Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

"Wow—"

Song Youfu ran fast in the heavy rain, leaving a series of footprints on the muddy surface, like deep pits, which were soon filled up by the pouring rain.

Although the place where Old Demon Wang fell was very close to him, it was still hundreds of miles away. For a young cultivator like him in the Qi training stage, it was still a long distance. He could only speed up frequently and even used a first-grade top-grade [Wind Talisman] just to arrive earlier.

The reason why he was so anxious was not only because he coveted the treasure that could kill a cultivator who had reached the great perfection of the foundation-building stage with one arrow, but mainly because he was afraid that someone would get there first and arrive at the scene before him.

After all, although this place is remote, the previous fight between the two had caused quite a stir, and other cultivators or monsters might be attracted there. It is necessary to grab the treasure as soon as possible to avoid any further trouble.

Fortunately, he was lucky. After nearly half an hour of running, Song Youfu, who had become a drowned chicken, finally struggled to reach the dense forest where Wang Laomo fell.

Although it was raining heavily in the sky at this time, the pungent smell of blood could not be covered up. Following the smell of blood, he successfully found the body of Wang Lao Mo.

To be precise, what he saw was a dried corpse that was only skin and bones. All the strength in this body had been drained away, not a single drop of it remained. It lay quietly in a big pit, submerged in the rainwater mixed with mud, leaving only a hideous, pale face.

The precious bone bow lay quietly on the ground, allowing the mud and water to wash it repeatedly, but it was still as smooth as new, without any dirt on it.

This alone is enough to illustrate the extraordinary nature of this precious bow.

"Gudong."

Looking at the precious bow, Song Youfu swallowed hard and thought to himself, "For two masters in the foundation-building stage to risk their lives to fight for it, it must be a magical weapon, right?"

Thinking of this, his heart suddenly became hot.

After all, he was born in the Zifu family, so he knew very well what a magic weapon represented. With hundreds of years of heritage of the Song family, plus Song Changsheng's accumulation over the years, the combined strength of the entire Song family only had a dozen or so magic weapons, which showed how precious they were.

If he could get a magic weapon, whether he kept it for himself or handed it over to the family, it would be a good choice.

He walked quickly forward and without thinking, he reached out to pick up the bone bow that had fallen to the ground.

At this moment, a small squirrel-like animal suddenly ran out from the bushes on the left. It was soaked by the rain and seemed to be in a panic to avoid the rain. It ran towards the big tree behind the White Bone Bow.

Just as it was about to pass over the white bone bow, a heart-pounding force was released from the white bone bow.

Then there was a loud "bang" and the little beast exploded. The warm blood mixed with the cold rain splashed onto Song Youfu's face, scaring him so much that he sat down on the muddy ground.

He had no idea when that power was released. If he had reached out to grab the bone bow just now, his fate would probably be no better than that of the little beast.

"Mom, this treasure is really not that easy to get."

Song Youfu subconsciously reached out his hand to wipe the non-existent sweat from his forehead, feeling grateful in his heart that he was a step slower, otherwise he would have been the one to die.

Standing up from the mud, seeing that this treasure was so dangerous, he wanted to retreat. However, even without its owner, this precious bow could still exert such power. It must be the legendary magic weapon without a doubt.

Now that such a treasure is in front of him, he feels reluctant to just leave. It is a magic weapon. If he hands it over to the family, then he probably won't have to worry about resources for cultivation in the future.

But he didn't know how to subdue this magic weapon, and the teacher in the clan school had never taught him this.

The cold rain kept hitting Song Youfu's body, and his face looked a little gloomy. Was he really going to give up this opportunity sent from heaven?
Standing in the rain and thinking sincerely for a while, Song Youfu, who was unwilling to give up, decided to have a good talk with this magic weapon first. It is said that magic weapons have spirits. Since they have spirits, they should be able to negotiate, right?

Thinking of this, Song Youfu, who had already given up, carefully came to the front of the white bone treasure bow and squatted down. In order to make his voice sound softer, he even paused: "Um, Brother Fabao, can we talk?"

