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Undercover, he secretly disposed of a portion of the demon pills and demon bones, buying several needed treasures.

As for the others, I'll have them help me collect them. The price is negotiable.

Then, Qin Sang hurried back to the Sui Dynasty and told Li Yu'hu about his cave abode. He stayed there for a while, guiding the three of them in their cultivation and giving them some resources.

Before the infant binding ceremony, Qin Sang would not consider dividing his attention to build a faction, and he let them cultivate on their own.

He retreated into seclusion for an unknown number of years, determined to fulfill his responsibility as a teacher.

Li Yu's cultivation was only at the early stage of Jindan, Qin Sang's guidance was more than enough for him. As for Tan Yiren and Bai Hanqiu, there was no need to say more.

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“If your ancestors return, or if you encounter any trouble, please send me a message. The current situation is unclear, and the cultivation world is turbulent, especially the Pure Yang Sect. All forces are eyeing the legacy left by the Red-Haired Ancestor. During this time, try to avoid going out for training as much as possible to prevent being implicated...”

Before departing, Qin Sang instructed Li Yu'hu and the other three.

"The disciple obeys."

Three men pay their respects and bid farewell to Qin Sang.

On the way back, Qin Sang took a detour into Shaohua Mountain.

Disguised as a Elder of the Yuanshen Gate, Qin Sang's actions became more convenient, and he managed to find out some news about his relatives.

For example, Qi Yuanshu, the senior brother Qi of that year.

During the battle against Zuiyuan, he unfortunately died on the battlefield.

Qin Sang's feelings for Qi Yuanhu are complicated.

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Before learning the truth, Qin Sang had received many pointers from Qi Yuanhu and felt no ill will towards him. He even relied on him for support.

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To be honest, Qi Yuanshu helped the tyrannical Zhou and kept an eye on himself all the time. He clearly had ulterior motives against me.

But if Qiyuan Hushan hadn't secretly protected him, his journey at Shaohuas Mountain wouldn't have been so smooth. Whether it was the internal struggles within his sect or the external disturbances, none of it affected him; he only needed to focus on his cultivation.

In the few times Qin Sang had interacted with Qi Yuanshu, she could sense a trace of kindness in him. Perhaps it was guilt, or perhaps something else.

But Dongyang Bo's order, he dared not disobey.

Qin Sang felt the same helplessness.

But this doesn't mean Qin Sang could smile at him and forget all the grievances.

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Wrongdoers have heads, and debtors have owners.

Qin Sang was staring at Dongyang Bo.

Perhaps for He and Qi Yuanshu to forget each other in the world of rivers and lakes is the best ending.

Unexpectedly, upon returning, I received dreadful news.

Qi Yuanyu was not buried on Shaohua Mountain, his tomb is in his hometown.

A century has passed, and the solitary grave is almost desolate.

Gone are the flesh and bones, leaving no trace upon the earth as geese fly by.

At this time, cultivators and mortals were no different at all.

Unbeknownst to himself, Qin Sang came to Qi Yuanhu's grave. He paused for a moment, letting out a sigh before mounting his sword and leaving.

After that, he went to a mortal kingdom within the Shaohua Mountain realm.

There is a family of cultivators, the Wen family.

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Wen Jia's strength was not strong. In Dai Shao Hua Mountain, which governs the mortal countries nearby, there was an elder from outside the clan, dignified and solemn.

Zhuang Yan and his blind date partner became Dao companions and practiced the double cultivation path together. In the end, they both reached the foundation building stage, but their journey of cultivation afterwards was not smooth, stopping at the middle stage of foundation building.

Knowing that there was no hope for them to become immortals in this life, their spirits were crushed. In the end, they bid farewell to their master and returned to their master's venerable family, where they had children and grandchildren.

That's Qin Sang, who was introduced into Shaohua Mountain by his senior brother Wen when he first arrived.

Brother Wen has already passed away and is buried on the back mountain of the Wen family.

