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In the study of the leader of Haoyang Sect, Empress Linglong sat behind the desk and asked in surprise, "He didn't take Qin Xuewu with him?"

"Yes, he just said a few words to Qin Xuewu and let her leave. From what I can see, Song Yu has bad intentions and will definitely cause trouble in the future."

As the leader of a sect, Wu Wenhao knelt before Empress Linglong and didn't even dare to raise his head when he answered.

Empress Linglong glanced out the window at the dusk, thinking about what Wu Wenhao had just said.

"Song Yu and Qin Xuewu had been separated for many days, but they only exchanged a few words when they met again. They didn't even ask about each other's well-being for a moment? It can be seen that this woman is not in his heart, and the meeting was just perfunctory."

Empress Linglong had served Song Yu for many years and believed she understood his character.

Linglong could tell at a glance whether a woman was favored by him or not.

She wanted to use Qin Xuewu to control Song Yu, but she was afraid her plan would fail.

"Empress, should we continue to keep an eye on them? Although Song Yu is only at the Golden Core stage, his strength is quite terrifying. He can fight against Yuanying stage cultivators with his sword energy alone."

Wu Wenhao recalled the scene of the battle between Song Yu and Zhao Wuji, and couldn't help but feel scared.

This person is too talented. If he is allowed to cultivate, he will probably raise an enemy himself!

Empress Linglong glanced at Wu Wenhao and said indifferently, "I'm not afraid, so what are you afraid of?"

"I'm worrying too much."

Wu Wenhao almost buried his head in the soil.

Empress Linglong stood up, walked to the window, and gazed deeply at the night outside.

"Keep watching them. If you notice Song Yu planning to leave, capture him immediately! But don't hurt his life. Do you understand?"

"Yes!"

Wu Wenhao slowly stood up and walked away.

In the small courtyard.

As soon as Song Yu stepped into the courtyard, he saw Li Wenxuan holding a book in one hand and gesturing with the other hand, as if he was drawing talismans in the air.

"Brother Song, you are back. Come and read this book!"

Li Wenxuan withdrew his hand and shook the book towards Song Yu.

"This is the detailed explanation of talismans that I bought today for 500 spirit stones. Take a look, it records a lot of practical talismans. It is much more detailed than the one I collected before!"

Li Wenxuan handed the book to Song Yu as if he was presenting a treasure.

Song Yu took the book, flipped through a few pages, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

He had seen all the talismans recorded in this book and could draw them, but for a casual cultivator like Li Wenxuan, being able to buy this secret book was truly a treasure.

The detailed methods of drawing talismans are all controlled by the sect, and it is extremely difficult for independent practitioners to learn them.

"This is indeed a rare good book. Brother Li really has a good eye."

"Of course. It took me a lot of effort to find it."

Li Wenxuan smiled complacently, then asked with some concern, "But Brother Song, you were out for so long just now, did you have any trouble?"

Song Yu smiled slightly and waved his hand: "It's no big deal, I just went to a few places to see if I can try my luck and meet Qin Xuewu."

"You really went?"

Li Wenxuan was stunned for a moment, then he suddenly realized.

Both of them are independent cultivators, but they have different pursuits and are working hard for their own goals!

"I see, no wonder you came back so late. Did you get anything?"

"I didn't get much. Those places were so crowded that I could barely squeeze in."

Song Yu smiled, returned the talisman to Li Wenxuan, and said, "I'm a little tired, I'm going to go back and rest first."

"Okay, there will be a competition tomorrow, you should have a good rest."

Li Wenxuan accepted the secret book and continued practicing in the yard.

A piece of talisman paper costs one spirit stone. Cultivators who are not well-off will first familiarize themselves with the method of drawing talismans. After they have mastered it by heart, they will spend money to buy talisman paper, just to draw a useful talisman in just one go.

Only those disciples who are trained by major sects can obtain unlimited talisman paper.

You can practice however you want, and don’t worry about the price of the talisman paper!

Song Yu returned to his room, closed the door gently, and sat down on the edge of the bed tiredly.

He closed his eyes, and Qin Xuewu's tear-stained face appeared in his mind.

"Xuewu, I will definitely protect you."

He whispered to himself.

Song Yu knew that it would not be easy to take Qin Xuewu away from Haoyang Sect.

Empress Linglong's influence spreads throughout the entire sect. If she is not careful, not only will she be in danger, but Qin Xuewu will also be implicated.

He had to proceed with caution and make a careful plan.

He stood up, walked to the window and looked at the night outside.

The shadows of the trees swayed in the wind, making a rustling sound.

Song Yu took a deep breath and began to think about every detail in his mind.

First of all, he needed to find a suitable time to let Qin Xuewu temporarily leave Haoyang Sect to avoid being noticed by Empress Linglong.

Then, he would find a safe place for Qin Xuewu to hide temporarily until he could completely break free from the control of Empress Linglong.

The best way is to hide Qin Xuewu in the Haotian Jade, and he will take the Haotian Jade away from Haoyang Sect!

This is the safest and most feasible method.

As long as Song Yu doesn't die, Qin Xuewu can escape!

But doing so also has a fatal flaw, which is that Song Yu was not caught by Empress Linglong!

Based on his understanding of Linglong, this woman may seem harmless, but in fact she is vicious!

