mmersed in the world of the cultivation technique, unable to extricate himself. He was sometimes intoxicated and sometimes amazed, amazed by the extraordinary figure of Senior Qingzhu. He had actually..."Sir, I'm truly unable to repair this artifact. It's beyond my capabilities."

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Qin Sang sat in the shop sipping tea. After waiting for a long time, the shopkeeper came out from inside with the Chi Long Sword, walking out with a helpless expression, his eyes still circling the Chi Long Sword, looking very unwilling.

As for this result, Qin Sang was not surprised.

He has asked several blacksmiths about it during this period. They say there's one whose ancestor came from the great sect of Void Spirit Blacksmiths, but without exception, they all give him the same result.

"Does your friend know where to find a master smith who can repair the Chi Long Sword"

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The ebony sword takes too long to prepare and can only be used as a last resort. In daily life, I need a handy weapon for self-defense. Although the Bibo Sword is also usable, it is far inferior to the Chi Long Sword.

Qin Sang entered the Xiu Xian Market, looking for the Song family while also seeking someone to repair his Chi Long sword. Unexpectedly, all the responses he received were that it was unrepairable, which was strange.

The shopkeeper shook his head, "Sir, forgive my bluntness, but the craftsmanship of your Dragon Sword is quite peculiar. The restrictions on it are mysterious and unfathomable, beyond the comprehension of ordinary people. The one who forged this sword must be a master craftsman. I've tried my best, but even the material of the sword eludes me. Unless you can find a senior cultivator at the Qi Refining stage, who is also skilled in restrictions and artifact refinement, there's little hope of repairing it. However, the price for such a service…"

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Qin Sang understood. If they found the artisan the shopkeeper had mentioned, even if he could repair the Chi Long Sword, the cost would be no less than buying a new top-grade magic weapon.

"Thank you, fellow cultivator."

Qin Sang reached out to take the Chi Long Sword, but the shopkeeper still seemed reluctant. He gritted his teeth and said, "To be honest with you, sir, this artifact will shatter completely if it isn't repaired after just two uses. It's truly a pity. If you're willing, I would like to buy it from you for the price of a high-grade artifact. What do you think"

Qin Sang did not hesitate, shaking his head in refusal.

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Many blacksmiths are willing to pay a high price for the Chi Long Sword. This shopkeeper is the most sincere, but Qin Sang doesn't lack spirit stones, nor does he want the Chi Long Sword to fall into the hands of others.

The shopkeeper stared intently at the Chi Long sword, unable to take his eyes off it. Qin Sang saw this and, wanting to make friends with him, passed the sword over again for him to examine. The two sat facing each other, sipping tea and chatting, finding much common ground in their conversation.

Qin Sang glanced at the Li Mansion across the way, casually bringing it up, "Wu Daoist friend, when you came to Yuefang Market a few years ago, this house opposite was still the Song Mansion. How come it's now the Li Mansion Did they sell their ancestral home"

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"At least eight years ago, Qin Daoyou has a good memory."

The shopkeeper raised his head and glanced at the Li Mansion, sneering, “Nothing strange about it. It’s just common for them to devour their family's wealth, bully others, seize property. Both mortals and cultivators are the same.”

Seeing Qin Sang's interest, the shopkeeper elaborated on it.

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“The Song family was prosperous for a time, but unfortunately, their lineage dwindled, and they gradually declined. However, just this ancestral home is much stronger than the average solitary cultivator. The original head of the household and I were also acquaintances, but it's a personal matter, and even if I dislike it, I can't interfere.”

The Song couple died young, leaving behind a son and a daughter. The boy's name was Song Hua, with average talent, he broke through to the fourth layer of the Qi Refining Stage at the age of ten or so. The girl, Song Ying, had no spiritual root and was an ordinary person.

As the saying goes, things change all the time. Over a decade ago, Song Hua went on a solo trip and never returned. It was a pity for that little girl. An ordinary person guarding such a good house would have been targeted long ago.

