Hearing what she said, it was hard for the Jing family head and the others to persist. Ling Chuxi had given them so many elixirs. If they bothered others to help perfect the technique, it would be too confusing to advance or retreat.
"Master Jing, let's take our leave now. We have some important matters to deal with. I will do my best for the things you entrusted me to do." When saying goodbye, Ling Chuxi still made a promise to the Master Jing, the mission of all generations of the Jing family.
Even the elders didn't know, so she didn't say it explicitly.
"Thank you, Young Master Ling. I will immediately leave for the Ling family to meet the old Patriarch Ling in the next two days. From now on, our Jing family will be a member of the Ling family. If you have anything to do, just ask Young Master Ling." The Patriarch Jing received Ling Chuxi's promise.
Overjoyed.
"Young Master Ling, you just said you have something to do? I wonder if our Jing family can help?" The eldest elder now admired Ling Chuxi so much that he wanted to ask her for help, he said earnestly.
"I need to buy some spiritual grass for refining the divine elixir. The amount is very large. I wonder if the elder has any idea?" Ling Chuxi had forgotten about this matter. Although the Jing family is not good at refining elixirs, they have some strength and can be invited.
They help.
"Well... you also know the relationship between our Jing family and the Ou family. We rarely prepare any spiritual herbs. If you need spiritual elixirs, you have to buy them from the Ou family or from outside. If Master Ling wants them, I will find some."
Old friend, please think of a way." The great elder said.
"Then there's Elder Lao." Ling Chuxi didn't have much hope at first, but seeing the elder's attentiveness, she still thanked him.
After bidding farewell to everyone in the Jing family, Ling Chuxi and others left the Jing family, launched the Stardust Shuttle again, and flew towards Xiuzhou City.
Just as they left, a woman in a long skirt floated down in Qingling Valley.
This woman was about thirty years old, with a charming face and a curvy figure that was full of temptation, but her face was as cold as ice.
The woman closed her eyes and concentrated for a moment, then suddenly opened her eyes with an angry look on her face: "Who is so bold as to dare to kill my beloved disciple?"
Even though she was furious, the woman's voice was still like an oriole emerging from the valley, clear and pleasant.
Amidst the roar, the woman waved her sleeves and clapped the palm hidden in her sleeves suddenly.
If an outsider saw this scene, they would be shocked. The woman had a beautiful appearance and a graceful figure, but her outstretched palm was covered with scales. It was not a human palm at all, but more like the claws of an eagle.
As the wind passed by, a huge boulder more than ten feet high suddenly shattered in front of me, and the rubble scattered like raindrops.
The woman became angry, but her mood became calmer.
"Hey, this is the mark of consciousness they left." The woman suddenly raised her head and looked in the direction where Ling Chuxi and others left.
"Okay, how dare you kill my beloved disciple? Let me see if I don't cut you into pieces." The woman's voice became low and hoarse, completely like the voice of an old man, dry and full of murderous intent.
As soon as she stepped down, the woman was already chasing in the direction of the Stardust Shuttle.
At this time, Ling Chuxi did not know that the two evil cultivators had made up their minds to devour the blood essence of her and Huangfu Qingjue, and in order to prevent them from escaping, they had left spiritual marks on their bodies.
It’s no wonder that evil cultivators have been extinct thousands of years ago, and very few of the techniques and techniques they cultivated have been passed down to this day. Ling Chuxi had never even heard of it before, and had no idea about it.