God Destroying Pearl

Li Feihe was shocked and beads of sweat the size of beans instantly appeared on his forehead.

The sweat beads kept rolling down his cheeks, and the clothes on his back were also soaked with sweat and stuck tightly to his body.

He never thought that Song Yun already knew that he had sent people to hunt him down.

In other words, He Qiduo failed. He was so panicked that his body began to tremble slightly unconsciously.

"Mr. Song, please spare my life. I was really blinded by greed and did such a foolish thing. I hope that Mr. Song can be magnanimous and forgive me this time. I can compensate you, but I hope that Mr. Song can spare my life. I promise that I will never dare to be your enemy again." He begged for mercy again and again.

Song Yun narrowed his eyes slightly, with a trace of scrutiny in his eyes, and said coldly: "Oh? Tell me, how are you going to compensate me? If you are not sincere enough, then don't blame me for being rude."

Song Yun's voice was cold, and the gray jade sword in his hand was still pointed steadily at Li Feihe, with no intention of relaxing his vigilance.

Li Feihe was delighted when he heard this, thinking that there might be a chance of a turnaround. His eyes were full of flattery, and he hurriedly said, "I can compensate you with 5,000 medium-grade spirit stones. I hope you will spare me for the sake of this compensation."

As he spoke, he secretly observed Song Yun's expression, hoping that Song Yun would be moved and agree to spare his life.

"Ah..."

Song Yun sneered, and his laughter was full of sarcasm.

"Is Pavilion Master Li's life only worth five thousand mid-grade spirit stones? Humph, are you treating me like a beggar, or do you think my life is so worthless? You underestimate me, Song Yun!" Song Yun said disdainfully.

As he spoke, Song Yun pushed the sword in his hand forward again, and the cold blade was close to Li Feihe's neck again.

Li Feihe was so frightened that his body suddenly stiffened, the expression on his face froze instantly, and the fear in his eyes became even more intense.

Li Feihe was horrified when he saw this. He quickly waved his hands and shook his head, and said anxiously: "No...no...no...Little Friend Song, I was wrong just now. I am willing to compensate you with 10,000 medium-grade spirit stones. This is really the greatest sincerity I can show. I hope Little Friend Song will be satisfied and forgive me this time."

His voice became shrill due to nervousness and fear, and his body was shaking uncontrollably again, for he was afraid that Song Yun would be unhappy and take his life.

"What else? Spirit stones alone are not enough. My top-grade spirit sword has been destroyed. Now you want to get rid of me with these few spirit stones? How can it be so cheap?" Song Yun said with a smile.

There was no warmth in Song Yun's smile, but instead a chilling coldness. His eyes were still fixed on Li Feihe, not missing any change in expression on his face, in case he was playing any tricks.

Li Feihe became more and more flustered, and beads of sweat kept appearing on his forehead.

While wiping the sweat off his face with his sleeve, he racked his brains to think of something else he could come up with.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something and his eyes lit up.

"And... and... By the way, Little Friend Song, I just got a map of an ancient cultivator's cave not long ago. I haven't had the time to explore it yet, and I'm willing to give it to Little Friend Song. There may be a lot of good things hidden in that cave, which must be more valuable than these ten thousand mid-grade spirit stones. I only beg Little Friend Song to spare my life." Li Feihe said hurriedly.

There was a trace of pain in his eyes. After all, this map was a treasure he had obtained with great difficulty. He had wanted to wait until he was stronger, or find some reliable helpers to explore together, but now he could not care less in order to save his life.

"A map of an ancient cultivator's cave? Could it be the ancient magic weapon that was recently passed down in Jinshi City? If so, then this map must be extremely precious. Are you really willing to give it to me?" Song Yun asked doubtfully.

Song Yun was indeed somewhat curious about the map. After all, if he could really find the legendary treasure, it would definitely be of great help to his path of cultivation. However, he did not dare to believe Li Feihe's words easily. Who knew if this was a lie he made up to get away?

"No, my friend Song. The information circulating in Jinshi City is all hearsay and just rumors. The cave pointed to by the map I got is said to be the cave of a cultivator in the late Jindan period. There may be many treasures in it. Although they are not as good as the rumored ancient magic weapons, they are definitely of great value. My friend, you can take it and explore it. You will definitely gain a lot. I hope you will accept this map and forgive me this time." Li Feihe waved his hand hurriedly.

Li Feihe said this while looking at Song Yun eagerly.

After thinking for a moment, Song Yun weighed the pros and cons in his mind and felt that if the map was true, it would be a good compensation, so he nodded.

"Okay, if you give me the map and the spirit stone, I can spare your life."

"Please move the magic sword away, Mr. Song. I'm really scared because your sword is pointing at me, and it's not convenient for me to get the things." Li Feihe responded quickly.

He looked at Song Yun cautiously, his eyes full of pleading, for fear that Song Yun would be unhappy and change his mind.

"I advise you not to play tricks. If I find out something wrong, you'll be dead." Song Yun snorted coldly and said.

After saying that, he turned to Lingque and said, "Lingque, show it to Pavilion Master Li, so that he knows the consequences of being clever."

The spirit bird nodded, a hint of sharpness flashed in its smart eyes, and then it slowly released the aura of a level five demon beast.

The aura was like an invisible and mighty wave that instantly spread out in all directions. The entire room was enveloped by this powerful spiritual pressure. The air seemed to become heavy, making people feel difficult to breathe.

Li Feihe instantly felt a spiritual pressure pressing on him. The pressure was like a heavy mountain, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

His body fell to the ground uncontrollably, his legs trembling constantly, his face full of fear.

"Mr. Song, please spare my life. I will never play any tricks. How dare I? I only ask you to ask Lord Lingque to take away the pressure. I really can't stand it anymore." He begged for mercy quickly.

Seeing Li Feihe's appearance, Song Yun thought that he would not dare to play any tricks, so he retracted the gray jade sword and nodded to the spirit bird, signaling it to withdraw its spiritual power pressure.

Seeing this, the fierce look in Lingque's eyes gradually faded, and the powerful aura on his body was instantly restrained. The pressure in the entire room suddenly disappeared without a trace, and the air became relaxed again.

But Li Feihe was still frightened. He slumped on the ground, gasping for breath, with beads of sweat still rolling down his forehead.

Li Feihe wiped the sweat from his head, then stood up tremblingly, patted the storage bag on his waist, and his spiritual power surged slightly, and he took out an ancient map from it.

The map looked old, the paper was slightly yellowed, and there were complicated patterns drawn on it with some mysterious symbols and lines. It faintly emitted an obscure spiritual fluctuation, and it was obvious that it was not an ordinary object.

Li Feihe held the map in both hands and handed it to Song Yun respectfully.

"Friend Song, this is the map of the ancient monk's cave. Keep it well."

Afterwards, he quickly walked to the table in the room, squatted down, fumbled under the table, and found a hidden small secret chamber. He opened the secret chamber and took out a storage bag from it.

Then Li Feihe turned around and walked quickly to Song Yun and handed the storage bag to Song Yun.

"Friend Song, there are a total of 11,000 middle-grade spirit stones in this storage bag. The extra 1,000 is my extra apology to you. I hope you don't despise it. I only ask that you keep your promise and forgive me this time."

There was still a hint of worry in Li Feihe's eyes, fearing that Song Yun would change his mind after taking the things and not let him go.