After saying this, Song Youfu couldn't help but want to slap himself. This was too stupid.

Although he couldn't see his own appearance, he could already imagine that he looked absolutely stupid. He actually tried to negotiate with a magical weapon. If this was seen and spread by others, he would be laughed at and would never be able to raise his head again in his life.

But he really had no other choice. That was a magic weapon. It would be stupid to do that for a magic weapon. What if it worked?
In fact, he made the choice with a just-in-case mentality and did not hold out any hope for it at all. Unexpectedly, just after he said that, the white bone bow that had been lying quietly on the ground suddenly stood up, with the bowstring side facing Song Youfu.

He was so scared that he quickly took several steps back.

Although it was just a bow, Song Youfu felt as if there were a pair of eyes staring at him inside.

"What does it mean?"

Song Youfu was scratching his head anxiously. It was obvious that this precious bow could definitely understand human language, but he didn't know what it meant now. Was it an agreement or a rejection?

After thinking for a while, he asked tentatively: "Are you willing to go with me?"

The white bone bow still stood in the same place, without any reaction.

Song Youfu was a little disappointed when he saw this and was about to give up, but suddenly he remembered that although the White Bone Bow was spiritual, it was still a magic weapon after all. It could not speak or nod, so how could it answer his questions?

Thinking of this, a fire of hope suddenly ignited in his heart, and he quickly added: "If you are willing to come with me, lie down."

As he watched anxiously, the precious bone bow actually lay down again.

Seeing this, Song Youfu almost jumped up with excitement and said quickly: "Since you are willing to go with me, don't resist later."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the bow arm of the white bone bow.

I don't know what kind of monster's bones this bow is made of. It feels like holding a smooth piece of porcelain in my hand, and there's even a slight sense of warmth.

Seeing that he was not attacked, Song Youfu's expression suddenly brightened up, and he exclaimed in his heart that he was the "son of destiny". Then he quickly picked up the precious bow. The process was very smooth and there were no obstacles.

What surprised Song Youfu was that this bone bow, which was no more than five feet long, weighed hundreds of pounds. If he hadn't been urging him to practice physical training, he wouldn't have been able to lift it with one hand. "It's really an incredible treasure." Song Youfu touched the bow left and right, and couldn't let it go. He had seen Wang Lao Mo shoot Xuan Chengzi, who seemed to have a very high level of cultivation, with this bow.

Suppressing the urge to refine the precious bow right away, Song Youfu put it into his storage bag and pulled out the body of Old Demon Wang from the puddle.

A pair of hands skillfully took away all the valuables on him, and then Song Youfu looked at the stiff Wang Lao Mo and said, "There is no hatred between you and me. I took your treasure, so naturally I have to repay you for this karma.

Your opponent Xuan Chengzi is most likely dead, so there should be no need for me to avenge you. I also don't know if you have any other wishes that have not been fulfilled. Of course, even if I knew, I, a mere Qi-refining cultivator, can't help you.

All I can do now is find a place to bury you so that you won't be left exposed in the wilderness. I will definitely find you a place with good feng shui. If you are still alive in heaven, please don't be angry with me. Please bless me. In the future, I will burn incense for you every now and then, right?"

After saying all these words, Song Youfu put Wang Lao Mo's body into the storage bag.

He was not in a hurry to check the treasures collected from Wang Lao Mo, but rushed towards the direction where Xuan Chengzi fell.

Xuan Chengzi was, after all, an expert who had defeated Wang Lao Mo, and he must have quite a few treasures on him. Not to mention anything else, the magic sword in his hand made him envious. It couldn't be a magic weapon, but it had to be a spiritual weapon at least, which was also a rare treasure for him.

The distance between the two people was not short, but when he arrived, he only saw a human-shaped pit at the scene. There was a small amount of blood diluted by rain water, and a series of footprints of varying depths leading into the distance.

Seeing this, Song Youfu hesitated again. It was obvious that Xuan Chengzi was not dead yet.

Even if he was seriously injured, a Foundation Establishment cultivator was still a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and he was not someone a small cultivator in the Qi Refining stage could deal with.

