Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

Song Wen came to Fu Mei, put one hand on her head, and began to search her soul.

Through Fu Mei's memory, Song Wen learned that there were indeed a large number of spiritual medicines planted on her Qingluo Mountain, including the demon spirit grass.

These spiritual herbs were not planted by her, but by three foundation-building cultivators she enslaved, with dozens of Qi-refining cultivators.

Song Wen devoured the souls and blood of the three people, then put away the evil spirit barrier and walked out of the shop.

"Junior brother, where are we going now?"

Zhou Siyi glanced at the shop while speaking. The shop was already on fire, and the flames engulfed the entire shop.

"Qingluo Mountain!" Song Wen said.

The two flew into the air and headed east.

After the two disappeared, a large number of cultivators walked out of the street near the shop, looking at the shop that was about to turn into ashes, and talked about it.

The news that Fu Mei, one of the strongest cultivators in the Lost World Ridge, was killed spread like wildfire.

Due to the Guiyuan evil spirit, outsiders could not see the scene inside the shop. Therefore, the outside world was saying that the two Jindan cultivators joined forces to kill Fu Mei.

Qingluo Mountain is about 300 feet high, with abundant spiritual energy. The entire mountain, including a flat valley next to it, is covered by the formation.

There is a huge stone on the top of the mountain, on which the three characters "Qingluo Mountain" are written in a flamboyant style.

Next to the huge stone, there are two Qi training period guards standing.

Seeing Song Wen and Zhou Siyi flying in the air, the two guards looked a little surprised, but still calm.

"See you two seniors, Fairy Fu Mei is not in the mountain for the time being. If you want to see the fairy, please wait for a while. The fairy went to the Wuyuan Market and should be back soon." One of the guards bowed and said.

Song Wen glanced at the guard who was talking and ignored him.

A green formation plate suddenly appeared in front of him. After pinching out dozens of spells, the formation barrier covering Qingluo Mountain suddenly disappeared.

The formation that Song Wen closed was called "Xuantian Gangqi Formation", a top-level third-level defensive formation.

This formation is based on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the Gangqi is the wall. Its defense is extremely outstanding. If a Jindan cultivator personally presides over it, it can even withstand a full-strength attack from an early Yuanying cultivator.

The two guards watched all this in shock.

How could the formation plate of "Xuantian Gangqi Formation" fall into the hands of the Jindan cultivator in front of them, and where is Fairy Fumei?

Next, Song Wen's words shocked the two even more.

"Fairy Fumei is dead. From now on, everything on Qingluo Mountain belongs to the two of us."

The two guards looked at each other, bent their legs, and knelt down.

"Greetings to the two seniors."

Song Wen landed on the top of the mountain and looked at the valley on the west side of the mountain.

There is the spiritual field of Qingluo Mountain.

"Go, one person, call up everyone in the spiritual field." Song Wen said.

"Yes!" A guard took the order, performed the flying technique, and slowly flew towards the valley.

Soon, three foundation-building cultivators and more than ten Qi-refining cultivators, led by the guards, arrived at the top of the mountain.

"Greetings to the two seniors."

Everyone knelt down and bowed to Song Wen and Zhou Siyi.

"Get up. We cultivators don't have the custom of kneeling and bowing." Song Wen said.

"Thank you, seniors." After expressing their gratitude, everyone stood up.

Everyone's eyes showed a hint of expectation.

They have suffered from Fumei for a long time. If the two new Jindan cultivators acted more kindly, their lives might be better in the future.

If the Qi-refining cultivators on Qingluo Mountain were not careful and made Fumei unhappy, they would be skinned alive by Fumei, which was the real meaning of "skinned alive and swallowed".

The three foundation-building cultivators were poisoned by the "Han Chi Powder". Even if they took the antidote on time every month, they still had to endure the biting cold every day.

"Who is in charge here?" Song Wen asked.

A female cultivator in the late stage of foundation building bowed to Song Wen.

"Senior, I am a junior."

Song Wen's eyes fell on the female cultivator.

"What is your name?"

"My name is Quan Qiu." The female cultivator said.

"In addition to the spiritual field, what other industries does Fu Mei have?"

Song Wen learned during the soul search that Fu Mei had some shops in the Wuyuan Market, but this part of his memory was seriously incomplete, and Song Wen did not know exactly how many shops there were, as well as the locations and names of these shops.

"Senior, there are a total of five shops under Fu Mei's name." Quan Qiu said.

"What do they do?" Song Wen asked.

Then, Quan Qiu roughly described the situation of the five shops.

Except for the shop of the burly female cultivator, which sold spiritual medicine on the surface but was actually a scam, the other four shops were all engaged in the business of buying low and selling high.

They bought stolen goods and other things of unknown origin at low prices, and then sold them at high prices to make a profit from the difference.

The locations of these five shops are excellent, and they can earn a lot of profit for Fu Mei in a year.

The managers of the five shops are all foundation-building cultivators. Except for the burly female cultivator, the others, like Quan Qiu and others, are all poisoned by the cold dragon powder and need to take antidotes regularly every month.

"Senior, do you need me to send someone to call them back?" Quan Qiu asked.

"Call them back." Song Wen nodded in response.

Seeing that Song Wen and Quan Qiu were almost done chatting, Zhou Siyi suddenly interrupted and asked.

"Who is responsible for planting the spiritual medicines in the spiritual field?"

"It's me, senior." A male cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building stood up and said.

"What's your name?" Zhou Siyi asked.

"Junior Yu Bai." The male cultivator said.

"How many 200-year-old demon grass can be produced in the spiritual field in a year?" Zhou Siyi asked.

"Replying to the senior, 50." Yu Bai said.

"So few!" Zhou Siyi was a little surprised.

Earlier, when Song Wen and Fu Mei talked about buying demon grass, Song Wen asked for 100 plants a year, but Fu Mei never said that the Qingluo Mountain spiritual field could not produce enough demon grass.

"How much does it cost to cultivate a 200-year-old demon grass?" Zhou Siyi continued to ask.

"About 500 spirit stones." Yu Bai said.

Zhou Siyi was a little disappointed when he heard this.

Compared with the Beast Taming Sect, this cost is much higher.

However, this is understandable. After all, the demon grass cultivated in Qingluo Mountain is far inferior to that of the Beast Taming Sect in terms of quantity and technology.

The 200-year-old demon grass does not mean that the spiritual grass really needs to grow for 200 years, but it can be ripened by some means.

For example: improving the spiritual energy of the spiritual field, simulating the most suitable environment for the growth of spiritual herbs, irrigating certain spiritual liquids that can ripen spiritual herbs... etc. However, these methods often require the consumption of a large number of spiritual stones.