"This is at least a Tier Two Spirit Fire!"
Qin Ming quickly sealed the jade bottle, happily placing it into his storage pouch.
He then brought the beast hide close to the remaining light shields and tried them all, only to find no reaction.
In an instant.
Qin Ming sensed someone approaching the Spirit Medicine Garden.
He hurriedly took out the beast hide map, fixed it in mid-air where he had entered, and pointed with a surge of mana.
A twisted passage appeared, and Qin Ming quickly stepped into it. After a moment of disorientation, the passage disappeared without a trace.
As soon as Qin Ming left, a shadow descended upon the Spirit Medicine Garden; the newcomer was none other than the demonic cultivator Lin Zixiao.
He frowned, surveying the garden, then proceeded to the two now-empty stone pedestals.
"Could someone have beaten me to it?"
"That doesnât make sense. No one should be faster than me."
Feeling puzzled, Lin Zixiao casually unleashed a black bolt toward a light shield.
But it elicited no response.
"Hmm?"
"What kind of restriction is this?"
"Interesting."
Then he raised his hand, releasing a set of array flags to cover all the light shields.
He began to unravel these restrictions.
...
Outside the waterfall.
The space twisted, and Qin Mingâs figure was once more teleported out.
Qin Mingâs gains this time were truly considerable, and he couldnât help feeling a little excited.
He didnât linger.
He summoned his Spiritual Light Shuttle and flew towards Yunmeng Mountain.
But along the way, he repeatedly encountered cultivators from the Seven Great Powers chasing members of the Spirit Feather Sect.
He had to slow down, trying his best to avoid these people.
A day later.
Qin Ming hid behind a depression in the mountains to rest.
After taking a pill to restore his mana.
He cautiously used his divine thought to sweep his surroundings.
Once he confirmed it was safe.
He was just about to summon his Spiritual Light Shuttle to leave.
But just then.
Whoosh whoosh!
In the distance, two cultivators with strong mana fluctuations were flying over, landing precisely a few hundred feet away from him.
Qin Mingâs heart immediately tensed.
He cursed his luck internally.
He quickly concealed his figure, suppressing his aura.
When he finally saw who it was, he was utterly astonished.
One of the tall, black-robed cultivators was Lin Zixiao.
To his surprise, the other Foundation Establishment cultivator was Elder Gue from the Spirit Feather Sect!
Qin Mingâs mind began to race, not daring to act rashly.
"Why did you publicly reveal that matter?"
"The Spirit Feather Sectâs situation is already precarious; I fear I canât remain here any longer."
"And who knows which bastard impersonated me, openly inciting conflict, now all the blame points to me."
"Itâs infuriating."
Elder Gueâs face was as cold as ice; his current situation was truly one of being criticized by everyone.
"You obtained the Foundation Establishment Pill and successfully established your foundation, shouldnât you pay some price for it?"
"Besides, you ought to know, ever since you killed the one named Long in the slums, you canât get off this ship."
Lin Zixiaoâs voice was cold.
In the distance, hearing this, Qin Mingâs heart settled. So Fellow Daoist Longâs death was actually connected to Elder Gue.
"Iâve done everything I promised you; henceforth, we owe each other nothing," Elder Gue said with resolute words.
Lin Zixiao heard this and sneered, "You were the one who came to me first, wasnât it a bit too late to want out now?"
"What do you mean by that?" Elder Gue asked, somewhat irritated.
Just then.
Lin Zixiaoâs eyes narrowed slightly, and with a cold snort, he used his mana and said, "The friend from behind, youâve heard quite enough, shouldnât you reveal yourself now?"
Upon hearing this, Qin Ming was shocked, about to get up to escape.
But.
From behind a distant rock, a green-robed old man slowly walked out, his face withered. He chuckled at Lin Zixiao, saying, "Hehe, itâs me, just a coincidence,"
"Why are you here?" Lin Zixiao asked blandly.
The green-robed old man gave an embarrassed smile, glancing at Elder Gue, "Iâve been ordered to pursue the Spirit Feather Sect people, so I followed."
Hearing this, Elder Gue looked displeased. From the attire, the man was actually a Foundation Establishment Elder from the Divine Herbal Sect, and he asked Lin Zixiao, "Arenât you going to explain this?"
"One of us," Lin Zixiao replied tersely.
Qin Ming didnât expect that even within the Divine Herbal Sect, there were insiders planted; the three were indeed birds of a feather.
After that, the few exchanged for a while on the spot.
Seemingly reaching some kind of consensus.
After the conversation ended, the three departed in three different directions.
At this point, Qin Ming let out a long sigh of relief.
"Luckily, I wasnât exposed."
Unexpectedly, he stumbled upon such a secret here.
It seems the Seven Great Powers have long been infiltrated by demonic cultivators; they are not impregnable after all.
However.
Qin Ming was just about to activate his Spiritual Light Shuttle to leave this place.
Suddenly!
