52: Chapter 52 Three-Leaf Golden Lotus

Su Qinghan, who had been leaning against the abandoned Ore with her eyes closed and waiting for death, blankly opened her eyes.

Looking at the three pools of bubbling blood in front of her, she was struck by lightning, and her mind went completely blank.

Three cultivators of the Qi Refining Tenth Layer, just like that... gone?

Not even bone shards were left?

"This... What kind of method is this? Colorless and odorless ultimate poison, along with that elusive hidden weapon..."

Su Qinghan gasped, her back soaked in cold sweat.

Suppressing the excruciating pain of her broken Meridians, she struggled to her feet and bowed deeply toward the empty abandoned mining area around her.

"Many thanks, Senior, for saving my life! This Junior, Su Qinghan, an Inner Sect Disciple of the Xuantian Sect, does not know Senior's esteemed name, but I will definitely repay this great debt in the future!"

All around her, there was only the wailing of the night wind passing through the abandoned mine cave; no one answered her.

Fifty zhang underground, Qi Yang heard Su Qinghan's expression of gratitude and almost couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"Senior? Senior your uncle! I am your useless husband!"

Qi Yang completely ignored Su Qinghan on the ground. He skillfully manipulated his Wood-attribute Spiritual Power, turning it into several invisible tentacles to rummage through the soil.

Soon, three blood-stained Storage Pouches were quietly dragged underground by him.

"I've struck it rich!"

Holding the three Storage Pouches of the Qi Refining Tenth Layer cultivators, a trace of wild joy flashed in his cloudy, aged eyes.

But he did not immediately check the spoils of war.

The most crucial part of the Dao of Hiding and Surviving: destroying the corpses and erasing all traces!

He immediately circulated his Water-attribute Spiritual Power, causing a drizzle of Spiritual Qi to fall upon the three pools of blood on the ground.

The drizzle washed away all the residual poisonous gas, the smell of blood, and any trace of his spiritual power fluctuations, causing them to seep deep into the underground.

Even if a Foundation Establishment Stage powerhouse rushed over right now, they would definitely not be able to find out that three demonic cultivators of the Qi Refining Tenth Layer had once died here!

Having finished all this, Qi Yang left without the slightest hesitation. He directly slapped on a divine mobility talisman and frantically escaped underground, taking a large detour toward the inn in the Market.

Hiding one's achievements and fame, killing without spilling blood.

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Qingyun Market, Yuelai Inn.

Qi Yang vaulted into the room through the back window and immediately removed the isolation Formation.

He nimbly tore off the sallow human-skin mask on his face, took off his gray robe, and changed back into that tattered hemp garment smelling of earth.

He even smeared a little dust on his face, then lay straight on the bed, closed his eyes, and let out a slight snore, as if he had never left the room.

About half an hour later.

Bang!

The door of the inn room was slammed open, and Su Qinghan stumbled in, her face as pale as paper and covered in blood.

With a backhand, she pressed hard against the wooden door, her whole body sliding down the door panel to the ground, panting heavily.

Qi Yang was "awakened."

He suddenly sat up from the bed, his cloudy, aged eyes filled with "terror" and "bewilderment."

Scrambling down the bed, he hunched his waist and walked quickly to Su Qinghan, his hands trembling as he wanted to support her, yet not daring to touch the blood stains on her body.

"Fairy! Fairy, what happened to you?! Did you run into bandit cultivators? Oh dear, what should we do now!"

Qi Yang did not act overly cowardly; he simply portrayed the panic of an old man at the Qi Condensation Third Layer seeing a bloody scene vividly and thoroughly.

Su Qinghan weakly waved her hand, swallowed a mouthful of bloody saliva, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's nothing... I ran into assassins from the Blood Fiend Sect."

She raised her head and looked at Qi Yang's old face covered in wrinkles and full of worry, while the terrifying scene of poisoning in the abandoned mining area involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

She shook her head, casting that unrealistic thought out of her mind.

How could it be this old man?

That Senior who acted in secret was at least a Foundation Establishment Stage powerhouse proficient in the Dao of Poison!

"Fortunately... a master rescued me in secret, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to come back today."

Su Qinghan struggled to stand, walked to the table, and sat down.

"A master rescued you? Fairy is blessed with great fortune; even the heavens are protecting you!"

Qi Yang nodded repeatedly, but in his heart, he sneered, exactly, your husband—me—is that very master.

Su Qinghan ignored Qi Yang's flattery. She took a deep breath and carefully pulled out a blood-stained jade box from her bosom.

Click.

