12dz Chapter 82 Hand Over the Ribs
Chapter 82 Hand Over the Ribs
"No... I wouldn't dare! Every word I said is true!"
Xuan Gu was temporarily subdued by electricity.
"Yeah?"
Qingfeng crouched down, looking directly at the eerie green flames.
"Then tell me, besides the complete set of the 'Mysterious Yin Manual,' where did you hide all the wealth you've accumulated over the years? Don't tell me you left it all on Extreme Yin Island."
I don't have the patience to play games with you. This is your last chance; hand over that rib that holds everything inside.
Qingfeng stretched out two fingers and pinched the core of the illusory soul fire.
"Rib...rib bone?!"
Xuan Gu was utterly horrified.
This is his biggest secret, and even the most yin could never know it.
How could this ruthless junior see right through him?
"I'll give you ten breaths to consider, ten...nine..."
Qingfeng began to count down, and golden lightning crackled at his fingertips once again, this time even more solid.
"I'll give it to you! I'll give it to you!"
Xuan Gu readily agreed.
He can't take any more electric shocks; two more and he'll be completely obliterated.
The eerie green flames of the Xuan Gu flickered violently a few times.
A tiny, extremely faint black light was forced out from the depths of the flame.
As soon as the light appeared, it emitted a faint, chilling aura.
The light drifted slowly toward Qingfeng's palm, trembled slightly, and then transformed into a three-inch-long, grayish-white rib.
The surface of the ribs was covered with black runes, making it look extremely sinister.
Qingfeng took the rib, probed it with his divine sense, and a satisfied expression immediately appeared on his face.
The inside of this rib is a hidden world, a space that is not large but extremely stable.
"This Bone Throne is nice, I'll take it."
Qingfeng thought this bone throne was even more impressive than his golden throne.
When I get back this time, I'll spend some spirit stones to fuse them together.
Besides the Bone Throne, there are also many skeletal puppets in this space, all of whom were unlucky enough to die in the Xuan Gu trap.
Directly in front of the Bone Throne stands a huge stone monument.
The stone tablet is inscribed with the three large characters "Xuan Yin Jing" and a densely packed description of the complete set of techniques.
"Blood Spirit Drill, Yin Demon Slash, Mystic Soul Thorn, Heavenly Capital Corpse Fire, Mystic Yin Demonic Qi; Shapeshifting Technique, Dream Guiding Technique; Black Fiend Asura Art, Blood Sacrifice; External Avatar, Heavenly Capital Puppet Refining..."
Upon seeing the above content, Qingfeng couldn't help but admire that the "Mysterious Yin Scripture" truly lived up to its reputation as a top-tier demonic art, being even more complete than the "Mysterious Yin Technique."
Moreover, each vulnerability has corresponding usage annotations.
"Based on the above records and descriptions, the Xuan Yin Jing is more like a collection of cultivation techniques."
It must have been the master's master's master who started to organize and collect them, and they were passed down from generation to generation.
The old Xuan Gu has built upon the work of his predecessors to a certain extent, incorporating and integrating their ideas.
The entire technique was not created by him alone.
After glancing at the inscription on the stone tablet, Qingfeng looked behind the Bone Throne.
Because there lingers the aura of a remnant soul there.
"Xuan Gu, how come you're raising a male cultivator's remnant soul in here?"
With a thought, Qingfeng unleashed a divine lightning bolt that struck his ribs.
Then a plume of black smoke appeared, and a remnant soul was instantly annihilated by Qingfeng.
Seeing that the wisp of black smoke had been extinguished, the Xuan Gu Flame flickered a few more times.
They were clearly afraid that Qingfeng would discard them after they had served their purpose.
"Heh, Senior Xuan Gu, it would have been better if you had just been straightforward sooner. Why bother with those petty tricks and make things difficult for yourself by getting hit by this evil-repelling god's lightning?"
Qingfeng put away the ribs, clapped his hands, and stood up.
"Young friend... I have already offered you the cultivation techniques and valuables. Could you... keep your promise and spare my life?"
The illusory figure of Xuan Gu was now so dim it was almost transparent. He asked weakly.
"Let you go? Of course... no way."
Qingfeng glanced at him, then smiled dismissively.
