Yunling Mountain.
The night is as dark as iron.
Snowflakes flutter down.
Snow falls in the forest, gradually turning into two small mounds over the two corpses.
With a rustle, the snow on a branch falls, nearly hitting a Snow Spirit Wolf that was approaching the corpses.
This Snow Spirit Wolf had been hiding here for a long ti, eyeing those two corpses.
It only began to move at this mont.
The Snow Spirit Wolf approached one of the corpses, opened its blood-red mouth, revealing sharp teeth, and bit down fiercely.
Bang!
The Snow Spirit Wolf was knocked away, landing on the ground, already a bloody ss, without breath.
That "corpse" sat up, spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, hurriedly took out two pills from his bosom, fed them into his mouth, and hoarsely said:
"Qin Gengyun, I must kill you!"
Zhou Kun struggled to stand up, he was seriously injured at this mont, and it would be troubleso if he encountered a Second Grade Spirit Beast.
At this mont, the short and fat "corpse" beside him also ca back to life. Yang Fengshan got up, weakly saying:
"Senior Zhou, you can’t leave out!"
Zhou Kun snorted coldly, just about to speak when his expression changed suddenly.
Across from them appeared a figure, half of his body covered in blood, his face pale, yet his eyes were burning with killing intent.
"Zhou Kun, Yang Fengshan, you are indeed not dead."
"Senior Qin! It’s all a misunderstanding, really! I was forced by Zhou Kun!"
Yang Fengshan instantly knelt down, skillfully kowtowing and begging for rcy.
Zhou Kun also waved his hand repeatedly: "Taoist Friend Qin, you are already a Great Cultivator at the Fifth-Layer Qi Cultivation, you should have a broad mind, I did not truly harm you, you have vented your anger, how about we call it quits?"
While speaking, his hand reached into his bosom.
He still had unused Magical Artifacts and Talisman Paper, if not for being deceived by Qin Gengyun, believing he only had Fourth-Layer Qi Cultivation, he wouldn’t have been forced to this extent.
If only given the opportunity to use his Magical Artifacts and Talisman Paper, he would surely...
In the next mont, Qin Gengyun’s figure flashed, already before Zhou Kun’s eyes, Zhou Kun’s eyes were wide with fury:
"Dare such an impudent child?!"
Crunch!
Qin Gengyun punched Zhou Kun’s chest, the force going right through, his fist directly penetrated out the back!
Spurt!
Zhou Kun’s mouth opened, but only torrents of fresh blood ca out, his voice hoarse, struggling to say his last words:
"You, you used the Red Fury Pill?"
Qin Gengyun withdrew his hand from Zhou Kun’s chest, struck two more blows after the body fell.
Once confird dead, he rose and looked towards Yang Fengshan.
On the way here, for safety’s sake, he indeed took two Red Fury Pills.
The pill’s effect is a short-term increase in physical strength and power.
By the middle and late periods of Qi Cultivation, such pills are largely useless, but to the current Qin Gengyun, who knows no Combat Techniques.
He could only rely on his fists for now.
Fortunately, Zhou Kun was already seriously injured, that chest-piercing blow had utterly killed him.
Adding two more strikes was a reminder of his earlier carelessness.
In future encounters with enemies, he must rember to finish them off.
"Senior Qin, please, don’t kill ! I’m willing to be at your service, just spare ..."
Spurt!
Another punch, Yang Fengshan’s body fell, the snow rapidly soaked red with blood.
Qin Gengyun was slightly breathless, his expression relatively calm.
After all, it was the "second ti" killing, not so panicking anymore.
After calming for a mont, he frisked Zhou Kun and found a short sword, the blade pale blue, emanating a faint glow, appearing to be a Low Tier Magical Artifact.
Along with more than ten sheets of Talisman Paper and pills, all ant for Magical Combat.
If Zhou Kun had not been so careless, and used these things from the start, Qin Gengyun wouldn’t have had a chance to win.
