Song Siyuan was three hundred years old this year, but he was still stuck in the early Core Formation stage. His aptitude was only average. If it weren't for his grandfather being one of the two Yuanying cultivators of the Greater One Sect, the Greater One Sect wouldn't have spent a lot of resources on him and forcibly raised his cultivation to the Core Formation stage.
Because he was stuck in the early Core Formation stage, he was often reprimanded by his grandfather to cultivate diligently.
Song Siyuan didn't dare to disobey his grandfather's orders and cultivated in seclusion.
On this day, while he was cultivating in the secret room, a flame flew in through a small hole in the stone wall.
Song Siyuan seemed to have sensed something and opened his eyes.
"Didn't I say not to disturb me if there's nothing important?" Song Siyuan muttered to himself in a low voice with a somewhat unhappy expression.
He beckoned to the flame with one hand and it was sucked into his hand.
His five fingers closed and a clear female voice sounded, "Husband, Senior Brother Linghu is looking for you. He said he has something important to discuss."
"Senior Brother Linghu." Song Siyuan's face lit up with joy and he stroked the secret room's stone door with his sleeve, opening it.
He stood up and quickly walked out.
Song Siyuan and Linghu Bin were both descendants of Yuanying cultivators. The two of them usually had a good relationship with each other.
Not long after, Song Siyuan arrived at the reception hall where a beautiful young woman in a green dress was receiving Linghu Bin.
"Junior Brother Song, long time no see." Linghu Bin smiled at Song Siyuan and greeted him.
"Long time no see, Senior Brother Linghu. You haven't come here for a long time. What brings you here today?" Song Siyuan said with a smile.
"Hehe, Junior Brother Song, I'll take you to see someone. He has a rare treasure that will definitely shock you." Linghu Bin chuckled and said in a somewhat mysterious manner. "Junior Brother Song, I'll take you to see someone. He has a rare treasure that will definitely shock you."
Song Siyuan's face showed hesitation when he heard this.
"Junior Brother Song, that person is at my brother-in-law's residence in the sect. It's just a few steps away. Don't tell me you don't have time!" Linghu Bin said with a frown.
Hearing this, Song Siyuan's face relaxed and he said with a smile, "I thought I had to leave the sect! Since it's just a few steps away, I'll go with Senior Brother Linghu! "
"That's more like it! Let's go! I guarantee that when you see that thing, you will be shocked. "Linghu Bin smiled and said in a tempting tone.
Song Siyuan nodded when he heard this. Then, he said a few words to the young woman in the green dress. Then, he left with Linghu Bin.
Fifteen minutes later, the two of them arrived at Chen Xu's residence.
In the attic, Wang Changsheng and Chen Xu stood together.
As soon as Song Siyuan walked into the attic, there was a ripple in the void behind him. Ye Mingyue appeared out of nowhere with a red mirror in her hand.
The corners of Ye Mingyue's mouth curled up slightly. The red mirror in his hand lit up with a red light. A red glow surged out and covered Song Siyuan's body.
Song Siyuan felt his body tighten, and he couldn't move. His mouth was wide open, and his eyes were rolling around, filled with fear.
Wang Changsheng smiled. With a flick of his finger, a green pill shot out and entered Song Siyuan's mouth.
Not long after, Song Siyuan's vision turned black, and he fainted.
Wang Changsheng turned around and walked towards a side room. Linghu Bin carried Song Siyuan and quickly followed.
After the time it took to drink a cup of tea, Linghu Bin and Song Siyuan walked out of the attic together, and walked towards the mountainside.
The two of them had a smooth journey. Occasionally, they would meet a few acquaintances, and they would greet them with a smile. Their eyes were clear, and it was difficult for others to imagine that the two of them had been controlled.
After the time it took to eat a meal, the two of them arrived at a golden palace that was more than ten feet high. The plaque above the entrance read "Memorial Tablet Hall".
There were two guards at the entrance, and there were several groups of cultivators patrolling around the Memorial Tablet Hall.
