Peerless Beauty
Seeing that Song Wen was not swayed by Yu Da, Xing Chang gave Song Wen a grateful look.
As long as Song Wen doesn't kill him, and Yu Da doesn't dare to take action himself, he still has a sliver of hope.
Yu Da's gaze swept over Song Wen and Xing Chang on the sand.
"Young Master Xing, don't think that just because Wei Ding isn't killing you, I can't do anything to you. At worst, I'll just waste some time finding the lair of a second-tier Demon Beast. As long as I throw you into the Demon Beast, your death will naturally have nothing to do with me."
After saying that, Yu Da began to laugh triumphantly.
The glimmer of hope that the Xing Chang had just raised vanished in an instant.
"Wei Ding, since you are unwilling to kill Xing Chang, then you may die now!"
Yu Da sprang to his feet, a long sword appearing in his hand, ready to stab Song Wen.
Song Wen felt he had gained the Xing Chang's trust and it was time to kill Yu Da.
Suddenly!
Yu Da suddenly felt a piercing pain in his foot.
He was distracted to check the abnormality on the soles of his feet when, in that split second, a cold glint shot out.
The cold light was as fast as lightning, incredibly swift.
Caught completely off guard, Yu Da had no time to react before a cold glint pierced his chest.
He was struck dumb, frozen in place.
Yu Da clutched his chest, his expression pained, and his face gradually turned pale.
Blood slowly seeped from between the fingers that were pressed against his chest.
The blood wasn't a normal scarlet red, but rather as black as thick ink.
Yu Da stared wide-eyed, his hand trembling as he pointed at Song Wen, his face filled with disbelief and astonishment.
"You... you..."
"Bang!"
Yu Da fell to the ground, his large eyes slowly losing their luster.
He died with his eyes wide open in disbelief!
The sudden turn of events left Xing Chang stunned, his mouth slightly agape, somewhat at a loss for what to do.
"Cough cough..."
Song Wen coughed a few times, as if aggravating his internal injuries, and coughed up a large amount of blood.
He lay limply on the ground, a black box slipping from his hands.
There was a tiny pinhole on the box, and the cold glint that had just pierced Yu Da's chest came from that pinhole.
This box is a concealed weapon; the fine needles it shoots out are purely poisonous.
Song Wen couldn't remember which cultivator he had obtained this hidden weapon from.
The needles fired from the box weren't very strong and were easily blocked.
Song Wen used the Sacred Beetle Gu, hidden in the sand, to attack Yu Da's feet, distracting him and causing Yu Da to fall victim to the attack.
Naturally, Xing Chang was completely unaware of this; he was unaware of the existence of the Sacred Beetle Gu.
He assumed that Song Wen had used a hidden weapon to ambush and kill Yu Da.
After a moment of stunned silence, Xing Chang's eyes revealed a look of joy at escaping death.
"Wei Ding, you killed Yu Da!"
Song Wen lay on the ground, replying weakly.
"Yes, Young Master Xing."
Overjoyed, Xing Chang couldn't help but shout, "Excellent! Excellent! Excellent!"
"Young Master Xing, please keep your voice down. We are both seriously injured. If we attract other cultivators or Demon Beast, we may not be able to handle it."
Xing Chang immediately fell silent, lowering his voice to ask, "Wei Ding, what should we do next?"
Song Wen said, "First, collect Yu Da's body to prevent it from being discovered. Then find a secluded place for him to recover from his injuries."
Xing Chang said, "You're right."
A look of disdain flashed in Song Wen's eyes. This Xing Chang was truly a good-for-nothing, completely brainless.
"Young Master Xing, you are still able to move. Please put Yu Da's body into your storage ring, and then help me to the depths of the island to find a suitable place to heal my wounds."
Half a month later.
Xing Chang has recovered from his injuries.
Song Wen's feigned injuries also healed.
The two set off for Fangzhu Island.
Fangzhu Island is the main base of the Xing Family, covering a vast area of over 100,000 li.
The Xing Family has many members, but they cannot occupy such a vast island.
There are many Rogue Cultivators on the island, and even ordinary people live in some remote places.
Fangzhu Island was far away, and it took the two of them several months to fly there.
The two arrived at Fangzhu City on Fangzhu Island, which is the largest city on the Fangzhu Island and also the city with the most cultivators.
The Xing Family's headquarters were located in Fangzhu City.
The Xing Family has a large number of members, including hundreds of thousands of cultivators, and the Cultivation Resources they need are enormous. As a result, it has attracted many independent Rogue Cultivator from other places to come and rely on the Xing Family for a place to survive and cultivate.
Over time, Fangzhu City became a huge market town.
Fangzhu City is divided into two parts: the north city and the south city.
The North City is the residence of the Xing Family. It is fortified with high walls and restrictions, and outsiders are not allowed to enter without the Xing Family's permission.
Despite its name, the southern city had no high walls and was more like a huge market town.
Song Wen and Xing Chang were still several miles away from the south city when they saw a beautiful woman standing in mid-air, craning her neck to look on.
Her face was as beautiful as the Qiu Yue, her skin as white as snow, her nose high and straight, and her lips rosy.
Her phoenix eyes were long and slightly upturned, with faint crow's feet at the corners, like ripples on autumn water, adding to her unique charm as a mature woman.
Her hair was styled in a high bun, revealing her long and elegant neck.
She wore a deep purple dress embroidered with intricate patterns, the hem of which swayed gently in the wind, making her look like a fairy dancing on water.
A gold belt cinched her waist, perfectly outlining her graceful figure.
This woman was Xing Chang's mother, Shan Yue.
Her aptitude wasn't particularly good. Even with the vast resources provided by the Xing Family after she joined, and after more than forty years of cultivation, she only reached the Foundation Establishment Early Stage.
This is no easy feat for ordinary people, but in the eyes of a cultivation Aristocratic Clan like the Xing Family, it seems rather ordinary.
Behind Shan Yue stood two maids at the Qi Refining Stage; the three of them stood on a flying boat.
Her brows furrowed slightly, and her phoenix eyes revealed anxiety and worry.
This touch of sadness added to her delicate beauty, evoking pity and attracting the attention of countless male cultivators passing by.
"Mother!"
Xing Chang shouted from a distance.
Upon hearing this, Shan Yue's phoenix eyes welled up with tears, yet those tears also held a hint of joy.
She hurriedly urged the flying boat to move closer to Xing Chang.
"Eldest son."
Shan Yue grasped Xing Chang's outstretched hands, her voice trembling with emotion and tinged with a hint of tears.
Before arriving in Fangzhu City, Xing Chang had already used Message Jade Slip to notify Shan Yue that he had returned safely.
My son went out to gain experience and hasn't returned for a long time. Lately, Shan Yue 've been worried sick and extremely anxious about him.
After receiving the message from her son, she was eager to see him and rushed to the outskirts of the city to wait.
She pulled Xing Chang along and carefully examined Xing Chang from head to toe several times. Only after finding that her son had no injuries did she feel relieved.
"It's good that you're back safe and sound."
She gazed at Xing Chang's face, her eyes filled with doting affection.
In her eyes, Xing Chang not a Foundation Establishment Late Stage Cultivator, but rather, just as he appeared to be a scholar, a weak and helpless man.