News of the Dead Man's Vine

"Could it be that there aren't even forty three-hundred-year-old Worry-Forg getting Mushrooms in all the spirit fields of the Silent Abyss?" Song Wen asked.

"There naturally are, but they belong to the Corpse Demon Sect. No matter how bold the Gongsun Family may be, they would not dare openly harvest large quantities of Worry-Forg getting Mushrooms from the spirit fields," Chen Feihe said.

"As long as they are in the spirit fields, that is enough. They will certainly fetch them for me," Song Wen said with confidence.

"Senior Zhang, you are thinking too simply," Chen Feihe said. "Besides Gongsun Cailü, the Gongsun Family has another Golden Core cultivator. Before the two strands of spiritual power you left inside them can erupt, they will likely be dispelled. They will be unable to threaten the two men's lives."

"Brother Chen need not worry. I have my own methods. Let us leave first. There are too many people here, and it is not a place for conversation," Song Wen said.

With that, Song Wen used his spiritual power to carry Chen Feihe into the air and flew into the distance.

Gongsun Jian and the Sixth Elder returned to the Gongsun Family's residence. Rather than heading to the spirit fields deep within Rift Valley, they went to a cave dwelling at the foot of a mountain.

Inside the cave dwelling sat an elderly man with graying hair. He was the Gongsun Family's patriarch, Gongsun Zhi.

"Patriarch, save us!"

The moment they saw Gongsun Zhi, the two men dropped to their knees and begged.

Gongsun Zhi frowned. "Why are you so flustered? Get up and speak."

Gongsun Jian and the Sixth Elder were frantic. They hurriedly rose and recounted everything from beginning to end.

After listening, Gongsun Zhi swept his spiritual sense across their