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Although he had the second-level talisman bestowed by Song Changsheng, it was only enough to save his life from a cultivator in the early stage of foundation building. This Xuan Chengzi was obviously a master, and most likely he was not someone he could deal with.

"Forget it, this time the harvest is already very good. One should not be too greedy. Life is more important."

Song Youfu muttered a few words in his heart, and after successfully convincing himself, he turned around and prepared to leave. However, he never expected that a scream came from his ears, accompanied by an unbelievable roar: "Thief, you actually faked your death..."

"Haha... cough cough cough...

You despicable fellow took advantage of someone's misfortune and even dared to complain first. Today, even if I die, I will drag you down with me!"

Song Youfu was very familiar with this voice, it was clearly Xuan Chengzi's. However, his voice at this moment revealed a strong sense of weakness.

Song Youfu suddenly figured out what was going on. Someone in the same industry was trying to take advantage of the situation, but he never expected that Xuan Chengzi still had the strength to resist and turned the tables on him.

This made him feel lucky that he had wasted some time there, otherwise he would have been the one to be hit.

After listening quietly for a while, there were two screams and then no more movement from the other side.

At this time, the same multiple-choice question was put in front of Song Youfu: go or leave?
Xuan Chengzi had already been seriously injured, and now he was fighting with others. There was a high probability that he was going to die. If he went, he might be able to pick up some benefits.

But if the other party was not dead, Xuan Chengzi could kill him with just a gesture.

After thinking for a while, Song Youfu finally decided to "wait"!
He planned to wait here for a while before going over. If Xuan Chengzi died, he could become the fisherman as he wished. If he was not dead, he would definitely leave here, so he would not lose anything.

It's a bit cowardly, but it's safe.

After making up his mind, he found a large tree with lush branches and leaves and hid under its huge canopy.

He waited like this for two days and one night, and the heavy rain never stopped. Fortunately, he had reached the great perfection of Qi Refining, and his body could barely hold on, although it was a bit painful.

"It should be about time, right?" Song Youfu muttered to himself, and then dived in the direction where the sound came from.

He arrived at the scene very quickly. The ground was in a mess and there were two people lying there. They both looked dead and their bodies had signs of being eaten by wild beasts. They were beyond recognition and it was impossible to tell who was Xuan Chengzi.

Seeing this, Song Youfu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and walked over while suppressing his nausea.

After getting closer, he recognized who Xuan Chengzi was at a glance, not because of the cold sword, but because of the red arrow stuck in the chest of the corpse.

"I am here to collect your bodies. Please do not blame me if I am disrespectful."

After bowing to the two corpses respectively, Song Youfu took away the treasures from their bodies. Only Xuan Chengzi had the storage bag, and no one knew where the other person's had gone. It was probably taken away by some wild beast.

Song Youfu didn't care. After all, he had already gained enough this time.

After looting all the things, his eyes fell on the arrow on Xuan Chengzi's chest.

"This arrow is so powerful, it should not be an ordinary thing, right?"

As he thought this, he had already stretched out his hand, and as he pulled it out he muttered, "This thing is a murder weapon, it is not suitable for you to keep it on you. I dare to pull it off for you."

The arrow was pulled out successfully, and he couldn't figure out what it was, so he just threw it into the storage bag.

After confirming that nothing was missed, Song Youfu felt that it was not appropriate to leave their bodies exposed in the wilderness. After all, they had taken advantage of others. So he simply collected them all together and placed them together with the remains of Wang Lao Mo.

After doing all this, Song Youfu sat down at the root of a big tree, with a sincere smile on his face, and said complacently:

"As expected, there are more opportunities outside. It has only been a few months since I came down the mountain, and I have obtained so many treasures without any effort. Xiao Linzi doesn't have so many treasures on him, right?
Going down the mountain this time is truly the most wise and powerful decision I have ever made in my life. If I continue like this, won’t it be easy to break through the foundation building stage? "

Just as he was thinking about good things, there was a rustling sound from the bushes not far ahead. Song Youfu's heart tightened and he stood up immediately...

(End of this chapter)