In the darkness, a droplet of water fell from the tip of the stalagmite on the ceiling, falling towards Li Qingshan's head. ("")
On the stone platform, Li Qingshan sat cross-legged, motionless. But within his body, a great change was happening.
Extremely pure true energy flowed continuously in his Yang Heel Meridian. Then, strand by strand, it seeped into his bones and body, cleansing his entire body.
A month had passed, and he had already taken nearly three thousand Qi Gathering Pills, an average of a hundred a day.
This was an extremely terrifying number, enough to make any cultivator dumbfounded. His demonic qi had once again grown by leaps and bounds, but the first to break through was the [Xiantian Training of Qi].
The droplet of water that fell was smashed to pieces by the surging zhenqi three inches above Li Qingshan's head, but it still stirred up waves of zhenqi, nearing the brink of a breakthrough.
The zhenqi that had been purified by the Sumeru Ring played an absolute role at this time. Without any obstacles, Li Qingshan broke through the sixth level of the [Xiantian Training of Qi], reaching the peak of the second level of Qi Refining.
Li Qingshan's lips curled into a faint smile. He was both gratified and emotional. He was gratified that the time he had spent was much shorter than the average Qi Practitioner.
For example, Qian Rongzhi had also started cultivating from a young age, and she had taken a few years to reach the second level of Qi Refining. The talent of the two could be said to be about the same, or in other words, equally mediocre. As for Diao Fei, who came from a sect and had the guidance of seniors, he was only at the third level of Qi Refining at the age of thirty.
Li Qingshan's cultivation speed could not be said to be slow, but this could not be done without the support of a sea of medicinal pills. And without this Sumeru Ring, no matter how many medicinal pills he had, it would be useless. But refining the impurities in the medicinal pills would take ten times the time.
He felt refreshed and couldn't help but wonder how Little Ann was doing.
Li Qingshan suppressed his desire to come out of seclusion. He was already very close to the second stage of the 《Ox Demon's Fist of Great Strength》, so close that he was only one step away. He could not give up now. He needed to take advantage of this momentum to continue moving forward and master the second stage of 《Ox Demon's Fist of Great Strength》. He even had to open his Yin Heel Meridian and reach the third stage of Qi Refinement. A sixteen-year-old at the third stage of Qi Refinement could be considered a genius!
The spirit turtle's daemon core flashed, and daemon qi rose up from his body like smoke and fire. He had assumed his daemon form. After a month of cultivation, he had finally broken through the bottleneck of thirty feet. ("")
Although this underground cave was huge, when Li Qingshan raised his horns, he was about to touch the stalagmites on the ceiling. If nothing unexpected happened, he would become a monster like Godzilla sooner or later. No, he was even more terrifying than Godzilla. With one step, the entire city would collapse in an earthquake. With a loud roar, everyone's head felt like exploding.
… …
In the underground palace, Wei Yingjie had already completely lost his human form. His originally handsome face had completely caved in, and his skin was as withered and dull as an old man's. His eyes had lost all of their luster, and drool constantly dripped from his mouth.
Ten days ago, he had been reduced to an idiot by the effects of the aphrodisiac pills he had ingested.
Under Qian Rongzhi's Yuan Devouring Technique, all of his true qi had been devoured clean. His vitality had not been spared either. In the end, he had lost his last sliver of life. He, who treated playing with women as his hobby, had been toyed with to death by a woman in the end. It was truly lamentable.
On his body, Qian Rongzhi's snow-white body was covered in sweat. It was so smooth and glossy that it seemed like it could break with a gust of wind. Her face seemed even more charming and enchanting, like a tender green vine wrapped around a withered tree or a beautiful flower in full bloom.
Her face, which had always been calm because of the Calming Pill, was now filled with ecstasy. Under his father's cultivation, Wei Yingjie's true qi was extremely abundant. It was at least ten times more than Qian Rongzhi's.
Qian Rongzhi accepted all of them without hesitation. Her true qi had broken through to the fourth layer of Qi Refining, and it had reached a full state. She could look forward to reaching the fifth layer as well.
Although the Yuan Devouring Technique was terrifying, it could not completely digest the true qi of a sixth layer Qi Practitioner. There was bound to be some loss and dissipation. Otherwise, she could have reached the sixth layer directly. Qian Rongzhi was already quite satisfied that the 《"" could reach this level.
Of course, it was not without its disadvantages. The true qi was too complex, and she needed more Spring Breeze and Rain Pills to integrate it. But she was not worried about this. As long as her realm improved, she would naturally have more ways to obtain better medicinal pills.
From the beginning, she had never intended to rely on ordinary people to cultivate these two big and small arts. There were too many impurities, and the cultivation speed was too slow. Moreover, the difference in the true qi's attribute was too great, which made it harder to digest. There might even be the problem of conflicting true qi. Therefore, she did not want to find trouble with ordinary Qi Practitioners. Those from the same sect who also cultivated the 《"Heart Sutra" would be the best prey.
A fire talisman turned the dried corpse into ashes. She thought, 'It's time to report to the sect that Young Sect Master Wei is impatient and has gone to the Zombie Cave to look for Li Qingshan!'
