All-class Gu Immortal

Chapter 191 The Witch God Cult Attacks! Wanqi Zongyuan's Terrifying Strength! (Two chapters combined, bonus chapter for the Silver Alliance)

Zhou Qing returned to his tent and released an unconscious young man from his storage space.

This person is named Shangguan Yan, and is the disciple of the Mad Lion Elder.

Inside the Heavenly Fire Hall, the Mad Lion Elder dug out the heart of another disciple and offered it to the Spirit Seed.

Originally, they planned to offer Shangguan Yan's heart to the spirit seed as well, but Zhou Qing temporarily controlled Shangguan Yan's body by splitting his soul and attaching his thoughts to it.

However, at that time, Shangguan Yan was severely injured by Han Qingqing and Lu Yan working together; otherwise, he would not have been able to control a Bone Refining Realm martial artist with just a wisp of his soul.

Zhou Qing sensed that the Mad Lion Elder had some ulterior motive, which is why he suddenly intervened to stop him.

Then the spirit seed exploded and split into seven.

The Mad Lion Elder ran out of the Heavenly Fire Palace, chasing after the other three fragments of the Spirit Seed.

After Zhou Qing brought Shangguan Yan back, he remained unconscious. It seemed that his injuries alone could not keep him in a deep sleep indefinitely.

Moreover, his injuries were not yet beyond saving.

However, since this person was a disciple of the Mad Lion Elder, and was willing to sacrifice his heart to die, he must have known something about the Mad Lion Elder's situation.

Although Zhou Qing didn't intend to find the Mad Lion Elder, it would be easier to find him if Shangguan Yan was involved.

For Zhou Qing, obtaining even one fragment of a spirit seed had already caused him so much trouble that he had no intention of competing for the remaining fragments.

If we hand Shangguan Yan over, it should save us some trouble.

He could leave the Witch God Cult since he couldn't deal with them, but the trouble would fall on the Han family.

Although the relationship between the Su family and Fulong Temple means that the Witch God Sect might not necessarily take action against the Han family, nothing is absolute.

If he could have a few years of buffer time, Zhou Qing would make these people pay tenfold!
"Still not awake?" Zhou Qing injected Qingmu True Essence into Shangguan Yan's body to check his physical condition.

Zhou Qing had already given him healing pills, and with the protection of the Azure Wood True Essence, his injuries had stabilized and showed no signs of worsening, but he still wouldn't wake up.

It seems the only option is to hand the person over and let others worry about it.

Zhou Qing put Shangguan Yan back into his storage space.

Immediately afterwards, he took out the Heavenly Fire Centipede Egg from his Yuanqiao. In just a few days, the aura of the Heavenly Fire Centipede Egg became stronger again.

Zhou Qing took out a fiery red, round inner core from his storage space, and the temperature of the entire tent immediately rose sharply.

This inner core is the very inner core of that second-tier Heavenly Fire Leopard.

At this moment, a force of resistance rose within the inner core, and Zhou Qing felt the inner core in his hand becoming increasingly scorching hot, soon reaching his limit.

Kaka!

Zhou Qing released his ice-attribute true essence, using the icy chill of the Ice Soul to freeze the Heavenly Fire Leopard's inner core.

"Mysterious Spider, do you think we can use this inner core to refine the Yuan Soul Golden Liquid? In that case, we should be able to maximize the power within the inner core, helping the Crimson Flame absorb it and hatch sooner."

Zhou Qing silently communicated with the Mystic Spider.

He had already tried fusing the Heavenly Fire Centipede egg with the Spirit Seed fragment, and then sending the Heavenly Fire Leopard's inner core, but there was no reaction.

Since Zhou Qing had already given the spirit seed fragment to Chi Yan, he didn't mind giving a little more to maximize Chi Yan's potential.

"It should be possible. This Heavenly Fire Leopard's inner core is enough to open the furnace several times. With your alchemy skills, you should be able to succeed once," Xuanzhu gave an affirmative answer.

"The Heavenly Fire Leopard is an essential beast for cultivating the Eight Heavenly Fire Techniques. If the Heavenly Fire Centipede Egg can absorb the pure fire-attribute bloodline power from its inner core, it might awaken the Heavenly Fire Leopard's bloodline supernatural power. In terms of power alone, it won't be weaker than the Ice Fiend Gu you currently possess."

"A double whammy of ice and fire?" Zhou Qing smiled.

If Crimson Flame could awaken the Heavenly Fire Leopard's abilities, coupled with the Heavenly Fire Essence within the Spirit Seed fragment, its power would be quite astonishing.

When facing an enemy, one must first endure the extreme cold of the Ice Fiend Gu, and then the extreme heat of the Heavenly Fire Centipede. Most people probably couldn't withstand that.

"In that case, let's begin now." Zhou Qing immediately decided to start refining pills.

there is always a solution to a problem.

Instead of worrying, focus on doing your job well.

Zhou Qing took out the alchemy furnace, lit the beast-gold charcoal, and began to warm the furnace.