"Greetings to Martial Uncle Linghu and Martial Uncle Song." The two guards saw Linghu Bin and Song Siyuan, and hurriedly saluted them.
"Is Senior Brother Chen here? We have something important to ask him. "Linghu Bin asked casually with an indifferent expression.
"Martial Uncle Chen has always been here." The guard replied truthfully.
Linghu Bin and Song Siyuan, hearing this, strode in. The two guards did not stop them. Linghu Bin and Song Siyuan were the descendants of two Yuanying cultivators of the Greater One Sect, so the guards did not have the slightest suspicion and allowed the two of them to walk in.
A barely visible shadow followed Linghu Bin and Song Siyuan inside. The two Foundation Establishment Stage guards didn't notice it.
The main hall was unusually wide, and there was a bluestone passage on the left and right sides.
In the spacious main hall, there was not a single person, and it seemed cold and cheerless.
Linghu Bin took out a corpse bag from his arms, and with a pat of the corpse bag, a red light flew out, and disappeared into the bluestone passage on the right.
Linghu Bin and Song Siyuan looked at each other, nodded to each other, and walked towards the bluestone passage on the left.
Not long after, the two of them came to the end, where a wide stone door blocked their way. There was a fingernail-sized hole on the stone door.
Linghu Bin took out a sound transmission talisman, whispered a few words, and threw it forward. The sound transmission talisman turned into a flame, and flew into the hole.
A moment later, the stone door opened, and a green-robed Daoist with a green wooden crown on his head walked out.
"Yi, Junior Martial Brother Linghu, Junior Martial Brother Song, why did you come together?" The green-robed Daoist saw the two of them and asked curiously.
"We obtained a strange treasure, but we can't recognize its origin. Senior Martial Brother Chen is an expert in this field, so we hope Senior Martial Brother Chen can help us identify it." Linghu Bin smiled and explained.
"Strange treasure! Hehe, you two Junior Martial Brothers are too kind, come in and talk! "
The green-robed Daoist invited the two of them in, and closed the stone door.
After a while, in the right passage, a stone door suddenly opened, and a young man in a blue shirt ran out with a flustered expression.
As soon as he walked out, the space in front of him fluctuated, and a woman in a red dress appeared without warning. It was Ye Mingyue.
Ye Mingyue chuckled, and spouted a mass of red mist from her mouth.
The Blue Shirt Youth felt his head become heavy, and he fainted.
Ye Mingyue's figure flashed, and she floated into the secret room.
A woman in a red dress was meditating in the secret room. Her complexion changed as soon as she saw Ye Mingyue.
Ye Mingyue's beautiful eyes lit up with a red light, and the woman in red's gaze became sluggish.
A silver light flashed, and Wang Changsheng appeared beside Ye Mingyue without warning.
He carried the Blue Shirt Youth on his shoulder, and closed the stone door.
The secret room wasn't big, and there were a dozen or so memorial tablets inside. Two of them were silver, and they were the most conspicuous. They had the words' Linghu Xin 'and' Song Zhe 'respectively written on them.
One of the memorial tablets was broken, which meant that a high-level cultivator had died.
"Mingyue, you stay here and guard. Be careful, and don't get discovered." Wang Changsheng reminded her, and then walked out.
Not long after, Wang Changsheng arrived at the end of the left passage. The stone door opened, and Linghu Bin and Song Siyuan appeared in front of Wang Changsheng. The blue-robed Daoist was lying on the ground, his head separated from his body, and blood staining the ground.
Immortal Wang raised his feet and walked in. With a peng sound, the stone door closed.
This was Wang Changsheng's second time using the Origin Separation Curse to kill a Yuanying cultivator. The last time he used the Origin Separation Curse to kill Yang Qian's grandfather, he wasn't very familiar with the technique. This time, he was very confident that he could make the other party unable to even escape from the Yuanying and die unknowingly.
He took out a storage pouch from his bosom and emptied it. The multicolored light faded, and a large pile of things appeared on the ground.
He ordered Linghu Bin and Song Siyuan to quickly arrange everything.
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