Midair.
Pfft!
A staggering figure suddenly shifted out of the range of the thunder.
Lin Zixiao spat out a large mouthful of blood, his body covered in blood, charred inside and out by the strikes, his eyes revealing deep fear.
He was deeply shaken, full of lingering fear.
If it weren’t for the Substitution Technique, he would probably have turned into ashes like the other two on the spot.
Lin Zixiao looked back deeply at Qin Ming, dragging his severely injured body, transformed into a black Escape Light, and disappeared.
Qin Ming was shocked at this moment, "He’s not dead?"
He just saw Lin Zixiao in the thunder, suddenly turning into a burning paper figure.
Then he instantly escaped beyond the range of the magical attack.
His methods were truly beyond comprehension.
Qin Ming used his Divine Thought, scanning the area where the fight just took place.
He was frustrated to find, just under that strike.
Elder Gue and the old man in the green robe, along with their storage pouches, were blasted to smithereens...
Qin Ming curled his lips, "Alas! What a pity."
The commotion here was not small, probably many people would come soon.
He had finally avenged Elder Gue, this old guy, feeling an unprecedented exhilaration in his chest.
Also managed to conclude a segment of history.
Qin Ming immediately continued to urge the Flying Shuttle and disappeared from the spot.
"What happened?"
"What was that golden thunder just now?"
"So terrifying, could someone be undergoing a tribulation?"
"What are you thinking? Thunder tribulation only comes when breaking through to the Golden Core Stage."
The cultivators near Qingyang Market looked up at the sky, all in shock and suspicion.
Qin Ming, piloting the Flying Shuttle, as he passed by Qingyang Market, the scenery here, was already a complete change from his memory.
The once-bustling market had now become a wasteland.
Everywhere were broken walls, filled with the smell of blood, the once iconic buildings like Mingzhen Tower and Juxuan Pavilion were also crumbled to the ground.
The Spirit Fields surrounding Qingyang Market were also plundered, full of ruins.
Qin Ming’s Cool Small Residence was also flattened by spells, even the original two acres of medicinal fields were blasted into a big pit.
"Alas~" he sighed to himself.
If it weren’t for his hard work in farming and collecting Entries, reaching his current late-stage Qi Cultivation level, and having several powerful trump cards.
He might have been swept up in this chaos, whether alive or dead.
Amid the ruins of Qingyang Market, the air was filled with a bloody smell, only a few Loose Cultivators were cleaning up the battlefield.
The cultivators of the Seven Great Powers and Spirit Feather Sect had vanished.
Probably they’ve all gone to join forces to besiege Spirit Feather Sect.
As for how they are doing in that conflict, that’s none of his business.
Qin Ming ceased to watch and continued urging the Flying Shuttle to quickly leave.
...
Half an hour later.
Qin Ming returned to Yunmeng Mountain.
He was now an Honorary Guest Elder of Mirror Snow Pavilion, and the guards immediately saluted him and let him pass.
Walking through the verdant Bamboo Forest, Qin Ming went straight to the outside of Guu Qingzhao’s Cave Mansion.
After sending her a message.
The external restriction dispersed, and Guu Qingzhao, gracefully attired, came out with elegance in her movement, exuding an air of poise.
"Fellow Daoist Qin, you’re back so soon?" Guu Qingzhao’s voice was calm as water, clear as a bell.
"It’s good that you returned safely."
In these past two days, she had already been informed of everything that happened outside, with a faint hint of worry.
Qin Ming smiled free-spiritedly, "Indeed, but Qingyang Market was destroyed, I can’t help but stay here for a few days."
"No problem, I’ll have someone arrange a fine guest room for Fellow Daoist Qin, you can rest assured and stay here."
"Needless to say, no matter how chaotic it is outside, no one dares to cause trouble here."
Guu Qingzhao’s face was serene, speaking with an undeniable confidence.
Qin Ming had no doubt about this.
After all, he had personally witnessed the awe-inspiring Daoist Techniques of one of the three Great Guardians of Mirror Snow Pavilion, Huangfu Qii.
Ordinary Foundation Establishment Cultivators were certainly not an equal match for him.
This is what you call a true big shot!
Then.
Guu Qingzhao warmly invited Qin Ming into the Cave Mansion to have some tea.
The décor there was extremely elegant, antique, simple yet elegant in its simplicity.
Guu Qingzhao moved gently, leisurely making a cup of Spirit Mist Tea for Qin Ming.
"Please, Fellow Daoist Qin!"
Qin Ming smiled slightly, raised the teacup, and took a sip.
"By the way, Fellow Daoist Guu, how’s the current situation on the battlefield?"
Guu Qingzhao seemed to have expected his question, her voice sweet and melodious as she said:
"To tell the truth, Fellow Daoist Qin, you left Spirit Feather Sect just in time, otherwise you might have been caught up in the next battle."
"Ah? The next battle?" Qin Ming was utterly puzzled.
Guu Qingzhao slowly explained, "Just last night, Yuwen Hong of Spirit Feather Sect secretly completed the Golden Core Thunder Tribulation, breaking through to the Golden Core Stage."
"Although Mirror Snow Pavilion had long been aware, grasping some clues, they didn’t expect him to actually succeed."
"Didn’t the people from the Seven Great Powers stop him?" Qin Ming couldn’t help but wonder.
Guu Qingzhao nodded and replied, "Yuwen Hong is truly a brilliant and extraordinary individual, with a Gold Element Celestial Spirit Root for Core Formation, when facing the thunder tribulation, naturally, no one dared to approach."
"This is destiny, the general trend."
"Next, Spirit Feather Sect will establish itself around that Tier Three Spirit Vein, enhancing its overall strength to a higher level."
"Soon, they will rival Thunder Origin Sect in the cultivation world of Wei Country."
Qin Ming listened, clicking his tongue silently, It seems Spirit Feather Sect was not only meant to survive but instead rose from the ashes to prosper.
"Two tigers cannot share one mountain, so more intense clashes will erupt between the two factions."
"Those who once kicked Spirit Feather Sect while they were down, will likely have a tough time in the future."
...
After talking with Guu Qingzhao for a long time.
Qin Ming returned to the guest room arranged for him.
Taking out the items obtained from the ruins from his storage pouch, he began to study them intently.
First was the Beast Hide Scripture, recording the subsequent cultivation techniques of the "Hundred Treasures Glaze Scripture."
Currently, Qin Ming had already cultivated the technique to the 8th Layer, and after reaching the 9th Layer, he could externalize the True Gang.
Further on, he would achieve Physical Foundation Establishment, with his True Qi Blood Spirit further transforming into the legendary True Gang Transformation Realm.
However, after reaching Physical Foundation Establishment, the requirement for spiritual materials to enhance Qi and blood would be of a higher grade and much larger quantity.
Even Top-Grade Blood Locust Rice may not meet the cultivation requirements.
Qin Ming would need to seek higher-grade Spirit Plants.
Currently, he was still some distance from reaching the 9th layer, so he wasn’t in a hurry to cultivate.
The Top-Grade Blood Locust Rice was sufficient to support his cultivation to the Ninth-Layer Perfection of the "Hundred Treasures Glaze Scripture."
Qin Ming put away the Beast Hide Scripture.
Then he took out the jade bottle containing the blue Spirit Flame and studied it for a while.
Searching through the available materials and books, he found no records related to this kind of Spirit Flame.
Qin Ming had no choice but to put it away for now, to verify and understand it later.
Then.
He took out a long scroll map, spreading it flat on the table.
A series of scenic paintings of mountains and rivers unfolded before Qin Ming’s eyes.
Next.
Qin Ming needed to consider where to start farming again.