CHAPTER 738: CHAPTER 736, MYSTERIOUS TREASURE

"Boohoo!"

Xu Qinglin continuously spat out black blood, staring at Xu Wendong in shock. He never expected him to pierce his longsword into his own body.

No!

To be precise, he never expected his nephew to be so decisive in killing, especially since his father was such an indecisive man.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been killed back then.

A strong sense of regret rose in his heart, realizing he shouldn’t have come to the mundane world to trouble Xu Wendong, or else he wouldn’t have met his demise here today...

"Everyone, Xu Qinglin was my father’s murderer. Today, I avenged my father. I mean no harm to you all from the Azure Dragon Stronghold. You can leave now."

Xu Wendong looked at the people from the Azure Dragon Stronghold, showing no intent to massacre.

Although he knew the principle of letting the tiger return to the mountain, killing them all today would inevitably lead the Azure Dragon Stronghold back to him.

If that happened, they would surely stand on irreconcilable terms.

However, releasing them offered room for reconciliation between the two parties.

After all, avenging his father’s death was justified, and even if the Azure Dragon Stronghold sought revenge, they would have to weigh the pros and cons.

The members of Azure Dragon Stronghold dared not say anything, immediately fleeing the Xu family’s mansion with Xu Qinglin’s body.

After everyone had left, Xu Wendong contemplated for a moment, and the golden iron sheet flew to him. He held it in his hand, examining it closely.

Although this golden sheet was only about the size of an adult’s palm and one millimeter thick, it felt quite heavy, weighing around a pound.

Clearly, it wasn’t made of iron, as iron wouldn’t feel so heavy.

While gold had a high density, it was well known that gold was one of the softest metals. This golden sheet had collided with the Dragon Scale Sword dozens of times without leaving a mark, ruling out gold as the material.

Particularly, the ancient inscriptions carved on it, though Xu Wendong couldn’t understand a single one, exuded a primitive and desolate allure.

It seemed to contain an inexplicable charm, a Daoist charm.

"This thing is no ordinary object."

Xu Wendong had a hunch that he had stumbled upon a treasure.

He turned and entered the Xu family’s living room, biting his fingertip and letting his blood drip onto the golden sheet.

Instantly, golden-red light spread across the sheet, then transformed into a golden beam that merged into Xu Wendong’s body, quietly suspended in his Dantian.

Despite acquiring a valuable treasure, Xu Wendong didn’t feel overly excited—instead, he sensed an oppressive and uneasy feeling.

Though he always believed in his considerable strength, knowing that the Kunlun Mountains Minor World harbored many cultivators, his confidence swelled after reaching the Foundation Establishment Stage, assuming himself nearly unbeatable, at least among the top ten.

But since encountering people from the Kunlun Mountains Minor World, he truly understood what "there’s always someone stronger" means.

"Everyone from the Azure Dragon Stronghold exuded a murderous aura, and the stronghold didn’t seem like a legitimate force at all. If I’m not mistaken, the Azure Dragon Stronghold should be a bandit den in the Kunlun Mountains Minor World."

"Even a bandit den had powerhouses at the Foundation Establishment Stage. The real strong ones in the Kunlun Mountains Minor World should have condensed Golden Cores or even transformed them into Nascent Souls, right?"

Xu Wendong couldn’t calm his mind, feeling an invisible pressure.

Although the powerhouses from the Kunlun Mountains Minor World hadn’t ventured into the mundane world, once they did, they would surely disregard mundane laws.

For cultivators, they always revered the law of survival of the fittest.

"My top priority should be to quickly improve my cultivation level."

"The best way to enhance my cultivation level is through dual cultivation with women and alchemy."

Xu Wendong had two paths to improve his cultivation level. Although he enjoyed dual cultivation, truth be told, while it did improve cultivation, it was far from the speed of elixirs.

However, during the battle with the Eight-Forked Serpent, the Ge Furnace was shattered, and now he no longer had a pill furnace.

Even though he had brought back the bronze square cauldron from Wa Country earlier, it was for ceremonial use, utterly unsuitable for alchemy.

With this in mind, he took out his phone and called Uncle Long: "Uncle Long, do you know where I can find a pill furnace? Any leads on a pill furnace would be great."

Uncle Long pondered for a moment and said: "Legend has it that in ancient times, there was an alchemy force called Medicine King Valley. Perhaps due to their defiance against the heavens, they brought down a divine punishment and were razed to the ground overnight. None of the disciples of Medicine King Valley survived."

"Years ago, I sent people to the Medicine King Valley Ruins in search of opportunities but found nothing."

"If you want to find an alchemy furnace, you might try your luck in the Medicine King Valley."

Uncle Long knew Xu Wendong was someone with great fate and had gained the recognition of the Dragon Scale Sword. A person of such fate was destined to be vastly different from ordinary people.

Even though he had previously sent people to the Medicine King Valley Ruins without success, he had a hunch that if Xu Wendong went, he would certainly discover something.

"All right, please send me the location of Medicine King Valley." Xu Wendong planned to try his luck there, but having just returned to the country, he also wanted to reunite with his beloved ones and fill the void in their bodies and souls.

"One more thing, please have someone keep an eye on the Kunlun Mountains. Earlier, I encountered some people from the Kunlun Mountains Minor World. They weren’t weak." Xu Wendong felt it necessary to inform Uncle Long of previous happenings.

"Okay, I’ll have someone keep an eye on it," Uncle Long replied earnestly.

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Xu Wendong had many beloved ones, but in Jingdu, besides Ye Qingxin, there was also Su Li. Su Li’s father, Su Jianjun, was now the second-in-command at the State Administration of Radio, Film, and Television, which definitely counted as a high-ranking and powerful position.

Having bought some fruits and nutritional supplements, Xu Wendong arrived at a heavily guarded compound, the Su family’s residence in Jingdu.

He had been there once before, but even then, the gate guards didn’t recognize him and chose not to let him in.

With no other choice, Xu Wendong dialed Su Jianjun’s driver Huang Yang to have him bring him inside, opting not to call Su Li in hopes of giving her a surprise.

Soon, driver Huang Yang arrived at the gate in a car. He warmly invited Xu Wendong to get in but hadn’t started the car, seemingly hesitant to speak.

Xu Wendong couldn’t help but ask: "Brother Huang, what’s going on?"

Huang Yang hesitated and said: "Wendong, the Su family has an important guest today, and a banquet is already prepared. It might be a bit inappropriate for you to go over now!"

Xu Wendong laughed: "What kind of guest could compare to me, the future son-in-law?"