The moment the Ferrying Calamity Boat smashed through the star marrow tide, Lu Qingyang suddenly reached out and picked up a few crumbling bronze fragments. "These things are worth three Spirit Stone mines!" When his fingertip touched the engraved name at the bottom of the coffin, the Chaos Green Lotus suddenly curled back, wrapping around his hand, and star marrow with a sweet, metallic smell seeped out between its petals.
"Little Lord, you're even trying to scrape oil off a coffin lid!" Su Meiniang chided with a delicate voice, her nine tails dancing like spiritual snakes, instantly coiling around the ghostly chains that struck like venomous serpents. From the tips of her tails, golden bells vibrated, emitting crisp sounds like morning bells and evening drums, shattering the two Soul Imprints on the chains.
"Are these filthy things from the Soul-Devouring Old Ghost even worth a few coins?" Su Meiniang said with a look of disdain.
At the same time, the Taiyin Soul Slaughtering Wheel in Leng Yuehan's hand, like a Cold Moon, radiated cold light, mercilessly crushing the whirlpool of the sea eye. The Primordial Xuanhuang Qi within the whirlpool, frozen by the Ice Soul Sword Qi, suddenly reflected a Starry Sky Merchant Guild flag.
"Daoist Lu, be careful! That spiritual boat wreckage is devouring your bronze fate aura!" Leng Yuehan shouted loudly.
Lu Qingyang's lips curved slightly into a teasing smile, but he said, "To have life or to have money? This is truly a difficult question!" However, the copper coin sword in his hand flashed like lightning, precisely aiming for the wreckage of the spaceship's rudder.
The moment the sword tip touched the Starry Sky imprint, the entire Ferrying Calamity Boat suddenly seemed to be pulled by a huge force, sharply changing direction, and like an unbridled wild horse, it sped towards a glowing point deep within the Guixu.
"Haha, of course, I want it all!" Lu Qingyang said with a laugh, his laughter echoing in the darkness of the Guixu, as if he had everything under his control.
The Soul Imprints of the Soul Devouring Sect Master condensed into three thousand ghostly faces in the Void Realm, each one lifelike and exuding an eerie, terrifying aura. Moreover, each ghostly face was entangled with the Bloodline aura of the Qingqiu traitors, as if these ghostly faces were formed from the Souls of the Qingqiu traitors.
Seeing this, Su Meiniang's beautiful eyes shot out blazing Burning Sky Flame, and her nine tails instantly condensed into a giant crimson fox Dharma Idol behind her. She roared furiously, "Lingxu Zi, that bastard, actually refined the essence of his own kin into a formation eye!"
However, just then, Lu Qingyang suddenly made his move. He fiercely threw out a bronze fate, and the Tiantian Daowen on the bronze fate, like a living creature, flowed upstream along the ghostly faces.
Lu Qingyang sneered, "Su Jiejie, you're wrong. Isn't the Soul Devouring Sect good at using the bones of the dead as Spirit Stones?"
As his words fell, the rust on the bronze fate began to peel off, revealing a mysterious star map. Within the star map, an astonishing sight emerged—it was the location of the Northern Underworld Yin and Yang Spring!
Just as everyone was astonished, the fragment of the Guanghan Mirror in Leng Yuehan's hand suddenly reflected a terrifying scene. In the image, an Undergoing Tribulation ancient demon, bound by chains, was fiercely vying with the remnant shadow of Lu Qingyang's previous life for control of the chaos bell's clapper.
Leng Yuehan's expression changed dramatically. She immediately used the moonlight on her fingertips to condense an Ice Soul arrow and shot it at the ancient demon without hesitation. However, unexpectedly, the Ice Soul arrow suddenly changed direction in mid-air, shooting directly towards the Starry Sky Merchant Guild's wreckage.
Leng Yuehan cried out, "Lu Qingyang! That ancient demon is draining your Lifespan!"
"You should have said so earlier!" Lu Qingyang, feeling a pang of pain, crushed the Spirit Stone bag in his embrace, and the bursting Spiritual Qi condensed into a substitute Puppet in front of him. The moment the Puppet touched the ancient demon's chains, twelve coiled Dragon pillars suddenly rose from the depths of the Guixu, and the Jiaozi statues atop each pillar spewed forth true flames of different attributes.
Just as the golden bell at the tip of Su Meiniang's tail suddenly burst, a powerful force erupted, and a rolling torrent of blood mist surged forth. Within this blood mist, the Qingqiu rebirth monument, as if summoned, slowly descended.
"Little Lord, quickly use the Five Elements Sky Fire to melt that coffin lid!" Su Meiniang's voice echoed in the blood mist, with a hint of urgency.
