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Chapter 71 If you continue to break up, you will suffer chaos.

In an instant, the entire hall was shrouded in purple dust.

Miao Dingshan was reciting the Heavenly Oath when he was caught off guard and took a deep breath.

A large amount of purple dust entered his body through his mouth and nose, and after a moment, he felt a strong sense of dizziness.

"you……"

Miao Dingshan immediately stood up unsteadily, pointed a finger at Song Jie, his eyes full of panic.

Song Jie, who was sitting opposite him, just raised the corner of his mouth slightly and looked at him with a smile without saying a word.

It’s not that Song Jie doesn’t want to talk, but once he opens his mouth to speak, he will be attacked, so he is trying hard to hold his breath.

After realizing that there was something wrong with the purple dust, Miao Dingshan immediately held his breath and quietly circulated the skills he had practiced in his body, trying to wake himself up.

At the same time, he staggered out of the small hall, wanting to escape from there as quickly as possible, with no intention of taking any action.

Even when he was sober, he was not sure that he could be a match for Song Jie.

What's more, his brain was dizzy at the moment and he even walked unsteadily.

However, he had only taken two steps when he saw a ghostly figure appear before his eyes in a flash.

Song Jie lightly slapped his palm, landing on Miao Dingshan's chest.

Miao Dingshan staggered back a few steps and fell to the ground.

The breath that was originally held was also dispersed by Song Jie's palm, and immediately a large amount of purple dust was inhaled into the mouth and nose.

The drowsiness that had been suppressed with great difficulty suddenly erupted.

"You will...regret...it..."

Miao Dingshan mustered up his last bit of energy, glared at Song Jie with resentment, and after uttering a word, he could no longer hold on and fell asleep.

Song Jie walked to the fallen body of Miao Dingshan with an indifferent look on his face and slowly squatted down.

He stretched out his dragon-claw-like right hand, grabbed Miao Dingshan's head, lifted it up gently, and then twisted it hard.

"Click~"

Miao Dingshan's head rotated 180 degrees from the front to the back.

The intense pain woke the unconscious Miao Dingshan suddenly, and his slender eyes widened instantly.

"Hoho~"

Miao Dingshan opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he could only make strange noises.

After a while, his body twitched a few times and he completely lost his breath.

His eyes were still wide open, staring at the ground behind him.

After making sure that the other party was no longer alive, Song Jie dragged Miao Dingshan's body into the kitchen.

Quickly close the kitchen door to prevent the purple dust outside from drifting in.

Song Jie immediately took two deep breaths of the not-so-fresh air in the kitchen, and then looked at the corpse he had thrown on the ground.

"Ah~
“First of all, thank you for not identifying me to Black Wind Mountain, but coming to me to ask for hush money.

“Secondly, there is really no deep hatred between you and me, but compared to the oath of heaven, I am more willing to believe in the dead.

“One more thing, I can’t come up with a thousand spirit stones, so I can only kill you.

"Your being alive is ultimately an unstable factor for me.

"Finally, be a good person in your next life and don't be too greedy..."

After saying that, Song Jie sighed again.

This was the second person he had killed.

The first time he killed someone was in a life-and-death fight. It was destined that only one person could survive, so he had no choice.

He actually had a choice in this murder, but he still chose to kill the potential dangerous factor directly.

He was just a third-level Qi Refining cultivator with no identity or background, and could not afford to take too much risk.

Even if Miao Dingshan would really keep the secret for him in the future, Song Jie would still choose to kill him.

After all, although there was no deep hatred between the two, they did not have any friendship either. Song Jie would not feel much guilt if he killed the other.

What's more, the other party came to visit me today to blackmail me, so I must kill him.

"In the world of cultivating immortals, you absolutely cannot be too soft-hearted!

"Indecisiveness leads to disaster.

"You haven't figured this out yet, and yet you dare to blackmail me, haha..."

Song Jie smiled and shook his head, putting these thoughts behind him. Then he began to worry about how to deal with Miao Dingshan's body.

“Wait until night, then go out and find a place to throw it away?

"No, if someone sees us, it will be a hassle again."

Song Jie suddenly looked towards the yard outside.

“How about burying it directly in the yard and using it as fertilizer for the flowers?

“I don’t think it’s safe. If someone were to investigate Miao Dingshan’s disappearance, they might find him at my house.

"The soil in the yard showed signs of loosening, which could easily arouse suspicion."

Song Jie shook his head and ruled out this plan.

He then thought of two or three more plans, but all of them were unsafe, so he ruled them all out.

He'd better dispose of the body as soon as possible, otherwise it would be troublesome if the body started to stink after a few days.

By then, the whole street might know that there is a dead body in his house.

"It would be great if there was something like bone-dissolving powder, which would melt the corpse directly."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Jie's eyes lit up and he suddenly thought of something.

“Melt it!

"Yeah, I can melt the body so there won't be any trace left. Why didn't I think of that earlier?"

Song Jie laughed.

He thought of the characteristics of the Qingming Phantom Fire.

“Spiritual plants, crystal minerals, the flesh and corpses of monsters, all of these can be used as materials for alchemy.

"Then what is the difference between a cultivator's corpse and a monster's corpse..."

Thinking of this, Song Jie immediately stripped off all the clothes on Miao Dingshan.

The corpse was then moved into a large iron pot and curled up to facilitate smelting with the Qingming Nether Fire.

After completing the preparations, Song Jie slowly raised his left hand, aimed at the big iron pot and directly released the Green Nether Fire.

With a "boom" sound, a cluster of faint blue flames instantly enveloped Miao Dingshan's body.

Soon, a "sizzling" sound was heard from the Qingming Phantom Fire, and the corpse began to melt.

Seeing this, Song Jie immediately increased the output of his spiritual power, allowing the Qingming Phantom Fire to burn more vigorously.

Considering the large size of the corpse, it would probably take a long time to completely melt it.

So Song Jie stretched out his right hand again, reached into his arms, and took out the bottle containing Fuling Pills.

He took out a Fuling Pill and swallowed it.

In this way, with the Fu Ling Pill constantly restoring his spiritual power, Song Jie also maintained the casting of the Qingming Youhuo Fire.

Watching the corpse melt bit by bit under the smelting of the Qingming Nether Fire.

The whole process was still a little difficult for Song Jie to watch.

The strong visual impact made him feel nauseous.

I could only comfort myself in my heart that this was the material for alchemy, and it was similar to the way spiritual plants melted, with not much difference.

With self-suggestion, the nauseous feeling gradually eased a little.

Time passes like this bit by bit.

During this period, Song Jie swallowed another Fuling Pill to maintain the release of the Qingming Youhuo.

Compared with ordinary spells, the Green Nether Fire obviously consumes more spiritual energy.

About an hour later, the corpse could no longer be seen in the Qingming Nether Fire, only a pool of slightly turbid liquid remained.

Song Jie could feel that this pool of liquid contained extremely huge spiritual power.

Of course, there are also many impurities.

Although the Qingming Youhuo has the function of refining impurities, Song Jie's proficiency in using this Qingming Youhuo is not enough, and the impurities that can be refined are relatively limited.

The proficiency must be raised to a higher level in order to refine more impurities.

After refining for a while, the turbid liquid still maintained its liquid form and showed no sign of turning into a paste.

At this time, Song Jie's spiritual power had been almost exhausted.

(End of this chapter)