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The main hall of Lingyun Sect.

Sect leader Ling Xiao Zhenjun personally entertained Xuanming Sect's Elder Lingxu, Elder Qingfeng and senior disciple Xiaoyang.

"I wonder why Elder Lingxu came to my Lingyun Sect in person?" asked True Lord Lingxiao politely.

Although Lingyun Sect and Xuanming Sect are close to each other and have closer exchanges than other sects, disciples usually do everything for them. However, this time, the Grand Elder of Xuanming Sect brought their sect master's eldest disciple Zecheng with him, which must be something important.

Elder Lingxu stroked his white beard with a smile and bowed to True Lord Lingxiao.

"We are truly inconveniencing your clan by coming here, but we have no choice but to come here with such a thick face as this is a matter of great importance."

Elder Qingfeng, standing nearby, curled his lips inwardly, aware of his own shamelessness. This fellow had already asked him about the Burning Demon Spear before he arrived. He'd told him to come and talk to the Sect Master himself, but he'd actually come the next day.

"I heard that your sect has recently refined a spiritual weapon, the Demon-Burning Spear, which is specifically designed to combat demonic energy and is quite effective. I wonder if I could take a look at it?"

I have heard from disciples more than once these days that every disciple of Lingyun Sect who goes on a mission is equipped with a Demon-Burning Spear. This gun can store the Feng family's flame and can eliminate demonic energy without the need for Feng family disciples to follow it. It is very convenient.

However, he asked the sect's weapon-refining disciples to try but failed to make it, so he had no choice but to come to Lingyun Sect himself to find out.

After hearing what he said, True Lord Lingxiao and Elder Qingfeng looked at each other and knew in their hearts that this was aimed at their Demon-Burning Spear.

Seeing that he had a request for them and it was not some other important matter, True Lord Lingxiao sat in the main seat and relaxed.

This Demon-Burning Spear was given to Kuang Wu by Yun Yao, a disciple of Danfeng, which enabled Kuang Wu to find the right refining materials and refine it.

He had long anticipated that once other sects knew about this, they would certainly come to learn from it one day. Now he could use this opportunity to make a fortune from them.

Thinking of this, the smile on Ling Xiao Zhenjun's face became more genuine, "Xiao Yang, show Elder Ling Xu our Demon Burning Spear."

"Yes, Master."

Xiaoyang took out a Demon Burning Spear and showed it to them directly in the hall. The Feng family's flame stored in the Demon Burning Spear was enough to destroy dozens of demonic puppets. He shot the flame forward directly, and the flame could reach as far as more than 20 meters.

From the moment he took out the Demon Burning Spear, Elder Lingxu's eyes were glued to it, and he even leaned in to observe it closely. He had some experience in weapon refining, but unfortunately, he couldn't tell from the appearance of it what the secret was.

"It really is the Feng family's flame." Elder Lingxu sighed softly, and Ze Cheng, who was watching next to him, also widened his eyes.

I don’t know who came up with this ingenious idea and design, he is truly a genius.

After demonstrating it, Xiao Yang, at the Sect Master's signal, put away the Demon Burning Spear. Elder Lingxu kept following and watching, and when he saw Xiao Yang put it away like that, he rubbed his nose in dismay.

"This is the treasure of our sect. What will happen if you see it?" Elder Qingfeng said deliberately with a smile.

"Well, I'll just take a look." Elder Lingxu glared at him. They were old friends, but he didn't even help him.

He turned and bowed to True Lord Ling Xiao, "Let's be frank. My sect would like to borrow your sect's spiritual weapon. Is that possible?"

Sect Master Ling Xiao Zhenjun pondered for a moment, "We are all righteous sects fighting against demonic energy. We can certainly learn from you, but how do you want to learn from you?"

"That's right, you want to learn from me just by opening your mouth, but you don't seem to have any sincerity." Elder Qingfeng echoed the sentiment.

