Immortals Step into Heaven

Zheng Yuan nodded slightly and said, "Sister, I'll be careful." Then he turned and walked out of the room.

Junior Brother Zheng, have you reached an agreement with Senior Sister Zhang? Liu Pingping asked with a smile,

"Senior Sister Liu, I've already discussed this with Senior Sister Zhang. This time, it's all thanks to her advice. "Now, Junior Brother has some important matters to attend to and needs to return to the sect," Zheng Yuan replied with a smile.

"Junior Brother Zheng, are you leaving so soon?" Liu Pingping looked a little disappointed, a hint of sadness flashing in her eyes. But in her heart, she thought, it's not easy to meet Zheng Yuan once, I want to keep him to eat roast lamb together!

In the end, he had to go back to the sect for something, so it was not easy to bring it up now. She bit her lip slightly and forced a smile, saying, "Take care on your journey, Junior Brother. I hope we can meet again next time."

Zheng Yuan chuckled and said, "Then I'll take my leave now, and see you next time." After that, Zheng Yuan turned around and left Qingge.

Only Liu Pingping was left standing there, looking in the direction he left, feeling a little lost.

At this time, Zhang Xueyue came to the lobby and saw Liu Pingping's appearance. A glint of understanding flashed in her eyes. She said mischievously, "Pingping, why are you still looking after everyone has left? Could it be that you have fallen in love with Junior Brother Zheng?"

When Liu Pingping heard this, her cheeks instantly turned red and she said coquettishly, "Senior Sister, what are you talking about!"

I just... I just feel that it's a pity that I finally got to meet Junior Brother Zheng and he left so soon.

Zhang Xueyue chuckled, walked over to Liu Pingping, patted her shoulder gently, and said, "Okay, Pingping, don't think too much. You'll have a chance to see Junior Brother Zheng again in the future."

Liu Pingping nodded slightly, but still felt a little melancholy in her heart, wondering when they would meet again.

"By the way, Senior Sister, what did Junior Brother Zheng talk to you about just now?" Liu Pingping asked curiously.

Zhang Xueyue smiled slightly, revealing a charming smile, and said mischievously, "Why, Pingping, do you want to know? Senior sister won't tell you," with a hint of teasing in her eyes.

When Liu Pingping heard this, she immediately laughed and scolded: "Humph! Senior sister, you are so annoying!"

Tell me quickly!

Zheng Yuan left Qingge with a heavy heart. He didn't expect that there was no news about Yang Hong and Siqin in Qingge.

This made him feel like he had no idea where to start. After all, the Yunshan Market was not small. If these two people hid their identities, it would be unlikely for Zheng Yuan to find them easily.

Zheng Yuan arrived at an inn and settled in to see what was going on. Sitting in his room, Zheng Yuan took out the storage bags of Chen Yibai and another demon cultivator and examined them. Chen Yibai's bag contained a top-grade flying sword, dozens of pills, over two thousand low-grade spirit stones, and a copy of the Blood Blade Manual. He didn't show much interest after perusing it.

The other person's storage bag contained more than 500 low-grade spirit stones, several bottles of elixirs, and a top-grade magical flying sword. Zheng Yuan didn't even look down on the remaining magical weapons.

Zheng Yuan put the things away. There were more than 7,000 low-grade spirit stones in his storage bag, as well as several top-grade magical flying swords.

Zheng Yuan fed the Soul-Seeking Rat a Soul-Beast Pill. Xiao Hei had already reached the late first stage and the Soul-Beast Pill was of no use to him, so Zheng Yuan did not feed it to him anymore. This was a good thing for the Soul-Seeking Rat!

Zheng Yuan sat on the bed, his mind racing. He was thinking about how to find Yang Hong. First of all, Yang Hong would definitely come to Yunshan Market, and he could only find him there. Looking for him outside of the market would be like looking for a needle in a haystack, impossible.

After a long while, Zheng Yuan decided to use himself as bait to see if he could lure Yang Hong out. With his tenth-level Qi Refining cultivation, Yang Hong shouldn't be too defensive.

The next day, Zheng Yuan changed his appearance and arrived at the bustling street vendor area. He rented a stall for a month, spending 100 low-grade spirit stones.

Zheng Yuan had his own plans at the moment. He hoped that through this stall, he could not only collect information about Yang Hong but also spread his own news.

Zheng Yuan sat quietly in front of his stall, on which were placed several mid- and low-grade magical instruments, several bottles of elixirs, and several bottles of healing pills.

His asking price was so high that many people who came to inquire left with gloomy faces. However, Zheng Yuan didn't care, because his purpose was not to sell these pills and magic tools.

During the few days he set up his stall, Zheng Yuan noticed that the stall owners around him changed frequently, some even leaving after only half a day. The market stalls were highly mobile, after all, treasures, magical instruments, elixirs, and talismans were not easily available.

Most people rent a stall for a day, sell their wares, and then close it. Furthermore, selling too much on a street stall can easily lead to being targeted, making it far less secure than selling to a store. Consequently, people don't set up stalls too often.

While guarding his stall, Zheng Yuan continued to chat with nearby vendors and passersby about the interesting stories of the Corpse Refining Sect's Yang Hong, gradually beginning to discredit him. He hoped to attract Yang Hong's attention and thus find his whereabouts.

Zheng Yuan was certain that whenever Yang Hong came to Yunshan Market, he would most likely visit the street stalls. After all, the street stalls had always been a treasure-hunting spot for cultivators, and many had found treasures there.

Zheng Yuan himself often wandered the street vendor area, but he had never found any treasures. He couldn't help but wonder if it was just bad luck or just poor vision.

Half a month later, an old man named Ye, who was setting up a stall near Zheng Yuan, came to visit. He had reached the tenth level of Qi Refining. He looked ordinary, but he exuded a calm demeanor.

Zheng Yuan started talking with him and soon found that the old man was very knowledgeable. The two of them talked about many topics and got along very well.

Zheng Yuan would occasionally turn the topic to Yang Hong.

The old man surnamed Ye asked curiously, "Friend Zheng, what is the deep hatred between you and Yang Hong?"

When Zheng Yuan heard the old man surnamed Ye's question, his expression changed slightly, and a flash of grief and anger flashed in his eyes. He slowly said, "A brother of mine died at his hands. I only regret that I couldn't find him and couldn't avenge my brother."

Fellow Daoist Zheng, aren't you afraid that Yang Hong will find out you're looking for him and attack you?

Zheng Yuan calmed down and continued, "Yang Hong was ruthless. My brother had no grudge against him, yet he was brutally murdered. I searched everywhere for him, seeking justice for my brother."

The old man surnamed Ye nodded slightly and said, "It's difficult to settle grudges in this world, but revenge must be done with caution. Since Yang Hong is from the Corpse Refining Sect, he must be difficult to deal with."

Zheng Yuan gritted his teeth and said, "No matter how difficult it is, I will not give up. Fellow Daoist Ye, have you ever heard of Yang Hong's whereabouts?"

The old man surnamed Ye stroked his beard, pondered for a moment, and said, "I haven't heard of this person's whereabouts, but Yunshan Market is bustling with people, and the news is quite well-informed. You might want to pay more attention, and perhaps you will gain something."

Zheng Yuan sighed and said, "That's all I can do." "Fellow Daoist Ye, you've traveled extensively and gained a wealth of knowledge. If you have any news about Yang Hong, please let me know."