88: Chapter 88 Meteorite Jade Slip, Earth Vein Spirit Milk!

Su Qinghan was slightly stunned.

She didn't recognize that stone at all, merely feeling that the astral magnetic force contained within it was quite unique, so she had casually stashed it into her Storage Pouch.

She hadn't expected this old poison to be after this item.

Without the slightest hesitation, she directly pulled out the fist-sized black stone from her Storage Pouch and tossed it to Qi Yang.

Qi Yang steadily caught the Xuanwu Star Rock and nodded in satisfaction.

Then, with a flick of his finger, an exquisite jade bottle flew toward Su Qinghan.

"Eat it. This is a detoxifying Medicinal Pill refined by this old man using hundred-year-old blazing sun grass, and it specifically restrains extreme cold demonic poison."

Su Qinghan caught the jade bottle, pulled out the stopper, and took a sniff.

A scorching medicinal power, pure to the extreme, rushed towards her face. Just from taking a single sniff, the chill in her Meridians dissipated by thirty percent.

What a pure Medicinal Pill!

This old poison's Alchemy attainments were probably a notch higher than the Alchemy Elder of the Xuantian Sect!

Su Qinghan didn't doubt it and directly swallowed the Medicinal Pill into her abdomen.

Once the Medicinal Pill entered her body, it rapidly transformed into a violent force of pure Yang, sweeping away the extreme cold demonic poison in her Meridians like autumn leaves scattering before the wind.

Not only that, the lingering medicinal power even helped her stabilize the Realm she had just broken through to.

"Many thanks, Senior, for bestowing the medicine."

Su Qinghan let out a long breath and cupped her fists toward Qi Yang.

Looking at Qi Yang's hunched back, she felt a deep sense of dread regarding his strength, yet at the same time, she felt that this old poison's style of conduct exuded a baffling sense of rigor.

Not greedy, no nonsense, taking only what was needed.

"Merely taking someone's wealth and eliminating disaster for them."

Qi Yang turned around, preparing to leave.

Before leaving, his footsteps paused slightly, and his hoarse voice echoed within the armory.

"Considering that you, this lass, are somewhat pleasing to the eye, I'll gift you a piece of news for free. Ye Hongyu of Ziyang Valley has already set up a lightning-fire killing array outside the core main hall. If you want to go watch the commotion, you'd better prepare thunder-repelling Magical Artifacts in advance."

Having said that, Qi Yang's figure melted directly into the shadows of the armory, as if he had never appeared at all.

Su Qinghan gripped the hanpo sword in her hand tightly, looking at the direction where Qi Yang had vanished, her gaze flickering uncertainly.

"A lightning-fire killing array? Ye Hongyu... It seems the core of Yunge Pavilion is destined to be washed in blood."

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The deepest part of Yunge Pavilion, the core main hall.

This main hall was more than ten times more magnificent than the maze on the outer perimeter.

On the bronze dome, which reached a height of a hundred zhang, countless fist-sized night-shining pearls were embedded, illuminating the entire main hall as bright as day.

Around the main hall stood twelve thick coiling dragon stone pillars, and every single pillar pulsed with Formation runes that made one's heart palpitate.

Right at this moment, in the center of this ancient main hall, a fierce and bloody melee was erupting.

The Xuantian Sect, Ziyang Valley, and Qingyu Sect—the surviving top Prodigys of the Three Major Sects—had all gathered here.

Suspended in mid-air right in the center of the main hall was a Jade Slip exuding an ancient and vicissitudinous aura.

The surface of the Jade Slip circulated profound astral trajectories, and waves of suffocating pressure emanated from within it.

The Fallen Star Jade Slip!

A supreme treasure rumored to record an incomplete fourth-grade low-level spell!

"This spell belongs to Ziyang Valley! Anyone who dares to stop me, die!"

Ye Hongyu wore red clothes like fire, her exquisitely beautiful face full of overbearing arrogance and wildness.

Violent purple lightning and crimson flames coiled around her body, resembling a thunder-fire battle god descended to the mortal world.

Every time the thunder-fire whip in her hand lashed out, it produced a deafening sonic boom, forcing the Qingyu Sect Cultivator trying to approach the Jade Slip to retreat step by step.

"Arrogant! Do you really think you're invincible just because you have Dual Spiritual Roots of thunder and fire?"

Leading the Qingyu Sect was a cold-faced youth in white. He was the Senior Brother of the Qingyu Sect, and his cultivation had long since reached the Qi Condensation 12th Layer Great Perfection.

