God-Slaying Blade

"The Secret Realm of Yunshan!" Zhu Baishi said solemnly.

Mo Gaosheng's expression darkened, and after pondering for a moment, he said in a deep voice, "You want to give him one of the spots?"

Zhu Baishi smiled and said, "That's what Junior Brother thinks. But the final decision is naturally up to the Sect Master."

Mo Gao said in a low voice, "You should know that the Cloud Mountain Secret Realm contains great opportunities, and it is said that there are even true spirit-level cultivation techniques hidden within! Even if you can't find this inheritance, you can still bring back a large number of rare and precious materials. Each of these spots is extremely valuable to the sect. Moreover, the sect's selection for entering the secret realm has already been decided, so it would be unfair to take away anyone's spot now."

Zhu Baishi said, "As long as the sect leader agrees, I, your junior brother, will provide the spot."

Mo Gaosheng exclaimed in surprise, "Are you going to give up Xiaotang's spot? Aren't you afraid that girl will pluck all your beard off?"

Zhu Baishi said helplessly, "Since the idea came from me, this spot should naturally be offered by our Hanyue Peak. I know how much effort this girl put in to get this spot, but the Yunshan Secret Realm, while full of opportunities, is also full of dangers!"

I only have one granddaughter, and I really didn't want her to take such a risk. Now that this opportunity has come up, I might as well do her a favor and give the spot to Qin Jue. This can be considered as creating a good connection for my sect.

Mo Gaosheng nodded and said, "Since it won't take up any of the other elders' spots, I naturally have no objection. I just don't know if that Qin family kid is willing to accept it."

Zhu Baishi smiled and said, "Since the sect leader agrees, I will go to Fengzhou City again tomorrow to inquire."

"Mm." Mo Gaosheng nodded with a laugh.

In the northwest of Fengzhou, a black leopard gallops down a rugged mountain path.

On the back of the black panther rode a stunningly beautiful woman with a cold and aloof face.

"Xiao Jue is still alive! That's wonderful!"

Amidst the howling wind, the stunningly beautiful woman, with her cold and aloof demeanor, smiled, a single tear streaming down her face…

Fengzhou City, Qin Mansion.

Hong Tiehu and the others had been in the Blood Refining Demon Forging Array for several days, and Qin Jue estimated that the medicinal power of the Crimson Yin Flower and Golden Yang Grass should be almost exhausted.

He opened the stone chamber and went inside.

"Big brother, you've finally arrived!"

As soon as Qin Jue entered, he heard Huang Gang's miserable cries.

Qin Jue said with a faint smile, "What's wrong? You can't even last a few days?"

"It's not that I can't hold on any longer, it's that I can't hold it in any longer..." Huang Gang said bitterly.

Qin Jue: "..."

No wonder he sensed something was off about the smell in the stone chamber as soon as he entered...

After Qin Jue sheathed the God-Slaying Blade and the entire formation came to a complete stop, he led everyone away from the stone chamber.

Once outside the stone chamber, Qin Jue had them remove the black cloth.

"Gather in the front courtyard in half an hour."

"Thank you so much, brother!"

"Thank you, young master!"

Even the usually composed Hong Tiehu clutched his stomach and ran away at this moment.

Qin Jue touched his nose and chuckled, "It seems that next time we enter the formation for cultivation, we can't let them stay too long."

hum.

Qin Jue took out the God-Slaying Blade.

"Sister Qingxue, has no one taken off the black cloth?" Qin Jue asked.

Liu Qingxue's voice carried a hint of helplessness as she said, "These people are indeed loyal; no one took off their black cloths. It's just that my ears are not clean. Luckily, I don't have a physical body, or I would have been suffocated by their stench."

"Cough, I overlooked that," Qin Jueqian said with a smile.

"The medicinal power of the Crimson Yin Flower and Golden Yang Grass has been completely depleted. Remember to replenish them before activating the formation next time. Also, the blood-refining power within the blade is almost exhausted; you should find a few people to feed it," Liu Qingxue reminded her.

Qin Jue narrowed his eyes and said with a faint smile, "Judging by the days, the Ling Shan Sect's retaliation should be coming soon. I just hope they don't back down too easily."

Liu Qingxue laughed and said, "I reckon the people from the Lingshan Sect won't dare to come anytime soon. You killed too many people last time, so even if they want revenge, they'll have to consider their own strength. If the sect leader of the Lingshan Sect had any brains, he wouldn't bring people here to their deaths."

