Immortal Cultivation and Life-Saving Guide

Chapter 192 Conflict
"Qingcheng Sect's Wei Xi has broken through to the lower level of Qi Refining and received a hidden reward. Please claim it!"

Wei Xiben was already exhausted and collapsed beside the pillar. When he heard the prompt from the arena, he came back to life. He endured the pain and stuffed the light green medicine bottle in front of him into his Qiankun bag.

"Wei Xi!" Qin Feng ran over in a hurry, looking at the wounds of varying sizes on Wei Xi's body with heartache. He gritted his teeth, suppressed the anger in his heart, and began to take out medicine.

Wei Xi put his hand on Qin Feng's wrist and shook his head weakly.

"Don't give her the medicine yet!" Feng Xiaotian, who was dragged to the ring by Lian Gou's sleeve, immediately understood. "She has just broken through and needs to complete the circulation of her spiritual energy. Using medicine to calm her qi and blood now will not help her stabilize her state!"

Wei Xi was indeed sorting out the spiritual power in her body. It was a blessing in disguise. Many of the blocked areas in her bones were now unblocked, making all the suffering she had endured worthwhile.

"You can't just hold on like that!" Lian Gouqie said with a look of pity on his face, "You've lost so much blood, your bones are sticking out!"

"These injuries are serious, but I'm here and will not endanger Fellow Daoist Wei's life!" Feng Xiaotian said firmly, "This is truly a rare opportunity. If anything happens to Fellow Daoist Wei, I'll be beheaded!"

"Wait for me," Wei Xi squeezed out a few scattered words from between his teeth, "It will be done soon!"

Wei Xi insisted, and the remaining two had no choice but to obey her wishes no matter how anxious they were.

"Brother Feng, please keep an eye on her injury!" After saying that, Lian Gouqie asked Qin Feng to prepare a stretcher, wanting to carry the injured person off the ring.

The two of them tried to move as lightly as possible, while Wei Xi concentrated on organizing his spiritual power.

The monks from Huaixin Sect also came over. The long-faced Dan cultivator who was in the lead looked at Wei Xi lying on the stretcher in horror, as if he had seen some jackal, wolf, tiger or leopard.

The few of them didn't bother to argue with the Huaixin faction members and carried Wei Xi towards the coast.

As soon as we got to the shore, we were blocked by two groups of people.

On one side are disciples of the Qingcheng Sect in gray Taoist robes, and on the other side are disciples of the Huaixin Sect in blue Taoist robes.

"What happened to Junior Sister Wei?" "Wei Xi is amazing!"

The disciples of Qingcheng Sect were either concerned or praising, but the faces of the blue-robed group in front of them were filled with anger.

"The disciples of your sect have injured Elder Lin's daughter. Don't you want to give an explanation?" The disciple headed by Huaixin Sect began to speak harshly. He looked at Wei Xi lying on the stretcher and raised his voice when he saw that she had no reaction.

Lian Gouqie asked Zheng Xing to take the stretcher, freeing his hands. He held the poisoned silver needle between his fingers, pointed at the blue-robed man's nose, and cursed loudly.

"When Lin was brutally assaulting Wei Xi, you said it was a duel. Since it's a duel, swords and knives have no eyes, so what are you barking about? Get out of here!"

The cultivators of Huaixin Sect have always looked down upon Qingcheng Sect, and were also frightened by the series of ruthless people. Then they remembered that this was a sect competition, and straightened their backs and refused to give in.

Qin Feng, who asked his fellow disciples to carry the stretcher for him, said nothing and directly cast the spell of telling the cold. The cold air spread out and the spiritual power formed small whirlpools around. Dozens of sword shadows appeared in the air and slashed at the monks of Huaixin Sect who were blocking the way.

The Huaixin Sect members hadn't anticipated the enemy's direct attack, and chaos reigned for a moment. The Foundation Establishment cultivators were barely able to dodge the blows, but the Qi Refining disciples weren't so lucky, with no fewer than ten injured by the sword shadows.

Qin Feng's face was as gloomy as water. She was really angry. Not to mention the grudge between herself and Huaixin Sect, the real bad thing was that she was blocking the way and delaying Wei Xi's treatment.

The other party is bullying him. Qin Feng will be furious if he doesn't teach them a lesson!

"You Qingcheng Sect members are too arrogant!" the leading Huaixin Sect monk shouted, "We must seek justice for Miss Lin!"

Wei Xi, who had just finished sorting out his spiritual power, wanted to get up, but Feng Xiaotian stuffed a pill into his mouth and pushed him back down.

Qin Feng made a sword flower, "You guys are really good at confusing right and wrong! You two should all come together! I'm in a hurry!"

"It's been a long time since we last met. Qin Feng, you're still so grumpy. You have such a pretty face, for nothing."

Hearing this, the Huaixin Sect monks, who had been feeling a bit weak, suddenly became more courageous. "Young Master Lin is here! Now let's see how she behaves!"

The man in the blue robe made way for a path, and a young man with a square face and a smile came in. He looked to be about twenty years old.

"Lin Qinwei, why don't you go and see your sister? She's lying on the ring!" Qin Feng ignored the other party and almost called him a heartless person.

Lin Qinwei slowly drew out his sword, held it sideways, and read the whole story from beginning to end. "Now that my sister has taken revenge, she's naturally in high spirits. As for you, you've made great progress after two years of absence."