Cupped in his palm was a small cyan seal—a replica of the Qingyu Sect's sect-guarding secret treasure. Every time it smashed down, it whipped up a violent gale that tore through space, stubbornly withstanding Ye Hongyu's thunder-fire offensive.

As for the Xuantian Sect side, their leader was a True Disciple of Jianzhi Peak.

Although his strength was slightly inferior, relying on the Xuantian Sect's exquisite sword Formation, he roamed wildly on the edges with a few Junior Brothers, occasionally unleashing a sharp Sword Qi in an attempt to find flaws in the contest between the two tigers.

Just as the three parties were at a deadlock, a moon-white figure swept into the main hall like a startled swan.

Su Qinghan!

Wielding a second-grade medium-level Magical Artifact, the hanpo sword, she emanated a sharp, peerless embryonic form of Sword Intent.

The moment she entered the arena, she directly locked onto two Qi Condensation 12th Layer elites of the Qingyu Sect.

"Xuantian Sect Disciples, follow me and kill!"

Su Qinghan gave a crisp shout, the hanpo sword tracing a perfect arc in the air.

The ice-blue Sword Qi mixed with unyielding Sword Intent directly tore apart the Protective Auras of those two Qingyu Sect elites.

"Damn it! This woman has actually comprehended Sword Intent!"

The two elites of the Qingyu Sect turned pale with fright, having no choice but to abandon the fight for the Jade Slip and turn around to deal with Su Qinghan's attack with all their might.

Relying on her own strength, Su Qinghan stubbornly held back the two major experts of the Qingyu Sect, shining brilliantly in the entire main hall and greatly easing the pressure on the Xuantian Sect's True Disciple.

A three-way chaotic battle broke out across the core main hall; the roaring sounds of Magical Artifacts colliding and the blinding flashes of spell explosions intertwined, shaking the dome of the main hall so that it trembled violently.

However, while this group of Prodigys was fighting head over heels for that illusory Divine Ability Jade Slip,

at the very highest point of the main hall's dome, in the shadow of a thick coiling dragon stone pillar,

Qi Yang was quietly lying flat on a crossbeam.

He had arrived long ago.

While Su Qinghan was still in the armory, he had relied on his refined Poison Wood Spiritual Power to silently corrode a blind spot in the outer Formation of the main hall, slipping in without a sound.

Down below, heaven and earth were being shattered by the battle, yet Qi Yang didn't even cast a single glance at the Fallen Star Jade Slip suspended in mid-air.

"A bunch of idiots. Even if you get this kind of spell, without the cultivation of the Foundation Establishment Stage or above, you can't even look at it. Are you going to snatch it and worship it like an ancestor?"

Qi Yang sneered repeatedly in his heart, his turbid eyes staring dead at the bases of the twelve coiling dragon stone pillars around the main hall.

To maintain the Formation operation of this core main hall, the base of every single pillar was embedded with a full ten fist-sized High-Grade Spirit Stones!

These were High-Grade Spirit Stones!

In the outside Cultivation World, a single High-Grade Spirit Stone could be exchanged for ten thousand Low-Grade Spirit Stones, and they were always in high demand with no supply!

There were a full one hundred and twenty of them here!

What made Qi Yang's breathing even more rapid was that beneath the gap in the base of one of the stone pillars, a few drops of milky-white liquid were slowly oozing out.

That liquid exuded a pure, intoxicating vitality. Just by smelling a trace of its scent, Qi Yang felt the Bottleneck of his Qi Condensation 11th Layer loosen slightly.

"earth vein spirit milk of at least five hundred years!"

An excited light burst forth from the depths of Qi Yang's eyes.

This was an peerless auxiliary medicine for assaulting the Qi Condensation 12th Layer Great Perfection!

Once he obtained these few drops of earth vein spirit milk, combined with the star fruit in his hands, he had absolute certainty that he could push his cultivation to the Peak of the Qi Refining Stage in a short period of time!

By then, he would truly possess the qualifications to refine the foundation establishment pill and make a Breakthrough to the Foundation Establishment Stage!

"Fight, it's best if you fight even more fiercely and draw everyone's attention over."

Qi Yang took a deep breath, pushing his Breath Concealment Art to the absolute limit, and crawled bit by bit along the shadows of the dome toward the stone pillar oozing the earth vein spirit milk.

In his hands, he had already gripped several jade bottles filled with top-grade blood-dissolving powder. As long as anyone dared to block his path to wealth, he wouldn't mind letting this core main hall have a few more pools of un-dissolvable blood.