sinovels Chapter 105 How many Mingwens will this require killing?
Chapter 105 How many Mingwens will this require killing?
A calm voice rang out beside Yue Chi.
As if he had found his pillar of support, Yue Chi suddenly turned his head.
Upon seeing that it was Li Qingyi, he immediately scrambled over to her.
"OP, OP! What...what just happened?! Are you...are you hurt?!"
Li Qingyi said calmly, "What do you think?"
Yue Chi then belatedly looked at Li Qingyi and saw that his breathing was steady, his clothes were neat, and not a single hair was messed up.
Realizing he had asked a stupid question, and feeling a chill run down his spine, he quickly released his grip and said sheepishly:
"Yes...it was my subordinate who was so frightened that he lost his mind. Your Majesty's divine might has protected you from harm."
"Let's go," Li Qingyi reached out and grabbed his shoulder, "It's time to go back to Huanzhu Tower."
"Yes! Yes!" Yue Chi nodded hurriedly.
Li Qingyi said no more. He activated his magic, rode a gentle breeze, lifted the two of them, and transformed into a streak of light, speeding towards Xuan Ce City before disappearing into the vast night.
Luo Wang stood in the courtyard, looking in the direction Li Qingyi had left, then at the dead and wounded clansmen and guests, his face filled with pain.
The aftermath of the fight between just two high-level cultivators caused such a heavy blow to the Luo family, which had been operating for many years. Nearly half of its core disciples were killed, and more than thirty guests also died.
Is this the price of weakness?
"Why has my Luo family suffered such a calamity?" He sighed, looking up at the sky, his cloudy eyes filled with incomprehension.
Forcing himself to stay alert, Luo Wang began directing the surviving elders and members of his household to collect the bodies, comfort the wounded, and handle the aftermath.
By the time everything was initially arranged, it was already past midnight.
Exhausted, Luo Wang seemed to have aged ten years. He hunched over as he walked toward the small courtyard where Luo Huanhuan was staying.
The moonlight, like water, quietly spilled into the courtyard.
Luo Huanhuan remained in that position, standing motionless in front of the door, looking up at the cold, bright moon.
Her eyes were vacant, and the shyness and sweetness that had been on her face were gone, replaced by deep confusion and disappointment.
"He clearly came back... why did he leave again? Without saying a word..."
She kept asking herself this question.
"Does he think I'm too frivolous and promiscuous to be with him? Or... is it just a passing fancy?"
Perhaps, in the eyes of someone like him, she was nothing more than a trivial, fleeting affair.
A bitter smile appeared on her lips.
Just then, slow footsteps came from outside the courtyard.
Luo Huanhuan's heart tightened, and a sense of anticipation welled up inside her.
Is he back? She looked up at the courtyard gate.
What came into view was the wrinkled, weary old face of my grandfather, Luo Wang.
Hope was instantly extinguished, replaced by a deeper sense of loss.
When Luo Wang walked up to her, she realized that the person was her grandfather. She quickly composed herself and said respectfully:
"grandfather……"
"Sigh..." Luo Wang sighed. He felt as if he had aged countless years in that one night.
"You're the fourth son's daughter, right?"
Luo Huanhuan nodded, a strange unease rising in her heart.
Luo Wang closed his eyes briefly, his voice filled with sorrow, "Your father... he... is gone."
The greatest pain in life is for a parent to outlive their child. Luo Wang felt this deeply at that moment.
Luo Huanhuan's expression froze instantly.
Her hand, which was holding onto the door frame, slipped limply, and she fell backward with a thud onto the cold ground.
She raised her head blankly, gazing at her grandfather's aged and sorrowful face in the moonlight, her eyes vacant.
"Grandpa, what...what did you just say?"
……
Inside Huanzhulou, the lights flickered.
Li Qingyi sat upright behind her large desk, examining the Soul-Devouring Banner and the Crystallized Resentment on the desk by candlelight.
As his eyes grew cloudy from staring at the crystallized resentment for so long, a clear, melodious sword cry rang in his mind.
I instantly regained my senses.
"That was close... The corrosive power of this crystallized resentment is invisible and intangible, making it impossible to defend against."
He exhaled a long breath, and his eyes regained their clarity. "Thanks to this 'Heart Sword,' it can always protect my mind and slay external demons at crucial moments. It is truly mysterious and wonderful."
He composed himself and refocused his attention on the two treasures.
He picked up the Soul-Devouring Banner with his left hand and grasped the Crystal of Resentment with his right, beginning a more detailed comparison.
