Night without Borders

Chapter 517 The Old Monsters Are All on Tense

The miraculous medicine, a drop the size of a baby's fist, is five-colored and shimmering, with a rich and fragrant aroma that makes one feel light and agile, as if about to ascend to heaven.

Qin Ming pondered: "Is this 'extending life by half a lifetime' based on my current age, or on my potential lifespan in the future?"

He sealed the divine medicine within a spiritual crystal, where five colors flowed and blended together, like a hazy little world being constructed.

"Will I face the True Form Tribulation in the Fifth Realm?" Qin Ming began to consider the problems after breaking through to become a Grandmaster, especially since he wanted to integrate Tathagata Force, Six Imperial Force, Jade Purity Force, and so on.

If bloodshed occurs, the miraculous medicine might save lives.

Then he thought of some people around him. For example, if his grandfather were still alive, he would probably be very old and frail, and this medicine could prolong his life.

"This medicine should be fine, right?" Qin Ming held the transparent crystal, using his newly born eyes and his consciousness as bright as the sun to examine the drop of the radiant five-colored medicine.

He asked the dusty treasure, "Old Huang, can you see anything?"

After carefully sensing the surroundings, Huang Luogai San replied, "I can't see anything unusual; it should be a life-extending medicine."

Qin Ming had several bracelets wrapped around his wrist, all spoils from other grandmasters. He couldn't hide his joy as he rubbed them between his fingers and began to count his spoils.

The most numerous items were healing medicines, green liquids in various bottles and jars, powders emitting golden light... all of which were carried by grandmasters during their adventures, nothing ordinary.

"Good stuff, this bottle of silver liquid can instantly restore depleted spirit to its strongest state."

"This jar of purple liquid is extracted from rare minerals. It can quickly heal and improve a body that has been torn to pieces."

Qin Ming checked each item one by one, his smile growing wider and wider.

In addition, there are extraordinary techniques and profound scriptures that grandmasters carry with them; none of these are simple items.

"If we go to that world again, and the timing is right, we can pass it on to Sanhua, Heibai, and Lihua."

Among the rare treasures, the Golden Horned Insect's weapon is the most eye-catching: a sharp cone-shaped tool and two blades, both short and made of a small amount of material, but they are made of rare gold with natural textures and a hazy purple aura, making them priceless.

At that time, Qin Ming was nearly severed from the neck.

He possessed a pure white, exotic gold sword, a gold ring he had obtained in the Gods' Devastation Plains, and the purple exotic gold before him, which meant he had indeed accumulated a number of treasure-level materials.

"Unfortunately, the quantity is still a bit small. We'll continue to accumulate it, and later melt it all down and mix it together to forge a handy longsword or immortal sword."

His current mutton fat jade iron knife is not enough. Every master-level opponent he encounters has good materials. After just one battle, the knife has developed many cracks again.

Fortunately, mutton fat jade is quite miraculous; if left for a period of time or nourished by sunlight, it can heal itself.

"No rush. We still have the Divine Measuring Ruler that Helian Zhaoyu offered as tribute, and Old Huang might even reach the Grandmaster level before me."

Qin Ming's biggest gain from this trip was naturally divine food, which he acquired in large quantities from his many storage bracelets.

On the glowing red sea, as it sailed toward its final destination, the old sheep picked and chose, taking only a portion of the divine food to try, and giving the rest to Qin Ming.

After all, Old Sheep was once a true god of the seventh realm. He was able to reach that level without changing his life form, so his talent was naturally terrifyingly high.

The so-called "divine food to replenish one's innate talent" can elevate a person's aptitude to the level of a supreme master, but it is of no use to Lao Yang.

At that time, Old Sheep was not in a good state and was afraid that Qin Ming, being young and impetuous, would strike first. So he gave away most of the divine food, which could be regarded as taking the initiative to ease the relationship.

In fact, Qin Ming was extremely worried during the last leg of the journey. It was a situation where both sides were afraid of each other, and both were extremely tense and wary of each other.

Each black wheat grain was plump and translucent, like a piece of black jade, and had a rich aroma. Qin Ming ate some raw that day and found it delicious, leaving a pleasant aftertaste.

However, just as he expected, it did not help him at all.

Undoubtedly, his own talents are extraordinary.

