Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, you've heard it too. Xing Guanghan took your junior away from here a month ago. Even if I wanted to hand someone over, there's no one to hand over," Zhao Guangnai said in a deep voice. He directly called Xing Guanghan by name, showing his extreme dissatisfaction with this person.

Zhang Yuanjing listened to Zhao Guangnai and Guan Yinglong's conversation, and it seemed that Zhang Xuan's abduction by Xing Guanghan was related to a demonic technique called the Candle Yin Art, which made him feel puzzled. However, he didn't plan to get to the bottom of it.

Immediately, he shook his head and said, "This poor Daoist doesn't care what you say. Since Xing Guanghan is an elder of your valley, and my junior is indeed held by him, then either hand over my junior, or let Xing Guanghan come out and answer. Otherwise, I won't release this Guan fellow."

Zhao Guangnai's eyes flashed with intimidating light as he stared at Zhang Yuanjing, as if he was about to attack. Zhang Yuanjing remained unmoved, secretly guarding against this person's sudden attack.

Zhao Guangnai chuckled, and it was impossible to tell whether it was anger or mockery. He said, "Xing Guanghan has abandoned righteousness for profit and left the valley. Once he's gone, whether he lives or dies, he definitely won't be back. If you don't believe me, wait here and see if he'll show his face!"

Hong Guanghao's face behind him changed drastically. He stopped pretending to look at the desolate cliff and turned his head to say, "Elder Zhao, be careful with your words. Senior Brother Xing, he—"

Zhao Guangnai suddenly changed color and shouted angrily, "Shut up! I have the final say in this matter! It's not your turn to speak!"

Hong Guanghao's fair round face instantly turned red, and his already reddish eyes were filled with bloodshot. Zhao Guangnai glared at him sideways, his face gloomy and terrifying.

Lu Guangyuan, who was behind him, took two steps forward, stood beside Hong Guanghao, and gently tugged at him, his mouth opening and closing rapidly, obviously using sound transmission to speak to him. Hong Guanghao snorted heavily, turned around, and went into the valley.

Zhao Guangnai's gaze fell on Zhang Yuanjing's face again, burning like fire, waiting for his answer.

Zhang Yuanjing felt this person's toughness. Although he didn't want to anger such a strong enemy, he was unwilling to give in. Just as he was about to speak, Fire Crow Daoist stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "If this old Daoist heard correctly, Elder Zhao means that Daoist Xing has left the Crimson Blood Valley?"

Zhao Guangnai said expressionlessly, "That's right, that's what I mean!"

"Can you tell us the reason? After all, Fellow Daoist Zhang's junior fell into the hands of this Fellow Daoist Xing, so we need to know the truth!" Fire Crow Daoist said in a gentle tone.

Zhao Guangnai smiled slightly and said, "This matter involves the secrets of this valley, and I can't tell you. How about this, this Fellow Daoist Zhang seems to have just entered the Core Formation realm not long ago. My Crimson Blood Valley will offer three bottles of twenty-four Reeling Spirit Pills to stabilize your realm and improve your cultivation, as compensation in exchange for your understanding. Is that acceptable?"

In the Core Formation level, Reeling Spirit Pills are not considered very good pills, but for Zhang Yuanjing, who had just advanced, they were very suitable. Twenty-four pills were enough to greatly improve his cultivation and save him decades of polishing.

If Xing Guanghan had really betrayed the Crimson Blood Valley and taken Zhang Xuan away, then the Crimson Blood Valley's ability to offer this price could be considered reasonable.

Fire Crow Daoist frowned upon hearing this and did not speak.

Zhang Yuanjing replied in a stiff tone, "This poor Daoist doesn't need Reeling Spirit Pills, I just want to find my junior back. Exchange people for people, no need to say anything else. If the person is not in the valley, then find her! Elder Zhao, don't you know where Xing Guanghan went?"

Zhao Guangnai snorted lightly, "Of course I know, but I can't tell you. Moreover, the place he went to is very difficult to get out of once you go there. He's been gone for a month now, and it's impossible to catch up. Fellow Daoist Zhang, I'm very sincere. This Guan Yinglong is Xing Guanghan's disciple. To be honest, after this incident, even if I didn't care about his life or death, no one in the valley would say anything. However, he's still a Core Formation cultivator in the valley after all. Whether he's close to me or not, I still have to do my best to protect his life. If you're not satisfied with three bottles of Reeling Spirit Pills, I'll make the decision and add another bottle!"

Zhang Yuanjing's eyes narrowed, and just as he was about to refuse, Fire Crow Daoist asked, "Elder Zhao, I wonder if Fellow Daoist Zhang's junior will be in danger if she goes to that place with Xing Guanghan?"

Zhao Guangnai shook his head, "It's hard to say. I won't deceive you with empty words. Since that female demon cultivator has cultivated the Candle Yin Art, if she goes to that place, she will either obtain a great opportunity and rise to prominence, achieving great achievements that you and I can't forget, or she will die without a burial place, without even a speck of dust left behind."

"What can Xing Guanghan get?" Fire Crow Daoist asked again.

Zhao Guangnai glanced at him and said with a smile that was not a smile, "As expected of someone of our generation, this question hits the nail on the head. What does a late-stage Core Formation cultivator, who is only one step away from Great Perfection, want to get? You don't need me to say the answer, right? Hehe!"

Although Fire Crow Daoist had already guessed, he was shocked to hear this, and his eyes flickered with strange colors. He lowered his head and whispered, "No wonder!" Then, he raised his head and asked, "Elder Zhao, are you just going to sit back and watch the opportunity slip away?"

Zhao Guangnai laughed and said contemptuously, "Fellow Daoist Fire Crow, you don't need to provoke me. That old fellow Xing Guanghan is older than me, and he hasn't been able to enter Great Perfection for a long time. Even if the opportunity is in front of him, the chance of success will not exceed 10%! Alright, I've said everything I need to say. Fellow Daoist Zhang, do you agree or not? Give me an answer!"

Fire Crow Daoist's expression turned solemn, and he turned to look at Zhang Yuanjing.

Zhang Yuanjing said word by word, "Exchange people for people, nothing else!"

Zhao Guangnai's face instantly turned cold, "Since you've chosen to be enemies with my Crimson Blood Valley, then let me see what kind of methods you have!"

With a wave of his hand, Fire Crow Daoist had already sacrificed the Xuan Iron Great Gourd, and said to Zhang Yuanjing, "Yuanjing, you first take Guan Yinglong out of the canyon!"

"Leave? Where to leave!" Zhao Guangnai split his hands, and two black and red swords flew around him, like dancing butterflies, both dazzling and strange.

Fire Crow Daoist's face sank, and he whispered, "Not good, there are people blocking the rear!"

Zhang Yuanjing had just entered Core Formation, and his divine sense was not as good as Fire Crow Daoist, but he could still cover a range of thirty-five or six miles. At this moment, he quickly scanned and found that there were no cultivators in the valley behind him.

However, before he could express his doubts, two figures appeared out of thin air three miles behind him, quickly moving forward to block the narrow passage in the valley.

One was Hong Guanghao, who had left in anger, and the other was a female cultivator in the early stage of Core Formation, with a long, thin face, high cheekbones, sunken eyes, and dry skin, making her very ugly.

In this way, all six Core Formation cultivators of the Crimson Blood Valley, except for Xing Guanghan, were present. It was just that Guan Yinglong was taken prisoner, and at this moment, Zhang Yuanjing knocked him unconscious and stuffed him into a spirit beast bag.