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When a cultivator ventures out, if they don't make contact for about five years, it's basically certain that they won't be returning.

The child's aunt, originally a daughter of the Song family, married into the Li family. Taking advantage of her elders' names, she brought Song Ying over to take care of her. It is said that at first it was fine, but later her true colors were revealed. When Song Ying was just fifteen years old, she forced her to marry, and the other party was a sickly man. The Song Mansion thus changed its owner and became the Li Mansion. It is said that Song Ying's husband also died from illness later and was driven out by his in-laws. Now she is probably not living well.

Qin Sang left the shop and went to ask Yue Fangshi's manager for a house. After paying a sum of spirit stones, he rented a courtyard. He cultivated while inquiring about everything around him.

The Moon Market is large, but it’s not difficult to find a mortal.

Qin Sang found Song Ying in just a few days and learned everything about her life. He also didn't hear that anyone from the Li family had suddenly joined Shaohua Mountain.

After Song Hua disappeared for half a year, their aunt took Song Ying to live with the Li family. For the first few years, they took good care of her. However, for five consecutive years, there was no news from Song Hua, and the Li family completely lost their patience.

There was a family acquainted with the Li family, whose son fell ill with a strange ailment that even cultivators couldn't cure. The two families, after conferring together, came up with the idea of marrying Song Ying off to him as a way to appease spirits and bring good fortune.

On the third day of her marriage, Song Ying's husband died. She was then driven out of her in-laws' home and accused of being a widow who brought misfortune to men.

She, an ordinary woman and a weak one at that, burdened with such a vicious reputation, found life in the market of Asking Moon Pavilion quite difficult.

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Song Huafeng was handsome and divinely blessed, while Song Ying was also exceptionally beautiful. Fearing that people would covet her beauty, Song Ying simply acquiesced and wore a black veil every day, dressed in rough hemp clothing, doing ordinary work to make a living.

“Grandma, I’m leaving.”

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Song Ying gently closed the shop door.

Two coughs echoed, "Be careful on your way."

Song Ying let out a sigh, reached out to check her veil, tightened her sleeves, and lowered her head to look at her toes. She walked down the street, went into a nearby store and quietly bought some wine and food, then slowly walked home along the wall.

The Li family did not sever ties completely, they left Song Ying a small courtyard as a consolation.

Song Ying pushed open the courtyard gate, cautiously glanced back, and tightly closed it.

“Miss, you are back.”

An elderly man opened the door. His face was wrinkled, and he walked with a cane, trembling slightly.

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Song Ying hurriedly helped the old man, "Zhou Bo, it's getting cold. I got some wine to warm you up."

The old man tightly clasped Song Yi's hand, his eyes filled with tears as he sobbed, "I am incompetent. I have caused the young mistress so much suffering. Even now, she remembers me and cares for my future. How can I face the master of the house How can I face the young master"

Song Ying comforted Zhou Bo for a few words, walked into the house, lifted the veil to reveal her exquisite face, and looked at the empty house, her expression full of sadness.

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"Big brother, where are you"

Qin Sang stood at the corner of the street, looking at Song Ying's courtyard with a thoughtful expression.

The Song family's ancestor sealed the sword intent decree in his ancestral tomb. It wouldn't be easy to get it out, possibly requiring a descendant of the Song family bloodline.

The best way is to help Song Ying reclaim her ancestral home and vent our anger.

But the Li family was no simple matter. They were quite well-known in Wen Yue Fang market. There were two cultivators at the tenth level of the Qi Refining stage or above in their family, and Qin Sang simply didn't have the strength to oppose the Li family.

Just then, a disheveled young man sauntered over, whistling and reeking of alcohol. His eyes were glazed over as he stared at Song Ying's courtyard. At first glance, he looked like a common thug, but who would have thought that he was also a cultivator, only at the second level of the Qi Refining stage.

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