"I'd like to see for myself whether the genius praised by the headmaster is just a name in vain!"

Wei Xi, who was lying on the stretcher, was speechless: Why were the Lin brothers and sisters so brooding over Qin Feng's talent?

I don’t know whether to say they are narrow-minded or paranoid.

The atmosphere at the scene became tense, and the spiritual consciousness of the many disciples who were watching Coral Bay was also attracted.

"It's just right, let's settle both the new and old grudges together!" After saying that, Qin Feng swung his sword and jumped towards Lin Qinwei. The other party grinned, wiped away the sword with his left hand, and with a cold light, he stepped forward to take Qin Feng's sword.

The golden and blue lights revealed the vastness of the Qi Palaces of both sides, and the shock caused by the spiritual power knocked over several ignorant low-level cultivators.

Gao Han slashed down diagonally along the sword of the resister, and sparks flew between the two swords as they clashed.

Lin Qinwei slightly turned his body and turned his wrist. The sword in his hand circled around Gao Han and stabbed straight into Qin Feng's heart.

Qin Feng leaped into the air, his left leg sweeping towards Lin Qinwei's arm, redirecting his attack. Gao Han, however, remained steady, stabbing his opponent's waist.

After only a few moves between the two men, a large area of the surrounding corals and reefs collapsed. The onlookers also cleared a space and took protective measures to watch the fun.

Although his cultivation level was one level lower than his opponent, Qin Feng relied on his superb swordsmanship and precise control of spiritual power to fight back and forth with Lin Qinwei, and it was difficult to tell the winner for a while.

Wei Xi, lying on the stretcher, tried to get up repeatedly, but was pushed down by Feng Xiaotian again and again.

"Fellow Daoist Wei, please don't move. Now that your realm has stabilized, you still need to treat your wounds!"

Wei Xi was very anxious: No matter how they fought in the ring, they still had a fig leaf, so why were they still so rough after leaving the ring?
This is not a fight, it's simply a slap in the face of the Wanjian Sect!

And what kind of elixir did Feng Xiaotian take today? Why did he keep telling himself to lie down?
Fortunately, Wei Xi was not the only one who still had his sanity. A pill came whistling and opened a hole in Lin Qinwei's arm.

"What's going on? Can't we go to the arena for the competition?" Wei An, with his own charming filter, made a brilliant appearance. His fair and slender hands were not idle either, and he shot out seven or eight pills.

Some "lucky" Huaixin monks were hit and cried out in pain, covering their wounds.

"Fellow Daoist," Lin Qinwei, who was much more advanced than his sister, asked coldly, "How can I, Qin Feng and I, be able to spar with a cultivator who has reached the Jindan stage?"

Senior Brother Wei An nodded. "I came here uninvited. Besides, I'm in charge of my own sect's affairs, and I'm protecting my fellow disciples. What can you do to me?"

"If that's the case," Lin Qinwei laughed in anger, "Can the elders of our Huaixin Sect also take action?"

"What's wrong with you? I'm not an elder of the Qingcheng Sect," Wei An said sarcastically, "but your sect's Elder Yin was drowned, so I guess the strength of the Huaixin Sect's elders is just that!"

Elder Yin from the Huaixin Sect? Wei Xi's attention was immediately drawn: Is this the Elder Yin they want to deal with?

Before Wei Xi could understand the whole story, Lin Qinwei, embarrassed, said coldly, "The Qingcheng Sect truly lives up to its reputation. I admire you!"

"Don't worry, your Huaixin Sect is not far behind. With more practice, you can catch up with our Qingcheng Sect!"

Wei An's verbal skills were amazing, and Lin Qinwei, who was unable to withstand him, was inevitably anxious, but he had to guess whether Wei An's appearance was the intention of the seniors, so he had to give up the idea of finding trouble.

"Oh right," Wei An remembered the important matter, "please pay me the spirit stones. I won't accept any unpaid wages!"

"What..." Before Lin Qinwei could finish his words, several blue-robed disciples behind him fell to the ground and rolled around in pain.

"Wei's deadly poison, Intestinal Piercing, also comes with an antidote. Considering you are nine people, the poison and antidote are one portion, and each portion costs 220 high-grade spirit stones."

"A total of two thousand two hundred high-grade spirit stones," said the handsome Senior Brother Wei An, holding out his hand. "Don't suffer any more, just pay and get the medicine!"

So the money you paid for poisoning me is going to be charged to me? Covering the spreading black wound, Lin Qinwei squeezed out through his teeth, "Where did you get 2,200?"

Wei An showed a thoughtful expression, "The one on the stage who was stabbed by Wei Xi, is she your sister? Aren't you going to buy her share of the antidote?"

A monk nearby shouted, "Does this count? Didn't the guy surnamed Wei give you any money?"

Based on the principle of honesty, Wei An felt he needed to explain, "She only bought the poison, not the antidote."

Wei Xi, who is short of money, said that only by saving money can one live a good life.

"That shouldn't be the price!"

“Wei Xi’s internal price is not yours!”

The blue-robed monk looked quite shrewd, and in the blink of an eye he tried to find room for bargaining, "We only want to buy the antidote!"

Wei An uttered a "tsk!", "Are you my junior apprentice? If you are, then there's no internal discount, and you can't buy them separately!"

　Wei Xi: Urgent! Very urgent!
　　Feng Xiaotian: Lie down first!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)