Has the most patient character!

Even though she is keeping silent now, it seems like she has no idea that someone like Song Yu appeared in Haoyang Sect.

In fact, he knew everything, and transformed himself into Qingzhu to find out Song Yu's background!

With such a venomous snake staring at him with murderous intent, Song Yu would not dare to act rashly no matter how brave he was!

Now he can only deal with cultivators in the early stage of the Spirit Transformation, while Empress Linglong has already entered the late stage of the Spirit Transformation or even the Tribulation Crossing stage!

Only a fool would use an egg to hit a stone!

What's more, he is a person with brains?

"I want to take Xuewu away, but there is no rush. Linglong hasn't made a move on me yet, there must be a reason!

Maybe she wanted to see me getting anxious, or maybe she wanted to wait until I saved Xuewu before taking action!

This woman is mentally ill, you can't use common sense to judge her!"

Song Yu had been stabbed in the back by Linglong once. He really didn't believe that this woman would turn a blind eye to this matter because of their years of master-servant friendship!

The only possibility is that she doesn't want Song Yu to die easily!

"No matter how many years have passed, she is still as vicious and cruel as ever."

Song Yu sighed softly.

……

The next day.

Song Yu had no interest in the competition on the stage. He sat lazily in the spectator seats, looking to the east and then to the west.

Ever since Haoyang Sect announced yesterday that it would focus on training the final winner of this martial arts competition, today's competition venue has been particularly lively.

The independent cultivator who had previously planned to do a business really put in an effort this time, fighting to the end with his opponent on the stage with red eyes.

Li Wenxuan sat next to Song Yu and watched the fight. Whenever the monks on the stage fought with each other, Li Wenxuan's eyes lit up and he wished he could take a few more steps and stick to the edge of the arena to take a closer look.

When the monks on the stage jumped to both sides of the stage to fight, Li Wenxuan impatiently relaxed his body and leaned back slightly.

Song Yu glanced at him and asked curiously, "Brother Li, is there any problem with the competition on the stage?"

Li Wenxuan retracted his attention, knowing that Song Yu had discovered his previous behavior, and smiled awkwardly: "I'm sorry to make you laugh, Brother Song, I don't think there is anything wrong with this competition."

Song Yu continued to look at him curiously.

Li Wenxuan sighed and said helplessly: "I am a physical cultivator, not a Dharma cultivator."

Song Yu suddenly realized.

The difference between physical cultivation and magic cultivation made Li Wenxuan not very interested in the exquisite use of magic and talismans on the stage.

To him, although those gorgeous spells were dazzling, what really made his blood boil were the fist-to-flesh and force-to-strength contests.

"Brother Li, you are so passionate about the way of physical cultivation, I guess you have achieved something, right?"

Song Yu asked curiously.

When Li Wenxuan heard this, a hint of pride flashed in his eyes.

“Of course, although I am not a disciple of a big sect, I have been practicing day and night over the years and dare not slack off for the slightest.

Now, my physical strength has reached the peak of the Golden Core Stage, and ordinary spells can hardly hurt me at all."

Song Yu nodded, expressing his appreciation for Li Wenxuan's perseverance and hard work.

The path of physical cultivation is more difficult than that of Dharma cultivation and requires more sweat and effort.

Li Wenxuan has cultivated his physical fitness to this point, which shows that he has never slacked off in his daily life.

If it were a monk who just wanted to live from day to day, he would certainly not be willing to work so hard. He would only hope to rely on his good physique to find a good job in the secular world and live a happy life.

"However, physical cultivation also has its limitations." Li Wenxuan continued, "Magic cultivation has many methods, including long-range attack, assistance, and control.

As for us physical cultivators, once we are restrained by the long-range attacks of magic cultivators, it will be difficult for us to exert our full strength."

Song Yu smiled slightly: "Brother Li, you don't have to belittle yourself. Each path has its own unique features. The close combat of physical cultivators is difficult for magic cultivators to match.

As long as you play to your strengths, you can still gain a foothold in the world of cultivation."

After hearing this, Li Wenxuan's eyes flashed with curiosity.

"Brother Song, I would like to ask, are you a physical practitioner or a Dharma practitioner?"

"I am also a physical practitioner, naturally."

Song Yu smiled calmly.

At this moment, cheers suddenly broke out on the competition stage. It turned out that the monk on the stage defeated his opponent with a fierce punch.

Seeing this, Li Wenxuan's eyes flashed with fighting spirit. He stood up and patted Song Yu on the shoulder: "Brother Song, I'll go get ready first. It will be my turn to go on stage later!"

"Okay, I wish Brother Li a successful start."

Li Wenxuan turned and left, while Song Yu continued to sit in the spectator seats, his eyes moving around the competition stage.

"Daoyou, let me discuss something."

Not long after Li Wenxuan left, a gray-robed monk sat in his seat and said to Song Yu, "Can you let me off when it's your turn later?"

Song Yu glanced at him and said nothing.

The gray monk continued, "You name the price!"

"not interested."

Song Yu retracted his gaze and continued to look at the competition stage.

The gray-robed monk couldn't help feeling annoyed when he saw Song Yu being so indifferent, but he still suppressed his anger and tried to persuade him.