The jade box opened, and a refreshing fragrance permeated the entire room.

In the center of the jade box quietly lay a strange lotus flower that emitted a faint golden light throughout its body and had only three leaves.

"three-leaf golden lotus!"

Qi Yang deliberately gasped, putting on a shocked expression as if he had never seen the world.

Su Qinghan looked at this Spirit Medicine, a trace of fanaticism and resoluteness flashing in her eyes.

"That's right, those traitors of the Luoxia Sect thought I was here to contact former subordinates, but they didn't know my true purpose for this trip was precisely for this!"

She looked at Qi Yang, her tone carrying a rare trace of excitement.

"three-leaf golden lotus, a second-grade upper-tier Spirit Medicine! Its function is not to increase cultivation, but to cleanse the marrow and wash the bones, purifying the Spiritual Root!"

"Although I am a Three-element Profound Spiritual Root, I am still not enough compared to those Prodigies with Dual Spiritual Roots in the Inner Sect. As long as I refine it and wash away the impure Spiritual Qi in my body, the purity of my Spiritual Root can be greatly enhanced!"

"As long as my Spiritual Root is purified, my Breakthrough to the Qi Refining Tenth Layer and stepping into the core circle of the Inner Sect is just around the corner!"

Qi Yang listened and repeatedly cupped his hands in congratulations, "Congratulations, Fairy! Felicitations, Fairy! Fairy's Dao is within reach!"

But in his heart, he was crystal clear about everything.

Things like Spiritual Roots were indeed the most insurmountable chasm in the Cultivation World.

Su Qinghan could risk her life for this grass, which was enough to show the importance of the Spiritual Root.

However, with the black gourd in his hand, even a pig could be forcefully piled up to the heavens with top-grade Spirit Medicine!

"I am going into seclusion immediately to heal my injuries and refine the golden lotus. You will act as my Protector, and no one is allowed to disturb me!"

Su Qinghan gave these instructions, took the jade box, and entered the inner room, activating the defensive Formation that came with the room.

Standing in the outer room and listening to the humming sound of the Formation operating from inside, a trace of irrepressible wild joy finally appeared at the corner of Qi Yang's mouth.

He immediately re-laid an isolation Formation around himself, and then impatiently poured the Storage Pouches of the three Qi Refining Tenth Layer demonic cultivators onto the table.

Clatter!

With a flash of dazzling Spiritual Light, Qi Yang's eyes suddenly lit up frighteningly!

He had struck it rich!

The net worth of the three Qi Refining Tenth Layer demonic cultivators was simply ridiculously wealthy!

Over four thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones piled up into a small mountain!

Over a dozen bottles of high-grade Medicinal Pills used to restore blood vitality and Spiritual Power!

There were also a few Magical Artifacts of the Demonic Path exuding a dense aura of blood fiends!

Qi Yang didn't even look at those Magical Artifacts; he directly pulled out a potion and dissolved them all into scrap metal liquid.

The Magical Artifacts of demonic cultivators carried strong personal imprints, and taking them out to sell was simply courting death.

After putting all the Spirit Stones and Medicinal Pills into his own Storage Pouch, Qi Yang took a deep breath and fished out the remaining major portion of the three-hundred-year-old miasma crystal from his bosom.

This was his greatest harvest from this trip!

Qi Yang sat cross-legged on the ground, forming hand seals, and the Five Poisons Nourishing Spirit Art abruptly operated!

He pressed the miasma crystal against his palm, and his Five-Element Mixed Spiritual Roots turned into a perfect Five Elements Grindstone, frantically extracting the poisonous fiendish Qi within the crystal!

Boom!

As the poisonous fiend entered his body, it felt like ten thousand ants biting his heart!

Qi Yang's muscles convulsed violently, and the blue veins on his forehead bulged, but he gritted his teeth tightly without making a single sound.

The Five Elements Grindstone frantically crushed and stripped away those fatal poisonous fiends bit by bit, eventually transforming them into wisps of pure and overbearing dark green Poison Wood Spiritual Power, fiercely slamming into his Dantian Qi Sea!

I don't know how much time had passed.

Accompanied by a muffled roar from within his Dantian, Qi Yang's Qi Condensation 8th Layer Spiritual Power inside his body, which had been somewhat flighty due to breaking through too quickly, was thoroughly consolidated and stabilized by this massive poisonous fiend!

Not only that, but the reserves of Poison Wood Spiritual Power surged by more than double, directly pushing him to the Middle Stage of the Qi Condensation 8th Layer, taking an extremely solid step toward the Qi Condensation 9th Layer!