Ling Wanchuan, Ling Wanxu, and Ling Pengxing's Bond

Ling Wanxu, who had always faced others with a cold expression and was hailed as the "Stone-faced Sword Cultivator," had written only a few dozen words.

"Pengxing Ancestor, I am Wanxu. This junior is about to head to the White Cloud Mountain Range front lines for garrison duty. When the Demon Beast Uprising comes and we battle the demon beasts, I will surely wield the sword in my hand and do everything in my power to slay every demon beast before my eyes, bringing no disgrace upon you, Pengxing Ancestor."

After some time, once Ling Pengxing had finished reading it, a pleased smile appeared on his face.

"They are both good children."

As soon as he spoke, he sent out two Message Talismans, then entered the cave abode deep within the valley.

Wang Shi and Wang Yu, the two Ghost Servants, watched their Master Ling Pengxing's departing back, their faces filled with unceasing delight.

Only after quite a while did the two come back to their senses.

Wang Yu, the younger female ghost cultivator with the better aptitude, shifted her gaze to the Soul Gathering Bottle before her, which contained the souls of three Late-Stage Foundation Establishment demon beasts. Two bright glints flashed in her eyes.

"With the aid of the three souls in this bottle, I will surely reach the Foundation Establishment Third Layer within these six months before we head to the White Cloud Mountain Range."

She muttered to herself for a while.

Meanwhile, Wang Shi also noticed the three demon beast souls Ling Pengxing had given him. After hesitating for half a breath, he handed his own three demon beast souls to his granddaughter Wang Yu.

"Yu'er, take these three Late-Stage Foundation Establishment demon beast souls in this bottle."

Wang Yu hurriedly refused.

"Grandfather, Late-Stage Foundation Establishment