Chapter 58 Bai Heyu's Last Wish "What did you say? Who is dead and gone?" Yang Shi grabbed a casual cultivator who had just entered the city on the side of the road. He pinched his Taoist robe hard, veins on his hands were exposed, and the power of dragon and tiger was fully exerted. The casual cultivator who was at the tenth level of fetal breathing was caught and floated in the air like a chick, without any power to resist. "Say!" Yang Shi's eyes were fierce, completely different from his usual good-natured self. "Don't, don't, don't do it! Bai Heyu from Xuanshi Sect is the one who comes to the market in Qingshi County every year." The casual cultivator was a little scared when he saw Yang Shi's appearance, and he even took out his protective magic tools. "Where did you get the news?" "This news came from fellow practitioners near Yaowang Peak. It is said that a great master of the Blood Soul Valley joined forces with several great masters of the Demonic Path to attack Bai Heyu in order to avenge the previous siege and killing of his disciples. "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Senior Brother Bai is an elite inner sect disciple of the Xuanshi Sect. He is only half a step away from reaching the path of foundation building. How could this be possible!" "Then you can go ask around outside, the news has already spread! Let go, I'm leaving!"
The wandering cultivator left cursing. Even though Yang Shi was a rude martial artist, he still had no intention of taking action. He felt an extremely dangerous aura from this man, as if he would die immediately if he took action! Yang Shi rushed back to Yang's manor. "Go check it for me! Check for news about Senior Brother Bai Heyu! Don't miss any of it!" The brothers of the Beggar Gang, the spies of the teahouse, the recruited rangers and independent cultivators all went to the surrounding areas to inquire about the news. Today, the Yang family has controlled most of Qingshi County. The connections he has accumulated among the independent cultivators over the years have gradually become the wings of the Yang family, allowing him to use some cultivators to work for him. When Yang Shi got the confirmed news and returned to Yang Family Manor, he fell into complete silence. He came to the entrance of Yang's Board Game Teahouse and sat on the big stone table that Bai Heyu had brought from the mountain using Taoism. He said nothing, with countless memory cards flowing in his eyes. "Since it's a competition, I will add some extra elements to this Demon Lord Contest!" "This sword is called Liushui." "If there were so much food and supplies for cultivation to distribute, there would be no magic path." "When I establish my foundation, I will kill those two cunning demon cultivators and avenge my junior brother!" "After I wipe out the real demons, I will definitely become the Demon Lord once." Senior Brother Bai Heyu, after all, failed to become the Demon Lord. Yang Shi still remembers that every time Bai Heyu won a competition, he would open the fan with the words "If you're a sucker, practice more" engraved on it, and laugh and curse, full of high spirits. He also remembered that Bai Heyu had done a lot for the Yang family, but never accepted a single spirit stone as compensation. He remembered that Bai Heyu often said that they were kindred spirits and that he would lead Fuer on the path of cultivating immortality in the future. Yang Shi never lets go of Senior Brother Bai's flowing sword, and Yang Fu never leaves his body without Senior Brother Bai's protective jade pendant. Yang Shi just sat there on the stone table, feeling as if something in his heart had broken. Yang Keun Suk couldn't help but sigh a few times outside the screen. "This is the world of immortal cultivators. If you fail once, you will die."
In recent years, the Xuanshi Sect and the Blood Soul Valley have been at loggerheads, and righteous cultivators have often suffered casualties, but he did not expect that Bai Heyu, who had already reached the peak of Qi training, would actually die in this great battle to eliminate demons. "What a pity. Bai Heyu was the only person in the world of immortal cultivation that the Yang family could call a friend, and now he is gone." "The Yang family's foundation will also start all over again." "Alas, the least important thing is the 3000 low-grade spirit stones. If we lose the spirit stones, we can earn more. The most painful thing is that the Yang family has lost half of their support." Bai Heyu’s death directly disrupted Yang Genshuo’s 20-year plan for the development of the Yang family. Yang Shi sat there for three days. Neither the passers-by in Qingshi County nor the people from the Yang family disturbed him. Until a disciple of Xuanshi Sect came to Qingshi County and asked him coldly: "Are you Yang Shi?" Yang Shi raised his head and looked at the familiar-looking female cultivator. It took him a moment to recall what had happened. This was the disciple of Xuanshi Sect who had come to Qingshi County with Bai Heyu in the past. Her name was Chu Qiao. "it's me." "Before Senior Brother Bai left, he entrusted me with a task to fulfill his wish." "Ok?" When Yang Shi heard the news about Bai Heyu, his eyes suddenly lit up and he asked anxiously: "What's the matter? Senior Brother Bai, do you have any unfulfilled wishes? I will definitely do my best to help you!" Chu Qiao glanced at him, her expression eased