Great Immortal With Boundless Mana

Chapter 110: Summoning the Soul

In the main hall of Feihua Courtyard, there was a high platform that had always been used as a stage for female cultivators to showcase their personal talents and charm.

Today, however, the cold body of Nan Zhengxing was placed on the platform.

One of Nan Zhengxing's eyes had been pierced, leaving the other eye wide open with dilated pupils filled with indelible horror and fear.

Nan Pingsong stood in front of the body with his hands behind his back, his old face calm and expressionless.

Nan Pingsong was not tall, with white hair and a face full of wrinkles that even his magnificent deep blue robe couldn't hide his aged appearance.

But as he stood there quietly, his spiritual aura radiated like a mountain, pressing down on everyone's heads, making it difficult for them to breathe.

Liu Feihua, Zhou Ye, Huang Ying, Zhu Qiniang, and others in the hall all had unusually serious expressions.

Li Shuanglin, the steward of Feima Collection, also had a stern face. Nan Pingsong's dominance made him somewhat displeased and also made him feel some pressure.

After all, Nan Pingsong was an elder of the Cloud Sect, a Foundation Building cultivator who had lived for nearly three hundred years. He personally came forward to stand up for his great-grandson, so these cultivators dared not be careless.

Moreover, the spiritual aura released by this late Foundation Building cultivator completely suppressed all the cultivators present. This formidable and powerful magical power alone deserved respect!

Gao Xian had the lowest status and could only stand at the back of the crowd. He could actually see Zhou Yuling in front of him, but he didn't dare to look too much.

In front of the Foundation Building cultivator Nan Pingsong, any unnecessary expressions or eye contact could expose his relationship with Zhou Yuling.

Gao Xian was also a little confused. He clearly had nothing to do with this matter on the surface, so why was he called over?

He felt a little uneasy in his heart and behaved even more cautiously, afraid of revealing any flaws that Nan Pingsong might catch.

Even if the other cultivators were not guilty, they still didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of Nan Pingsong.

The lively and boisterous Feihua Courtyard hall had now become like a funeral parlor, with an exceptionally solemn and oppressive atmosphere.

Nan Pingsong stared at the body for a while before turning around and saying to everyone, "I apologize for taking up everyone's time because of this child's matter."

Although Nan Pingsong's words were polite, his eyes were cold and sharp like a sword. The cultivators who were swept by his gaze couldn't help but feel a chill, their expressions becoming even more solemn and respectful.

Gao Xian lowered his head even more, assuming a meek and obedient appearance.

"Although my great-grandson is not talented, he is still my direct bloodline and the heir of the sect's true transmission. He was killed by someone, so I must investigate the matter thoroughly and avenge him..."

Nan Pingsong spoke in a slow tone unique to elderly people, saying, "All of you are important figures in Feima Collection. Please come forward as witnesses."

Liu Feihua's face turned pale. Nan Zhengxing died in Feihua Courtyard, and the murderer had disappeared. Naturally, she had to bear all the responsibility.

Especially when Nanping Song personally came over and gathered a large group of people, could it be that they wanted to publicly kill her to establish their authority?

The influence of the Endless Pleasure Sect spreads across the Nine Continents, and their strength surpasses that of the Lianyun Sect by a thousand times.

However, in a small place like Feima Ji, a Foundation Building cultivator is enough to annihilate the Feihua Courtyard. Even if the Endless Pleasure Sect is powerful, they may not necessarily stand up for her, an outsider disciple.

Nanping Song did not look at Liu Feihua. With so many people present, anyone could be the culprit, except Liu Feihua.

Even if Liu Feihua wanted to kill his great-grandson, she would not do it in her own home.

Nanping Song raised his voice and said, "Come, set up the Soul Summoning Formation."

As a respected elder, he naturally had many disciples following him. With his command, the disciples began to set up the formation.

Incense burners, flags, candles, gourds, and various other objects were arranged. Numerous complex runes were drawn on the high platform, and finally, seven middle-grade spirit stones were embedded in various places of the formation.

Gao Xian was witnessing someone setting up a formation for the first time. He was dazzled and couldn't understand anything.

As the formation was completed, the brightly lit hall immediately darkened. A chilling wind whistled through, sounding like ghostly cries.

Gao Xian felt a coldness enveloping him, and when he looked at the others, they all had pale faces, clearly not feeling well.

He had a vague sense that something was wrong but did not summon Lan Jie.

Mainly because he was not afraid in his heart. Even if Nanping Song could really summon the soul of Nan Zhengxing, it would have nothing to do with him!

Because of this confidence, Gao Xian, although feeling uneasy, managed to remain calm.

The expressions of the others varied, but most of them were able to maintain their composure. After all, they had nothing to do with this matter.

Nanping Song, a Foundation Building cultivator, observed the subtle expressions and gazes of the people present.

This time, the formation he set up was not only a Soul Summoning Formation but also contained a Soul Suppression Formation, enough to intimidate the souls of many Qi Refining cultivators and expose their true emotions.

If someone had a guilty conscience, they would definitely show signs under the intimidation of the formation!

Even Li Shuanglin, a Foundation Building cultivator, would inevitably be affected by the formation without preparation, revealing some clues and flaws.

Nanping Song did not find anything unusual. He was somewhat disappointed and relieved. It seemed that this matter had nothing to do with the people present.

In that case, it was really unexpected.

Nanping Song held the Soul Summoning Banner and walked forward, chanting incantations while black qi surged out of the hall, and the chilling wind grew stronger.

