"I guess only you are left now.." Yang Qing muttered to himself as his gaze fell to the ground below. His gaze seemed to penetrate the sand and rocks down to the yin-rich spirit meridian that had a budding spirit about to form.
"This place has seen too much bloodshed, there is no need for it to continue like that.." Yang Qing said as his eyes flickered with white flames.
Baleful and malevolent energy filled with resentment and death still permeated around the sect, especially in the place where the Wisteria tree had been located.
The founder and the rest had slaughtered millions, leaving the area soaked in resentful and baleful qi. If left unattended it could end up being a blessed land for corpse and ghost cultivators, or it will build up to form miasma that would not only corrupt the yin spirit meridian and the budding spirit below but could slowly spread to the surrounding areas poisoning the ground, the air and the creatures around.
Yang Qing stood up, and his look instantly changed to flame white hair, coated in a flame white cloak and white flame eyes and white raven above.
He brought his palms together, and instantly a wave of white flames surrounded him and bellowed outward and upward like a ferocious tsunami.
Eternal Yang flame rest
The flames released pure yang energy that one would mistake it to be flames that had dropped off from the sun.
Despite the strain, the art had on Yang Qing who had not yet restored his qi fully. Yang Qing kept the flame burning for almost ten minutes, which was the time it took for him to completely eradicate and purify the baleful and resentful energy that had surrounded the area.
Universal capsule
When he was done with the flames, Yang Qing placed his right hand on the vine clone that was still seated in the lotus position.
Waves of light filled with a multitude of colors flashed through its body as it shrunk till it eventually became a translucent multicolored ball.
Yang Qing gently pushed that ball into the ground and it suddenly burrowed deeper as if it had a life of its own.
"Consider this payment for the help you gave.." Yang Qing said as he turned to leave.
"Senior Wei Ying can I trouble you to seal this place in a formation? I am willing to provide the materials," asked Yang Qing when he reached them.
"How strong do you want it and for how long?"
"Strong enough to stop someone in the first stage of the palace realm. As for the duration, mmh make it fifteen years.." Yang Qing said as he took out a few monarch-grade treasures from his storage ring.
The treasures were part of what he had received as gifts during his ceremony.
"There's no need for you to produce the materials alone, I have.."
"No, let me do it. I need to do it, even if it's just an excuse to try and ease my conscience.."
Yang Qing interjected with a bitter smile on his face when he saw Wei Ying and the rest wanted to offer up some of their treasures for the formation.
"Okay.."
"Thank you..." Yang Qing said as he cupped his fists at them.
Wei Ying showed off her talents as a gifted blue-grade formation master, as she laid out formation after formation, maximizing the use of every material that Yang Qing had provided. By the time she was done, the formation was strong enough to stop even someone at the fourth stage of the palace realm.
The formation was wholly focused on defense and illusion as its purpose was to keep people out of the main grounds of the ruins of the Ice Emerald Sect.
If word got out there was a spirit vein capable of becoming a lesser dragon vein beneath the ruins of the Ice Emerald Sect, it would trigger another blood bath in the area.
Lesser dragon vein could ensure the longevity of a rank 3 sect and even help produce a rank 2 sect if they were lucky.
Something valuable like that would draw in countless cultivators and organizations from all around the continent to try and gain ownership over it.
Yang Qing didn't wish to see the place embroiled in war so soon, which was why he opted to hide the vein. In fifteen years, the budding spirit will have fully emerged, since before its death, the Wisteria tree had transmitted some of its essence to it.
With the spirit fully formed, it was capable of hiding or even defending itself against early-stage palace realm experts and thus had freedom in choosing those it would let in the area and with that bloodshed could be kept at a minimum. At least that was what Yang Qing hoped for, though he had half a mind to sell the information about the spirit vein to a reputable powerful merchant organization like the White Rose Pavilion and have them occupy it and broker the deal to sell it to someone else through an auction.
Yang Qing would have preferred that option since it had zero risk to it and the highest degree of success in preventing bloodshed over the spirit vein. But some part of him was sentimental, especially after hearing the Wisteria tree's circumstance. He wanted if possible, for the spirit vein to choose its next occupants, if it wanted. To let it have the free will the tree never had, or Li Liu.
"Dai Chen, Zhang Qingge, Mo Liwie, Wei Ying, thank you for today.." Yang Qing said to the four of them as they were prepared to leave.
The four nodded their heads in return with smiles on their faces, but one could tell, they were affected by today's events just like Yang Qing.
With everything already settled, they left the area, leaving a desolate ground that was once the former rank 3 sect, the Ice Emerald Sect.
....
"You guys can go on ahead, I have someone I need to see at the Deer Mountain Kingdom.." Yang Qing suddenly said when the group was close to the kingdom.
"Don't worry I'll make sure to be back before the two hours are up. I've already communicated with Hao Da. I'll use the teleportation array there to come back.." Yang Qing added when he saw the solemn looks on Zhang Qingge and Dai Chen's faces.
"Fine.." said Dai Chen with a sigh as he led the others to leave.
Yang Qing watched them disappear into the horizon before he went in the direction of the Deer Mountain Kingdom.
He passed the forests, and grounds of numerous organizations in the area before he finally stopped above some decrepit buildings on the outskirts of the Deer Mountain Range.
"Seems like you went too, Sect Master Wang Yi.."
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