The crowd of onlookers surrounded the entire execution platform, bustling as if it were a grand festival.

  Those prisoners on the platform were mostly hanging their heads in despair, silently waiting for that moment of fate. It wasn't that they didn't want to speak out, but rather they had already been beaten to the point of exhaustion in prison, with extreme pain all over their bodies, where was there still energy to speak?

  But among them, there was a prisoner standing upright with his back straight, despite being disheveled and having scars on his face. His tattered clothes could not conceal his proud demeanor, which made him stand out from the crowd of prisoners like a crane among chickens.

  Qin Lingyun stood hidden on the empty execution platform, and no one could sense her presence.

  "What great resentment! This person could even become a vengeful spirit after death."

  Some people with grievances that reach the sky will have their souls infected and transformed into a yin body after death, thus becoming vengeful ghosts that claim lives.

  Originally, under this scorching sun, at noon sharp, the execution would take place, and the moment a yin soul appears, it would probably be scorched away by the scorching sun. However, this person is full of pure yang energy, even the scorching sun can't melt his yin soul in a short time.

  Before long, the time had gradually reached three o'clock in the afternoon. The executioners behind them pushed the prisoners who were tied up with their hands and feet to the ground. A row of prisoners knelt down on the ground, but only one person did not kneel down.

  "Damn it, kneel down for me!" The executioner cursed and kicked the man's knee pit, but he stood firm, not even humming.

  The executioner was about to stretch out his foot again, when the official on the platform waved his hand and said: "Never mind, he used to be a young prince after all, with a noble status. There's no need to use knives and axes on him. After beheading the other prisoners, we'll hang him from the gallows and execute him by hanging."

  At three o'clock in the afternoon, with a single order, more than ten blood arrows shot out, and heads flew out.

  On the execution stage, there was originally a gallows, and a rope was hung on it. The young king was dragged to the front of the gallows, and the noose made of rope was hung around his neck. With a forceful pull from the other side, the young king's body left the ground.

  Zhao Xiang felt his neck getting tighter and tighter, and the past flashed through his mind like a book being flipped through. The luxurious life he once had was now nothing but a memory, replaced by an unjust death. The strong contrast between his past and present created a huge sense of resentment in his heart. He resented the Emperor of the Great Wei Kingdom for executing him and his family on trumped-up charges. Ironically, this emperor was also his cousin, yet he showed no mercy.

  He not only resented the emperor but also those who killed his family. If possible, he would have torn them to pieces, but it's too late now.

  His consciousness gradually blurred, was everything already over?

  Just then, a faint sigh echoed in his ear.

  Qin Lingyun waved her hand, and a stream of spiritual energy transformed into a sharp blade that cut through the rope. Then she shook her body, grabbed the back of the person's clothes, and a burst of light enveloped them, transforming into a flowing light that flew into the air.

  The onlookers, including the officials on stage, were stunned and bewildered. They couldn't see Qin Lingyun, but they saw that the rope binding the young prince had mysteriously broken off by itself. Then, a brilliant light flashed, and a pale blue glow enveloped the young prince, carrying him away into the air.

  "Has Young Master Wang ascended to immortality in broad daylight?"

  "As expected, he's a good person after all; heaven won't destroy him, and now he's been converted by an immortal and has gone."

  Many people were talking about it.

  Some ordinary people have already knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to the "immortal", the scene has fallen into chaos.

  The officials on the platform were also somewhat panicked, encountering such an unexpected event, and for a moment they were at a loss.

  Qin Lingyun had already taken Little Wangye and flown to a secluded small forest on the outskirts of the city.

  Put down Little King, Little King was dizzy and confused, can't blame him, if it were Qin Lingyun who hadn't entered the immortal world many years ago, she would probably also be stunned for a while.

  Qin Lingyun appeared in her true form, with the gentle breeze blowing her skirt hem fluttering, under a head of raven-black hair, her skin was as white as if it were transparent, and around her body lingered an ethereal aura that seemed to have never been tainted by worldly desires.

  "You, you are a fairy from heaven?"

  Qin Lingyun suddenly felt that his voice was somewhat familiar, and upon closer inspection, it turned out that this young prince was the same elegant young man from back in the day when they had annihilated the demonic sect's elder. In the past, he had been dressed in white, victorious and handsome, but today he was disheveled and dirty, even worse off than a beggar.

  "I'm not a fairy, I'm a cultivator." Qin Lingyun said coldly.

  "Thank you for saving me..." A grateful expression appeared on the face of Young Master Zhao Xiang.

  Qin Lingyun interrupted him, her fingers forming a seal, and blue light dots immediately appeared on Zhao Xiang's body. After a while, he felt much more comfortable.

  After being treated with hydrotherapy, Qin Lingyun finally spoke up: "You don't have to thank me, I saved you just because I want to make a deal with you."

  Zhao Xiang was taken aback, he didn't understand Qin Lingyun's meaning.

  "I saved you because your body has a pure Yang energy, this pure Yang energy is useful for me."

  Zhao Xiang was not a foolish person to begin with, Qin Lingyun had already made it clear that he knew there was a pure Yang energy on his body that was useful for this cultivator.