A moment later, once all the medicinal herbs were ready, he placed the inner core into the alchemy furnace and first suppressed the residual Heavenly Fire Leopard consciousness within it.

Two days passed quietly.

Zhou Qing successfully refined two portions of Yuanhun Golden Liquid using the inner core of the Heavenly Fire Leopard.

Before he could let the Heavenly Fire Centipede Egg absorb the Yuan Soul Golden Liquid, Han Wending informed him to prepare to return to Nanli County City.

That night, Han Wending secretly left the camp with Zhou Qing, Han Qingqing, and Lu Yan.

At dawn, just as the four were about to leave the Qilian Mountains, Han Wending stopped in his tracks.

Two women dressed in colorful feathered robes appeared in the mountains ahead. One was a beautiful young girl of about sixteen, with a veil covering her face, and the other was a middle-aged beauty over forty, still charming.

"People from the Witch God Cult!" Han Wending shielded the three of them behind him.

"I am Li Shuang, a protector of the Holy Sect. I greet you, Commandant." The beautiful woman in the middle stepped forward, bowed to Han Wending, and then pointed to the girl beside her.

"This is the Holy Maiden of our Holy Church."

"Greetings, Commandant Han." The young woman bowed respectfully.

"I have never had any dealings with the Witch God Cult. What brings you two here?" Han Wending frowned and looked around warily.

The two people in front of him were both at the Qi and Blood Smoke Realm. Although the Witch God Sect's techniques were strange, he was confident that he could fight both of them without any problem. However, since the Witch God Sect had learned of his whereabouts, they would not only send the Holy Maiden and the Dharma Protector.

"Is Commandant Han looking for me?" A gentle voice rang in Han Wending's ears, and he immediately felt the hairs on his body stand on end. He slammed his palm to the side with all his might.

"Oh!"

A muffled explosion rang out in the air, and a middle-aged man dressed in a black robe was sent flying backward.

His body shot out like a cannonball, crashing into a large tree that was as thick as two people could hug.

However, Han Wending, who had hit the target with a single blow, did not show any joy; his expression was quite unpleasant.

Bang!
The middle-aged man in black robes exploded upon impact with the tree, transforming into a black, foul-smelling gust of wind that reformed in front of Han Wending.

"Phantom Divine Skill?!" Han Wending's tone turned serious, and his voice became somewhat hoarse.

"Commander Han certainly has a good eye! However, before I could even speak, Commander Han made his move. This is probably not the way the Han family should treat its guests, is it?" The middle-aged man's eyes sharpened.

Crack, crackle!

Han Wending's body was taut like a cheetah, poised to strike, his power surging forth with a popping sound like popping beans.

"Is Commandant Han really going to make a move?" The middle-aged man glanced at Han Qingqing and Lu Yan behind Han Wending, and finally his gaze settled on Zhou Qing.

Han Wending noticed his gaze, and the surging energy slowly receded back into his body.

"That's right." The middle-aged man smiled faintly and looked at Zhou Qing behind Han Wending. "I am Feng Xingyun, the Vice Leader of the Holy Sect. It's a pleasure to meet you. I hope we can get along well in the future."

"What do you mean by this?!" Han Wending's expression changed slightly. "Naturally, I'm inviting Brother Zhou to join my Holy Sect." Feng Xingyun said matter-of-factly, "The Sect Leader appreciates you highly, and in order to let Brother Zhou feel the sincerity of the Holy Sect, he specially ordered me to come."

Zhou Qing walked to Han Wending's side and asked, "What if I refuse?"

“If you don’t treat us as your own people, then you’ll treat us as your enemies.” Feng Xingyun’s smile remained, but his tone was full of threat.

"What you really want are fragments of the spirit seed. Although I can't give you the ones I have, I have a way to help you find the Mad Lion Elder. He should have the remaining three fragments of the spirit seed," Zhou Qing said in a deep voice.

"Oh? What method?" Feng Xingyun asked with great interest.

"Shangguan Yan, the disciple of the Mad Lion Elder, is in my hands. He should know where the Mad Lion Elder is, and..." Zhou Qing told Feng Xingyun some details about what happened in the Heavenly Fire Palace.

“I know all of this, because I killed Fang Lian with my own hands.”

Feng Xingyun said calmly.

"In that case, how about I hand Shangguan Yan over to you?" Zhou Qing asked.

“You may have misunderstood something. Do you think we came to you just for the spirit seed fragment?” Feng Xingyun laughed.

"What do you mean by that?" Zhou Qing's heart skipped a beat.

"Mu Renjie disappeared because you killed him, didn't you?" Feng Xingyun suddenly asked.

"What? Mu Renjie is dead?!" Zhou Qing exclaimed in shock.

"No need to pretend anymore. The Wood Spirit Corpse should also be in your hands. Am I right?" Feng Xingyun's smile carried a hint of coldness.

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Zhou Qing naturally wouldn't admit it. The other party had no evidence, and most likely suspected him through clues, so they were trying to trick him.

