God Destroying Pearl

"How did you find my location so accurately?" Song Yun frowned slightly, with a hint of coldness in his eyes. He looked at He Qiduo and asked in a deep voice.

"Yes... the weapon refiner in our weapon refining pavilion put a tracking mark on the Kongling Sword, and we found you with the help of that tracking mark." He Qidu replied hurriedly.

As he spoke of this, his voice trembled more and more, and his face was full of regret and fear, as if he had foreseen his tragic end.

When Song Yun heard this, he immediately realized that he was careless. He thought it was just an ordinary transaction, but he didn't expect there were so many calculations behind it. He became more and more angry at what the Xuantie Refining Pavilion had done.

Afterwards, Song Yun thought about how he was almost killed by the Kongling Sword just now. That thrilling scene still made him feel scared. The anger in his heart surged up, and he didn't listen to He Qidu's nonsense anymore. He directly and quickly put several restrictions on He Qidu.

I saw a few flashes of spiritual power and instantly sank into He Qidu's body. He Qidu felt his whole body stiffen and he couldn't move at all. He couldn't even speak. He could only stare at Song Yun with eyes wide open in horror, making a "woohoo" sound in his throat.

Then, Song Yun slowly closed his eyes, placed his hand on He Qidu's head, and began to search his soul.

As spiritual power was slowly injected, Song Yun's consciousness gradually penetrated into He Qidu's sea of ​​consciousness, and pictures came flooding in like a tide.

Through soul searching, Song Yun learned that Li Bin, whom he had killed, was actually the son of Li Feihe, the master of the Xuantie Refining Pavilion.

Li Bin's mother was Li Feihe's original wife, and the two had a period of loving time. But later, in order to curry favor with the power of the Shen family in Jinshi City, Li Feihe cruelly divorced Li Bin's mother and married a young lady from the Shen family. With the help of the Shen family, he took the position of the leader of the Xuantie Refining Pavilion.

However, Li Bin was stubborn by nature and hated what his father had done. He cut off contact with Li Feihe many years ago and went out to explore the world on his own.

It was not until a few years ago that Li Bin's soul plate was broken and Li Feihe knew that Li Bin was dead. Perhaps because he still felt a trace of guilt, or perhaps to protect his own reputation, he had been secretly sending people to investigate who killed Li Bin in the past few years.

It was not until Song Yun took the Kongling Sword to the Xuantie Refining Pavilion that they recognized the sword as Li Bin's. They then concluded that Song Yun was involved in Li Bin's death, and only then did Song Yun begin to be hunted down.

Through He Qidu's memory, Song Yun also learned that although Li Feihe, the leader of the Xuantie Refining Pavilion, was somewhat famous in Jinshi City, his cultivation level was only at the great perfection of the foundation building stage, and he was not that unattainable.

After knowing the whole story, Song Yun thought to himself that since the other party was so unreasonable and wanted to take his life, he could not just sit there and wait for death. He immediately decided to return to Jinshi City again to seek revenge on Li Feihe and make him pay for his actions.

Then, Song Yun looked at He Qidu's waist, where there was a storage bag hanging.

Song Yun lightly hooked his finger and untied the storage bag from He Qiduo's waist, then put it into his own storage bag.

Song Yun stood up and looked down at He Qidu, who was lying on the ground, bound by restrictions and unable to move or speak.

At this moment, He Qidu's eyes were full of fear and despair. He opened his eyes wide and stared at Song Yun, his eyes full of pleading, and a "woooo" sound kept coming out of his throat.

But Song Yun's hatred for him was already difficult to eliminate. After all, they had just plotted against him and almost caused his death. How could he easily forgive such behavior?

Song Yun snorted coldly, his eyes became even colder. He raised the sword in his hand, and without any hesitation, he exerted force with his arm and stabbed it hard towards He Qidu's chest.

The sharp tip of the sword instantly penetrated He Qidu's body, leaving a trace of bright blood, and then quickly went out from his back. He Qidu's body trembled violently, and the life in his eyes quickly disappeared, and finally he was completely dead. His head drooped weakly, and his body fell softly to the ground.

