang Yuxuan's face.

After Song Yun flew over a forest on his sword, he was surrounded by dense trees and winding rivers, and occasionally he could hear the singing of birds and the cries of wild beasts.

The bird on his shoulder suddenly said, "Song Yun, I haven't eaten your roasted monster meat for a long time. Look, there are wild bulls down there. Let's go down and kill one and have a taste."

Song Yun also felt a little hungry at this moment. He had been on the road since early morning and really needed to replenish some energy.

So he nodded to show his agreement.

Then, Song Yun flew towards the forest below on his sword. His movements were light, and the sword drew a graceful arc in the air before slowly descending.

After a while, Song Yun landed in the forest.

He put away his flying sword, stood under a big tree, and looked around.

The air in the forest is fresh and moist, with the fragrance of earth and plants.

He soon spotted the wild bull that Lingque had mentioned. It was a sturdy monster with dark brown fur, leisurely eating grass on the grass not far away.

Song Yun approached the wild bull cautiously, his movements being silent so as not to alarm it.

When he got close enough, he suddenly launched an attack. The flying sword in his hand was like a flash of lightning, piercing the bull's vitals.

Although the barbarian bull was strong, it quickly fell to the ground under Song Yun's sudden attack.

Song Yun checked the bull's body and confirmed that it was dead.

Then he began to prepare to roast the monster meat.

He skillfully processed the meat of the bull, picked out the most tender parts, then skewered them with branches and made a fire.

The flames jumped in the forest, making crackling sounds, and soon the air was filled with the aroma of barbecue.

The spirit bird was flying around excitedly, its eyes fixed on the barbecue, as if it couldn't wait to taste it.

Song Yun turned the skewers from time to time to ensure that each side was grilled evenly.

When the skewers turned golden and the fat dripped into the flames and sizzled, he knew that the meat was done.

Song Yun took the grilled meat skewers, handed one to Lingque, and picked up one for himself and started tasting it.

The skewers are crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with a fragrant aroma that gives you a satisfying feeling when you eat them.

After Song Yun had eaten and drunk his fill, he patted his stomach with satisfaction. He looked around and found that the forest was pleasant. The lush trees and fresh air made him feel relaxed and happy.

There are no signs of monsters around, so it looks quite safe.

So he decided to rest here for a while before continuing on his journey.

The bird flew to a big tree nearby.

Song Yun found a flat rock, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing, preparing to use this short time to restore his physical and spiritual strength.

His body relaxed, his breathing gradually became smoother, and he entered a state of cultivation.

However, not long after Song Yun closed his eyes and began to regulate his breathing, the bird suddenly called out in alarm, "Song Yun, someone is approaching."

Song Yun's eyes suddenly opened, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and then his spiritual consciousness was released like a big net.