  The cultivator in front of him seemed to have unpredictable methods, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, he easily rescued himself. If he could let him avenge himself and kill that dog emperor, it might not be difficult to accomplish.

  Zhao Xiang's expression changed unpredictably, Qin Lingyun showed a seemingly smiling but not quite smiling expression, she had already guessed Zhao Xiang's thoughts.

  "It's impossible for me to avenge you, I saved your life and exchanged it with your pure yang energy, we don't owe each other anything." Qin Lingyun knew that she couldn't enter the imperial city of Da Wei Kingdom and kill the emperor. She was aware that these royal families of mortal kingdoms all had connections with the major sects of the cultivation world, and could be said to be the agents of those major sects in the mortal world. Killing the emperor would likely offend those major sects, Qin Lingyun wasn't a fool, she wouldn't do something so dangerous for someone unrelated to her.

  Qin Lingyun guessed his thoughts in one go and directly used words to cut off his calculations, Zhao Xiang's expression couldn't help but become somewhat dismal. Although he was rescued, his family members had all died, leaving only him alone. The world was vast, where should he go? His future prospects were uncertain.

  "I'm willing to give you the pure Yang energy, but can I make a request?" Zhao Xiang tried his best to calm himself down and said.

  Qin Lingyun said: "State your request, if it's an excessive thing, I won't agree to it, so you'd better think carefully."

  Zhao Xiang gritted his teeth: "I'd like to ask a senior to send me to a safe place and leave some gold, silver, and treasures for me."

  Z Zhao Xiang's request seemed a bit excessive to him, but for Qin Lingyun, it was just a trivial matter. The gold, silver and wealth of the mortal world were useless to her, no better than a pile of dung.

  "Alright, I'll agree with you, but first, I need to take away your Pure Yang energy. Are you willing?"

  In Zhao Xiang's view, the so-called cultivator is a "fairy person", and the fairy person should not go back on their word, let alone that he has no ability to refuse, he can only choose to believe Qin Lingyun.

  After Zhao Xiang agreed, Qin Lingyun patted her storage bag and a jade bottle appeared in her palm. Inside the bottle was Qingling Dan, which she had obtained from the storage bag of the mouse king after killing him. The Qingling Dan could dispel vengeful spirits, and Zhao Xiang's body contained many vengeful spirits entwined with his pure yang energy. If they were not thoroughly eliminated, it would be impossible to obtain pure and clean pure yang energy.

  As Zhao Xiang swallowed the Qingling Dan, the resentful energy on his body's surface gradually dissipated. Qin Lingyun waved her hand and eight small black flags flew out, each inserted around Zhao Xiang.

  This array is actually the array of the old demon who absorbed the pure yang energy at that time.

  That day, after Qin Lingyun took away the formation method, she had checked Zhao Xiang's spiritual consciousness and found that there was only a small amount of pure yang energy on his body, which could not be used to refine the pure yang Xiaohuan Dan, so she did not collect his pure yang energy.

  This time, she met Zhao Xiang, but found that the pure yang energy was so intense that it could be used to refine the pure yang Xiao Huadan. Qin Lingyun was a little surprised. In general, the pure yang energy on a person's body will not increase, but there are a few special situations that can lead to the natural growth of pure yang energy. Which one is Zhao Xiang?

  Thinking of this, Qin Lingyun didn't bother setting up the formation, she decided to investigate the reason behind it.

  Her figure flashed, appearing beside Zhao Xiang. The spiritual energy on her palm transformed into a pale blue mist that drilled into his body, circled around and then emerged from the top of his head. Qin Lingyun's palm closed, recalling the spiritual energy, and she shut her eyes, silently sensing this flow of spiritual energy.

  Qin Lingyun was somewhat surprised: "So it's like this after all."

  It turned out that this young prince actually possessed the talent of a hidden spirit root, and it was a rare variant spirit root - fierce spirit root.

  What is referred to as a hidden spiritual root is a spiritual root that has been hidden since birth, and generally cannot be detected by ordinary means of detection, unless it encounters a specific situation and revives on its own, at which point it can be easily detected.

  Qin Lingyun guessed that the reason why the old demon cultivator did not discover this young king's talent at first was because his spiritual root was hidden and difficult to detect, but after experiencing a great change, the hidden spiritual root transformed into a visible spiritual root, making it easier to discover.

  Qin Lingyun first learned about the hidden spirit root, and she had even suspected that she was a hidden spirit root. However, after using her spiritual power to investigate, she discovered that it wasn't the case at all. Her situation was even more complicated, and until now, it remains an enigma.

  At this time, Qin Lingyun was somewhat in a dilemma. This young prince had such high spiritual talent, but unfortunately, it had been buried all along, just like carrying a golden mountain on his body without knowing it. Originally, she only collected the pure yang energy from him and left here, now what to do?

  Zhao Xiang was completely unaware of what had just happened, he was still immersed in boundless hatred and pain, if it wasn't for experiencing such cruelty, the hidden spirit root wouldn't have awakened so easily.

  "The Lingshen root is the opposite of the Bingshen root, with the existence of the Lingshen root, the pure yang energy will be endless."