"Although this Soul-Devouring Banner is a high-grade magic weapon and its craftsmanship is quite excellent, it is ultimately a heretical and unorthodox item, more sinister than upright."
Li Qingyi shook her head slightly, her fingers brushing over the hideous ghost faces on the banner.
"Without the support of a formation, using this banner alone would likely reduce its power to less than one-tenth, making it utterly useless and unsuitable for serious use."
His gaze shifted to the crystal of resentment in his right hand. "On the contrary, this crystal of resentment is a naturally formed low-grade magic treasure."
This alone makes it dozens of times stronger than the Soul-Devouring Banner.
Li Qingyi sighed, "It's a pity that this thing requires living souls as consumables."
He suddenly thought of:
"Since they are all similar types of treasures..."
Is it possible to use the 'Soul-Devouring Banner' as a sacrifice, using the power of the vengeful spirits it contains as nourishment, to refine it into the low-grade magic weapon, the 'Crystal of Resentment'?
A glint of light flashed in Li Qingyi's eyes. "If we succeed, it might accelerate the growth of the resentment crystal."
This idea piqued his interest.
The cultivation world is full of wondrous objects and complex techniques, so there may be similar methods of "treasure fusion".
"Perhaps we could inquire about this with Mu Chunfeng."
Li Qingyi pondered:
"He has been in charge of the Tingyu Pavilion branch for many years, and has come into contact with all sorts of people. He is well-informed and may know where there are unassuming but highly skilled blacksmiths or similar secret techniques passed down."
Even if there isn't, it's good to have him keep an eye out for news in that area.
He placed the two treasures side by side on the table, gazing once more at the crystallized resentment, its color now even deeper than before, and silently estimated in his mind:
"Having devoured a Mingwen that was close to the ninth level of Qi Refining, the growth of this crystal is practically negligible."
To upgrade it from a low-grade magic weapon to a mid-grade magic weapon, it would probably need to devour a massive amount of the souls of late-stage Qi Refining cultivators…
He suddenly remembered what Xi Yue had said: as long as the mortals of several cities were used as sacrifices.
Li Qingyi shook her head, suppressing the thought.
He realized that he had been too hasty. He had to take things one step at a time.
Composing himself, he carefully put the two treasures away again.
His gaze shifted to the two corpses lying in the storage ring, Lu Zhenxuan, and Mingwen, which had been placed there earlier.
"Mingwen's corpse, once submitted for verification, is worth two thousand contribution points. Lu Zhenxuan's corpse, being a Foundation Establishment cultivator... is probably worth even more."
Li Qingyi stroked her chin thoughtfully:
"The mission related to Lu Zhenxuan should be worth about 10,000 to 20,000 contribution points. We need to find a way to get the leader of Qingling City to give it back."
Thinking of this, Li Qingyi got up, straightened her robes, and headed straight for the Xuan Ce City branch of Ting Yu Ge.
……
Every time Li Qingyi stepped into this secluded side room used for submitting missions, a sense of curiosity would inevitably arise in her heart.
The room was not large, and a complex array about three zhang (approximately 10 meters) in the center of the floor was engraved.
There was nothing else besides that, and not even a person in charge of inspection.
Li Qingyi took Mingwen's corpse out of her storage ring and placed it in the center of the formation.
The formation was activated, a ghostly blue light flashed, and the corpse vanished.
About three breaths later, the light suddenly intensified, then quickly dimmed and returned to its original state.
Li Qingyi looked at the assassin's token; two thousand contribution points had already been credited to her account.
"This verification method... is truly mysterious."
Li Qingyi looked at the array that had returned to calm and muttered to herself.
What exactly is the other end of this formation connected to? Is it some verification agency? Or is it directly connected to a core warehouse of the Listening Rain Pavilion, or perhaps the appraisal center for magical artifacts?
The more he thought about it, the more unfathomable the depths of the Listening to Rain Pavilion seemed.
"I long to possess the profound abilities of an immortal, to see through these mysteries in a single thought."
After submitting the task and receiving the contribution points, Li Qingyi was in a good mood. She wanted to ask Mu Chunfeng for information, but unfortunately, there was no one around.
Li Qingyi found a recliner and comfortably leaned back in it.
He began browsing the assassin's shop.
With a contribution value of 3,750, one could now consider oneself to have some assets.
"I have a wide range of offensive methods. However, my defense and survival skills are my weakness."
Li Qingyi had a clear train of thought.