Five days later, Qin Ming estimated that the turmoil in that chaotic area should have subsided, and he quietly stepped into the other world again through the Ancient Mist Gate.

"Hiss, a corrupt god has been resurrected, willing to decay and perish permanently to make a move?" Qin Ming was deeply surprised; this matter had blown up!

Some people saw the old sheep gradually regain its youth from its frail state, emitting a large amount of light and shadow, causing a huge sensation. Many people said that he had obtained a magic medicine, reversed time, and had been completely reborn.

Now, some seventh-realm creatures can't resist anymore and are searching for him, wanting to use him to refine medicine, while some old monsters even want to devour him directly.

Qin Ming had no choice but to retreat, fearing he might encounter a dying deity wandering the entire area.

"Come back in a month; the rainy season should still be going on then." He decisively ran away.

Before returning to Shuangshu Village, Qin Ming took a long detour after leaving Jinrui City, arriving at the border area between Darui and Kunling. There was a Black Dragon Pool there, gloomy and chilling, where he had once fished up a master of the Silk Calligraphy.

In the darkness, he used this place as the center and continued to explore forward, digging along the area where the beam of light that had reached the sky disappeared, as he remembered it from before.

However, he searched this area for three days and three nights but still could not find the body of that patriarch.

Several years ago, before that patriarch had completely died, he prepared to bury himself.

Qin Ming had received the blessing of this ancestor at the temple and had seen the revised silk calligraphy.

He's now searching with a try-and-see attitude, since he possesses a longevity-extending elixir, and giving away a small portion might save the other person's life.

"I was overthinking it. He has probably already completely transformed into Daoist essence and dissolved into the world. After all, the strong in this era are all seriously ill and dare not easily emerge into the world. Moreover, the ancestor, whose body and spirit were already full of cracks back then, has ushered in an era of great upheaval in Daoist essence. There is no possibility of him surviving."

Qin Ming lingered in the night for a long time before finally walking away.

He rode the wind, occasionally appearing to traverse the night fog, and returned to Shuangshu Village that same day.

"Uncle." Wen Rui was very determined, spending most of his time cultivating under the black and white twin trees every day. He spotted the familiar figure walking from outside the village at a glance.

The red squirrel that had grown up with him was also practicing its boxing under the tree, its three heads baring their big teeth, and it called out, "Uncle Qin!"

It had put aside its former pride and resentment, and was extremely affectionate when it saw Qin Ming return, because Uncle Qin was really willing to give it a miraculous skill manual.

Then, the Thunder King Bird and the Whispering Sparrow also flew back from Black and White Mountain. Wen Hui, along with Liu Tianshen's four-year-old son, Liu Bai, also came over.

Qin Ming first gave them some pointers, then took out the divine grain that gleamed with a dark light, and treated them all the same, crushing it on the spot and making it into flatbreads and other things, so that they could try eating it.

"I feel a warm current in my body!" Wenrui exclaimed in surprise.

Their reactions varied. Four-year-old Liu Bai, though still a bit confused and with untapped potential, had little effect on the black wheat.

Qin Ming's expression changed. As expected of a son of a god, his talent is undeniable!
"These are for you, Wenrui. Remember to eat them every day." He left behind a lot of divine food.

At the village entrance, a black and white bear wearing a straw hat peeked out cautiously, looking somewhat uneasy. Finally, it shrunk to a foot tall and rolled directly across the ground.

It was clearly afraid of scaring Liu Bai, so it tried to act as cute and innocent as possible.

"Is the food you're feeding the divine child reliable?" it asked carefully, worried that there might be a problem.

Soon, the black and white bear was dumbfounded. They had prepared green bamboo rice and golden grains, but they found that they were no match for this crystal-clear black wheat.

It exclaimed, "This is a miraculous food for strengthening the body and nourishing the vital energy. It's a supplement without any side effects. What a wonderful thing!"

The black and white bears' gaze towards Qin Ming changed. The item this young man casually took out was of a higher grade than the crops they had cultivated in the forbidden land.

“This is my disciple,” Qin Ming said, pointing to Wen Rui.

He secretly communicated with the Grandmaster-level black and white bear, hoping to exchange some precious medicines in the mountains that could alter one's innate talent and constitution. Seeing Qin Ming casually give divine food to Wen Rui, Liu Bai, and the others, the black and white bear nodded and said, "Alright, you're thoughtful."

