The First Sage of Military Strategists

Chapter 111 Creating the Blood Crystal

"The so-called top ten masters in the world is an outdated concept, but I am indeed the daughter of the Northern Demon Emperor!" Yan Qiuling said softly.

"No wonder you are so powerful, yet I was powerless to resist," Han Qing exclaimed.

Although the two sides seemed to be evenly matched just now, Yan Qiuling was not serious from the beginning and did not use any deadly moves.

At this moment, he finally understood why. Perhaps Yan Qiuling had guessed his identity the moment she saw him, but she wasn't quite sure. Therefore, her attack just now was a test. It wasn't until he condensed the black-armored giant statue that Yan Qiuling completely confirmed his identity.

In an instant, his pressure lessened, and he felt a greater fondness for Yan Qiuling. He couldn't help but reminisce, thinking that if his mother were still alive, his path in martial arts would have been smooth sailing. So many top masters had benefited from his mother's kindness, and even after many years, her influence remained so great, which showed how high her prestige was back then.

"You are so young, yet you are already a cultivator at the Integration Realm. If this Creation Blood Crystal can help you advance your strength further, it will not have been in vain."

However, the next time we meet, I hope you'll have reached the realm of possession, otherwise I won't let you off the hook.

"Don't think that this level of strength is strong enough. Hmph, you're far from it. Below the level of a saint, all are but ants. Only when one becomes a saint can one truly be considered part of the chaotic world. Right now, you don't even have the qualifications to be a pawn." Yan Qiuling suddenly said seriously.

Han Qing nodded slightly. This was the world as seen from Yan Qiuling's perspective. Given her identity and personality, she wouldn't deceive him.

"Below the sage, all are ants!" Han Qing pondered these eight words repeatedly, then asked, "Above the sage, is there another realm?"

Yan Qiuling shook her head: "Saints have nine realms: the three realms of incense offering, the three realms of golden body, and the three realms of rainbow transformation. Each step is as difficult as ascending to heaven, but the increase in combat power brought by each step forward is also extremely huge."

In my eyes, becoming a saint is the true beginning of the path of Dharma!

Han Qing's emotions were in turmoil. Yan Qiuling's words gave him a new understanding of the world.

He clenched his fist silently, a flame burning in his heart, a desire to become stronger surging within him.

"Been taught a lesson!"

After a while, he loosened his fist, exhaled a puff of fresh air, and said loudly.

Just then, a powerful aura suddenly rose into the sky not far away, and then a giant spirit statue resembling an old man with a goatee appeared out of thin air.

The old man was Yue Jinbiao.

Yan Qiuling glanced around and frowned: "Yue Jinbiao? What's that old ghost doing in the North?"

"Old ghost Yue, I don't have time to bother with you today!" she shouted loudly, no longer lingering. She suddenly used her lightness skill to fly rapidly through the mountains and forests, disappearing into the depths of the dense forest in no time.

Han Qing breathed a sigh of relief. This was truly a stroke of luck, giving him the feeling that he had just escaped death.

"Below the sage, all are but ants! To become a sage, one must become a sage!"

Han Qing murmured to himself as he collected the fallen Star Shuttle and the Illusory Soul-Suppressing Chain into his possession.

Then, Lin Yueqiu and Yue Xiaobiao came running from a distance, one after the other.

Lin Yueqiu glanced around and saw that the surroundings were in complete disarray. The ground was pitted and uneven, covered with ashes and the corpses of many birds and beasts, which showed how fierce the battle had just taken place.

"Young master, what just happened?"

“That woman just now was Yan Qiuling, the daughter of the Demon King of the Northern Lands,” Han Qing said calmly.

"What?" Lin Yueqiu couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. Yan Qiuling was a legendary figure who was rarely seen. He never expected to run into her here.

Yue Xiaobiao, standing to the side, said, "I heard from my master that Yan Qiuling is a high-level Taoist cultivator who can control hundreds of beasts and manipulate thunder and fire. She is extremely powerful and also holds grudges."