Within the surging black qi, a green light slowly condensed. The green light was like a broken mirror, reflecting blurry images.

In the end, a fierce-looking woman's face appeared in the green light and solidified.

Many cultivators also understood that this must be the lingering obsession left by Nan Zhengxing before his death, clearly manifested under the summoning spell.

It was obvious that this woman must be the murderer who killed Nan Zhengxing!

After a moment, the green light slowly dissipated, and the fierce-looking woman's face disappeared along with it.

Nan Pingsong brushed his sleeve, and the gloomy wind and black aura completely dissipated, making the hall bright again.

He looked at Liu Feihua and said, "Do you recognize the woman who appeared at the end?"

Liu Feihua sighed and said, "I do. She calls herself Hong Gu, a fifth-level Qi Refining loose cultivator. I thought she looked dignified and had a touch of charm, so I took her in at the Feihua Courtyard. I didn't expect her to dare to plot against Young Master Nan, sigh..."

Liu Feihua really wanted to cry. Nan Zhengxing died in her Feihua Courtyard, and now it was confirmed that the culprit was someone she had taken in. She couldn't shirk the responsibility no matter what.

Nan Pingsong ignored Liu Feihua. He said to everyone, "You have all seen the face of the culprit. Please keep an eye out. If you can catch this woman, I will be greatly thankful."

"Teacher, rest assured, we will do our best."

"This woman is audacious. We will definitely cooperate fully to capture her!"

Zhou Ye, Huang Ying, Old Li the innkeeper, and others all expressed their determination, and the hall immediately became lively.

Li Shuanglin also said solemnly, "Elder Nan, I will make sure to have people investigate this woman."

Nan Pingsong knew that this group of people were just talking, giving face to him as a Foundation Building cultivator.

Although Feima Gathering was not big, Tengshe Mountain was vast. If this woman entered the mountains, it would be difficult to find her even if a Nascent Soul True Immortal came.

He nodded and said, "You have all come here to help despite the hardships. I am very grateful..."

After exchanging a few polite words, Nan Pingsong said again, "It's not good to handle the aftermath of this child's death. You don't need to trouble yourselves. You can all go back first."

Upon hearing this, everyone was happy. No one wanted to stay in this unlucky place.

The group of cultivators exchanged a few polite words and bid farewell.

As others left, Zhou Ye, as Nan Pingsong's direct disciple, naturally stayed behind to help with the miscellaneous tasks.

When Liu Feihua saw that everyone else had left, she hurriedly approached Nan Pingsong.

Before Liu Feihua could speak, Nan Pingsong already knew what she wanted to do. The old man calmly said, "Fellow Daoist Liu, let's talk inside."

Nan Pingsong and Liu Feihua went to the inner room and chatted for a while before Liu Feihua left with a tired face.

Zhou Yuling could clearly see everything from the side.

It was an open secret that Nan Pingsong was greedy for money. If Liu Feihua wanted to be safe, she could only spend money to resolve the disaster.

Zhou Yuling was just curious about how many spirit stones this ancestor had taken, causing the wealthy Liu Feihua to look completely drained.

After dealing with Liu Feihua, Nan Pingsong called Zhou Ye into the room.

He casually instructed, "After cremating Zhengxing, just find a place to scatter his ashes."

Zhou Ye was stunned. Even the poorest people would bury their loved ones properly, but Nan Zhengxing was from the main branch of the Nan family. It was too hasty to dispose of him like this.

Nan Pingsong said indifferently, "His soul is already extinguished, and his body is just a piece of rotten flesh. He died suddenly, so it's fine to dispose of him casually."

"Yes, Teacher." Zhou Ye didn't expect his teacher to be so indifferent and immediately nodded in agreement.

"As for Gao Xian..."

Nan Pingsong said, "I see that he is composed and has a generous demeanor. He also has some scheming. He is talented in alchemy..."

Nan Pingsong knew that the Deer Horn Powder and Tian Gui Pill refined by Gao Xian were very special, and he greatly benefited from them.

This time, seeing Gao Xian in person, he realized that Gao Xian actually had great potential.

Zhou Ye was a little confused and looked at his teacher, not knowing why his teacher suddenly mentioned Gao Xian.

He also felt a little guilty, wondering if his teacher had discovered Gao Xian's secret relationship with Ling'er.

Nan Pingsong didn't pay attention to Zhou Ye. After pondering for a moment, he said, "Regarding the matter with the Great Five Elements Technique last time, I owe him a bit."

"So, I will give him the position of an outer sect disciple. With this position, if Gao Xian wants the Foundation Building technique, he can accumulate merit at the Shangong Hall."

Zhou Ye was greatly surprised. His teacher was actually favoring Gao Xian and willing to give him some benefits in advance. This was not easy.

Although the position of an outer sect disciple was just a title without any power or resources, it still meant that Gao Xian was considered a member of the Cloud Connection Sect.

With this status, he could enjoy the sect's secret techniques, pills, and other resources. This was a great opportunity for Gao Xian.

"Teacher, you are kind-hearted. Supporting the younger generation like this is truly a blessing for that kid! I will thank you on his behalf."

Zhou Ye smiled happily. Because of the matter with the Foundation Building technique, he had always felt inferior in front of Gao Xian.

This time, he finally had an explanation!

Let's update in the morning, around nine or ten o'clock. If there is a third update, I will try to do it in the morning as well.

(End of this chapter)