That day.

Ji Yuan was on Mist Island, slaughtering chickens, pigs, and fish, and even sent the Big Toad to catch a Tier Two early-stage Demon Beast for a feast.

After enjoying himself for two days, Ji Yuan resumed his closed-door training.

This time, either his Alchemy or Talisman Painting Technique must be upgraded to Tier Two!

If not, he swore not to come out!

...

Half a month later.

"Jian Zong died near this area. Hurry up and listen to the wind, see if you can catch any news."

That night, Dong Qing led an elderly man, who looked ancient to the extreme, to the place where Jian Zong died.

Lately, he had found two Foundation Establishment Cultivators who "voluntarily" took the Realm-Lowering Pill, and one task was resolved.

But the other task had no leads.

Master Dan Yang of the Medicine King Valley was urging him, constantly pressuring him to quickly find the person who killed Jian Zong.

Dong Qing estimated that the Sect Leader wanted to make some sinister moves to weaken the Water Dragon Sect's combat power before the Nine Nether Cave Heaven would open.

It was said that the Corpse Transporting Mountain and Spirit Control Sect north of Starfall River were also in fierce conflict.

The Sword Ruins remained detached from worldly affairs, and no force dared to provoke them.

As for Joy Palace, they fought fiercely enough among themselves, not needing any outside interference.

Just as Dong Qing was perplexed, a friend introduced him to the Loose Cultivator called "Master Tong Ling," who had a Secret Technique that could hear the wind of past events, allowing him to hear conversations that previously occurred in a location.

After learning about it, Dong Qing immediately hired him with a heavy sum.

Jian Zong was not a weakling. Although he was dead, he must have had some exchange with the murderer before he died. Perhaps this could be used to deduce the other's identity.

"This is the place."

Master Tong Ling looked around and said in a deep voice, "This scene of upheaval doesn't seem like a place where a Qi Cultivation Stage battle took place. Fellow cultivator, don't mislead me."

"My Secret Technique can only hear the wind of past events from those with lower cultivation than mine. If this was a Foundation Establishment Stage battle and the opponent's cultivation is higher than mine, listening to it might spell my end!"

"No, no."

Dong Qing waved his hand, "The one dead was a disciple at the Qi Cultivation Stage in my sect. Just listen, don't worry. I'll take responsibility if anything happens."

"Hah, when this old man is dead, your responsibility is worth nothing."

Though Master Tong Ling spoke harshly, he still began casting his spells.

No choice; the Medicine King Valley was rich, and the reward was too tempting.

Seeing him casting his spell, Dong Qing stepped back a few paces, refraining from disturbing him.

Master Tong Ling chanted incantations, his hands forming sigils without pause, with a faint green glow appearing, and he walked back and forth in a specific stance.

Dong Qing couldn't help but nod continuously at the sight.

This Spirit Stone was well spent. This old man likely possesses true abilities.

After walking back and forth momentarily, Master Tong Ling suddenly halted. He placed both hands near his right ear, leaning slightly forward as if listening intently to something.

After a brief moment, he heard a few words from the past wind.

"Jian Zong..."

"Water Dragon Sect... Qiu Qianhai!"

It turned out to be a struggle between two major factions, with the deceased being Jian Zong... Damn, this was serious.

Master Tong Ling's face turned pale upon hearing this, realizing he was a Loose Cultivator entangled in such significant matters out of greed for Spirit Stones, which was not good.

Seeing this, Dong Qing didn't rush to question him but waited a moment until Master Tong Ling had finished his spell, then approached eagerly.

"How was it?"

"I heard it."

With this, Master Tong Ling spoke.

Dong Qing visibly sighed in relief, "Quick, tell me."

"That person... said he was a Loose Cultivator named Qiu Qianhai!"

"Loose Cultivator Qiu Qianhai?"

Dong Qing repeated, "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure!"

Master Tong Ling insisted.

In any case, getting involved in such major disputes between two factions was impossible, but he couldn't do nothing after receiving the Spirit Stones. So, changing the term "Water Dragon Sect" to "Loose Cultivator" was just right.

First, it soothed his conscience.

Second, it kept him out of the fray.

Even if investigated, he hadn't technically lied, at least identifying the name Qiu Qianhai.

As for being a Loose Cultivator?

That's what the person claimed. You can check if you don't believe me.

What, you couldn't hear it? Well, that's not my fault.

Soon, Dong Qing paid the remaining Spirit Stones and then left.

Master Tong Ling felt relieved to have avoided the conflict between two great powers and gained plenty of Spirit Stones, so he felt it was worthwhile...

With a thought, he summoned his Flying Boat.

But before he could leave, a Flying Sword suddenly materialized, instantly piercing through his forehead, causing a dazzling light to erupt from there, splitting his body in two.

Seeing him utterly dead, Dong Qing's figure emerged from the underground.

Slightly panting, having instantly killed a Foundation Establishment Cultivator still took a toll.

But it was worth it... Dong Qing weighed the Storage Bag in his hand, spat on Master Tong Ling's corpse, and cursed:

"Damn, did you not see your own level? Mere Loose Cultivator, how dare you take so much of my Spirit Stone?"

Truly someone who would die for money.

After making sure no traces were left, Dong Qing finally left.

Simultaneously...

Deep beneath the distant ocean, the vague silhouette of a person long seated motionlessly twitched slightly.

"Is this... another avatar deceased?"

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