章 463: Young Master

"Well, that is everything." Wang Ling kept the bag inside the ring. With this, he had every missing fragment and the remaining was with his original sword, "If I can recover Blood Seeker then I will finally be able to release what I left within the sword."

Blood Seeker was the name of the Natal Weapon he had with him when he was going around rampaging the Celestial Spirit Realm for more than 70,000 years. That sword absorbed Wang Ling's qi, and more importantly, his killing intent and unfiltered hatred.

[If I can recover that and add it to my current cultivated intent…] Wang Ling grew exuberant at the thought, "Hmmm?"

Wang Ling noticed something near the place where Bai Xue buried the bag. He examined the claw marks she left, "She even left a marking, how thoughtful."

Wang Ling jumped back up to the base of the tree. He looked at it one last time and decided to leave. When Wang Ling descended from the peak, it was Chang Ping who was waiting for her.