“Then I’ll be waiting to see it.
Xiaogang, come with me over there.
I’ll treat your wounds.”
Bibi Dong smiled beautifully, pulling him toward a nearby cluster of boulders.
Qin Xuan had no interest in watching them flirt.
Anyway, they were only at the hand-holding stage; Yu Xiaogang didn’t have the guts to take things any further.
It was only a matter of time before Qin Xuan cucked him.
Once they were far enough away, Qin Xuan looked around to quickly orient himself.
Gathering soul power beneath his feet, he tapped the ground and truly experienced what it meant to be “as light as a swallow.” He easily leaped onto a tree over ten meters high and dashed rapidly toward the base of the mountain.
After Qin Xuan left, this patch of forest halfway up Supreme Pontiff Hill returned to tranquility.
Bibi Dong helped Yu Xiaogang sit beside a knee-high boulder.
Very considerately, she took gauze and medicine out of her spatial soul tool to bandage him.
“Xiaogang, I’ll do a simple treatment for your wounds first, and then I’ll find a healing-type Spirit Master for you later.
You should be fully recovered by tomorrow.
But you can’t do this to yourself ever again…” Bibi Dong instructed as she bandaged him carefully.
“Mhm…
hiss…” Yu Xiaogang responded softly, feeling a slight sting as the medicine seeped into his cuts.
“What’s wrong?
Did I hurt you?” Bibi Dong asked worriedly.
“No, it just stung a little when the medicine got in.
Um…
Bibi Dong, there’s something I want to ask you…”
The right side of Yu Xiaogang’s face was still swollen severely, and any slight movement brought intense pain.
He could only speak using the left side of his mouth, causing him to slur his words.
“Mm, go ahead and ask,” Bibi Dong smiled and nodded.
Despite saying this, her heart was racing with panic.
She was terrified Yu Xiaogang was going to ask about what happened between her and Qin Xuan in the woods.
And Yu Xiaogang actually did want to ask about that.
But seeing Bibi Dong’s smiling face, he quickly gave up the idea and skipped the topic.
“I heard you mention earlier that Qin Xuan is going to some dangerous place.
Can you tell me about it?”
Bibi Dong paused.
The Slaughter Capital?
She immediately let out a sigh of relief.
As long as he wasn’t asking about the woods, it was fine.
Considering that the Slaughter Capital and Spirit Hall had a cooperative relationship—serving as a place where Spirit Hall had exiled and housed evil Spirit Masters for thousands of years—it was a secret known to very few even within Spirit Hall. Get faster updates on g.com.
To prevent Xiaogang from falling into danger again for “leaking Spirit Hall’s secrets,” Bibi Dong said, “I’m sorry, Xiaogang.
Knowing about that place won’t help your theoretical research at all.
On the contrary, it will bring you immense danger.”
“I can only tell you that it’s an extremely perilous place.
Nine deaths, one life.
Almost no one who enters ever comes out.
Even Titled Douluos risk falling there…”
“Even Titled Douluos risk falling there?” Yu Xiaogang’s eyes instantly lit up.
The humiliation he suffered from Qin Xuan earlier was instantly swept away.
At the same time, he started filling in the blanks in his mind.
He wondered why the simp who used to just follow Bibi Dong around had undergone such a drastic change overnight.
It turned out he was being sent by Spirit Hall to a place with virtually zero chance of survival.
In that case, after today, Qin Xuan would never be able to threaten him again.
He could continue to freely peruse Spirit Hall’s top secrets to expand his invincible theories.
The only thing he needed to pay attention to was being more careful next time.
He couldn’t let anyone catch him by the tail and blackmail him again, suffering humiliation with nowhere to complain, forced to swallow his broken teeth.
After descending Supreme Pontiff Hill, Qin Xuan didn’t rush to the Elder Palace to find his two cheap teachers.
Instead, he immediately followed his memories back home.
Locking the doors and windows tightly, he summoned the system.
