Chapter 80

Jining's heart stirred.

Xuelong Mountain? Bo Zishan? Is this Bo Zishan a Zifu cultivator of Xuelong Mountain?

Jining temporarily suppressed this thought and earnestly pleaded, "My mother is critically ill, and I fear that the Ji family has no means to save her. I humbly request that Immortal Muxiao visit the Ji family's Western City to save my mother's life."

Seeing Jining's expression, Immortal Muxiao couldn't help but sigh, "I am not skilled in treating illnesses, but I will take a look. If I can save her, I will. If I cannot..."

"Immortal, if you are willing to go, I will be eternally grateful," Jining said.

"Beast, come over here!" Immortal Muxiao suddenly turned and shouted at a distance. The black-haired zombie, whose body was wrapped in corpse evil, obediently walked over, its green eyes showing a hint of fear when looking at Immortal Muxiao.

Immortal Muxiao waved his hand, and a purple coffin appeared in front of him.

"Get in," Immortal Muxiao ordered.

The black-haired zombie obediently opened the coffin, leaped in, and lay down, then closed the coffin lid.

"This is a corpse-nurturing coffin," Immortal Muxiao said, waving his hand to take the coffin. He then said to Jining, "This black-haired zombie just lost its master. If left to wander, it would only cause harm. So while talking to you, I used a thread of my primordial energy to refine and control it."

Jining nodded.

"You can rest assured. Bo Zishan was killed by you, so I won't take the things he left behind," Immortal Muxiao said. "However, you currently lack the strength to refine and subdue this black-haired zombie, so I took it away."

As he spoke, Immortal Muxiao looked at Bo Zishan's corpse. The corpse, along with the boat magical treasures, duster magical treasures, blood-red banners, and the beehive containing venomous insects, all flew over. Immortal Muxiao extended his hand, and a ring detached from Bo Zishan's arm and flew into his palm.

"This is a rank-entering storage magical treasure," Immortal Muxiao said. "You can't refine it, so I will help you take out all the items inside."

Swish~~

Soon, Immortal Muxiao refined the storage ring, and a large pile of miscellaneous items appeared on the ground. There were armor, food, gold, materials, and various bottles and jars.

"Judging by your skin color, you must have been poisoned by Heart-Eroding Powder," Immortal Muxiao said, waving his hand. One of the small bottles on the ground, labeled 'Heart-Eroding Antidote,' flew over. Clearly, if the bottles were not clearly labeled, Bo Zishan might have taken the wrong one.

Immortal Muxiao uncorked the bottle, glanced inside, and nodded. "This is the antidote. Take one. You can also take these miscellaneous items and rank-entering magical treasures... you can't refine them now, but you will be able to when you become a Zifu cultivator. Don't worry, these are treasures to you, but they are insignificant to me."

"Thank you, Immortal," Jining said gratefully.

Although he understood that these items were insignificant to the other party, Immortal Muxiao's straightforward and respectful treatment of him, a mere innate spirit, left Jining deeply grateful.

"I will repay this favor in the future," Jining thought to himself.

Jining swallowed the sweet-smelling pill, which dissolved in his stomach, quickly warming his body. The Heart-Eroding Powder toxins, which had been latent in his body, dissipated like melting snow, and the pain and red spots on his face disappeared.

"This beehive," Immortal Muxiao pointed to the beehive where the venomous insects lived. "The beehive itself is a non-rank-entering magical treasure, which you can refine. However, the large number of venomous insects inside... to control them at will, you need to become a Zifu cultivator and refine them with your primordial energy. Before you become a Zifu cultivator, remember to feed them regularly to prevent them from starving and turning on each other."

Jining nodded. "Understood."

"Refine the beehive quickly. Oh, here is a book on refining venomous insects, a classic from Xuelong Mountain. It's not precious, but it covers the basics of refining venomous insects," Immortal Muxiao said, spotting a leather-bound book among Bo Zishan's belongings. "Refining venomous insects is simple, but they are hard to find and cultivate. You don't need to read it now; these are things you will need to learn when you become a Zifu cultivator."

Jining took the book, which was titled "The Record of Venomous Insect Refinement."

"Because the beehive contains venomous insects, it cannot be stored in a storage magical treasure," Immortal Muxiao said, handing the beehive to Jining. "But the beehive can be resized. Shrink it and carry it with you."