Elder Qingfeng received another glare from Elder Lingxu, but he still smiled.

"Of course I have sincerity. Our sect recently discovered an ancient mansion, and we would like to invite your disciples to go there together. Is that possible?"

True Lord Lingxiao narrowed his eyes and thought, without saying yes or no. He had heard some rumors about this matter, so it should be true.

"No one has ever been to this mansion, and no one knows if there are any real things inside. But our Demon Burning Spear is a real object right in front of us."

Hearing this, Elder Lingxu gritted his teeth, knowing it wouldn't be that easy. Helplessly, he pulled out another storage bag from his bosom.

"This contains a pool of spiritual fluid, which can be absorbed by disciples below the Nascent Soul stage for twenty years. I wonder if this is sincere enough?"

After receiving the Sect Master's signal, Elder Qingfeng said, "It's just barely passable."

"For now, the matter of refining the Demon Burning Spear has not been made public, so you can only prepare the materials yourselves and we will help you refine a batch for free." True Lord Lingxiao made the conclusion.

Lingxu's mouth twitched. How could it be free? He had clearly paid for it. The Lingyun Sect was saying that they would not give them the blueprints until they had plundered the other two sects. It was really like that. He felt strangely balanced.

Anyway, they have to prepare the materials themselves, and now someone is helping them to refine them, so why not do it?

"Alright, I'll trouble you then."

So far, Xuanmingzong's attitude was perfect and the two sides reached a pleasant cooperation.

Yun Yao was in her own Lingyue Peak and had no idea about the two transactions of the Burning Demon Spear. If she had known, she would have been happy to see it succeed and promote it widely so that not everyone would be afraid of the demonic energy.

She has been busy refining pills recently to hand over to the sect as her share of pills. Many of them were pills that she could not refine before due to her low cultivation level. Now that she has reached the Golden Elixir stage, she can refine them with ease.

There is a pill made from the Dream Lotus that can expand spiritual consciousness. After taking it, if you encounter an illusion again, you will have great immunity.

After she succeeded in refining it, she gave a portion to all her fellow disciples and also gave some to her master.

There was also a Nine Revolutions Pill, made from a Nine Revolutions Reincarnation Fruit and Spiritual Fluid. Everyone, including Zhuang Bufan, was given one, which could save lives in critical moments. While not as effective as the resurrection-reviving No Falling Fruit, it could still heal both internal and external injuries.

Feng family secret room.

"I heard that Lingyun Sect has recently refined a Demon-Burning Spear that can be widely used?" In the dim secret room, a middle-aged man sat at the top, with two tufts of silver-white hair on his forehead and black hair behind his ears.

"Yes. If this continues, it will probably affect the reputation of the Feng family." Someone below replied.

"Hmph, I wonder which opportunist invented this thing. It still relies on the Feng family's flame." The man's eyes were full of disdain.

"Second Master, do you want me to find someone?" The man standing below made a gesture of wiping his neck.

"Never mind. They've been clearing out puppets everywhere lately. Let's keep a low profile."

"Yes."

Ten days later.

Yun Yao went to attend the Feng family banquet with her master and third senior brother.

Sitting on Ye Feng's flying boat, bored, Yun Yao got close to Ye Feng and gossiped.

"Third Brother, you said that Second Brother would go on a journey with Fairy Ziyun to gain experience. Will he fall in love with Fairy Ziyun? They're alone, hehe!"

Ye Feng sat in the pavilion, holding a white paper fan with emerald green ribs, fanning himself intermittently. He listened to her words and glanced at her sideways.

Tsk, I wonder when my junior sister became such a bad person that she even knows the term "lonely man and single woman".

Ye Feng slammed the fan in his hand shut and tapped Yun Yao lightly on the head. "You're so young, aren't you worrying too much?"

"Not much, not much, Third Brother, don't you want to know?"

Yun Yao chuckled and winked at him.