Name: Qin Xuan Age: 19 Martial Soul: Changming Sword Cultivation Level: 54 Soul Ring Configuration: Yellow, Yellow, Purple, Purple, Black Physique Level: Soul King Spiritual Power Level: Soul King Talent: S+ Self-Created Soul Skills: None Emotion Points: 63,216 Blind Boxes: Silver Blind Box ×1, Gold Blind Box ×2
“This Yu Xiaogang really is the perfect sheep to fleece.
Just binding him and having one face-to-face encounter contributed over sixty thousand Emotion Points.”
Qin Xuan clicked his tongue in amazement.
[Detecting that the host currently possesses 1 Silver Blind Box and 2 Gold Blind Boxes.
Would you like to extract them?]
“Extract.”
As soon as he spoke, one silver chest and two golden chests materialized out of thin air, floating in front of him.
[Once extracted, chests cannot be recalled.
They are for the host’s exclusive use.
Blind boxes exist for only two hours and will disappear afterward.
Please open them as soon as possible.]
Qin Xuan opened the first silver chest.
“What is this?”
As Qin Xuan took the card, the blind box vanished.
A silver light flashed across the card, revealing a character illustration: a person wearing a tight-fitting outfit with a fluffy black feather cape, looking extremely elegant and charming.
Mo Ya — Martial Soul: Mo Ya (Unawakened) Soul Power: Level 55 (Internal energy converted to soul power, roughly equivalent to level 55) Physique: Grand Spirit Master Soul Ring Configuration: None Profile: A character from the world of ‘Nine Songs of the Moving Heavens’ (The Legend of Qin prequel).
The top expert of the ‘Hundred Birds’ assassin organization under South Korea’s Great General Ji Wuye.
Alongside Bai Feng, he serves as Ji Wuye’s personal guard and is Bai Feng’s most trusted friend and superior.
Possesses outstanding lightweight martial arts (Qinggong) and acts ruthlessly without hesitation.
Had a profound influence on the young Bai Feng, pushing him to constantly surpass his limits.
Ultimately died protecting Bai Feng.
Task Difficulty: B-Rank Task Requirement: Bring Mo Ya back before he dies.
Task Reward: Mo Ya’s absolute loyalty.
A 40,000-year Wind-Chasing Left Leg Bone.
Task Validity: 3 years.
“An otherworldly recruitment card.
That’s pretty interesting,” Qin Xuan thought to himself.
“However, without the enhancement of soul rings, his physique seems a bit weak.
Level 55 soul power, yet his physique is barely at the Grand Spirit Master level.”
“But since I still have three years, there’s no rush to go over there.
I can wait until I clear the Slaughter Capital.”
Qin Xuan stored the card in his spatial belt and opened the second blind box.
The box disappeared, and three ancient bamboo scrolls dotted with golden light came into view.
As Qin Xuan touched them, they transformed into specks of golden light and shot into his forehead.
[Horizontal Sword Technique — Furious as the wind, fierce as the waves, heaven-shaking presence, murderous intent boiling over, fast as lightning, endlessly changing, every strike lethal, leaving the opponent no room to breathe.]
[Vertical Sword Technique — Simple and plain, a one-hit kill without any superfluous showing off or decoration.
The perfect combination of speed, power, and accuracy.]
[Ghost Valley Breathing Technique — A breathing method and high-tier internal energy technique.
Grants temporary immunity to poisonous gas.]
As these details flooded his mind, Qin Xuan’s eyes instantly lit up.
He immediately sat down cross-legged and began circulating the Ghost Valley Breathing Technique.
He continued for over an hour before taking a standard iron practice sword from his spatial belt to practice the Vertical and Horizontal Sword Techniques, losing himself entirely in the flow.
It wasn’t until he had run through both sword styles that he retracted his stance, unable to hide the bright smile on his face.
“Talk about someone bringing a pillow right when you’re sleepy!
To think I’d get the Ghost Valley Vertical and Horizontal Sword Techniques and its internal energy method from the world of The Legend of Qin.”
(END CHAPTER)