Qin Wang quickly exited the stone path and noticed that the valley had been blasted into a large pit, with half the mountain wall collapsed. Nearly a thousand cultivators surrounded the area, with many still delving inside.
"Let's go!"
Without lingering, Qin Wang swiftly departed. His gains this time were immense, and with so many cultivators nearby, he had to leave immediately to avoid being surrounded.
Three hours later, Qin Wang found himself a hundred miles away from the valley where the Earth Dragon Beast King resided. Suddenly, he looked up at the sky and frowned deeply. "Those three cultivators?"
At this moment, a fist-sized, fiery red bird was circling overhead. Qin Wang realized that this bird had been following him for a long time, and he couldn't shake it off.
"Since you seek death, I'll just have to kill you!"
Qin Wang's eyes flashed with a murderous intent as he looked at the persistent bird. He knew that possessing sixteen Heavenly Green Fruits would inevitably attract covetous eyes.
He silently assessed his cards:
- Mu Hun Two, a Foundation Establishment stage puppet soul
- Earth Dragon Beast King, comparable to the Foundation Establishment stage
- A Yin-Yang Illusion Formation, the Separating World Sword Technique, and the Soul Gathering Illusion
With these means, he was confident in counterattacking those who pursued him. However, the Earth Dragon Beast King was still in a weakened state and needed time to recover.
"First, let's rendezvous with Zhang Fujiang."
With this thought, Qin Wang sped towards the direction Zhang Fujiang had come from, keeping an eye on the tracking bird in the sky.
Meanwhile, thirty miles away from Qin Wang, three people stood. Two men and a woman, the leading man about twenty years old, dignified and handsome. He looked into the distance and asked the thin old man beside him, "Elder Chu, how much longer until Elder Yan and the others arrive?"
"Young Master, they are three hundred miles away," the old man replied respectfully.
"Keep an eye on the person ahead," Chu Ping commanded, his eyes narrowing. "Tell Elder Yan and the others to hurry up. Once they arrive, we'll strike together!"
As the Eighteenth King of the Tianchu Immortal Dynasty, Chu Ping had entered the Myriad Spirit Blessed Land for training. He was already at the twelfth level of the Qi Refining stage, and his next goal was to forge the strongest Foundation Establishment. He needed to temper his mind to step into the Foundation Establishment stage in the best condition.
He knew that the Myriad Spirit Blessed Land was the abandoned spirit herb garden of the former Myriad Spirit Holy Land. The stone chamber in the mountain belly clearly housed the Spirit Gathering Formation Disk, but the item had been taken. Despite the years of wear, it still gathered spiritual energy, indicating its extraordinary nature. Such a treasure couldn't be left in the hands of a mysterious cultivator.
The path of cultivation involved competing with heaven and with people. This time, he had brought six or seven Qi Refining stage twelfth-level cultivators. Failing to obtain the formation disk would be a disgrace.
"Understood, Young Master," Elder Chu replied respectfully, releasing a majestic eagle from his spirit beast bag. The eagle soared into the sky.
Qin Wang continued speeding towards Zhang Fujiang's location, feeling the distance between them closing.
Time passed quickly.
After half a day, at around three in the afternoon, Qin Wang saw a group of pink-clad figures in the distance. Upon closer inspection, it was a group of female cultivators. Qin Wang halted, hiding behind a mountain ridge before speeding away in another direction. In the Myriad Spirit Blessed Land, danger lurked everywhere, and caution was essential.
Meanwhile, ten miles away from Qin Wang, a group of beautiful female cultivators from the Wanhua Immortal Sect was searching for opportunities.
"Senior Sister Zhang, there seems to be a sneaky cultivator over there. He hid as soon as he saw us," a round-faced female cultivator said, pointing towards Qin Wang's direction with sparkling eyes.
"Such a sneaky character is of no concern. Let's continue looking for spirit herbs," said Zhang Qianmei, a stunning female cultivator at the twelfth level of the Qi Refining stage, dismissing the matter. Suddenly, she brightened. "There should be spirit herbs on that cliff. Let's go check it out."
"Senior Sister has sharp eyes. There are indeed spirit herbs there," Qin Xuemei said, admiringly following Zhang Qianmei and the other junior sisters.
Soon, the group from the Wanhua Immortal Sect reached the cliff where Qin Wang had briefly paused and found over a dozen Dragon Saliva Herbs.
"If only Wang'er were here. I wonder how he's doing now," Qin Xuemei thought, looking worriedly into the distance.
She didn't know that her brother, Qin Wang, had just left from the other side of the cliff.
Hundreds of miles away, on a mountain peak, a middle-aged cultivator in a green robe knelt before Qin Wang. "Zhang Fujiang greets the master!"
"Rise," Qin Wang said, waving his hand.
"Yes, Master," Zhang Fujiang replied, standing aside respectfully.
Qin Wang summoned the Earth Dragon Beast King from his spirit beast bag. The beast, after a night of recovery, seemed to have regained much of its strength, emanating a fierce aura upon its appearance.
"Master, is this a third-tier beast?" Zhang Fujiang asked in awe, recognizing the beast's strength.
"Yes, I subdued this third-tier Earth Dragon Beast King yesterday. It submitted its soul blood," Qin Wang confirmed.
Zhang Fujiang gasped in amazement. In just a few days, his master had subdued a beast comparable to the Foundation Establishment stage.
"Roar..." The Earth Dragon Beast King let out a low growl, crouching before Qin Wang, suppressing its ferocity.
"It needs another day to fully recover," Qin Wang said, storing the beast back into his bag. He signaled Zhang Fujiang to follow as they sped away.
"Let's see how far you can run!" a confident Chu Ping said, looking into the distance. Behind him stood six twelfth-level Qi Refining cultivators, all battle-hardened and formidable.
"Young Master, Yan Wushuang of the Dayan Immortal Dynasty is also pursuing the one who took the Heavenly Green Fruits and the Spirit Gathering Formation Disk," Elder Chu reported respectfully.
"Yan Wushuang?" Chu Ping muttered, his eyes narrowing. "Tell the others to hurry. We must capture that person before Yan Wushuang does!"
As neighbors, the Tianchu and Dayan Immortal Dynasties were rivals. For the dynasty's honor and the treasures, Chu Ping couldn't let Yan Wushuang succeed.
"Yes, Young Master," Elder Chu responded respectfully.