Upon hearing his answer, the Xuan Gu Flame trembled.
"Father, use your Purple Heaven Thunder Prison Imprisonment Divine Technique to seal this old man's remnant soul, leaving only a sliver of a crack for him to sense the outside world."
He turned to Qing Sanyang and said.
Although Qing Sanyang didn't know his son's specific plans, he still pointed his lightning spear and shot out several fine purple lightning threads without saying a word.
In an instant, it enveloped the cluster of eerie green flames and the phantom image, slowly forming a fist-sized ball of lightning that flickered with purple electricity.
Inside the Thunder Sphere, Xuan Gu's consciousness was sealed away.
He could only vaguely perceive the outside world, but could no longer perform any actions or transmit divine thoughts.
On top of that, Qingfeng used the power of the divine lightning to create another layer on the outside.
Finally, it arrived in a wooden box, with talismans affixed to it.
"Feng'er, why keep this old devil alive? Haven't we already obtained the complete 'Mysterious Yin Manual'?"
Qing Sanyang asked with some doubt.
Furthermore, they expressed their bewilderment at Qingfeng's solemn decision to suppress a small flame.
My son is far too cautious in his actions.
"Father, this old devil has some skills. Keeping him alive will still be useful."
Look at the mysterious Yin demonic energy on these golden thunder bamboo arrows; they can actually command the evil-repelling divine thunder.
I need to make him spill everything he knows.
Qingfeng took out an emerald green arrow surrounded by demonic energy.
Qing Sanyang took the arrow and began to examine it carefully.
The fact that this old demon of Xuan Gu can balance demonic energy with the divine lightning of warding off evil shows that he is indeed quite capable.
Qingfeng knew Xuan Gu better and knew that this old fox had later used Qianlan Ice Flame, Evil-Repelling Divine Thunder, and Xuanhun Yin Fire to create the Asura Sacred Flame.
He is a very insightful person when it comes to finding the balance.
"Hey, how can we not squeeze every last drop of value out of this old fox?"
Qingfeng began searching the secret chamber of the altar, packing up everything he could take with him.
Seeing his son's demeanor, Qing Sanyang nodded with satisfaction.
He lived this way when he started from scratch. He would never let go of anything of value in any secret place or ruin.
So, after thoroughly searching Qingfeng Island inside and out, the father and son left the deserted island.
Three days after the two left, Wu Chou from Ji Yin Island appeared on the deserted island.
Seeing that the restrictions outside were still in place, he scratched his head in confusion.
"Is that okay?"
Seeing that everything around him was intact, Wu Chou transformed into a beam of light and left.
……
Three months later.
Tianxing City.
Inside a mansion located on the fortieth floor of the sacred mountain, two intense fluctuations of spiritual energy erupted from it.
Such fluctuations drew the attention of passersby.
"Someone is attempting to break through to the Core Formation stage!"
"Wow! Someone's forming their Core!"
"Go and take a look, maybe you can become my apprentice!"
Several Foundation Establishment cultivators riding flying swords wanted to fly to the vicinity of that mansion to see if the senior master would accept disciples.
But before they could even get close to the mansion, they were thrown out by the magic array surrounding it.
"The commotion caused by Sister Yuanyao and Sister Yanli condensing their golden cores is quite significant."
Wen Siyue hugged the little monkey Tihun and said with emotion while holding the magic array token.
"Yes, this is the realm of a Core Formation cultivator. Siyue, we both need to cultivate even harder."
Wang Ning held a complete copy of the "Mysterious Yin Scripture" in her hand, clearly studying its various techniques.
Although she is only in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, she has a high level of comprehension and can often draw inferences from one instance to another, gaining new insights from it.
Spiritual root, comprehension, and temperament are all considered innate talents and aptitudes.
However, those with the Azure Maple Fire Spirit Root are often looked down upon.
Most of them are people who think too highly of themselves and believe that he is a Core Formation cultivator who was created by resources, and that his temperament and comprehension are not good enough.
However, Qingfeng was too lazy to pay attention to this view.
"It's time to emerge from seclusion..."
Inside the stone chamber, Qingfeng, sitting on a futon, looked at the "Thunderfire Sword" in his hand.
The sword was surrounded by a layer of black lightning and flames.
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