Golden Scale Beast's Ownership (Seeking Follow-up Reading)

Ye Xinghe was still speaking with Ye Xingliu, except they had already switched to voice transmission.

On the surface, they seemed to be discussing the spoils of war and the aftermath of this incident, but Ye Jingcheng knew that it likely also involved the anomaly beneath the lake.

Though he could not see their expressions, Ye Jingcheng vaguely sensed a far more solemn atmosphere.

At this moment, Ye Jingcheng felt relieved within.

In a cultivation family, if there were truly kindness without reserve and no secrets whatsoever, that family would not survive for long.

Unable to obtain the blood leeches, not even worthy of knowing news about them, Ye Jingcheng could only urge himself to cultivate even more diligently.

Being able to earn the family's trust and obtain the cultivation method for the Beast Communication Mark, he had already gained a great deal.

Ye Jingcheng could not help looking at Xu Xiuqing. She was still forcing herself not to sob, but the eyes revealed beneath her black robe were already completely wet.

Holding Old Xu's corpse, she took out a pitch-black coffin. Clearly, she had anticipated something before coming here.

She gently placed Old Xu into the coffin, then heavily kowtowed three times. With no farewell wine, she took out some Spirit Water and poured a bowl for heaven and earth, then another for Old Xu, before tearfully drinking a bowl herself.

Before she even had time to speak her farewells, she silently closed the coffin lid.

Then she swiftly stored it away in her Storage Bag.

On the other side, everyone from the Ye Family had already cleared away all traces in the valley. Ye Xingliu even took out a second-rank Treasure Boat.

The Treasure Boat remained very small. They were still within the Mount Taihang Mountain Range, and keeping a low profile was never a bad thing.

Once he saw that Xu Xiuqing had no further reaction, Ye Xingliu controlled the Spirit Boat and sailed into the distance.

On the Spirit Boat, no one spoke, a rare occurrence. Everyone seemed to still be immersed in the battle just now.

The younger generation, including Ye Jingcheng, had witnessed the might of a Blood Cultivator and were now reflecting on it, while the elders were refining the entire battle process.

Reviewing a battle was the first lesson the Ye Family's Clan Elders taught every Ye Family cultivator.

It was not merely a matter of growing wiser after being stung once; even after tasting honey, one had to reflect.

Only then could cultivators live longer, and only then could the family travel farther.

Xu Xiuqing was also seated on the Spirit Boat. She sat beside Ye Jingcheng, and he could feel her body trembling slightly.

This time, the Spirit Boat had not activated its Spirit Shield.

Amid the gale winds, her sobbing could not be heard.

But Ye Jingcheng knew she was deeply grieved.

Yet for cultivators with long lifespans, failure and parting would always be common occurrences.

As a Qi Training Stage 6 cultivator, he was not qualified to console others.

"Thank you!" Ye Jingcheng had not spoken, but Xu Xiuqing took the initiative.

Her voice was exceedingly low.

"No need to thank me. I did not help much." Ye Jingcheng shook his head.

It would have been different if Old Xu had been saved, but he had not been.

"At least my father was left with an intact body!" Xu Xiuqing persisted.

After saying that, she spoke no more. Only the gale winds in the air howled harshly.

Ye Jingcheng fell silent for a moment, then added:

"My condolences. We were born into the world of cultivation, and there are things we cannot help. But precisely because we were born into the world of cultivation, we can also forge immortal arts!"

"One day, with a three-foot sword in hand, we will kill until the Heretical Cultivators of the world dare not raise their eyes or lift their heads!"

Ye Jingcheng did not know how to comfort people, much less female cultivators. After forcing out those words, he said nothing more and closed his eyes.

Xu Xiuqing had not expected that. She raised her eyes, then nodded.

"Mm!"

The Spirit Boat fell silent again, while the gale winds grew louder and louder. After an unknown amount of time, the mountaintop where they had rendezvoused was already close at hand.

Crunch, crunch!

At the front of the Spirit Boat, Ye Xinghe took out quite a few spirit pills and fed them to Lizard Elder. Lizard Elder had contributed greatly in this battle.

After eating the spirit pills, Lizard Elder vanished once more, concealing itself aboard the Spirit Boat.

Ye Xinghe then took out another Spirit Boat.

"Young Friend Xu, let us return to the market first. Ye, too, is deeply saddened by your father's passing." Ye Xinghe looked at Xu Xiuqing, Ye Jingcheng, and Ye Xingyu.

Clearly, Ye Jingyu and the others still needed to return to Lingyun Peak of the Ye Family, while Ye Jingcheng needed to return to the market.

Ye Jingcheng was naturally more than satisfied with this. At the market, he could refine more spirit pills and would also have a chance to obtain the Golden Scale Beast. For him, what was there not to like? "Jingcheng, how did you raise your Crimson Flame Fox?" At this time, as they were about to part, Ye Jingyong sent Ye Jingcheng a voice transmission.

Ye Jingcheng did not know how to answer.

Indeed, his Crimson Flame Fox had grown rather quickly. Anyone with eyes could see that Ye Jingcheng's Crimson Flame Fox could cast the Greater Fireball Spell, and it was now probably equivalent to Qi Training Stage 8.

Yet their two Flying Cloud Leopards had likely not even reached Qi Training Stage 6.

One had to know that they had spared no effort in raising their Spirit Beasts either.

"Perhaps spirit foxes are naturally full of vitality. It survived wounds like those, so perhaps Spirit Beasts also have the saying: survive a great calamity, and good fortune will surely follow," Ye Jingcheng could only answer vaguely.

Ye Jingyong could not help slapping his thigh, looking somewhat regretful.

"Jingcheng, I truly envy you. What a pity Second Brother had no eye for it!" When they had chosen their Spirit Beasts, Ye Jingyong had ranked ahead of Ye Jingcheng.

Only behind Ye Jingyu.

Ye Jingcheng did not answer further. It was not only Ye Jingyong who had lacked discernment.

He then bade farewell to his Fourth Brother, Ye Jingyu.

Finally, he exchanged farewells with Ye Xingliu, Ye Haiyi, and the other Clan Elders.

Only then did he board Ye Xinghe's Spirit Boat and head toward the market.

This Spirit Boat was much slower, and by the time they reached the market, a fine drizzle had begun to fall from the sky again.

Many verdant bamboo stalks had been washed fresh and bright by the rain, while many insects buzzed in the air.

Xu Xiuqing's gaze grew even dimmer.

Before long, the four of them disembarked from the Spirit Boat and returned to the shop.

Seeing Ye Jingcheng and the others return safely, Ye Xinghong and Ye Jingli hurriedly poured each of them a cup of spirit tea.

Ye Xinghe retrieved the black spirit robes, but surprisingly did not take back Xu Xiuqing's.

He merely handed her a cup of spirit tea.

"Thank you." Xu Xiuqing accepted the spirit tea and took half a sip, still lacking any interest.

She took a Jade Slip from her robes and handed it to Ye Xinghe.

"Senior Ye, this is where the Spirit Mine is located. My father found it together with several Rogue Cultivator friends. We had thought..."

"Alas!" Xu Xiuqing had wanted to continue, but the moment she thought of Old Xu, her words turned into a long sigh.

The Spirit Mine had already been given to the Ye Family, so there was little point in saying those things.

"Senior Ye, give the Golden Scale Beast to Big Brother Ye Jingcheng. No Spirit Stones are needed!" Xu Xiuqing spoke again.

The moment those words came out, Ye Jingcheng could not help being startled.

He wanted to speak, but Xu Xiuqing had left behind her half-full cup and already departed from the shop!