The next day, Meng Xinghai arrived, full of energy. He had almost died last time, but he had turned misfortune into blessing. The divine roots of the three-eyed old man had been cut into ginseng slices and became his great tonic.

Meng Xinghai said, "You've been gone for so many days, traveling alone to a foreign land. I'm really worried about you."

Qin Ming smiled and said, "Everything went smoothly. Uncle Meng, I brought back some local specialties for you. You can take them back to your two children to help them get better."

"Divine food? Underground ocean..." Meng Xinghai was as if he had heard a book from heaven, and he could not calm down for a long time. Especially after learning about Qin Ming's realm, his expression became even more complicated. This nephew would surpass him in no time.

"As far as the path of rebirth is concerned, your cultivation speed is truly terrifying, unprecedented, surpassing all previous patriarchs, and you are about to become a grandmaster in your twenties!"

Looking across the world, how many people can match this achievement?

As everyone knows, the path to becoming a new person is not easy and requires enduring many years, but Qin Ming has progressed faster than many top talents on the Immortal Path and the Secret Path.

Meng Xinghai knew very well that, given Qin Ming's growth rate, he would inevitably become a true fifth-realm grandmaster in a few years.

If word gets out, it will definitely cause a huge sensation, mainly because he is so young, it's hard to believe!
Meng Xinghai recounted some recent events, saying, "The competition for the highest inheritance in the heavens has indeed caused quite a stir. Many young people have gone to challenge it. On the ground, there is a prodigy named Wei Shouzhen who has performed amazingly and has passed the preliminary selection with great force. He can stand shoulder to shoulder with the core disciples of Yujing."

When Qin Ming heard that Wei Shouzhen came from the demon realm, he had some doubts. Could he be the real master behind the Heart Monkey that even he was somewhat wary of?

At the same time, Qin Ming also learned the name of the third core saint of Yujing—Wendao.

"An exceptionally powerful figure jointly selected by all the old mountain strongholds in the heavens."

When Qin Ming heard this evaluation, he really wanted to assess just how capable this person was.

Meng Xinghai warned, "Little Qin, if you encounter her again in the future, you must not be careless. For example, the Celestial Immortal you defeated on the sword-fighting stage was not in her complete form. Now that she has merged with the Celestial God, she is named Yun Jianyue and has firmly established herself as the number one disciple. She is unfathomable."

Qin Ming nodded; he already knew all this.

"Besides Wei Shouzhen, Xie Xiyan, who could stand shoulder to shoulder with the core saints of Yujing, was also suspected that he might also come from the ground."

Meng Xinghai explained that this is precisely why people in the heavens have recently become more interested in the earth and are studying various traditions in the "lower realm".

Among them, Qin Ming's silk calligraphy is one of the most popular scriptures on the ground.

"Won't I be targeted by some old monsters again?" Qin Ming frowned.

Meng Xinghai laughed and said, "It is said that it is because the sage's disciple, Li Wanfa, is very strong and has a high level of cultivation, and is qualified to stand in the same row as Wen Dao, Wei Shouzhen and others."

"That's good." Qin Ming nodded, as long as they don't come looking for him.

"Although no one is keeping a close eye on you, it is mentioned from time to time."

The main problem is that everyone was misled into thinking that Qin Ming was in the third realm and that it would take at least three or four years to reach perfection and break through to the fourth realm, otherwise it would definitely become a hot topic.

"By the way, soon there might be a young team from the heavens coming to the ground to visit the various ancestral temples and exchange ideas. Do you plan to meet them?" Meng Xinghai asked.

Qin Ming shook his head. He would rather spend this time in the foreign land to sever his sins and refine medicine, and break through the barrier as soon as possible.

He casually asked, "Aren't they supposed to be all high and mighty? Why are they so concerned about the ground?"

Meng Xinghai said, "Xie Xiyan and Wei Shouzhen have achieved amazing results in the heavens, which has made the heavenly people pay more attention to certain traditions on earth. At that time, they may exchange scriptures."

Qin Ming did become somewhat interested. If those people brought the original texts, and he were present and could secretly resonate with them, it would be like entering an unguarded library.

He shook his head inwardly; that seemed unlikely.

"When will it start?" Qin Ming asked.

"I estimate it will take them one or two months to reach Yezhou. They will first go to places like Taixu Holy City and the Heavenly God Dojo in the Northern Wilderness, since those places are too famous."

