"The ’Soul-Searching Technique’... has finally broken through!" A trace of joy appeared on Xu Ping’s face, and he couldn’t wait to open the proficiency panel.
[Soul-Searching Technique Proficiency: 1/200]
Seeing the display on the panel, Xu Ping felt delighted.
Now that the Soul-Searching Technique has finally reached the proficiency level, he could finally soul search Song family’s direct descendant to obtain the cultivation thod and secret techniques for Spirit Wood.
His primary target was still Song Li.
From what he knew, Song Li was still at Dragon Lion Market, and every year he would personally escort so Spirit Wood or other items from the Song family to the Dragon Lion Market to sell.
Judging by the ti, it was almost that ti of the year.
Xu Ping composed himself, adjusted his breath, and after his energy and spirit returned to peak condition, he rode the Escape Light and left Thousand Leaves Mountain, heading towards Dragon Lion Market.
...
...
A month later.
The sun was shining brightly, and the sky was blue with white clouds.
A Spiritual Boat of several ters long, with a large flag bearing the word ’Song’ flying at the prow, moved quickly through the air, surrounded by clouds stretching like a white carpet, reflecting the golden glow of sunlight.
Song Li lay on a chair at the back of the Flying Boat, with a pot of Spirit Tea and a tray of spiritual light placed beside him, looking extrely relaxed.
anwhile, at the front of the Flying Boat, seven or eight Qi Cultivation disciples from the Song family were also very leisurely, chatting while piloting the Spiritual Boat.
No wonder they were so relaxed and unguarded.
After all, their Song family was quite famous in Wanzhe Waters, and it had been a long ti since anyone dared to attack the Song family cultivators.
However, right at the mont of their leisure.
Boom!
A trendous spiritual pressure erupted, a white bone Magical Artifact sword transford into a white beam over ten ters long, slashing down from the sky!
It directly sliced through the Song family’s Flying Boat at the waist.
The seven or eight Qi Cultivation disciples from the Song family were instantly shredded by the Sword Qi, without even a single scream.
"Who dares to attack my Song family’s Flying Boat!?"
Song Li suddenly opened his eyes, glaring furiously, and hastily sacrificed a shield-like defensive Magical Artifact to block the white bone Magical Artifact sword.
However, he clearly underestimated the power of this white bone Magical Artifact sword.
The white bone Magical Artifact sword was as mighty as thousands of pounds, slashing onto the shield, causing his Magical Artifact to emit a mournful cry under the strain.
In the next mont.
Thud!
With a loud boom, the defensive Magical Artifact could no longer hold and was directly sliced into pieces.
"Late-Stage Foundation Establishnt cultivator?"
Song Li shouted in terror, for soone capable of breaking his shield with one slash could only be a Late-Stage Foundation Establishnt.
Before he could react further, the white bone Magical Artifact sword, gleaming with white light and resembling a Flood Dragon, continued its montum and sliced onto his Protective Spiritual Light.
Crack!
The Protective Spiritual Light shattered, and amidst the residual Sword Qi, despite Song Li’s efforts to dodge, an arm was still severed off.
"Ah!"
Blood splattered, and Song Li couldn’t help but scream in pain.
But he forced himself to endure the pain, retreating swiftly while transmitting his Divine Sense: "I am a direct descendant of the Song family, if you kill , the Song family surely won’t spare you!"
"Faced with death, you dare threaten ?"
Disguised as a burly man, Xu Ping’s lips curled into a cold smile, and the white bone Magical Artifact sword chopped down again fiercely.
"Ah!"
In an instant, the white bone Magical Artifact sword struck heavily on Song Li, causing him to scream, unable to maintain his Escape Light.
Xu Ping suddenly accelerated, closing in beside him, and injected streams of Mana into his Sea of Consciousness and Dantian, sealing his Divine Sense and Mana.
In an instant, he subdued him.
Given his current cultivation and Divine Techniques, capturing an Early-Stage Foundation Establishnt cultivator posed little difficulty.
"Ti to go!"
Xu Ping lifted Song Li and used Escape Light to leave quickly.
He was quite close to Dragon Lion Market, so it was best to leave early.
...
...
On a deserted island, inside a newly excavated cave abode.
"What... are you going to do?"
Song Li lifted his head with difficulty, eyes full of pleading.
But Xu Ping showed no rcy to the person who had tried to kill him before.
"Friend Song, please relax, I just want you to cooperate in executing a magic." Xu Ping’s face bore a gentle smile while his right hand grasped the man’s head amid his terror-filled look.
"Soul-Searching Technique!"
With a soft cry, Xu Ping’s Divine Sense spread into Song Li’s Sea of Consciousness, forcibly extracting his mories.
"Ah ah ah..."
Intense pain caused Song Li to scream sharply.
Fortunately, the cave was surrounded with an Array, regardless of how terribly he scread, it couldn’t be heard outside.
However, Xu Ping remained unmoved, keeping his hand on Song Li’s head as if watching a fragnted movie.
The mories were incredibly chaotic, and finding useful information required strong Divine Sense and patience.
Luckily, Xu Ping’s Divine Sense was strong enough, and he soon found the Skill concerning Spirit Wood cultivation within Song Li’s mories.
"Tribulation Spirit Skill, Spirit Storage Skill... So, that’s how it is!"
Xu Ping displayed a look of delight, his Divine Sense surged, and he continued to explore ticulously.
...
Half an hour later.
Upon confirming that he firmly rembered both Skills, Xu Ping released his grip on Song Li’s head.
At this ti, Song Li’s face was completely rigid, left with only a breath.
Xu Ping flicked his finger, a beam of spiritual light shot out, piercing a bloody hole in his forehead.
Song Li let out a dull sound, his vitality dissipating rapidly.
Suddenly, a strange red strand erged from Song Li’s body, silently trying to wrap around Xu Ping.
"What is this?"
An ordinary Foundation Establishnt cultivator might overlook it, but in Xu Ping’s powerful Divine Sense, the peculiar red strand could not hide at all.
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