The City of Sunset covered an area of 50,000 square kilometers. It was a vast, scenic, and rich in spiritual stone mines. It was a medium-sized city in the Zhou Dynasty.
Because the sunset here was so beautiful, it was named the City of Sunset.
At this moment, the sun was setting. The sky was dyed a fiery red, as beautiful as a dream.
In a restaurant that was packed with people.
Near the window, a young man in a robe as white as snow was drinking alone. As he watched the beautiful sunset, he tasted the wine in his glass.
It was Ling Xian.
Originally, he planned on heading straight to the Wan Jian House. However, when he arrived at the Vast Mountains' transportation array, he realized that he had no idea which one would lead him to the Wan Jian House. Therefore, he randomly picked one and came here.
After a while, he finally found out which faction the City of Sunset belonged to, and how far it was from the Wan Jian House.
The result made him smile bitterly.
The Wan Jian House was located in the northernmost part of Yunzhou, known as the Wan Jian House of the North. The Zhou Dynasty, on the other hand, was located in the southernmost part of Yunzhou, known as the Zhou Dynasty of the South.
Ling Xian didn't know what to say. He originally thought he could get to the Wan Jian House immediately, but he didn't expect that he would have to travel further and further. Now, with the speed of a foundational cultivator, he would never be able to reach the Wan Jian House. He would have to use the spatial portal.
However, the portal to the Wan Jian House was only available in the capital of the Zhou Dynasty. In other words, Ling Xian would have to travel day and night to get to the capital.
"Whatever. I'll rest here for a bit, then head to the capital. I'll treat it as a sightseeing trip." Ling Xian took a sip of the wine in his glass and stared out the window. The red sun was setting, dying the sky a pale red. It was picturesque and picturesque.
While he was admiring the beautiful scenery, he did not notice that a skinny man with a wretched appearance was looking at him. His cunning eyes shone with malicious intent.
This man was a member of the Sunset City's bandit group, specializing in robbery and theft. He had been paying attention to Ling Xian for a long time. Based on his experience, he could tell that Ling Xian was an outsider, and an outsider with a low level of cultivation.
With his cultivation level, of course he could not feel the hidden power of Ling Xian. Plus, he was too young. Therefore, he naturally thought of Ling Xian as a young cultivator with a low cultivation level.
An outsider with a low cultivation base, in other words, a fat sheep.
That was the target of his robbery.
"Hehe, not bad. It seems like my luck is pretty good today. I met a fat sheep while drinking." The skinny man chuckled and drained the wine in his cup. Then, he walked towards Ling Xian.
"Little brother, can I borrow something?"
Ling Xian frowned and glared at the man, "Borrow what?"
"The thing hanging around your waist." The wretched man pointed at the storage pouch on his waist. His eyes flashed with greed.
"If you want to rob me, then just say it. Why beat around the bush?" Ling Xian looked at the man playfully. This was the first time someone dared to rob him.
"Since you are so straightforward, then I won't waste any more time. Hand over your storage pouch, or else I guarantee you will die a horrible death." The skinny man smiled darkly.
Ling Xian had been transported here by the Teleportation Array, and he had been frustrated that he had nowhere to vent his anger. Now that this man dared to threaten him, he found an outlet to vent his anger. Raising an eyebrow, he uttered out one word.
"Get out."
Hearing this, the man's face darkened. A wave of ninth level Qi poured out of him, startling the entire restaurant. Instantly, everyone's gaze fell on him, followed by sounds of pity and schadenfreude.
"Ah, this young man is so pitiful. He provoked the vice leader of the bandit group, He Ying. He is a ninth level Qi cultivator. In the entire Sunset City, he is considered a master."
"Hehe, He Ying specifically targets outsiders with low levels of Qi. It seems like this young man is a fat sheep."
"He Ying looks angry. This young man is going to be in big trouble. He might even lose his life."
Listening to the chatter around him, He Ying said proudly, "Young man, I will give you one more chance. Hand over your storage pouch, or else I will make you bleed."
"A ninth level Qi cultivator dares to be so arrogant? Looks like the security in the Sunset City isn't that good." Ling Xian's eyes turned cold as anger burned inside him. Not only did this person target him, but he also threatened him time and time again. This made the anger he had been suppressing reach its peak.
He needed to vent.
"Young man, looks like you don't want to hand over your storage pouch. If that's the case, then leave your life behind." He Ying sneered. His skinny hand whizzed through the air, aiming for Ling Xian's throat.
Whoosh!
His hand swept across the sky like a dragon's claw. His speed was shocking, and his strength was ferocious!
If this was a normal Qi cultivator, they would have died under this attack. But to Ling Xian, a mere ninth level Qi cultivator's attack was nothing.
It was too weak to even scratch an itch for him.
"Hmmph!"
Ling Xian sneered. He did not retaliate, nor did he summon his Qi. But this one sound was enough to send an invisible force through the air. Like a hammer, it smashed into the man's soul.
"Ahhhhhh!"
The man's body trembled. Blood flowed out of his orifices. He squatted on the ground, clutching his head. The heart-wrenching screams were enough to show how much pain he was suffering.
Even the onlookers felt a tightness in their chests. If it weren't for the fact that Ling Xian's attack wasn't targeted at anyone, this attack would've made everyone in the restaurant puke blood and turn them into idiots!
This was the power of an attack on the soul!
In the world of cultivation, there were three paths: essence, Qi, and Soul. Essence referred to the physical body, Qi referred to spiritual energy, and Soul referred to the soul.
Instead of targeting the physical body, he directly attacked the opponent's soul. If the opponent's soul was weaker than his own, then he could easily destroy the opponent's soul. Even if he couldn't destroy the opponent's soul, he could inflict severe pain on the opponent's soul and cause irreversible damage.
In a real battle, even if the opponent was distracted for a second, it could change the entire situation. It was a very powerful ability!
It was a pity that the Spirit Power could only be used as a Magic Art when one reached the Level Eight Realm. In addition, the Way of Qi was flourishing, but the Way of Spirit and the Way of Spirit were declining. The former was because the treasures of heaven and earth that could strengthen the body had long been extinct, while the latter was because there were too many magic treasures in the world that could defend the Spirit. Therefore, most practitioners would only focus on the Way of Qi, and no one cared about the Way of Spirit.
Only alchemists who needed to train their Qi Path and the Soul Path.
Without a doubt, Ling Xian was one of those cultivators. His Qi Path had broken through to the Eighth Realm a long time ago. It was just that he had been neglecting it and never revealed it.
Today, when the man challenged him, Ling Xian was too lazy to fight back. Therefore, he displayed his Qi Path. The result was obvious.
After one hit, the man bled out of his orifices. He was in so much pain that he wished he was dead!
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