Chapter 112: You Get Lost Too
The youngsters didn’t know what Ming Zhaoshuang had thought of to give up so quickly, but seeing that she was so receptive, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
Qin Feilong didn’t refuse either, and extended his hand to drip blood for the pact.
As a result, the Primordial Brush flashed with golden light, successfully recognized its master, and directly entered Qin Feilong’s palm without any resistance.
It was simply a smooth and enjoyable experience.
Seeing this, Ming Zhaoshuang gritted her teeth and suddenly felt that Qin Feilong’s offer of “giving it to you” didn’t seem so appealing anymore.
No, why him?
Fei Changxiu said slyly, seeing this: “Junior Sister, don’t be sad. You should know that the materials for the Primordial Brush are not good enough, and you still need to refine it.”
Ming Zhaoshuang: “Get lost!”
Qin Feilong also seemed not to have expected the master-recognition process to be so simple. He touched his head and said, “Junior Sister Zhaoshuang, I was just lucky. Please don’t take it to heart.”
Ming Zhaoshuang: “You get lost too!”
Suddenly, Shen Liqian looked up at the top of the temple and said, “This secret realm is collapsing.”
Hearing this, the youngsters stopped their laughter and noticed that the ground beneath their feet was trembling uncontrollably, shattering inch by inch. The surrounding scenery also began to emit layers of white light, becoming dreamlike.
Ming Zhaoshuang said: “No need to worry. It’s because the Primordial Brush has recognized its master, and the core support of this secret realm is gone. We will be fine.”
It’s just that the secret realm is collapsing.
Fei Changxiu said urgently upon hearing this: “That’s the most terrifying thing, alright? Secret realms are originally separate spaces. When they weren’t collapsing, our landing point would still be at the Ao Tian Sect. If it collapses, then our landing point is unknown!”
Qin Feilong also frowned and said, “Especially now that the Ao Tian Sect is at a critical juncture, we, as core disciples, cannot be absent.”
They were all disciples of the Ao Tian Sect and naturally cared about its current situation.
Ming Zhaoshuang, holding the script, thought that their landing point was indeed not at the Ao Tian Sect, nor even in the First Heaven.
According to the original book’s description, after Qin Feilong had the Primordial Brush recognize him as master, the secret realm collapsed. Under immense pressure, he fainted. When he woke up again, he had arrived at the Demon Quelling Pass in the Third Heaven, where he was taken in by Cheng Zhaoyang and fought alongside her to repel the cultivators sent by the Devil Realm.
Not only that, but he also encountered Feng Jinsui, the personal disciple of Demon Lord Feng Budu, and developed a profound friendship with her.
Only then did he return to the First Heaven and participate in the great battle between the Lingxiao Sect and the Ao Tian Sect.
She opened her mouth, intending to comfort the two, but the ground beneath her suddenly gave way, and she fell into a black hole.
No!
Ming Zhaoshuang looked up and saw that the remaining few people, along with her, had all fallen into the black hole.
The white light was intense, making her increasingly dizzy, so she could only close her eyes.
On the other side, in the Ao Tian Sect territory.
Thousands upon thousands of cultivators, like ants, galloped and flew through the heavens and earth, with black clouds pressing down, the sky and earth dim, spiritual light shining, and swords flying amidst blood.
Qin Du personally led the Ao Tian Sect cultivators and other affiliated cultivators in battle. The Warm Song in his hand flickered with spiritual light, and he had already killed an unknown number of cultivators.
However, his expression was exceptionally stern.
That day, he had kept his promise to those young women to let them expose the Lingxiao Sect’s last fig leaf.
The Lingxiao Sect, admitting fault, had originally agreed to cede Qian City and Shuangyu Mountain entirely to the Ao Tian Sect to quell their anger and the anger of the world.
But unexpectedly, before Qin Du could agree, they openly turned their backs and attacked the cultivators in Kun City.
Qin Du was naturally not afraid, and immediately the Ao Tian Sect and the Lingxiao Sect completely fell out and began to fight.
However, the Lingxiao Sect, from who knows where, had gathered a great number of high-level cultivators. Together with the Zhao Family, they had forced the Ao Tian Sect into a steady retreat.
In the Lower Realm, there were not even a hundred Nascent Soul Stage cultivators, yet the Lingxiao Sect inexplicably had over fifty Nascent Soul Stage cultivators.
Compared to the Ao Tian Sect’s more than thirty Nascent Soul Stage cultivators, they were clearly outnumbered.
The worst part was that the Lingxiao Sect had inexplicably gained two Spirit Transformation Stage cultivators.
According to Qin Du’s knowledge, the Lingxiao Sect only had two Spirit Transformation Stage cultivators remaining in the Lower Realm, while the Ao Tian Sect had three, which was why they dared to confront the Lingxiao Sect.