"The most urgent task is to replenish healing pills, escape talismans, and protective talismans or magical artifacts that can block a fatal blow in a critical moment."
With her mind at ease, Li Qingyi found the corresponding section and began to examine it.
I don't know if I don't see it, I'm startled when I see it.
【Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pill (Superior Grade)】:
Suitable for later stages of Qi cultivation, it can quickly restore severe internal and external injuries within ten breaths without harming the life essence, and has a purifying effect on some Yin poisons, fire poisons, and metal evils.
Eight pills per bottle.
Exchange requires 2000 contribution points.
[Ten-Mile Travel Talisman (Superior Grade)]:
Once activated, it can instantly travel ten miles away in a random direction, with its escape light concealed.
One-time use talisman.
Exchange requires 1500 contribution points.
【Golden Amulet (Superior Grade)】:
Once activated, it can form a protective golden aura that can withstand a full-force attack from a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining, lasting for three breaths.
One-time use talisman.
Exchange requires 1800 contribution points.
"Um……"
Li Qingyi had to admit that it was indeed very expensive.
However, the effects described in the item descriptions are indeed tempting, especially the Ten-Mile Travel Talisman.
"These golden protective talismans and pills are naturally very effective against Qi Refining stage cultivators, but against Foundation Establishment cultivators... they're probably still not enough."
Li Qingyi only wanted to find a magical treasure or talisman that could defend against attacks from Foundation Establishment cultivators.
After glancing at the price, I felt completely overwhelmed.
A low-grade defensive magic item is priced as high as 50,000 contribution points.
[Minor Five Elements Escape Talisman (Foundation Establishment Level Treasure Talisman)]:
Once activated, it can transform into a beam of five-elemental light, instantly escaping three hundred miles away and slightly disrupting the heavenly order, making it difficult to be tracked.
One-time use talisman.
Exchange requires 8000 contribution points.
[Mystic Tortoise Armor Shield (Low-grade Magic Treasure)]:
This defensive magic weapon, once activated, forms a phantom of a spirit armor shield that can withstand several full-force attacks from a Foundation Establishment early stage cultivator, or a single strike from a Foundation Establishment mid stage cultivator.
It needs to be refined, can be reused, and can be infused with mana to speed up the recovery process.
Exchange requires 50000 contribution points.
[Substitute Puppet (Special Treasure)]:
It requires a blood oath to bind it to its owner and must be worn on the body. When the owner suffers a fatal attack, the puppet will automatically activate, withstand the attack, and shatter completely.
One-time use treasure.
Exchange requires 120000 contribution points.
"Fifty thousand...how many Mingwens would that take to kill?"
Li Qingyi's lips twitched. He realized that what he needed far exceeded his current spending power.
"That damned Listening Rain Pavilion Master!" Li Qingyi couldn't help but curse inwardly.
"He keeps spreading rumors that I'm his personal disciple, but all I've got is an empty title; I haven't even seen a hair on his head!"
After finishing his rant, he exited the store interface and left the Tingyuge branch somewhat dejectedly.
The night was deep, and the streets of Xuan Ce City were empty and silent, with only the occasional faint sound of the night watchman's clapper in the distance.
The cool night breeze caressed his face, slightly dispelling the restlessness in his heart.
As he walked, he suddenly remembered that he had once obtained a Ghost Moon Secret Box, but he couldn't open it no matter what he did.
"This thing is truly tasteless to eat, but a pity to throw away."
Suddenly, a pink figure flashed through Li Qingyi's mind.
"Perhaps Miss Jade Butterfly has a solution?"
Li Qingyi immediately changed direction, disregarding the fact that it was the middle of the night, and headed towards the street where Luomei Residence was located.
Now, Li Qingyi, who is known as Huanzhu Louzhu, is a celebrity, and Luomeiju dares not neglect her.
Upon hearing Li Qingyi's request, the maid felt extremely troubled.
After hesitating for a moment, she still dared not offend the Master of Huanzhu Pavilion. "Master, please wait a moment, this servant will go to the inner courtyard to ask the young lady."
Li Qingyi sat in the main hall of Luomei Residence and nodded.
Suddenly, a familiar, delicate fragrance wafted into my nostrils.
Li Qingyi looked up and followed the scent.
A graceful figure in gorgeous attire stood by the railing, tilting her head slightly and looking at her with a half-smile.
If it's not Zhao Mengxi, then who is it?
"How come this woman has so many clothes? She changes into a different one every day."