Qin Jue raised the corner of his lips: "Leng Fenghua doesn't seem to be very bright, and I reckon his father isn't much better off. But a sect as big as Ling Shan Sect should have a few smart people. I just wonder how smart they are."

Half an hour later.

Having cleaned their stomachs and washed away the grease, Hong Tiehu and the others, feeling refreshed, gathered in the open space in front of the courtyard.

Xiaoqing, Xiaohe, and several other maids who stayed at the manor brought over three large buckets of sticky medicinal porridge.

"This is Nine Spirits Porridge. Young Master ordered two bowls for each person. After you finish eating, you can start practicing your swordsmanship," Xiao Qing said with a light laugh.

Hong Tiehu and the others were starving, and their eyes lit up when they heard that there was porridge to drink, and it was even spirit porridge.

"Thank you very much, young master. And thank you to Xiaoqing and Xiaohe as well!" Hong Tiehu said with a fist and a fist salute.

"Master Hong, you're too kind," Xiaoqing and Xiaohe quickly bowed.

Even when they were maids of the eldest daughter in the Han family, they had never been treated with such respect.

These days, they prefer to stay at the Qin residence more and more.

"Could I have some meat and a little wine? I've gotten so thin from hunger..." Huang Gang said with a wry smile.

Xiaoqing covered her mouth and laughed, "Young Master Huang, the young master didn't give any instructions. Why don't you go ask him?"

"Well, I was just saying it offhand," Huang Gangqian laughed.

"This porridge...what powerful medicinal properties!"

As soon as he finished a bowl of Nine Spirits Porridge, Hong Tiehu exclaimed in surprise.

He felt as if his abdomen was on fire, and a powerful medicinal force surged up and rushed into his limbs and bones.

Hong Tiehu was overjoyed to discover that even without deliberately activating his cultivation technique to refine the medicinal power, his body seemed to have suddenly acquired a devouring characteristic, actively consuming the surging medicinal power!

"Master Hong, don't be too excited, you still have one bowl left."

"Haha, thank you for your trouble, young lady!"

"Young Master is too kind to us. This bowl of Nine Spirits Porridge must have cost a lot!" A disciple of the Hong Family Martial Arts School couldn't help but tear up.

Huang Gang raised an eyebrow and quickly ordered a bowl to try.

As soon as he swallowed the first bite, his eyes widened in shock.

"The medicinal power of this Nine Spirits Porridge is almost comparable to a Grade-Earth elixir! Big Brother is truly generous!"

Huang Gang's exclamation made everyone at the Hong Family Martial Arts School even more grateful to Qin Jue.

Hong Tiehu, his eyes red-rimmed, said, "Stop reminiscing! Finish your porridge and practice your swordsmanship! What we need to do is not let our young master's efforts go to waste!"

"Have some porridge!"

The crowd roared in unison.

Xiaoqing, Xiaohe, and the other maids were taken aback. These people were clearly drinking porridge, but they were acting as if they were drinking alcohol.

After finishing two bowls of Nine Spirits Porridge, everyone took out their Tiger Soul Slaying Blades.

"Huh, why is my knife so much lighter!"

"My knife too!"

"Our strength has increased significantly!"

"I feel like my strength has increased at least fourfold!"

Huang Gang excitedly bent his arms, feeling the powerful strength in them, and couldn't help but laugh heartily, "Haha, Big Brother wasn't lying to me! I'm really not a weakling anymore!"

"Haha, Young Master Huang, are you really that weak? Just looking at the strength in your arms isn't enough," a Hong family disciple couldn't help but tease.

Huang Gang grinned and said, "You dare laugh at me? Even if you're not weaklings, it's useless. Once Big Brother gives the word, I'll book the entire night at Zuihualou and make you all so envious!"

Xiaoqing and the other maids blushed and cursed inwardly.

In the past few days, Huang Gang and the others have been in darkness, and they have endured the pain brought on by body tempering by joking with each other.

As a result, they became quite familiar with each other.

"Alright, practice your sword!" Hong Tiehu's eyes turned serious, and he shouted in a low voice.

hum!

The group drew their swords and swiftly slashed down!

As the blade swept through the air, a resounding tremor was produced!

Previously, they could only barely practice their moves with their swords, but now, with the increase in their physical strength, they wield their long swords with considerable power!

Looking at the Tiger Soul Slaying Blades in everyone's hands, Huang Gang couldn't help but feel a pang of envy.

"No way, I have to ask my brother for a long sword like that too! Only when I hold a big sword like that can I be called a man! That's what a real man is! Using a sword is too girly!" Huang Gang thought excitedly to himself.