Qi Yun sat cross-legged in a corner of the Yin Ruins.
The aura around his body rged with the pure, pervasive Earth Evil Qi.
Like an invisible vortex, he greedily absorbed this Creation of Heaven and Earth.
His Innate Qi Heart thod was the type to prioritize quantity, and as he operated it at full capacity, he was like a whale devouring water.
Under the scouring of the Earth Evil Qi, the acupoints in his body that had yet to be opened were gradually being cleared at a speed several tis faster than in the outside world.
’No wonder the Four Sects fight so fiercely over these Yin Ruins, even coming to blows...’ Qi Yun was inwardly astonished as he felt his cultivation rapidly increase.
’With the help of this Dao Soil, an ordinary Qi Refining Seventh Layer cultivator could probably clear all the Earth Fiend acupoints in their body in two years at most. This would save them more than half the arduous effort of searching for and painstakingly completing the refinent themselves.’
The Earth Evil Qi emanating from this Earth Temple was not only incomparably pure, far surpassing that of natural Earth Evil Points, but it also contained a unique "Dao Rhy."
This made the efficiency of absorption and refinent extrely high.
It was truly worthy of being called a Supre Treasure capable of increasing a Sect’s foundation, its value imasurable.
Imrsed in the pleasure of this rapid improvent, Qi Yun planned to press on, clear all his remaining acupoints, and strive to enter the Qi Refining Eighth Layer as soon as possible.
But just as his Heart and Spirit were focused, a faint, detached, yet incredibly clear voice abruptly sounded deep within his Sea of Consciousness:
"Is the Secret True Cultivator of our Sect, Qi Yun, present?"
This voice was not transmitted through the air but acted directly upon his Divine Soul, appearing in his Sea of Consciousness.
The sudden transmission startled Qi Yun. He was instantly pulled from his cultivation state, his eyes flying open as his sharp gaze swept around like a bolt of lightning.
As far as he could see, the surrounding disciples of the Four Major Sects, who were all sitting in cultivation, had normal expressions and steady auras.
They were clearly all imrsed in their own cultivation, and none of them had noticed anything unusual. No one was even looking at him.
’To be able to transmit a ssage directly into my Sea of Consciousness without alerting anyone else?’
’The thods of a Master?!’
Alarm bells rang in Qi Yun’s mind. He cald his Heart and Spirit and cautiously replied:
"May I ask which senior is calling for ?"
The voice remained as placid as ever, devoid of any worldly emotion, as if stating so trivial matter:
"This Master’s designation is Qian Xin. You may call Martial Uncle Qian Xin."
Qian Xin Master!
Qi Yun’s heart grew cold. ’It really is a Master from the Foundation Establishnt Stage.’
Knowing that the person who sent the transmission was a Foundation Establishnt Master, he dared not be disrespectful and replied reverently:
"I wonder what instructions Master Qian Xin has for ?"
Qian Xin Master’s voice ca through, neither hurried nor slow:
"This Master has a mission for you.
In half an hour, this Master will join forces with several other martial brothers to temporarily seal off the entire Yin Ruins, cutting it off from the outside."
Qi Yun’s heart skipped a beat.
’Seal off the entire Yin Ruins?’
’This ans a direct confrontation with the Foundation Establishnt Masters from the other Three Sects outside!’
’When did the Holy Sect get so aggressive?’
Qian Xin Master continued, "During this period of lockdown, what you need to do is break into the Earth Temple before you. Deep inside, you must find the Earth Temple’s core and seize control of it."
’What?’
Qi Yun almost thought he’d misheard.
’Break into the Earth Temple?’
’Seize control?’
’This is like snatching food from a tiger’s mouth! No, it’s like trying to grab a tiger by the balls while four of them are watching!’
Never mind the unknown dangers within the Earth Temple itself.
If he actually did this and word got out, he, Qi Yun, would imdiately beco a thorn in the side of the Yellow Springs Netherworld, the Cyan Sect, and Fengduo.
"Martial Uncle!" Qi Yun refused almost without thinking:
"This matter is too important! This disciple’s cultivation is low, I’m afraid I am not up to such a great responsibility!"
He really couldn’t understand. The Holy Sect had nurous Inner Mansion True Cultivators, and quite a few at the Qi Refining Seventh Layer.
Why would a suicide mission like this fall to him?
’Could it be... that soone is targeting ?’
Qian Xin Master didn’t seem surprised by his reaction, his voice remaining level as he explained:
"It’s not that the Sect has no one else, but that this Earth Temple is special.
The Earth Evil Qi inside it is so dense it has almost materialized, forming a unique field."
"Within this field, only those at the Qi Refining Seventh Layer or below, whose Earth Fiend acupoints have not yet been fully cleared, can move about with relative freedom.
This is because uncleared acupoints will spontaneously resist the influx of Earth Evil Qi, unless willingly opened."
"But once all the Earth Fiend acupoints in the body are cleared, reaching the Qi Refining Eighth Layer realm of ’Hundred Acupoints Spirit Communication,’ being in the core area of this Earth Temple is like being a container that’s already full of water. You would be forcefully infused with the endless, pervasive, and pure Earth Evil Qi.
The final result... would be your acupoints overloading, causing your body to explode."
"Among the disciples in the Sect who et the conditions and are currently in the Yin Ruins, this Master has investigated and found that your Cultivation Foundation is the most solid, and your temperant and thods are also of the Upper Grade.
Furthermore... you are the one chosen by Senior Brother Deng.
Therefore, this mission can only be yours."
Qi Yun fell silent upon hearing this.
’You know I’m Blood Demon Master’s man, and you’re still giving this mission.’
’What, do you two have a grudge or sothing?’
As if sensing Qi Yun’s resistance, Qian Xin Master chuckled. "Don’t worry, I won’t have you do it for nothing.
Have you heard of the Wind-Still Pill?"
Upon hearing the na "Wind-Still Pill," Qi Yun’s tightly furrowed brow suddenly relaxed, and a terrifying glint erupted in his eyes.
The Wind-Still Pill!
Even with Qi Yun’s calm and steady disposition, he couldn’t stop his eyes from flashing with a brilliant light.
The Wind-Still Pill—any cultivator with even a bit of knowledge who aspired to walk the Foundation Establishnt Dao had heard of its great na and deeply yearned for it!
This item wasn’t an ordinary elixir, but a Disposable Magical Treasure that could only be refined by a True Monarch Level existence!
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