She took out another medicinal pill and swallowed it. Her true qi was once again suppressed to the third layer of Qi Refining. Then, she took a bath and changed her clothes. She walked out of the underground palace and raised her head to see the clear autumn sky. She smiled brighter than the sun. "Fate is in my own hands!"
…
In a room with a wide field of view, Wang Pushi threw a thick stack of documents on the long mahogany table in front of Hwa Seung-zan. "What do you think?"
Hwa Seung-zan leaned against the armchair and crossed his legs on the table. With a wave of his hand, the documents flew up and lined up in the air.
Hwa Seung-zan turned his head back and forth. His eyes moved rapidly as he glanced at each piece of paper, taking in every sentence in his mind.
'I saw them pass by here … We came out together with Qingshan, but I don't know where he is … He said himself that he has a grudge against Zhuo Zhibo … Our sect master said that he must bring that child back no matter what …'
It was as if countless voices were whispering to each other in different tones. A moment later, the papers flew back to the table and neatly piled up.
Hwa Seung-zan opened his eyes. "If what He Yishi said is true!"
Wang Pushi said, "What is it?"
Hwa Seung-zan smiled. "Li Qingshan tricked Zhuo Zhibo to death, and then he killed Lao Xishan." Absolutely detailed information could be processed by a clever brain, removing the false impressions and filling in the blanks. It would never be too far away from the truth of the matter.
Wang Pushi frowned. "That's impossible. He's only a second layer Qi Practitioner. How could he kill Zhuo Zhibo and so many Black Wolf guards?"
Hwa Seung-zan said, "He's a second layer Qi Practitioner who killed a fifth layer Qi Practitioner, and he might not have done it himself. He might have lured Zhuo Zhibo to some daemon nest. You know that underground isn't safe. There are many places that even we are afraid of venturing into."
Wang Pushi nodded. Underground could be regarded as a forbidden zone for humans.
Hwa Seung-zan continued, "It might also be a trap laid down by several hundred Explosion talismans, like the Fire Lightning Bombs of the school of Mohism. As long as they choose a good location and trigger a small earthquake, killing a group of Qi Practitioners won't be too difficult. Anyway, there are just too many ways to kill them. If it weren't for Li Qingshan, do you want me to believe that Zhuo Zhibo lost his way underground?"
"Li Qingshan lured away Zhuo Zhibo and the others, but he returned safe and sound. Old Wang, if you don't consider things like cultivation, isn't the outcome very simple? Only the victor can come back alive. Of course, the loser will die somewhere unknown. "
"I also feel like Zhuo Zhibo is done for!" Wang Pushi gradually believed him. He had undergone the heavenly tribulation and reached Foundation Establishment, embarking on the path of seeking immortality and becoming an authoritative Scarlet Hawk commander. However, he had always admired Hwa Seung-zan's resourcefulness. He could not help but admit that there were indeed geniuses in the world. If it were not for that person, he probably would have broken through to Foundation Establishment a long time ago, or even surpassed him.
Hwa Seung-zan said, "Afterwards, Li Qingshan and Lao Xishan stayed together. In the end, the two of them vanished together. According to He Yishi, Li Qingshan carried an Iron Plate corpse with him. With Lao Xishan's ability as a sixth layer Qi Practitioner, he's certain to die against the Iron Plate corpse. Perhaps the kid is currently cultivating in seclusion somewhere with his spoils of battle!"
Wang Pushi said furiously, "That kid really is an ingrate. I shouldn't have let him join the Hawkwolf Guard in the first place."
Hwa Seung-zan winked at him mischievously. "Back then, you never thought he could kill Feng Zhang and actually report to Jiaping city, right?"
Wang Pushi glared at him viciously. "He's pretty lucky."
Hwa Seung-zan raised his head and looked at the ceiling. "Once or twice is luck. If he manages to escape death and defeat a powerful opponent every single time, it's not luck anymore, but strength."
Wang Pushi said, "Though, his luck has run out."
Hwa Seung-zan lowered his head and said in surprise, "What do you want to do?"
Wang Pushi said, "Hmph, obviously I want to apprehend him and bring him to justice. He's only been in the Hawkwolf Guard for a few months, and he's already plotting against two commanders. I've never seen a Black Wolf guard as bold as him. He's completely lawless."
Hwa Seung-zan said, "Look, that's just my speculation. It might not necessarily be true. Not to mention, there's no evidence, so why would he admit to it?"
Wang Pushi said, "Are we just going to let it go if he doesn't admit to it?"
Hwa Seung-zan said, "Zhuo Zhibo is looking to die. He's even willing to mobilize so many people to plot against his own subordinates, yet he's not allowed to retaliate? He's stayed in Jiaping city for far too long, and he's become far too close to the sect. It's about time for someone else to replace him. "
Wang Pushi said, "Lao Xishan was silenced by that kid, so he deserved it?"
Hwa Seung-zan curled his lip. "He probably deserved it. If he wanted to silence them, he should have silenced those disciples of mohism the most, especially that one called He Yishi. His testimony seemed like he was eager to prove that Li Qingshan was the culprit, yet he ended up saving them instead. If he had even the slightest bit of malice in his heart, he would have let them die to the Zombie Daoist's hands. Since he's already wiped the slate clean, and it can't be considered as purposeful murder, why should we act like petty people?"
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