Chapter 178 - 178 Forbidden Immortal Cultivation Technique (1)
178 Forbidden Immortal Cultivation Technique (1)
In the Jade Pavilion, a group of disciples from the Plant Hall were gathered together, listening to Duan Ping recount what had happened last night.
Although Xiaoqian Mountain, as a place for individual cultivators, had a few problems, this kind of ruthless extermination of a sect was still quite rare.
However, when it really happened, no one cared too much.
This was the world of cultivators, where life and death were common. Even Golden Core Realm cultivators might die in battle.
“The murderer escaped just like that?” Zhong Gui asked in surprise.
Feng He glanced at him with a smile. Zhong Gui had only been here for two or three years longer than Jiang Ming, and it seemed like he did not know much about the ways of Xiaoqian Mountain.
“How could that be? Only Yang Zong has not been found. The rest of the main culprits have been caught.” Duan Ping chuckled and briefly explained how Yang Zong had been seen fleeing the scene of the crime.
“Yang Zong from the Small Mirror Hall? What?” Zhong Gui was stunned and said in disbelief, “I’ve seen that guy before. He’s good at swindling, but he’s only in the middle stage of the Qi Refinement Realm. How could he have committed such a major crime?”
“He must be pretending. He must be at least at the late stage of the Qi Refinement Realm.
“Hey, hey, hey, don’t talk nonsense!” Duan Ping hurriedly interrupted that person. “Since Yang Zong has disappeared, the murderer must be him. The people of the Small Mirror Hall can forget about escaping as well. They’ve all been detained by the law enforcement team. It’s fine if we talk nonsense amongst ourselves. However, I advise you not to talk nonsense after you leave.”
“The law-enforcement team is observant. Since they’ve determined that the Small Mirror Hall was the one who committed the crime, it must be them!” Feng He chuckled and concluded the matter.
The others were not fools. A hint of understanding flashed in their eyes. They laughed and let the matter go. They began to discuss other things.
Jiang Ming smiled.
The Three Talents Guild had been destroyed in a cave abode of Xiaoqian Mountain. In order to appease the other individual cultivators, the law enforcement team naturally had to assert dominance and investigate the murderer.
However, to be able to wipe out the Three Talents Guild in such a short span of time meant that the murderer was very powerful.
The law-enforcement team was also human. Everyone was just trying to earn money. Who would be willing to risk their lives for a mere sect? Thus, the Small Mirror Hall became the scapegoat.
Jiang Ming was drinking his wine leisurely. After all, the Small Mirror Hall had tried to hurt him first. He did not feel bad for them.
This incident caused a small stir in Xiaoqian Mountain. The law enforcement team quickly found the murderer and publicly condemned the cruel methods of the Small Mirror Hall. Five of the main culprits were killed, and the rest of the suspects were all crippled of their cultivation and expelled from Xiaoqian Mountain.
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Jiang Ming went into his room and stuck a talisman to the window to prevent detection. Then, he sat at the table and began to check the three newly obtained storage rings.
Although not many people would come to this corner, it was always good to be safe.
There were medicinal pills, talismans, magical weapons, materials, and spirit stones. Although they were of low quality, there were quite a lot of them. Jiang Ming roughly estimated that the total value of the items was just above three thousand spirit stones.
Jiang Ming’s eyes were a little bright. This was a much faster way to earn money than farming.
However, this was a risky method.
He shook his head. He could not do this often. Otherwise, he would end up like the group of people who came to kill him.
Of course, he might be even worse off. Immortal cultivators had a long life, after all.
Jiang Ming shivered. He quickly shook his head and sorted the things out by category.
In the end, there were only some Jade Slips and a pile of books left on the table. To be honest, Jiang Ming was more interested in these things.
“Maybe one day, all the immortal cultivators will return to the earth, and no one will pass on this knowledge. I’ll be the only one who can do it then,” Jiang Ming murmured. He suddenly felt like he was undertaking a sacred mission. He began to look through these Jade Slips and books with a righteous look.
However, most of them were on miscellaneous subjects. Jiang Ming skimmed through them and decided to read them slowly in the future. There were only a few Jade Slips that contained a few spells.