After the nearly hundred cultivators respectfully cupped their fists and complied, Chu Chuyang closed his eyes slightly, scanning each of the hundred cultivators with his divine sense. After half a quarter of an hour, he looked at the hundred cultivators present, waved his hand, and said, "Alright, thank you all for your cooperation. Farewell!"
With that, Chu Chuyang flew away on his sword.
The nearly hundred cultivators exchanged glances and then swiftly made their way toward Wanling Market.
"Qin Wang, Chu Chuyang has left a divine sense mark on everyone here," Wu Su's voice suddenly sounded in Qin Wang's mind. "Afterward, the Chu family will secretly investigate you all."
"What? He clearly searched us and still left a mark?" Qin Wang's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this. He realized how cautious and meticulous Chu Chuyang was, a trait he thought he should learn from.
"Let's go to the market first. I'll remove the mark and transfer it later," Wu Su pondered and suggested.
"Alright, that's the only option for now," Qin Wang nodded, deep in thought. With the Chu family's Eighteenth Prince dead and even the ancestral divine incarnation gone, they likely wouldn't stop until they achieved their goal.
Resolving to stay cautious, Qin Wang hurried toward Wanling Market.
An hour later, Qin Wang returned to Wanling Market. The shed he rented before entering Wanling Blessed Land was still available, making it convenient for him to stay.
"First, I need to buy the auxiliary herbs required for refining the Soul-Piercing Awl," he thought, looking out the window of the shed.
The Soul-Piercing Awl was a technique he had acquired from a mysterious fragment. It could attack others' souls. Everyone knew that during a battle between cultivators, victory or defeat could be decided in an instant. Using the Soul-Piercing Awl unexpectedly could catch opponents off guard.
With this plan in mind, Qin Wang left the shed and headed toward Wanling Market. Cultivating the Soul-Piercing Awl required significant consumption of divine sense, necessitating some medicinal assistance to nourish the divine sense. The best herb mentioned in the Soul-Piercing Awl's cultivation manual was the Illusory Spirit Grass.
The Illusory Spirit Grass, a valuable herb, was known for nurturing the soul and divine sense. Qin Wang visited several places, including Wanbao Pavilion, Spirit Herb Shop, and Immortal Herb Pavilion, purchasing a significant amount of Illusory Spirit Grass in batches.
He had ample spirit stones on him.
"Hmm? Zhang Panpan?" As he walked toward the Heavenly Talisman Tower, he saw two graceful women entering the tower, and he paused, recognizing them.
These two women were none other than Zhang Panpan of the Spirit Medicine Sect and Wan Miao of the Spirit Medicine Immortal Sect. Qin Wang had seen them before meeting Li Qiye, so he had some impression of them. He even learned Wan Miao's name from the information he had gathered.
Previously, Qin Wang wouldn't have dared to talk to a Foundation Establishment cultivator because of his lack of confidence. However, now that he had reached the Foundation Establishment stage, he felt he could fulfill Elder Qingyao's wish, resolving an outstanding matter.
Qin Wang's personality was such that he disliked owing favors. Elder Qingyao was like a guide on his path to immortality. By fulfilling Qingyao's wish, Qin Wang would be repaying a significant favor.
Seeing that Zhang Panpan and Wan Miao had not yet left, Qin Wang prepared Elder Qingyao's "Introduction to Elixirs" and his belongings, waiting nearby.
After a quarter of an hour, Zhang Panpan and Wan Miao exited the Heavenly Talisman Tower, ready to leave. Suddenly, a sallow-faced young man approached and cupped his fists, saying, "Senior, are you Zhang Panpan from the Spirit Medicine Sect?"
"Who are you?" Zhang Panpan looked at Qin Wang, puzzled. She didn't recognize this young cultivator.
"I am here on behalf of a senior acquaintance of yours. May I trouble you to step aside for a private conversation?" Qin Wang asked, glancing at Wan Miao beside Zhang Panpan.
"My acquaintance?" Zhang Panpan's eyes showed a hint of caution and contemplation. She looked at Qin Wang's cultivation, which was at the tenth level of Qi Refining, and nodded, pointing to a spirit apricot tree in the square in front of the Heavenly Talisman Tower. "Alright, let's talk over there."
To Zhang Panpan, the young cultivator before her, with his tenth-level Qi Refining cultivation, couldn't pose much threat. Moreover, this was Wanling Market, with cultivators coming and going constantly. She decided it was worth listening.
At the same time, Wan Miao, the Foundation Establishment cultivator beside her, wisely remained silent.
"Alright!" Qin Wang nodded and walked toward the spirit apricot tree.
Under the spirit apricot tree, Zhang Panpan looked at Qin Wang and asked, "You can speak now about my acquaintance. I hope you're not deceiving me..."
Zhang Panpan left the rest of her words unsaid.
"I wouldn't dare!" Qin Wang respectfully cupped his fists and said, "I met a senior named Jiang Fan. He asked me to deliver a letter to you..."
"What? You..." Zhang Panpan's body trembled, as if struck by lightning. She stepped forward, grabbing Qin Wang's hands, her lips and voice trembling. "Jiang... Jiang Fan, where is he now? Is he alright?"
Seeing the urgency and concern in Zhang Panpan's eyes, Qin Wang sighed inwardly and took out two booklets and a letter, handing them to her. "Senior, these are Jiang Fan's belongings. I accidentally entered his cave where he passed away and obtained a cultivation method, starting my path to immortality. Jiang Fan is like a guide for me. I have read this letter, so please forgive me."
"Belongings...?" Zhang Panpan's body swayed, her face pale with disbelief. She took the booklets and the letter, opening the letter to read.
"Love... arises with the wind... difficult to calm when the wind ceases..."
After reading the letter, Zhang Panpan's face turned deathly pale. Clutching her chest, her body swayed as if about to collapse. Her usually fair face was now a mix of hatred, sorrow, and regret.
"Senior Sister Zhang, are you alright?" Wan Miao, standing nearby, noticed Zhang Panpan's distress and immediately moved to support her, asking worriedly.
"I'm fine," Zhang Panpan shook her head, looked at Qin Wang, and asked, "Jiang Fan... where is his cave? Can you tell me?"
"Senior, Jiang Fan's cave is in Dacang Country, located on the left cliff wall of Eagle Sorrow Gorge in Jin Prefecture, five zhang below three green pines covered by vines," Qin Wang explained. "I didn't bury him because I thought you would seek revenge for him, so I sealed the cave. You can find it there."
He then took out a storage bag and handed it to Zhang Panpan. "Senior, this is Jiang Fan's storage bag. I used it for a while, but now it returns to its owner. Except for the spirit stones and pills I used, everything else is inside."
Qin Wang also took out a blank jade slip, imprinted a map to Eagle Sorrow Gorge, and handed it to Zhang Panpan.
"Thank you!" Zhang Panpan looked at Qin Wang and asked, "What is your name?"
"Senior, I am Qin Wang," he replied after a moment of thought.
"Qin Wang, good," Zhang Panpan said, handing him a storage bag. "Qin Wang, you helped deliver this letter. This is my thanks. Please accept it!"
"Senior, I can't accept this," Qin Wang repeatedly declined.
Zhang Panpan insisted, so Qin Wang finally said, "Senior, you are from the Spirit Medicine Immortal Sect, with extensive contacts and knowledge. Could you help me look for something instead?"
Qin Wang handed her a jade slip, which contained an imprint of the old sheepskin scroll. From the information he had, he knew Zhang Panpan also had an old sheepskin scroll, which prompted his request.