Song Yun quickly pulled out the sword, bringing out a stream of blood. The blood slowly flowed down the sword and dripped onto the ground, making a "tick-tick" sound.

Song Yun glanced at the dead He Qidu without any pity in his heart. He would never show mercy to enemies who wanted to murder him.

Afterwards, Song Yun used the fireball technique, and balls of flames gushed out from his palms and flew towards He Qidu's body, instantly enveloping the body in flames.

As the flames burned, He Qidu's body gradually turned into ashes.

After a simple breathing exercise, Song Yun's eyes regained a sharp light, and then he gently touched the head of the spirit bird on his shoulder.

"Lingque, let's go!"

The bird chirped happily.

Then, a green light shot up into the sky.

After a period of rapid flying on the sword, Song Yun quickly returned to Jinshi City.

At this time, Jinshi City was still bustling with people coming and going on the streets, but Song Yun had no intention of appreciating this prosperous scene. He walked straight towards a relatively hidden inn in the city.

After entering the inn, Song Yun asked for a room and stayed there.

After that, Song Yun waited quietly for the night to come.

As the night deepened, the entire Jinshi City seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep. The number of pedestrians on the streets gradually decreased, and the noise gradually subsided.

Song Yun slowly opened his eyes from meditation. He had already changed into black clothes, which blended into the night.

Song Yun gently pushed open the window and looked at the quiet street outside. Then he flashed and left the room of the inn and rushed towards the direction of the Black Iron Refining Pavilion.

Not long after, relying on He Qidu's memory, Song Yun avoided the patrolling guards and quietly entered the fifth floor of the Xuantie Refining Pavilion.

The fifth floor was extremely quiet, with only the occasional slight noise coming from downstairs.

Song Yun walked towards Li Feihe's room carefully, and each step was very light, without making any sound.

After arriving outside Li Feihe's room, Song Yun first knocked on the door gently a few times. The knocking sound seemed particularly abrupt in the quiet corridor.

Li Feihe in the room was sitting at the table, flipping through some books on refining equipment.

Hearing the knock on the door, Li Feihe frowned slightly, a trace of doubt surged in his heart, and murmured to himself: "It's so late, who could it be?"

Having said that, he put down the book in his hand, stood up and walked towards the door.

When Li Feihe heard the sound and opened the door, Song Yun seized the opportunity and instantly used space teleportation to enter his room.

Li Feihe first looked out the door, and seeing that there was no one outside, he became more and more confused, and thought to himself: "Did I hear it wrong?"

Then, he turned around and wanted to return to the room, but as soon as he turned around, he felt a chill on his neck. A sword was already against his neck. It was Song Yun holding the gray jade sword and pointing at him.

Song Yun made a hushing gesture, looked at Li Feihe with cold eyes, signaling him not to make a sound, and then lowered his voice and said, "Go in!"

Although the voice was soft, it contained an unquestionable command that made people dare not disobey.

Li Feihe was shocked and his face turned pale instantly. He never thought that someone would sneak into his room quietly and point a sword at him. He did not dare to resist at all and could only follow Song Yun's instructions and slowly walk into the room.

After Li Feihe entered the room, Song Yun shook his wrist lightly, spiritual power surged out, and he waved his hand to close the door.

Li Feihe looked at Song Yun, who had a spirit beast standing on his shoulder, a cold face and a sword pointed at him, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart.

"Mr. Song, is there anything you want to talk to me about?" After Li Feihe calmed down, he said with a stiff upper lip.

His voice trembled slightly, and although he tried hard to appear calm, he could not hide the panic in his eyes.

"Master Li, you are really forgetful. You have forgotten so quickly about sending people to hunt me down? Humph, today I come to ask for an explanation from you. You sent people to kill me, and you caused me to lose a top-grade spiritual weapon. We have to settle this account." Song Yun said coldly.

As he spoke, Song Yun moved the gray jade sword in his hand forward slightly.

The sharp blade of the gray jade sword instantly cut through the skin on Li Feihe's neck. A trace of blood seeped out and slowly flowed down along the blade.