Immortal Cave Inheritance

"Fellow Daoist Song truly deserved it." Xu Yunhe had already caught his breath and spoke in agreement.

Seeing this, Zhu Yiqun shrugged. "Of course I have no objections either. This Time, we could only get this far thanks to Changsheng. He could have kept everything for himself in the first place."

With a few words between them, they established Song Changsheng's primary contribution. As the person in question, Song Changsheng naturally had no reason to be coy and gladly accepted their goodwill.

Before him lay a total of twelve Jade Boxes, five Jade Bottles, three Jade Slips, and three Jade Tablets of unknown use.

Song Changsheng did not pick and choose. He casually took a Jade Box, a Jade Bottle, and a purple Jade Slip, then stepped aside.

At this moment, Zhuang Yuechan said again, "Fellow Daoist Zhu was the organizer This Time. You should choose first as well."

"Heh, since Fellow Daoist Zhuang says so, then Old Zhu won't stand on ceremony." Zhu Yiqun chuckled and stepped forward to pick up a Jade Box.

Zhuang Yuechan had placed everyone ahead of herself. After several rounds of selection, only a Jade Bottle and those three Jade Tablets remained.

When it was Song Changsheng's turn again, everyone thought he would choose the Jade Bottle. Instead, he took a Blood-Red Jade Tablet.

"Changsheng, do you know what that thing does?" Zhu Yiqun asked curiously.

Song Changsheng shook his head. "I only feel that this item is fated with me, but I do not know what it is used for."

The others did not pursue the matter. Following the order Zhuang Yuechan had arranged, each took an item. Zhu Yiqun and Zhuang Yuechan each took a Jade Tablet, while the Jade Bottle fell into Xu Yunhe's hands.

After dividing up all these treasures, Song Changsheng cupped his fists toward them and said, "Fellow Daoists, if any of you obtained inheritances related to formations or artifact forging and are willing to part with them, I am willing to purchase or exchange for them. I will certainly satisfy you."

There were three Jade Slips in this Universe Bag that were suspected to record inheritances. Song Changsheng had only taken one. He had taken a moment to inspect it just now, and it recorded a sword technique. It was exceedingly exquisite, but useless to Song Changsheng.

What he wanted more was the Immortal Cave master's inheritance in formations or artifact forging.

"I have an inheritance concerning Artifact Forging Technique here." Xu Yunhe was the first to take out a Jade Slip and offer it to Song Changsheng.

"Many thanks, Fellow Daoist Xu. What do you want?" Song Changsheng was overjoyed. As expected, the Immortal Cave's master had left behind a relevant inheritance.

"Just take it, Fellow Daoist Song. It would be useless in my hands anyway." Xu Yunhe waved dismissively. All he needed was himself and his sword.

"That will not do. This item may be useless to you, Fellow Daoist, but to This Song, it is incomparably precious. I happen to have obtained a sword technique inheritance, so let us exchange." Song Changsheng took out the Jade Slip he had received.

The moment Xu Yunhe heard it was a sword technique inheritance, his heart stirred. A cultivator's path had four essential elements: technique, companions, wealth, and land.

Of these, cultivation techniques were the most important. As a Rogue Cultivator, he had stumbled upon a Sword Cultivator inheritance and thus embarked upon the path of cultivation.

By now, he was already beginning to run out of steam. He was not like Song Changsheng, who had a Lineage behind him, nor was he like the mysterious Zhu Yiqun and Zhuang Yuechan. This sword technique inheritance was truly charcoal in the snow for him.

"This is indeed something I urgently need. Let us proceed as Fellow Daoist suggests." Xu Yunhe felt somewhat embarrassed, since he had just said he would give it to Song Changsheng directly.

After the two completed their exchange, Zhuang Yuechan also took out a Jade Slip and said, "It seems Fellow Daoist Song's luck is poor today. Yuechan also has a formation inheritance here."

Song Changsheng's face immediately darkened. Of the three Jade Slips, two contained exactly what he needed, yet he had perfectly avoided the right answers. His luck was not merely poor—it was utterly disastrous.

With a bitter smile, he cupped his fists toward Zhuang Yuechan. "What does Fellow Daoist Zhuang want?"

The red lips beneath Zhuang Yuechan's veil curved into a faint smile. She pointed at the pile of valuables on the ground that had yet to be distributed. "I want these Cultivation Resources, as well as that emerald-green Jade Box Fellow Daoist took earlier."

"Fellow Daoist Zhuang, isn't that a bit greedy? I reckon that pile on the ground is worth no less than six thousand Spirit Stones. Changsheng's share must be worth around fifteen hundred too, yet you still want that Jade Box. Is your inheritance really worth that price?"

Zhu Yiqun fixed his small eyes on the Jade Slip in Zhuang Yuechan's hand, his doubt evident.

Zhuang Yuechan was not angered. She directly handed the Jade Slip to Song Changsheng. "Fellow Daoist Song may judge for himself whether it is worth it. Yuechan has no intention of opening her mouth like a lion."

Song Changsheng accepted the Jade Slip and pressed it to his forehead. After only getting a general look at its contents, raging tides immediately surged in the bottom of his heart.

Without the slightest hesitation, he took out the Jade Box. He had not opened it yet, but no matter what it contained, it could not compare to the temptation this inheritance held for Song Changsheng.

"Thank you for parting with it, Fellow Daoist. This Song is deeply grateful." Song Changsheng solemnly cupped his fists toward Zhuang Yuechan. This Time, he had truly taken enormous advantage of her.

Zhuang Yuechan gave him a rather complicated look but said nothing.

"There is definitely something going on between these two." Zhu Yiqun's gaze shifted back and forth between them as all sorts of plausible and implausible guesses began to fill his mind.

Soon after, the pile of Cultivation Resources on the ground was evenly divided into four portions, with Zhuang Yuechan taking two all for herself.

Although Song Changsheng did not obtain this batch of Cultivation Resources, he had gained the Immortal Cave master's inheritance of formations and artifacts, as well as a Secret Art. His harvest was abundant enough, and he was already very satisfied.

Right In as they prepared to tally the gains from this journey, Song Changsheng's expression suddenly changed. "Not good! Those Blood Demons have used some unknown method—the Mystic Sun Heavenly Gang Array is about to be breached!"

"What?" Everyone's faces drained of color. Even the Demon-Refining Formation could not stop these Blood Demons?

"Fellow Daoist Song, I must ask you to control the formation and delay them for a while longer. The elders of my sect should be arriving soon," Zhuang Yuechan said gravely.

"Alright. I will do my utmost."

The group emerged together. Only upon reaching the outside of the Immortal Cave did they discover that the sky overhead had been shrouded by a layer of filthy Black Blood, while the light barrier condensed from Yang Qi was being gradually encroached upon bit by bit.

"This is the Blood Demon Yin-Baleful Array, a demonic formation that can only be arranged through special means. Damn Blood Demons." Anger burned in Song Changsheng's chest.

Connecting all the events here, Song Changsheng suddenly understood why those Demonic Cultivators had come to intercept and kill them three years ago. It had been to arrange this vicious demonic formation. Everything had been planned from the start!

Thinking of Song Changjiu, Song Luding, and the others who had fallen in that battle, the fury in his heart reached its peak.

"Fellow Daoist Song, everything depends on you now," Zhuang Yuechan said with a grave expression, though her left hand quietly tightened around the Jade Pendant at her waist.

"Formation, rise! Heavenly Gang Wind Baleful Intent!"

With a loud shout from Song Changsheng, the formation immediately began operating madly, stirring up gust after gust of baleful wind that transformed into blades and slashed toward the Blood Sea covering the great formation...