A rather prosperous courtyard, built at the foot of a mountain by a lake, is exceptionally beautiful.

At that time, an elderly man sat on a lounge chair by the lake, with several fishing rods in front of him. His eyes were half-closed, as if he were about to fall asleep deeply, it was truly solemn.

“Wow!”

A water dragon suddenly flew out of the lake, baring its fangs and claws towards the old man. But just as it formed, it dissipated into water droplets.

The water did not splash the old man, but it scared all the fish away.

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"You little brat! You have guts, attacking your grandpa!"

With solemn eyes, he watched the girl run and jump towards him, a smile flashing in his eyes.

“Grandpa, I only took a few days to master the Am I not qualified to join Shaohua Mountain”

The girl pouted and tugged on the old man's arm.

"You're still far behind! Practice diligently for a few more years, and grandpa will send you to Shaohua Mountain again. Only then will people not underestimate our Zhuang family."

Zhuang Yan gently touched the girl's delicate nose, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes. He was over two hundred years old, one foot already in the underworld, his lifespan nearing its end. He could no longer protect the younger generation.

The shadow of the abyss has always shrouded Xiaohan Domain.

The cultivation world knows not when it will find peace. These younger generations were born in the most chaotic era, and even entering Shaohua Mountain cannot guarantee their destinies.

Over the years, many disciples of Shaohua Mountain have died in battle.

Zhuangyan suddenly remembered an old friend.

“Alas! If Brother Qin were still alive, with his spirit, he would surely have formed a golden core... How could he have left before me”

Every time I think about it, I feel deeply regretful.

He seemed to sense something, and suddenly raised his head.

"Grandpa, what's wrong"

The young girl turned her head to look at the lake.

There was no one in sight on the lake.

Zhuangyan shook his head, suddenly losing interest, put away his belongings, and with the help of a young girl, walked towards the courtyard, his steps unsteady.

Qin Sang passed by Wen's home, paid homage to his senior brother Wen, and took a distant glance at the solemn scene.

This might be the last time, but Qin Sang cannot show himself.

Tranquil and solemn, yet the elixir remains unformed.

But, to live a life with the one he loved and raise children together was not without happiness.

Qin Sang put away her thoughts and returned directly to Taohua Valley.

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Qingjun is not in the valley.

Qin Sang returned to his cave dwelling and prepared for seclusion.

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Bai Ye darted out of the corpse puppet bag, choosing a room and preparing to enter seclusion with Qin Sang. They wouldn't emerge until they had thoroughly understood the Soul Orb.

“This Peach Blossom Valley is really good, and the master is also impressive. Even in the Corpse Puppet Bag before, I could feel a hint of sharpness. However, at that time, I was contemplating the key to the Soul Pearl, so I didn't have time to show up. Initially, I felt something similar from Qingzhu as well. As expected of father and daughter, they are not simple.”

Bai has a high opinion of Qingjun, "It's too forward to just move in. I'll wait for an opportunity to personally visit the main person."

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"Comrades, be careful when comprehending the Soul Reaper Orb. Do not destroy the peach grove."

Qin Sang reminded himself, he didn't want to bear Qing Jun's wrath.

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After a brief discussion, the two returned to their respective caves.

Qin Sang sealed and prohibited it, summoning the Heavenly Eye Butterfly.

The cultivation of the Heaven-Eyed Butterfly cannot be neglected either. It still needs the help of the Heaven-Eyed Butterfly to form a Nascent Soul.

Luckily, he bought some medicinal herbs that could cultivate the Tianmu butterfly. He almost had all the ingredients for the formula. The Tianmu butterfly's growth rate would be faster than before.

Tiánmù Dié服下靈藥，落在秦桑肩膀上，緊靠著他，陷入了沉睡。

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The next thing to do is to recover one's previous cultivation as soon as possible.

Repairing the killing talisman is much easier now than before.

Qin Sang sank into meditation, his mind connecting with the Wumu Sword, comprehending the true killing technique, and his cultivation soared.

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