My master tricked her out of a spiritual herb a few years ago and was hunted down by her for three whole months. You, young master, actually managed to escape from her clutches; you truly are a chosen one. My admiration for you is like a mighty river, flowing endlessly.

As the old saying goes, "Those who survive a great calamity are destined for good fortune," and "Young Master, you're sure to have a stroke of good luck soon." Yue Xiaobiao rattled off a whole bunch of things.

"This matter is complicated. Let's go back to camp first and summarize the gains and losses of this battle," Han Qing said in a deep voice.

"it is good!"

That night.

Han Qing led his troops back to camp. After taking stock, the Tiger Might Battalion had suffered 23 dead and 81 wounded, and had defeated over a thousand enemy soldiers, making it a resounding victory.

Although Tiger Head Stronghold itself is not considered a powerful force in Yinshan, the low casualty ratio reflects the significant improvement in the combat effectiveness of the Tiger Might Battalion soldiers, which is not far from becoming an elite force.

The next morning.

The entire Tiger Might Battalion rested for a day, so it was quiet early in the morning, and no soldiers could be heard shouting battle cries.

The central courtyard of the camp.

The moment Han Qing opened the bronze box, Lin Yueqiu and the others around him smelled a peculiar fragrance, felt their spirits lifted, and felt as if their bones were undergoing a transformation and rebirth.

"This is... the Creation Blood Crystal!" Yue Xiaobiao exclaimed in surprise.

He traveled all over the country with his master and was very knowledgeable. He was also the only one among these people who could recognize the Creation Blood Crystal. Even Lin Yueqiu did not know what it was, but he had a vague feeling that the blood crystal was extraordinary.

"Indeed! Creation Blood Crystal is a legendary secret medicine nurtured by heaven and earth, with extraordinary and unpredictable effects. Even saints would want to fight for it."

"Yue Xiaobiao, go to Tianxiong City and buy everything on this list for me!" Han Qing said loudly, handing a list of items to Yue Xiaobiao.

"I'll go right away!" Yue Xiaobiao glanced at the list and saw that the items were a miscellaneous bunch, and he didn't know what their specific uses were.

However, he acted quickly, riding his horse from Tianxiong City to the Yinshan camp and back, which took only three hours.

At noon, he returned to the Yinshan camp with no fewer than fifty kinds of medicinal herbs and minerals.

Han Qing immediately set up a square cauldron in the courtyard, lit firewood underneath, and threw in more than a dozen peculiar minerals called Heavenly Silver Ore.

With a crackling sound, the ore shattered in the flames, and silver-gray flames rose up, scorching the square cauldron.

Han Qing recalled the records in Kong Xiu's notes about how to take the Creation Blood Crystal.

The Creation Blood Crystal is incredibly sturdy and has extremely potent medicinal effects.

Those below the level of a sage should not consume it directly, otherwise their spirit and body will be unable to withstand it, just like swallowing a deadly poison, and they will explode and die in an instant.

Therefore, it is essential to use the fire of the Heavenly Silver Ore to burn the bronze cauldron, and then combine it with more than forty kinds of medicinal herbs such as Cloud Cluster Flower, Star Grass, and Fire Cloud Bamboo to boil it into a medicinal soup. In this way, the medicinal properties will be neutralized, and low-level martial artists will not be in danger of losing their lives.

Han Qing followed Kong Xiu's method and added the forty-odd kinds of medicinal herbs into the cauldron in a fixed order. Before long, the medicinal soup in the cauldron boiled, turned dark blue, and was filled with a bitter smell.

Finally, he placed the Creation Blood Crystal into the square cauldron, and in an instant, the medicinal soup underwent a tremendous change.

The deep blue slowly faded, turning into crimson, and the bitterness gradually transformed into a fragrant aroma.

For a moment, Lin Yueqiu and the others standing nearby had their eyes shining, and an extremely strong desire arose within them, wanting to drink all of this crimson medicinal soup.

(End of this chapter)