"Yes," Jining replied, taking the large black beehive. Immortal Muxiao had already neutralized the magical energy in the beehive, so Jining refined it easily. Otherwise, it would have taken him a long time to neutralize the residual magical energy left by Bo Zishan.

"Shrink, shrink, shrink." Jining watched the black beehive rapidly shrink to the size of a finger. He took a small cloth bag, placed the beehive inside, and put the bag in his chest, storing it in his magical armor.

"Collect."

Jining waved his hand, and the large pile of miscellaneous items, including Bo Zishan's books and poisons, were collected. As for Bo Zishan's rank-entering magical treasures, Jining did not touch them.

"These rank-entering magical treasures," Immortal Muxiao pointed to the blood-red banner. "I need to take this Ten Thousand Ghost Banner. It is a magical treasure born from sin, and I need to take it back as proof of completing my mission. You can keep the rest."

"Understood," Jining said, collecting the rank-entering magical treasures.

These rank-entering magical treasures, he couldn't use now, so he stored them.

"This Ten Thousand Ghost Banner..." Immortal Muxiao picked up the blood-red banner, which still faintly glowed with black light. "It has tortured and killed countless people, carrying deep sin. Bo Zishan was destined to die, using this Ten Thousand Ghost Banner against you. Your divine soul has already reached the divine will level, which is far beyond what this half-finished Ten Thousand Ghost Banner can affect."

Immortal Muxiao thought Jining had relied on his powerful divine soul to slay the ghosts, unaware that Jining had used the Nüwa diagram to liberate them.

"Look, this is sin. Deep sin can be seen with the naked eye, while great virtue cannot," Immortal Muxiao said, pointing to the black light on the blood-red banner. "The sin is so deep that it is visible to the naked eye, showing how deep the sin is. Such a deeply sinful person must be eliminated by the Yinglong Guard."

Jining nodded in agreement.

...

In the mountain's belly, Mengyu and the others were wrapped in clothes, covered in blood.

"Quick, carry them."

"Hurry up."

The black snake and the blue flame bird shouted at the servants, who dared not disobey and obediently carried, supported, and lifted those who could not walk.

"Where is the young master?"

"Where is Young Master Jining?" Mengyu, Ji Wuyu, and others asked.

The black snake replied, "The young master is outside."

Mengyu could still walk, while Ji Wuyu was being carried. They all left the mountain's belly and saw the thousands of anxious Dao soldiers, the bodies scattered on the ground, and Jining and Immortal Muxiao talking in the distance.

Jining turned and saw Mengyu, covered in blood, and Ji Wuyu being carried, feeling a pang in his heart. He couldn't help but call out, "Master Mengyu."

"Master," Mengyu said.

"You, you..." Jining didn't know what to say.

"Thank you, young master."

"Thank you, Young Master Jining." Not only the Ji family, but also the innate spirits of the Bianhe, Tumu, and Kou tribes, who had their dantians destroyed, were grateful. They were now just cripples, but being able to see the light of day and return to their tribes was a great relief.

Jining felt a deep sorrow in his heart. Among them were enemies of the Ji family, but they were once proud innate spirits, now reduced to cripples.

The joy from collecting Bo Zishan's treasures vanished, and Jining turned to the servants and shouted, "How many people are still imprisoned in this mountain?"

"There might be over a million, and it's hard to say how many are still alive," a servant nervously replied.

Jining was stunned.

A million?

"Sin," Immortal Muxiao sighed. "Jining... the thousands of Dao soldiers and hundreds of thousands of surviving mortals here, let the two spirit beasts handle it. Remember, the Dao soldiers are innocent, forced by Bo Zishan. Don't kill any more."

"Understood," the black snake and the blue flame bird nodded. They had seen the power of the dragon Dao soldiers and would take the armor, even if they spared the soldiers.

"Leave everything to you," Jining instructed.

"Rest assured," the black snake and the blue flame bird replied.

"Jining, let's go to the Ji family's Western City," Immortal Muxiao said. "I can also take some people with us."

With a wave of his hand, a leaf appeared and grew to be dozens of feet long. Jining helped Mengyu, Ji Wuyu, and other Ji family members onto the leaf. As for the Kou and Bianhe tribes, they would rest here and wait for their tribes to come and take them.

"Let's go."

Immortal Muxiao, Jining, and the group of Ji family innate spirits with destroyed dantians were on the leaf, which quickly rose and flew over the mountains, disappearing into the horizon.

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