"If you yourself are short of breath and lacking confidence, then you’re even more useless."
The elites of the Soul Catching Sect were all lost overnight, and after the internal strife within the Sect, all that’s left is but a few scattered remnants. This paper tiger banner no longer intimidates anyone.
What True Disciple? What descendants of Foundation Establishnt Stage Elders? Now they’re all just a joke.
Without strength, you amount to nothing.
"I admit I underestimated you, but unfortunately, in this world, it’s ultimately strength that matters?"
"Kill you, and we are still the final winners..."
Li Mingqi’s face turned icy cold, suddenly letting out a chilling laugh.
The aura around him surged, his cultivation at the Qi Refining Eighth Layer exuding a powerful presence. His magical artifact flying swords hovered nearby, ready to move at a command, and his followers were poised to take action.
The elite cultivators trained by their Sect could absolutely crush those from small clans, whose cultivators are only slightly stronger than regular Loose Cultivators compared to Upper Sect disciples.
However, in the instant of activating their cultivation techniques, everyone’s expression shifted drastically, including Li Mingqi, whose pupils suddenly dilated. His gaze fixed on Zheng Yi with an intense stare as a searing pain arose within him, causing the flying swords under his control to fall to the ground.
"You actually poisoned us!"
At that mont, the disciples of the Soul Catching Sect felt the presence of poison within their bodies.
They had hurriedly fled to the Qi Family’s territory, where they received an enthusiastic reception from their fellow disciples. Being in positions of power, they instinctively looked down on the small countryside clan, although they remained wary, in the end, they had miscalculated.
Little did they expect that the Qi Family would lace their food with a slow-acting, colorless, and tasteless toxin.
This poison was not ordinary but Spirit Poison, aid specifically at cultivators.
It was extracted from the blood poison of the Zombie Ancestor Demon Bat Cain, never before seen in this world, making it impossible to defend against.
Calculating the ti, it was now when the Spirit Poison was due to erupt.
"When did you poison us?!"
"What kind of poison is this? Our Poison Detection Skill couldn’t detect it at all..."
The situation developed beyond Li Mingqi’s expectations, completely deviating from his initial predictions.
Zheng Yi’s concealnt was one thing, but the fact that such a small Qi Cultivation Clan like the Qi Family did not accept his overtures as a True Disciple, instead choosing to closely follow Zheng Yi, defied logic and caught him off guard.
"There’s no point in saying more, let’s see the real skill under our hands?!"
Zheng Yi said, "Senior Brother Li’s motives are impure, so I can’t uphold gentlemanly conduct here. Though it may not be very honorable, it’s mutual."
"I hope you have a safe journey!"
Zheng Yi waved his hand, and the cultivators of the Qi Family imdiately charged forward, slaughtering all of Li Mingqi’s poisoned followers on the ground with wild sword strikes, showing no rcy.
"Damn it! Zheng Yi, it’s you and to the death!"
Li Mingqi actually pulled out an Antitoxic Pill and swallowed it directly, causing his energy to calm instantly.
Moreover, because his cultivation level was the highest, he had a certain suppressive effect on the poison, allowing him to quickly regain combat power.
But instead of choosing to save people imdiately, nor opting to fight Zheng Yi, he decisively turned around, used the Escape Light Technique, and fled without hesitation.
"Now that looks like what a True Disciple would do, acting decisively, leaving when it’s ti to leave."
"It’s a pity that cutting down the grass requires removing the roots; I have no habit of letting the tiger return to the mountain!"
Watching the figure crash through the gates and fly out, Zheng Yi moved to chase after him.
He didn’t instruct others to pursue, knowing that Li Mingqi, as a True Disciple of the Sect, was not weak in the slightest, being the offspring favored by the Foundation Establishnt Stage Third Elder, with an unknown number of trump cards. Even though poisoned, the Qi Family and others were not capable of handling him.
In a chase between the two, Li Mingqi’s Escape Light Technique was fluid, speed as fast as lightning, yet Zheng Yi’s Body Refining and Qi Cultivation were at their peak, with formidable real combat power, so how could he let him escape?
Until they reached a picturesque spot, Zheng Yi intercepted Li Mingqi.
Actually, Zheng Yi had many ways to catch up to him, but the reason he dragged it to here was simple.
Although they had already torn face, dood to inevitable hostility, Zheng Yi would not indulge him. The other’s interest in his resources, in the entire Qi Family, matched with his own interest in the other’s True Disciple status.
After all, Li Mingqi wasn’t a simple True Disciple; he was the most esteed descendant of the Foundation Establishnt Stage Third Elder. What resources did he have? What secrets from the Sect did he carry out? It was uncertain.
Zheng Yi wanted to maximize the benefits, unwilling to act in a crowded place; now, in this very secluded location, it was easier to strike.
"This place, so picturesque, Senior Brother Li has indeed found himself a fine burial site."
"Hmph! I really admire your courage."
"Dare to chase after alone, aren’t you afraid I’ll kill you? As long as I take you down, wouldn’t the Qi Family be under my say?! "
Li Mingqi sneered coldly, surging with montum, two magic swords ascended, swimming through the air like fish.
But facing Zheng Yi’s attitude, he felt sothing was wrong, his eyes constantly moving, as if genuinely considering.
"Who said I would fight you one-on-one? You’re overthinking..."
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