“You don’t need to understand. We’re taking Shangguan Yan away, and you’re going to be taken away too!” Feng Xingyun’s tone turned serious.

"Feng Xingyun, you'd better not push your luck!" Han Wending unleashed a powerful aura.

"Oh? What if I go too far?" Feng Xingyun's eyes turned cold.

boom!
Two powerful forces collided in the air.

Han Wending's blood and qi were boiling intensely. Thick blood and qi gushed out from his skin and pores, eventually turning into blood-red smoke that rose into the sky and gathered above his head, forming a long blood-red dragon.

A terrifying aura spread outwards from Han Wending and Feng Xingyun. Zhou Qing subconsciously condensed a thin veil of qi and blood to resist this aura, and his body retreated uncontrollably.

"This is the Realm of the Dragon of Blood and Qi?!"

Zhou Qing was greatly shocked. He hadn't expected the gap to be so large. Even before the two had made a move, he felt suffocated by their aura alone.

"You've broken through?!" Han Wending was shocked to see that Feng Xingyun had fought him to a standstill without releasing his blood energy.

"Do you still want to perish together with me?" Feng Xingyun asked.

"The difference between seven blood transfusions and eight blood transfusions isn't that big!" Han Wending shouted, as a powerful surge of true essence gathered on his body, forming armor that resembled a tangible substance.

"Hmph!" Feng Xingyun snorted coldly, his figure appearing above Han Wending's head like a ghost.

Bang!
With a loud bang, Han Wending shattered Feng Xingyun's body with a single palm strike. However, the next moment, Feng Xingyun's body turned into black smoke, reformed, and split into two, becoming two people who attacked Han Wending once again.

Bang!Bang!
Han Wending unleashed both palms simultaneously, blasting Feng Xingyun apart once again.

This time, he turned into four people, attacking Feng Xingyun simultaneously from four directions.

boom!
In just a few breaths, the two exchanged more than a dozen blows.

“Each one looks like a physical entity? How is that possible?” Zhou Qing couldn’t find any flaws in Feng Xingyun’s abilities, whether by sight or mental perception.

"Oh!"

Han Wending made a mistake and was struck in the chest by Feng Xingyun's palm. His true essence armor shattered, and a clear palm print appeared on his black scale armor.

After landing a successful blow, Feng Xingyun did not press his advantage. Instead, he looked at Zhou Qing and said, "Either die or join my Holy Sect! You have no choice!"

Zhou Qing did not respond; his body was filled with chilling energy, and he had no choice but to fight!

"Nephew, I'm entrusting Qingqing and Lu Yan to you." Han Wending suddenly spoke, his aura rising rapidly.

"Are you really going to fight me to the death for this kid?!" Feng Xingyun frowned slightly as he sensed the change in Han Wending's body.

"Fine, since you're courting death, I'll grant your wish!"

Feng Xingyun sneered, and his gaze toward Zhou Qing turned cold and sharp.

"Boy, no one can save you today!"

"That's not necessarily true," a calm voice suddenly rang out in the room.

"Who goes there?" Feng Xingyun's expression changed as he looked around.

"A cowardly rat? Only daring to hide and show its tail?"

Feng Xingyun snorted coldly.

Click, click, click!
As soon as he finished speaking, he discovered that his body was covered with a layer of white frost.

"Ok?"

Feng Xingyun immediately used his Phantom Divine Skill, his body disintegrating into a cloud of black smoke. However, when the black smoke reassembled, the four figures merged into one, and most of his body was frozen.

"Who are you? How dare you attack me! I am from the Holy Church!"

Click, click, click!
Before Feng Xingyun could finish speaking, he was frozen solid.

Everyone in the field was shocked.

An elderly man with white hair and beard appeared beside Feng Xingyun; he was none other than Wan Qizongyuan, the patriarch of the Ice Spirit Clan.

"Others may fear the Witch God Cult, but I am not."

"Greetings, senior. May I ask who you are?" Seeing that the mysterious old man had subdued Feng Xingyun in a single move, Han Wending immediately stepped forward, bowed, and asked cautiously.

Wanqi Zongyuan ignored Han Wending and turned his gaze to the Holy Maiden of the Witch God Sect and Li Shuang.

“I don’t like what this person says, but considering it’s his first offense, I’ll spare his life and let him reflect on his actions for three days. After three days, the ice will melt away.”

Of course, you can also try to break the ice and rescue him, or... send Lan Canghai to Ice Cloud Mountain Stronghold to find me."

Wanqi Zongyuan spoke calmly.

"So it's Senior Wanqi Zongyuan, this junior dares not accept such praise." Li Shuang bowed her head deeply, and the Holy Maiden beside her also bowed deeply.

At this moment, Wanqi Zongyuan looked at Zhou Qing beside him.

"Kid, if you want to get stronger, martial arts are too slow. Not every time you encounter danger, someone will come to your rescue."

Wanqi Zongyuan extended his hand to Zhou Qing.

"Come with me, the Ice Spirit Clan is your true home."

(End of this chapter)