A few days later, Qin Ming received some letters inviting him to travel together. The first stop was Poseidon Island in the Western Sea, where he could travel far with the people of the heavens.

Qin Ming declined.

In addition, he received other letters, indicating that some Daoist sects in the Nine Heavens wanted to win him over, having taken a liking to his talents.

"In the heavens, a powerful sect related to sword cultivation has extended an olive branch to me, believing that my foundation in Chaos Force is solid enough to allow me to practice swordsmanship?"

Qin Ming was very surprised; this was quite sudden.

"What's going on?" Qin Ming asked, puzzled. In this letter, the people from the Sword Cultivation Ancestral Court had mentioned "one sword that pierced through thirty-six heavens," who was also a powerful body cultivator.

The letter praised Qin Ming's body-refining techniques as amazing, suggesting he could potentially become a figure like "One Sword".

Why offer him empty promises? He was baffled.

The key point is that he himself is a master swordsman; why would he need to imitate anyone else?
In fact, the various anomalies, such as the study of earthly traditions in the heavens and the absorption of extraordinary talents, are all related to some recent unusual events.

"The list of successful candidates has moved and is shining from time to time. Is this a sign of a full recovery?" Some people in the sky frowned, feeling uneasy.

Most of the time, the new rankings involve friendly internal exchanges and competitions.

The Golden List has a completely different meaning. To leave one's name on it, one needs to be enterprising, engage in sword fights with the supreme civilizations outside of Yujing, and carry out large-scale attacks.

Therefore, when some old guys learned that the Golden List was about to be revived, they all felt their scalps tingle.

"Are you crazy? In this era of great upheaval in the Dao, we might die just by going out. Are you trying to fight other supreme civilizations at this time? Are you planning to send us all to our deaths?"

Some old monsters felt intensely uneasy, which is why various arrangements and unusual movements took place in the sky, such as tourist groups going to the ground to excavate mysterious heritages and search for certain lost special weapons.

Qin Ming put down the letter and said, "There's no sincerity involved. You want me to become someone like 'One Sword'? Why didn't you send me two scriptures first? Forget it."

In comparison, Heavenly Venerable Lu Heng was more considerate. Although it wasn't a letter written in his own hand, others followed his instructions and copied a few pages of the "Ultimate Golden Body Scripture".

"Let me try practicing and see how many layers of spiritual radiance can appear?" Qin Ming's expression changed.

The Celestial Venerable is one of the strongest body refiners among the immortals. His golden body has undergone nine transformations, forming nine layers of spiritual radiance, which can be considered the ultimate achievement.

However, when Qin Ming was in the sky, he transformed into Taiyi and also showed some signs of power, with his body shrouded in ten layers of light.

Qin Ming shook his head and said, "I have completed the Tenth Stage of the Golden Body and possess the complete 'Ultimate Golden Body Scripture.' These conditions in the letter are not attractive to me."

In fact, recently some members of the Lu family have been talking about Qin Ming, with some expressing a desire to accept him into the Heavenly Palace and even wanting to find him a son-in-law.

However, some direct descendants of the Lu family shook their heads, believing that to see a person's potential, one only needs to focus on the competition for the highest inheritance in Yujing. Even if they cannot recruit people like Xie Xiyan and Wei Shouzhen, it would be enough to attract other outstanding individuals who dare to take on the challenge.

"Jingli, what do you mean?" an elder from the Lu family asked.

Lu Jingli said, "I don't care. I believe the family can select a better one. I will follow their arrangements."

The third letter came from Bai Meng, who warmly invited: "Brother Ming, come to Taixu! You must attend this exchange meeting. I have a surprise for you. We not only have the Creation Pool, but also other things!"

Qin Ming thought that Bai Meng must have been threatened and intimidated by Tang Yushang, and probably wrote this letter after being beaten up.
As the Golden List gradually recovers, the group of old monsters in the sky become tense, and they make more and more moves and arrangements.

Time flies, and a month has passed in the blink of an eye. It is already autumn in Yezhou, and the mountains and fields are filled with the fragrance of fruit. It is a season of harvest.

Qin Ming set off, once again traversing the ancient mist gate and entering another world. His harvest season had arrived. Regardless of whether the outside world was undergoing dramatic changes, he only needed to focus on improving himself.

(End of this chapter)