Wang Shanhe.
Sect Master of the Shengfeng Sect.
Great cultivator of the Golden Core stage.
His face was grim, sharp cold light shooting from his eyes.
The surrounding Shengfeng Sect cultivators were as silent as cicadas in winter, not daring to even draw a breath.
The atmosphere was incredibly oppressive!
After an unknown amount of time, Wang Shanhe finally spoke slowly.
His voice was icy, clearly suppressing his rage with all his might.
"Qu Ruinian!"
As the words fell, Qu Ruinian, standing at the very back, trembled and quickly rushed forward, bowing cautiously.
"Sect Master!"
Wang Shanhe said coldly.
"Tell me again exactly what happened!"
"Yes!"
Qu Ruinian dared not delay and quickly recounted the events of that day in detail.
Wang Shanhe's expression grew increasingly ugly.
Especially when he heard "Wang Qingfeng perished," Wang Shanhe's face was so dark it seemed about to drip water.
My son!
My unfortunate son!
How could you have been killed by demons from the Demonic Sect?
Rest assured, my son, your father will avenge you!
Yuantong Divine Cult, I will not rest until one of us is dead!
At this moment, Elder Gu Zhen stepped forward, lowered his voice, and said to Wang Shanhe.
"Sect Master, Zhiming and Qingfeng, these two children, both died at the hands of the demonic cultivators of the Yuantong Divine Cult. Could there be a hidden motive behind this?"
"Elder Gu, what do you mean? Speak your mind!"
"Sect Master, I worry that the Yuantong Divine Cult has other intentions. Killing Zhiming and Qingfeng was merely a probe. Their true target is the major deal between our Shengfeng Sect and the Medicine King Mansion!"
Wang Shanhe's eyes narrowed slightly, sharp light flashing as they opened and closed.
"Elder Gu, your concerns are not without reason. I understand what needs to be done. For now, I will set aside Qingfeng's revenge. Once the transaction with the Medicine King Mansion is complete, I will settle the score with the Yuantong Divine Cult!"
Elder Gu Zhen let out a long sigh of relief.
This was for the best, this was truly for the best!
The overall situation was paramount!
Gu Zhiming was Elder Gu Zhen's nephew, and Gu Zhen was heartbroken by his death.
However, the grand business deal between the Shengfeng Sect and the Medicine King Mansion was even more important, concerning the Shengfeng Sect's eternal legacy and hundreds of years of future development.
Prioritizing the bigger picture, revenge could wait!
Wang Shanhe personally collected Wang Qingfeng's remains, intending to take him back to the sect for burial.
As he was collecting, Wang Shanhe felt something was amiss.
Wang Qingfeng's storage bag was missing.
Could it have been taken by the demonic cultivators of the Yuantong Divine Cult?
No, Qu Ruinian said the demonic cultivator was severely injured and only focused on escaping. How could he have returned to take the storage bag?
Then where did Wang Qingfeng's storage bag go?
Wang Shanhe's gaze sharpened, and his rage erupted like a tangible force.
Detestable!
Someone must have picked up my son Qingfeng's storage bag. Unforgivable!
"Elder Gu, are there any cultivator forces in this mountain range?"
Elder Gu replied, "There is a small immortal family in this mountain range, the Yun family! The head of the Yun family, Yun Zhenting, is a cultivator of the Foundation Establishment stage. Their family is not strong, with only two or three Foundation Establishment cultivators, and the rest are all at the Qi Refining stage."
Wang Shanhe snorted coldly.
"The Yun family, a fine Yun family! My son Qingfeng met his end in their territory, and they did not save him? If they didn't save him, they must be accomplices of the demonic cultivators, murderers! The damned Yun family, for killing my son Qingfeng, they deserve to die!"
Here it comes, the legendary "divine logic" of righteous cultivators.
This chain of reasoning was so meticulous, so intertwined, it was breathtaking!
The cultivators of the Shengfeng Sect looked at Wang Shanhe with admiration. The Sect Master's reasoning was sound and irrefutable!
The Yun family would bear full responsibility for Wang Qingfeng's death!
Soon, Wang Shanhe led the Shengfeng Sect cultivators away, heading to "avenge" the Yun family.
Poor Yun family!
...
Inside the cave.
Hao Ren let out a long sigh of relief.
The cultivators of the Shengfeng Sect were finally gone. How dangerous!
Fortunately, the "Minor Five Elements Array" possessed some mystical properties, and Wang Shanhe and the others did not discover Hao Ren's hidden cave without a thorough search.
Where righteous cultivators passed, even dogs received two slaps. If Hao Ren had been discovered, he would likely have been killed as a sacrifice.
He had escaped death!
Hao Ren still felt uneasy and used the "Scan Nearby People" function again.
[Ding! No cultivators detected within a thousand-meter radius.]
They were truly gone!
Hao Ren's heart finally settled.
For the next three days, everything was calm.
Hao Ren ate two Qi Gathering Pills each day, cultivating for five hours in the morning and five hours in the afternoon, enduring excruciating pain.
Despite this, he still dared not venture outside the cave to stroll and rest.
What if he was discovered by the Shengfeng Sect cultivators?
Hao Ren stayed in the cave, using the "Scan Nearby People" function three times a day.
For the first two days, there was no news.
On the evening of the third day, when Hao Ren used it again, there was finally a result.
[Ding! Detected a monkey at 125 meters in the southwest direction.]
The Little Spirit Monkey King was back!
Hao Ren's heart stirred. This damned monkey had finally returned!
Less than a minute later, the familiar "chirping" sound was heard outside the cave.
The entire cave was enveloped by the "Minor Five Elements Array," preventing the Little Spirit Monkey King from entering. It could only call out from the outside.
Hao Ren smiled and walked outside the cave to meet the Little Spirit Monkey King.
This time, the Little Spirit Monkey King was vastly different from its previous injured and disheveled state. It held the "Formless Staff," its golden fur shimmering brilliantly, exuding an imposing aura!
Upon seeing Hao Ren, the Little Spirit Monkey King was overjoyed, chirping happily twice.
Hao Ren chuckled and said.
"Monkey, did you rescue your tribe?"
The Little Spirit Monkey King nodded.
"Did you defeat those dozen or so wild monkey tribes?"
The Little Spirit Monkey King nodded.
"Is my Formless Staff easy to use?"
The Little Spirit Monkey King's eyes flashed with brilliance, and it nodded repeatedly.
It was easy to use!
It was incredibly easy to use!
The Little Spirit Monkey King had an exceptional talent for staff combat, as if it were born to wield a staff.
When the Little Spirit Monkey King returned with the Formless Staff, it made the wild monkeys cry out in pain and fear, completely unable to fight back.
The Formless Staff was far more powerful in the Little Spirit Monkey King's hands than it was in Wang Jianguo's.
Hao Ren chuckled and magnanimously said.
"Monkey, it seems this staff is destined for you. How about this, I'll give the Formless Staff to you!"
"Chirp?"
The Little Spirit Monkey King's eyes widened, its face full of disbelief.
No way, it was this good!
The Little Spirit Monkey King was ecstatic.
Hao Ren added, "Monkey, give me the Formless Staff first, and I'll erase the spiritual imprint on it. Then it will belong to you."
The Little Spirit Monkey King, not suspecting anything, readily handed the Formless Staff to Hao Ren.
Hao Ren took the Formless Staff, and his expression suddenly changed. His smile completely vanished, replaced by a look of ferocity and savagery.
"Stupid monkey, daring to covet my staff, you're asking for a beating!"