Qing Xuzi pondered for a while before stating his new request.
"What is it? What use would it be to you?" Wu Feng asked warily.
Qing Xuzi let out a long sigh, raised his head to gaze at the pale sky, and said, "That thing is something left behind by my only child. Help me retrieve it, and we'll be even."
"Oh? Is that so? What does it look like?" Wu Feng continued asking.
Wu Feng was actually somewhat doubtful.
"It's a stone tablet with a fragment of my child's soul on it. It disappeared ten thousand years ago, but after my cultivation advanced a thousand years ago, I located it through bloodline divination. That stone tablet is beneath the Nine Abyss. Will you make the trip for me?"
Qing Xuzi's explanation still left Wu Feng puzzled. He asked, "But why don't you go find it yourself?"
"It's simple. I created that stone tablet myself! Once my child's soul fragment entered it, he naturally came to hate me. Bloodline divination not only lets me know where he is—he'll also know where I am."
"If I go to the Nine Nether Land, and he's inside the stone tablet, he'll definitely take the stone tablet and leave, or conceal his aura so I can't find him."
Qing Xuzi's explanation was reasonable, but it also revealed that this only child he spoke of had probably been killed by Qing Xuzi himself.
A father killing his own child was actually a common occurrence, whether among mortals or cultivators.
After all, some people would even kill their own mothers for profit, let alone their children.
Wu Feng could completely understand it.
Qing Xuzi clearly did not look like a good person. Wu Feng could understand him doing any terrifying thing.
"Fine, I'll help you. Pass