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100: Chapter 100 Su Qinghan's Rise to Fame

Along the way, Qi Yang avoided several groups of Cultivators fighting fiercely.

He saw with his own eyes several Loose Cultivators of the Qi Condensation 11th Layer being directly ground into mincemeat by the elites of the Tianluo Sect, all for the sake of fighting over a second-grade Spirit Medicine.

Blood stained the dark soil red, and the pungent stench of blood mixed with the toxic miasma made one feel like vomiting.

Qi Yang watched coldly from the sidelines, but his pace did not slow down in the slightest.

Just as he was about to pass through a ruined ancient stone forest and prepare to completely leave the core area of Qianji Valley, a deafening roar of spiritual power suddenly came from ahead!

"Form the formation! Do not panic! Guard the Gate of Life to the death!"

A cold, decisive female voice, carrying an endless intent of slaughter, penetrated the thick toxic miasma and clearly entered Qi Yang's ears.

Qi Yang's forward steps suddenly halted, and his eyebrows raised slightly.

He was all too familiar with this voice; it was none other than his nominal wife, Su Qinghan!

He climbed onto a massive black rock and looked down through the toxic miasma from a commanding height.

On the open ground of the stone forest below, a good thirty-plus elite Disciples of the Tianluo Sect were tightly surrounding a dozen or so Xuantian Sect Disciples in the center.

Leading them was a Peak expert of the Qi Condensation 12th Layer from the Tianluo Sect!

This man had a face full of fierce flesh and held a massive battle-axe emitting a terrifying bloody glow. Every swing brought forth a bloody axe light several Zhang long, shaking the surrounding air into violent distortion.

"Scurry of the Xuantian Sect, none of you should dream of leaving Qianji Valley alive today! Kill them!"

The fierce-faced burly man roared wildly, his bloody battle-axe descending with the momentum of Mount Tai pressing down, slashing fiercely at the defensive formation of the Xuantian Sect Disciples.

Facing such terrifying pressure, Su Qinghan, who was surrounded in the center, did not panic in the slightest.

Her moon-white long dress was already stained red with blood, but the light in her phoenix eyes was even more bone-chilling than ice.

"Seven Stars Gather Qi, Sword Qi Transforms into Astral Qi! Defend!"

Su Qinghan calmly commanded her fellow Disciples around her.

Under her direction, the spiritual power of the dozen or so Xuantian Sect Disciples rapidly converged into a perfect whole.

A thick, ice-blue sword astral qi soared into the sky, forcefully blocking that terrifying bloody axe light!

Boom!

The violent shockwave swept across the surroundings, shattering the ruined stone pillars nearby one after another.

The Peak expert of the Qi Condensation 12th Layer from the Tianluo Sect was shaken back two steps, a trace of shock flashing in his eyes.

"This girl has actually mastered the Seven Stars Sword Formation to such an extent?"

Hiding in the dark, Qi Yang also nodded repeatedly as he watched.

This kind of leadership ability and precise control over the battlefield was definitely honed from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood on the border battlefields.

"Absolute Cold Sword Domain, open!"

Just as the members of the Tianluo Sect had exhausted their old strength and had yet to generate new strength, Su Qinghan seized this fleeting weakness.

The hanpo sword in her hand let out a clear, resonant dragon roar, and a bone-chilling Sword Intent erupted with a bang!

The temperature within dozens of Zhang dropped sharply, and the moisture in the air condensed into countless ice-blue icicles.

Merging herself with her sword, Su Qinghan transformed into a brilliant ice-blue stream of light, charging directly into the Tianluo Sect's camp!

Chi! Chi! Chi!

Wherever the sword light passed, blood splattered!

The Peak expert of the Qi Condensation 12th Layer was pale with fright and hastily swung his bloody battle-axe to parry.

But Su Qinghan's Sword Intent was too fast and too cold!

The hanpo sword accurately pierced the blade of the battle-axe. The extreme cold air frantically spread along the handle, and in just half a breath, that fierce Magical Artifact was completely frozen over, with fine cracks even appearing on it!

"Counterattack! Kill!"

Su Qinghan shouted coldly.

The morale of the Xuantian Sect Disciples was greatly boosted. Following the gap torn open by Su Qinghan, they frantically broke through the encirclement.

In an instant, the Tianluo Sect's encirclement was broken into pieces, and screams of agony rose and fell.

