Chapter 47: The Bounty from the Song Family
Xiao Yun returned to Liu Ziyan's bedroom, deciding to gather some Spiritual Energy from the Ethereal Stone before going to sleep. He needed to act quickly; otherwise, the person who had been secretly eyeing the Ethereal Stone would come knocking at his door.
Although he couldn't definitively say that this mysterious figure was Duan Haoran, he believed that once he absorbed all the Spiritual Energy, the other party would definitely find out.
Xiao Yun sat cross-legged on the bed, entering a meditative state. At that moment, the light green glow began to rise from the ground, swirling around his body before entering him. Having gained some experience, Xiao Yun quickly directed the Spiritual Energy into his Dantian and then into his Meridians, avoiding any violent clashes within his body.
The Spiritual Energy followed his intent, circulating through a large cycle and twelve smaller cycles. After this session of cultivation, he felt that his Spiritual Sense had doubled, and other abilities had also been enhanced.
Xiao Yun couldn't help but feel excited; it seemed that this Ethereal Stone was indeed a treasure. Based on his understanding, he knew that it had significant benefits for alchemy and could provide defensive capabilities when consumed by ordinary people. Unfortunately, the Ethereal Stone was buried over three meters deep underground, and he couldn't retrieve it yet.
The night was deep, but the streets were brightly lit. Xiao Yun took out his phone from his Storage Ring, intending to call Duan Qing to let her know he was in Phoenix City. However, he quickly reconsidered; he couldn't reveal anything about gathering Spiritual Energy here. Who knew how much surveillance the Duan Family had on her?
Xiao Yun was unaware of what had transpired between Duan Qingxue and the Duan Family that forced her to run away and open a flower shop for a living. He thought that when he returned to the flower shop this time, he would definitely ask her for clarification.
He resisted the urge to call Duan Qingxue back and put his phone back into the ring...
A week later. The Song Family in Beijing.
In Beijing, when mentioning the Song Family, almost no one is unaware of their influence that covers the entire capital. Their power is unmatched by the other three prominent families: Wang, Zhao, and Ma.
The current boss of the Song Family is named Song Chaoyang. Although he is just over fifty, he is cunning and cold-hearted, with a strict demeanor.
From the outside, Song Chaoyang appears to be a person of tranquility and detachment from worldly affairs. He spends most of his time at home reading books and tending to flowers and plants. However, anyone familiar with him knows he is not simple; behind the scenes, he is involved in various illicit businesses and has gathered all kinds of extraordinary individuals in the underworld, keeping them within his residence.
That morning, as Song Chaoyang was preparing to meditate in a stone house in the backyard, he suddenly heard hurried footsteps from outside. They quickly stopped at his door, followed by a series of loud knocks.
Usually, no one dares to disturb Song Chaoyang during his meditation. He knew that anyone bold enough to knock on his door must either have a good relationship with him or have urgent matters to report.
"Come in," Song Chaoyang said in a deep voice.
With a creak, the door opened to reveal an old Daoist priest in his sixties. He was hunched over, had only one eye, and wore a long robe. In his right hand, he held a whisk. To add to the absurdity, he had a flower that looked like plastic pinned to his head.
"Orchid Daoist," Song Chaoyang exclaimed, "you don't look well. Are you sick?"
Indeed, Orchid Daoist not only appeared pale but also trembled as if he were cold. It was unclear whether the sweat on his face was from heat or fear, and his eyes were filled with terror.
Orchid Daoist held significant power within the Song Residence; even Song Chaoyang usually treated him with respect. Seeing him in such a state raised alarms for Song Chaoyang.
Something unusual must have happened; an ominous feeling began to rise within him. However, he maintained his composure on the surface and silently stared at Orchid Daoist's face, waiting for him to speak.
"Head of the Family," Orchid Daoist gasped for breath before continuing, "I just discovered on the Starlight Mirror that the Ethereal Stone located beneath the Phoenix City Grand Hotel in Galaxy City has inexplicably lost all its Spiritual Energy and has turned into a pile of useless stones!"
"Ah?" Despite Song Chaoyang's strong composure, he couldn't help but be shocked by Orchid Daoist's words. He leaped up from the stone bench and exclaimed, "What? You... you said the Spiritual Energy on the Ethereal Stone has disappeared? How could this happen?" He simply couldn't believe that the rare treasure he held in such high regard, the Ethereal Stone, had turned into a pile of useless rocks!
Orchid Daoist replied, "From my estimation, the disappearance of the Spiritual Energy on the Ethereal Stone must be due to someone harvesting it. However, I do not know who this person is that could collect the Spiritual Energy from the Ethereal Stone."
The muscles on Song Chaoyang's face twitched uncontrollably, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes as he cursed, "That old fool Duan Haoran, can't even handle such a small matter. I really don't understand how my dead father ever thought highly of him!"
Orchid Daoist asked, "Should I kill him for you to vent your anger?"
Song Chaoyang shook his head and waved his hand, saying, "Forget it. For the sake of my Mind Control Cicada, let him live a couple more days. By the way, Orchid Daoist, the Ethereal Stone is of great importance to me. What do you think is the best way to make up for this loss?"
"Boss," Orchid Daoist understood the implication in Song Chaoyang's words and quickly said, "The Ethereal Stone is now just a pile of scrap stones for us. However, we can find the person who harvested the Spiritual Energy from the Ethereal Stone, and use their blood to replace it."
Song Chaoyang was taken aback and asked, "Is that possible?"
Orchid Daoist smiled and said, "This person was able to harvest the Spiritual Energy from the Ethereal Stone, which indicates their cultivation has reached a certain level. It can be said that using their blood to replace the Spiritual Energy from the Ethereal Stone would be extremely powerful. In fact, we might even be able to transfer their usual cultivation to you, Boss."
"Good!" Upon hearing this, Song Chaoyang immediately smiled broadly and said, "If it can really be done like that, it would be perfect. Well then, prepare some skilled individuals to go to Galaxy City in the next couple of days. I'll have that old fool Duan Haoran send people to assist you in finding this person. If you can't bring them back alive, just kill them and take all their blood. Also, this needs to be done discreetly; after all, the Ethereal Stone is a national treasure of China and should not be made public."
"Understood!" Orchid Daoist responded and hesitated slightly before saying, "I have one more thing to discuss; I'm not sure if I should mention it."
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