slightly, and she nodded. "It's worth it that Senior Brother Bai remembered you before he died. Senior Brother Bai asked me to set up this 'Thousand Trees and Ten Thousand Things Formation' for your Yang family." "What?" "When we arrived, Senior Brother Bai was already dying from being tortured by the demon cultivators, and the third-grade elixir we brought was powerless to save him. I asked Senior Brother if he had anything unfinished. Senior Brother Bai said that you should give him all the savings of the Yang family, and he couldn't let you down." "By the way, Senior Brother Bai also said that if your son wants to practice in Xuanshi Sect, he should follow me." Chu Qiao raised her head and used her spiritual power to evaporate the tears in her eyes. Yang Shi opened his mouth, but the breath was stuck in his throat and he couldn't say anything. "Now that things have come to this, don't let Senior Brother Bai down. I'll set up the formation for your Yang family. Let's go." Chu Qiao set up the Thousand Woods Formation at the Yang family manor and taught Jiang Xiaobai how to use the formation. Yang Shi watched the whole process quietly, and when Chu Qiao was about to leave, he suddenly asked: "Isn't the purpose of cultivating immortality to achieve immortality? Why would you risk your life?" Chu Qiao paused and said, "Master has told us that good and evil cannot coexist. We, the righteous sect, are supposed to exorcise demons and monsters." "But Senior Brother Bai doesn't usually say that." "Senior Brother Bai said that he felt unhappy when he saw the evil cultivator harming the world. If he didn't kill the evil cultivator, he would have no intention of asking, if he couldn't live happily, what's the point of living forever?" Yang Shi nodded and said, this is Senior Brother Bai. "Who is the demon cultivator who killed Senior Brother Bai?" Chu Qiao did not answer Yang Shi. She rode away on her spirit deer. Her sonorous and powerful voice could be heard from afar.
"We will avenge Senior Brother Bai, and Senior Sister will make Blood Soul Valley pay the price!" "Blood Soul Valley Master! Come out!" Outside the Blood Soul Valley headquarters, purple clouds covered the sky! Murong Zi Yan stood in the air, purple-red lightning flashed from his eyes, and thunder rolled behind him! In his hand, he held a spear that spewed out huge thunder in the air, pointing directly at the bloody canyon! At this moment, Murong Zi Yan's expression was as cold as ice, and her whole body exuded a terrifying foundation-building aura. The strong murderous intent turned into substance, and with every breath, countless lightning bolts were spewed out! boom! A purple-red lightning bolt turned into a hundred-meter-long sword and slashed into the Blood Soul Valley. hum! A blood-red mist floated out from the valley and blocked this shocking blow. "come out!" boom! Another thunder blade. Boom boom boom! After several consecutive bombardments, three foundation-building demon cultivators flew out of the Blood Soul Valley. "Murong Ziyan, you are only in the Foundation Establishment Stage. Do you really think we are afraid of you?" "Today, you will all be buried with my junior brother!" Murong Zi Yan didn't waste any time and started thundering! "Purple Lightning Lotus!" Rumble~ Countless purple and red thunder lotuses fell from the sky, floating down, leaving the three people with nowhere to hide. "There is no limit to the sea of blood!" "Ten thousand ghosts roaming around!" "Vampire Possessed!" The sky above the Blood Soul Valley turned into a world of sea of blood and thunder, and the fight between the four people changed the sky and the earth. The low-level demon cultivators and Xuanshi Sect disciples stayed outside the battlefield and did not dare to get close at all. The aftermath of the battle between the Foundation Establishment masters could take their lives. Murong Ziyan is at the seventh level of foundation building, and she can fight against three demon cultivators of the same level alone and not be at a disadvantage! "What happened next?" "Murong Ziyan was born with extraordinary spiritual roots and profound thunder magic, which can restrain demon cultivators. She fought against three people alone and seriously injured them. If the Blood Soul Valley Lord had not intervened at the last moment, they would have been all killed on the spot! She is so powerful!" "and then?" "Then the morale of the disciples of Xuanshi Sect was greatly boosted, and they wiped out many demon cultivators in various places. The Blood Soul Valley will have to behave itself for a while this time, and it can't be as arrogant as in previous years. There should be more people in our Qingshi Market this year." "It's a pity that I still couldn't avenge Senior Brother Bai." Yang Shi sat in the teahouse and listened to the outside practitioners talking about the latest developments on the front line, a hint of disappointment flashed across his face. "Even the senior sister can't do it?"
Outside the screen, Yang Keun Suk looked at the black condition on Yang Shitou's head and shook his head. "Ever since Bai Heyu died, Yang Shi's condition has been very bad. He is in a negative state of [laughing or crying+++] every day. His efficiency in everything he does is reduced by 35%. How can he be promoted to the Xiantian Grandmaster?" Yang Keun-suk felt that he had to do something to cheer Yang-seok up. (End of this chapter)