Crouching on the giant rock, Qi Yang looked at Su Qinghan showing off her great power below and couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Not bad, not bad. This girl is really getting fiercer and fiercer now. She can completely hold her own; there's no need for me to worry about her at all."

Qi Yang muttered to himself in his heart.

Since Su Qinghan's life was not in danger, Qi Yang naturally wouldn't show himself to steal her thunder.

However, since he was already here, he couldn't return empty-handed.

Qi Yang's gaze fell on the periphery of the battlefield, where several heavily injured and dying elites of the Tianluo Sect lay.

These were all fat sheep!

Using the cover of the Five Elements toxic miasma, he quietly slid down from the giant rock.

Liquid Poison Wood Spiritual Power flowed beneath his feet, making his entire being seem like a ghost as he rapidly approached those heavily injured and fallen Tianluo Sect Disciples close to the ground.

"Save... save me..."

A Tianluo Sect Disciple, whose chest had been pierced through by Sword Qi, saw Qi Yang approaching. Thinking he was a fellow Disciple, he weakly reached out a hand for help.

"Be more careful in your next life."

Qi Yang's eyes were indifferent. Without any nonsense, he flicked his finger, and a drop of colorless, odorless Frost Absolute Shadow poison accurately fell into the opponent's wound.

That Disciple didn't even let out a scream before his heart meridian was frozen solid by the extreme cold poison, dying as thoroughly as could be.

Qi Yang nimbly unfastened the Storage Pouch at the man's waist and casually splashed a few drops of corpse-dissolving water.

Accompanied by a puff of pungent white smoke, the corpse dissolved into a pool of yellow water, completely merging into the soil.

In this manner, Qi Yang followed suit, frantically looting on the edge of the battlefield.

In just half an incense stick's time, he had swiped five Storage Pouches from the elites of the Tianluo Sect.

These guys dared to come to Qianji Valley to participate in the wager battle, so the Spirit Stones and Medicinal Pills they carried on them were definitely not few. This wave was absolutely a massive profit!

After looting the corpses, Qi Yang didn't spare another glance at the chaotic battle in the distance. He turned around, slapped on a top-grade divine mobility talisman, transformed into a gray afterimage, and completely vanished into the depths of the toxic miasma of Qianji Valley...

A few days later, the Qianji Valley wager battle came to a complete close.

With Su Qinghan and other Prodigies fighting to the death, the Xuantian Sect not only successfully snatched a large amount of rare resources but also heavily damaged the elite forces of the Tianluo Sect, winning the mining rights to that border spirit mineral vein with an absolute advantage!

As for Su Qinghan, she completely became famous across both sects by virtue of her record of freezing the Peak expert of the Qi Condensation 12th Layer of the Tianluo Sect with a single sword strike inside Qianji Valley!

Throughout the entire Xuantian Sect, there was no one who did not know that Jianzhi Peak had produced a decisive and ruthless female Sword Cultivator.

But the noise and revelry of the outside world had nothing to do with Qi Yang. He had already returned to the deep rear of the Xuantian Sect, back to his remote and desolate Nether Grass Field.

Deep within the secret room, upon a bronze stone platform.

Qi Yang sat cross-legged, pouring out all five Storage Pouches he had looted from Qianji Valley all at once.

Clatter!

Piles of Low-Grade Spirit Stones, over a dozen bottles of high-grade healing Medicinal Pills, and all sorts of miscellaneous Magical Artifact Materials piled up into a small hill.

"These bastards from the Tianluo Sect are truly filthy rich!"

Qi Yang grinned, categorizing these spoils of war and putting them all into his own pockets.

Afterwards, he solemnly took out a box made of hundred-year warm jade.

Opening the box, lying quietly inside was that fist-sized piece of scarlet flame essence gold, which emitted a scorching fire-attribute and sharp metal-attribute spiritual energy.

"With the fire and metal attributes secured, and the xuanshui true crystal as well, next is to make a full push for the Peak of the Qi Condensation 12th Layer!"

Qi Yang took a deep breath, properly sealing the scarlet flame essence gold in the most central hidden compartment of the secret room, and set up a triple poison formation to guard it closely.

Although his current cultivation had already stepped into the Qi Condensation 12th Layer, the Dantian Qi Sea of his Five-Element Mixed Spiritual Roots was simply too vast, like a bottomless pit.

To fill this bottomless pit and reach the Great Perfection Realm where he could attempt Foundation Establishment, he still needed a massive amount of spiritual power support!

Qi Yang did not delay, immediately starting a crazy six-month mode of secluded cultivation and pill-popping!

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