A strong surge of qi and blood unexpectedly transmitted a powerful aura reaction throughout his body.
He clearly felt three killing intents locking onto him.
Qin Mingâs hair stood on end, and without hesitation, he immediately drove his mana to set the shuttle accelerating away.
Whoosh!
Behind him, Lin Zixiao and Elder Gue, three Foundation Establishment Stage great cultivators, pursued relentlessly.
"Be careful, all of you."
"Do not underestimate Fellow Daoist Qin; he must have something extraordinary on him. Be careful of capsizing in a gutter," Lin Zixiao transmitted through sound while in pursuit.
Elder Gue disdainfully replied, "No need to fear excessively. That boy just has a few Yin Thunders. Iâve dealt with him before. As long as you guard against it, thereâs no issue."
Upon hearing this, Lin Zixiao nodded and immediately activated a magical artifact that could foretell good or bad luck.
The feedback result, however, greatly surprised him.
"Somethingâs wrong! Fellow Daoist Qin absolutely has something strange on him; itâs still wise to be cautious."
Hearing Lin Zixiaoâs seriousness, both Elder Gue and the green-robed elder put themselves on high alert.
After all, they were well aware of Lin Zixiaoâs strength.
In the sky near Qingyang Market.
A blue Escape Light streaked rapidly, with three other Escape Lights gradually closing the distance.
In Lin Zixiaoâs pale hand, a pitch-black oil lamp emerged.
He formed a technique with his fingers, pointed, and countless black fumes emerged from the lamp-shaped magical artifact, weaving into a massive net.
This net emanated an aura that caused oneâs heart spirit to sink, spreading towards Qin Mingâs back.
Qin Ming, alarmed, didnât hesitate any longer and threw two Yin Thunders towards the black net.
Rumbling!
A series of earth-shattering explosions erupted behind him.
Qin Ming had used up two Yin Thunders, barely blocking Lin Zixiaoâs strange method.
The black giant net was blasted open, creating a large hole, and Elder Gue and the green-robed elder rushed out of the thick smoke in disarray.
"Damn it!"
"How can this boy possess so many Yin Thunders!"
Elder Gueâs face darkened, his gaze fixed fiercely on Qin Ming, forming a sword technique in his hands. A crimson Dharma Sword appeared before him, transforming into a streak of light, flashing straight towards Qin Ming.
Qin Ming turned around, his gaze cold as a blue Dharma Sword appeared in his hand. He formed a sword technique and pointed backward.
Swish, swish, swish!
In an instant.
Numerous dazzling blue Sword Auras erupted, slashing towards the rear!
Clang!
This was precisely the Cyan Nether Sword Technique that Qin Ming had painstakingly practiced for three years.
The Cyan Nether Sword Aura that Qin Ming slashed out directly blocked Elder Gueâs move.
"Cyan Nether Sword! Did you kill Elder Jianggâs son?" Elder Gue appeared in disbelief.
Just as he finished speaking.
The three pursuers discovered that Qin Ming had stopped not far ahead.
"Hahaha, why arenât you running?" The green-robed elder laughed darkly.
"Could it be youâve chosen a good feng shui spot?"
Elder Gue also revealed a playful smile.
In reality, he was secretly vigilant, having some uncertainty about the opponent. How could someone with late-stage Qi Cultivation openly withstand his magical attack?
Could this still be the Spirit Farmer who used to cower before him back then?
Even if someone said this boy had been possessed by a Foundation Establishment Old Monster, he would believe it now.
"Elder Gue, youâre not wrong," Qin Ming said with a half-smile, then continued, "However, itâs selected for you all!"
"Have you ever seen golden rain?"
"What?" The three were taken aback upon hearing this.
With that said.
A purple leaf appeared in Qin Mingâs palmâthe leaf formed from the [Spell Duplication] entry.
The spell replicated on it was the strongest strike ever made by Huangfu Qii, a top ten Foundation Establishment powerhouse in the Wei Countryâs Cultivation Realm!
Qin Ming gently tapped the purple leaf, sending it towards the three.
"What is this..."
Lin Zixiao, Elder Gue, and the green-robed elder simultaneously sensed a breath-taking aura.
The next moment, they only felt a blur in front of their eyes.
The three were instantly submerged and engulfed by an expanse of vast golden ocean.
Crackling!
Rumbling!
Elder Gueâs eyes showed astonishment and fear as his consciousness plunged into endless darkness.
The green-robed elder of the Divine Herbal Sect was left frozen in disbelief.
His ears buzzed as he too fell into a dark abyss.
Suddenly.
The area encompassing several hundred feet around them was covered by countless golden lightning rain, with thunder and lightning raging, the power terrifying to the extreme!
A giant golden thunder sword woven from lightning descended from the thundercloud, turning all living beings below into ashes.
"Divine Sword Thunder-Attracting Technique, truly the strongest strike!"
Qin Ming looked ahead with an indifferent gaze, a surge of heroic spirit suddenly welling up within him.