Upon hearing this, Lu Qingyang unhesitatingly unleashed the Five Elements Sky Fire, and the blazing flames instantly enveloped the coffin lid. Under the scorching heat of the flames, the coffin lid emitted creaking sounds, as if it could crack at any moment.
And the bronze fragments wrapped in the Burning Sky Silk, under the Calcination of the Five Elements Sky Fire, gradually melted out mysterious star patterns. These star patterns resonated with the patterns on Leng Yuehan's ice soul hairpin, as if there was some wonderful connection between them.
"Fairy Leng, let me borrow your hairpin for a moment!" Seeing this situation, Lu Qingyang quickly called out to Leng Yuehan.
Although Leng Yuehan was somewhat reluctant, seeing the star patterns on the bronze fragments resonate with her ice soul hairpin, she knew the situation was urgent, so she handed the ice soul hairpin to Lu Qingyang.
Lu Qingyang took the ice soul hairpin and, without a word, threw it into the fire. In an instant, the ice soul hairpin rapidly melted in the flames, turning into a cluster of crystal clear ice water, which merged into the Five Elements Sky Fire.
The moment the ice soul hairpin completely melted, the entire Guixu suddenly seemed to be under a stasis spell; everything abruptly came to a halt. The star marrow that had been continuously gushing forth now seemed to be frozen, solidifying into fragments of the Undergoing Tribulation ancient demon's memories from its lifetime.
Lu Qingyang and Leng Yuehan looked closely, and in those memory fragments, the scene of the first generation Palace Master of Guanghan Palace debating the Dao with the chaos bell Master was clearly presented. The two sat opposite each other, chatting and laughing, discussing the profound Dao of heaven and earth.
"No wonder..." Leng Yuehan's pupils suddenly contracted, her gaze fixed on a Sword Qi art within those memory fragments.
The Taiyin Soul Slaughtering Wheel in Leng Yuehan's hand, like a awakened behemoth, suddenly let out a deafening hum. Immediately after, as if enchanted, it abruptly split into one hundred thousand ice swords, densely suspended in the air, like a forest of shimmering cold light. "This ancient demon actually secretly learned a forbidden art of Guanghan!" Leng Yuehan's voice was filled with shock and anger, as if a bomb had exploded in a crowd.
Lu Qingyang seized the opportunity to stab the copper coin sword into the ancient demon's glabella like lightning. The Northern Underworld ice marrow devoured by the sword body, like an ignited gunpowder barrel, suddenly fed back to his Nascent Soul: "This business finally wasn't a loss!" In the blooming lotus heart of the Chaos Green Lotus, the Yin and Yang Spring Eye, confined by star patterns, gradually emerged, like a dazzling bright pearl, emitting a mysterious light. "What time is it now, and you're still calculating gains and losses!" Su Meiniang was anxious, her nine tails, like nimble snakes, tightly wrapped around the rampaging ancient demon's remnant Soul, as if they were tough ropes, fearing it would escape.
At the same time, Su Meiniang spewed out blazing Burning Sky Flame from her mouth, like a fire Dragon roaring in the Void Realm, imprinting a Qingqiu Punish Evil order. The Qingqiu Punish Evil order emitted a dazzling light, as if it were an indestructible city wall, trapping the ancient demon's remnant Soul within it. "If we don't cut the Karma threads, we'll all have to be buried with this old monster!" Su Meiniang's voice revealed a hint of anxiety and fear, like a doomsday bell ringing in everyone's hearts.
However, at this critical moment, Lu Qingyang suddenly unhurriedly pulled out a jade bottle. His lips curved into a smile.
"Everyone who sees gets a share! Everyone who sees gets a share!" He chuckled, pulling out a fake Jade Slip, while secretly clutching the real Spring Eye star map in his palm. "After we leave the Guixu, we'll split it three-seven!"
Su Meiniang suddenly extended a tail and snatched the star map. "Little Lord's fingers are even more nimble than a fox's." The moment her nine tails tore a crack in the Void Realm, the outline of the East Sea Market had already appeared on the distant sea level.
Leng Yuehan gazed at the gradually dissipating illusion of the Guixu, and the newly replaced ice soul hairpin at her temple suddenly reflected a scene—the Soul Imprint of the Soul Devouring Sect Master was attached to a Cultivator in a certain market, and that person's waist conspicuously bore a Starry Sky Merchant Guild token.
"Daoist Lu, next..."
"Of course, first, we'll fence the stolen goods!" Lu Qingyang weighed the storage ring filled with Heaven And Earth Treasure, and the copper coin sword suddenly pointed to the largest auction house in the East Sea. "Su Jiejie's illusion art should come in handy now."
The moment the sea breeze stirred the clamor of the market, no one noticed the communication Jade Slip in a certain Black-Robed Cultivator's sleeve, which was flashing with a faint light of the same origin as the Starry Sky imprint.
