Chapter 371: 371: Harboring Sinister Intentions
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Updated : Oct 9th, 2025
Chapter 371: Chapter 371: Harboring Sinister Intentions
Chapter 371 Harboring Ulterior Motives
Song Yun could not believe that such a young girl would possess greater power than himself.
In this world, spiritual energy was rare, and the number of Master Cultivators was dwindling, becoming increasingly difficult to cultivate. He himself had only managed to advance to the Qi Refining Fifth Level thanks to a fortunate encounter.
To make further progress, even though the spiritual energy in Red Stone Village was better than other places, it was only marginally so. Advancing to a higher level was difficult, let alone elsewhere.
Thus, he absolutely refused to believe that this young girl could have higher power than his.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up: there could be one possibility that made it impossible to discern one’s power — a Magic Artifact that cloaked one’s spiritual aura!
If Mengyu knew what he was thinking, she would definitely give him a thumbs up, because the Vestment robe she wore indeed had the ability to shield her spiritual aura!
Magic Artifacts, oh how he yearned for them!
Song Yun wished he could immediately overpower this young girl and seize her Magic Artifact!
However, Mengyu’s next words left him stupefied.
“Are you a Qi Refiner at the Qi Cultivation Late Stage?”
Mengyu knew that there were different systems of cultivation. For instance, the person before her practiced Xuan Cultivation, cultivating Qi and hence called a Qi Refiner, or also known as a Taoist.
While she practiced Immortal, cultivating True Yuan, and was known as a Cultivator.
Mystic Cultivators focused on Spells, while Cultivators worked on cultivating themselves. However, whether one was a Mystic Cultivator or a Cultivator, both approaches converged to the same point in the later stages.
Mengyu had only learned about these when she obtained the Wood Immortal Skill. The information told her that when encountering Mystic Cultivators, one must never underestimate them due to their lower cultivation level because their Spells could be formidable.
How could Song Yun not be frightened upon hearing Mengyu accurately identify his level of cultivation?
This implied that all his previous estimations were wrong. He could not see through her cultivation level, but she had identified his with ease, which meant her cultivation must be higher than his!
He immediately bowed with a Taoist’s greeting: “Song Yun pays his respects to the senior!”
Mengyu almost stumbled, he actually called her senior?
He looked to be over thirty years old, while she was only sixteen, for goodness’ sake!
Mengyu hurriedly said, “Uh, Mr. Song, you don’t need to call me senior. I see that you are older than I am.”
Hearing Mengyu’s words, Song Yun choked again. Was she mocking him for being so old yet having such low power?
He looked up at Mengyu, and just then the moon emerged from behind the clouds, allowing him to clearly see the expression in her eyes.
There was not the slightest hint of contempt there.
He instantly understood that this young woman was not mocking him, but rather genuinely believed he did not need to call her senior.
Could it be that she was unaware that in the Cultivation World, the strong are revered?
Or was this young girl simply someone who had stumbled upon a fortunate encounter and was cultivating by herself?
His heart began to race; a young girl without a Master, yet with a fortunate encounter, symbolized a plump and juicy lamb. Even if her level of cultivation was high, she likely possessed no combat capability.
Because a girl who had not been through hardship would be completely unguarded against others.
If he could take her down, did it mean he could turn her fortune into his own?
The blood in Song Yun’s body surged with excitement, as he envisioned the young girl before him as a piece of glistening Gold, waiting for him to take.
His power had been stagnating for a long time, but this time, he might be able to advance further. Perhaps he might even reach Foundation Establishment!
He forced himself to calm down.
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