In the end, battles in the cultivation world still come down to the strength of the top-tier cultivators.
This one additional Spirit Transformation Stage cultivator could very well be the key to turning the tide of the battle, yet the Lingxiao Sect had suddenly gained two Spirit Transformation Stage experts, one more than their Ao Tian Sect.
And what Qin Du was facing now was the last of those Spirit Transformation Stage experts.
Qin Du had broken through to the Spirit Transformation Stage in his earlier years and had seen the glory of the Upper Cultivation World. However, due to some reasons, his cultivation greatly declined, and he returned to the Lower Cultivation World to become the Sect Master of the Ao Tian Sect.
Now, facing this Spirit Transformation Stage expert, he was not at a disadvantage at all, fighting back and forth for no less than a hundred rounds.
He could even faintly suppress the Spirit Transformation cultivator.
But even so, it couldn’t change the tide of the battle. Those extra Nascent Soul Stage cultivators were fiercely attacking the lower-level cultivators of the Ao Tian Sect, killing and raging to the point where this battlefield had almost become a living hell.
Severed arms, mangled limbs, mountains of corpses, seas of blood.
When A Wei arrived, she was faced with such a terrifying scene.
She stared blankly at the charging cultivators, seemingly unable to understand why they were doing this, her pupils flashing with confusion.
Suddenly, a few strands of blood splattered on her face.
A Wei looked up and saw the cultivator responsible for protecting her get a sword through the throat.
Her pupils were dazed, but she still remembered her duty. She pushed A Wei back, her fingertips subtly moving, signaling her spiritual beast to carry A Wei and flee quickly.
That spiritual beast was a Mysterious Grade Low-Rank spiritual beast, with a cultivation base only at the Golden Core Mid-stage.
Seeing its master die, the spiritual beast roared, its scalding tears falling in large drops. The next moment, it bit A Wei’s collar and desperately carried her to gallop backward.
Those tears wet A Wei’s collar.
But the cultivator pursuing A Wei had no intention of letting them go. He coldly snorted, disdainfully saying, “A Golden Core Mid-stage carrying a mere Qi Refining stage brat, and you still think you can escape.”
Saying this, he raised his sword, about to slay A Wei with his sword.
But he suddenly widened his eyes and looked behind him.
Qin Du, wielding the Warm Song, pierced his heart with a sword, and blood splattered all over his face.
Behind Qin Du, the Spirit Transformation Stage cultivator’s sword was raised abruptly, thrusting towards him, unstoppable.
Qin Du either had to lose an arm or be run through the chest with a sword.
“No!”
A Wei’s voice pierced through the entire battlefield.
The Spirit Transformation Stage cultivator was completely unaffected by her, his sharp sword, about to fall on Qin Du’s back, delivering a fatal blow.
Who would have thought that the moment his sword tip touched Qin Du’s back, his arm would suddenly ache, and the force of his grip would lessen slightly.
As a result, although Qin Du was injured, it was not a serious one.
Qin Du abruptly broke free, shielding A Wei behind him, his eyes flashing with rage.
The Spirit Transformation Stage cultivator’s eyes were already filled with fear.
Not because of Qin Du.
But because in front of him were all Nascent Soul Stage Heaven Rank spiritual beasts!
Bifang, Jiaotu, Feiyi, Yingzhao… and the Celestial Dog that had just bitten his hand, a total of seventeen Heaven Rank spiritual beasts, appeared before his eyes.
Appeared before the eyes of the world.
The Spirit Transformation cultivator was greatly alarmed and tried to break free from the Celestial Dog, but before he could act, Yingzhao lunged forward and bit his left hand. In this instant, the Bifang bird pecked out his eyes.
“Ah!”
At the same time, his arm was torn off by the Celestial Dog.
Several Heaven Rank spiritual beasts, in less than fifteen minutes, tore apart a Spirit Transformation Stage cultivator.
A Wei bypassed Qin Du’s legs and stood before him, tears streaming from her eyes, but her voice was unquestionable:
“Go! Bite them all to death! Bite to death everyone who bullied Jiu Jiu!”
The Nascent Soul Stage Heaven Rank spiritual beasts, whose strength could even rival Spirit Transformation Stage cultivators, joined the battle. They were like gods of slaughter, and buddhas of destruction, trampling the Lingxiao Sect cultivators into oblivion.
Although the disciples of the Ao Tian Sect didn’t know why, they knew these Heaven Rank spiritual beasts were there to help them, and their morale surged.
The battlefield was almost completely one-sided.
With the addition of the spiritual beasts, the outcome of this battle was already obvious.
But Qin Du looked at A Wei’s small and slender figure, his face pale and weak.
He couldn’t protect A Wei anymore.