Yet Zhou Kun, though a Fifth-Layer Qi Cultivator, was so careless and arrogant, he wouldn’t live to Foundation Establishnt even if he didn’t die by Qin’s hand.
It’s a lesson to be cautious and modest, no matter what Realm the Cultivation reaches, never to be self-important.
If engaging in Magical Combat, always keep sothing hidden, feign weakness, and once struck, crush the enemy utterly, never repeating today’s mistakes.
Yet how to dispose of these two bodies now?
Should he just leave them here for wild Spirit Beasts to gnaw?
As Qin Gengyun was pondering, he suddenly felt sothing amiss behind him, quickly got up and turned around in shock.
A tall figure stood before him, with red hair, clad in red, gracefully poised amidst the falling snow.
Red and white, suffused with killing intent, yet ethereal.
Qin Gengyun took a step back, wary, bowing his hand:
"This Taoist friend, may I ask your guidance?"
This red-haired female cultivator was sowhat uncanny, wearing a veil so her features weren’t clear, also unknown if friend or foe.
Could she be reinforcents summoned by Zhou Kun?
The red-haired female cultivator spoke, her voice ethereal: "I have so past grudges with Zhou Kun, didn’t expect him to be killed by you."
Qin Gengyun remained vigilant: "Since Zhou Kun has already been killed, what do you intend?"
The red-haired female cultivator replied: "Since you helped kill my enemy, you count as half a benefactor. I noticed you seem unfamiliar with Magical Combat, I... can teach you."
Qin Gengyun bowed: "Thank you, Taoist friend, but I have no intention of engaging in combat with anyone, I must decline your kind offer."
Of course he wanted to learn Magical Combat, but this suddenly appearing red-haired female cultivator reeked of eeriness, unknown whether friend or foe, how can one so easily take her as a teacher?
Moreover, her Cultivation wasn’t apparent, being enemies with Zhou Kun, suggesting her Cultivation wasn’t far off.
How could such be qualified as his ntor?
The red-haired woman glanced him up and down, suddenly raising her hand, a rush of crimson fla shot forth, Qin Gengyun was aghast, hurriedly dodging.
Looking up, the tall figure had vanished, a soft hand already touching his back, that ethereal voice sounded in his ear:
"If I truly attacked, you’d already be dead."
Qin Gengyun was chilled, a deep sense of powerlessness surged in his heart.
This woman, too strong!
It was a shudder from the soul, an instinctual inferiority of the lower rank towards the upper.
Qin Gengyun said with a bitter voice: "Why didn’t the Taoist friend kill ?"
"Did I not say? You helped kill my enemy, as a return, I teach you Magical Combat."
The red-haired female cultivator said indifferently.
"Taoist friend, with your Cultivation, Zhou Kun wasn’t your match at all, my killing him hardly counts as an act of grace, right?"
Qin Gengyun remains highly wary of this red-haired female cultivator.
"Why are you so troubleso?!"
The red-haired female cultivator suddenly grew impatient, her ethereal voice showing a hint of reproach.
Qin Gengyun was startled, turned to look at her.
Why did this feeling seem sowhat familiar?
The red-haired woman quickly regained her icy composure, calmly saying:
"I see you have good aptitude, ruthless in action, appealing to , which is why I intend to teach you."
Qin Gengyun startled: "Senior, it’s the first ti soone ntioned I have talent."
Such a reason is too flimsy, isn’t it?
"Today you narrowly defeated Zhou Kun, if next ti you encounter a stronger adversary, they will not only take your life but dishonor those you care about, would you not regret missing today’s chance then?"
The red-haired woman’s words startled Qin Gengyun, the image of Qiu Zhihe’s elegant yet lovely face erged in his mind.
And also the forlorn figure of Mo Xiaolan, forced to leave for far-off places to protect him.
"If you want to learn, co find here, at 11:45 PM tomorrow."
As the words fell, two flas surged, reducing Zhou Kun and Yang Fengshan’s bodies to ashes.
When Qin Gengyun turned back, that tall figure had already vanished without a trace.
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