65: The mysterious force "Tianyuan"

In an antique-style pavilion in Tianjian City, the Young Lord of the Zhongmiao Sect, Zhang Quan, was very angry.

Recalling the infuriating incident from a short while ago, his expression grew increasingly gloomy.

As the Young Lord of a Golden Core Level Sect, he should have been surrounded by adulation and immensely glorious.

Yet now, the two women he had taken a fancy to appeared so cold and dismissive after learning his identity.

What made him feel even more humiliated was that he had been insulted by a strange man.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Gritting his teeth, he roared at his subordinates nearby:

"What use are you pieces of trash to this Young Lord?"

"If it weren't for the fact that you've followed this Young Lord for so long, I would have already replaced all of you incompetent fools!"

His four Zhongmiao Sect Cultivators exchanged glances, then immediately knelt down in unison and said repeatedly.

"It is because our strength is low; we beg the Young Lord to punish us."

However, their voices were filled with helplessness.

"Investigate for me! I want information on those two women! And that man as well!"

"I want them to know the consequences of offending me!"

Zhang Quan's eyes revealed his anger as he repeated this sentence over and over.

"Yes, Young Lord."

"Fine, get out! All of you, get out! Without my order, no one is allowed to disturb me!"

Zhang Quan waved his hand, and after dismissing his subordinates, he locked himself in the room.

The door slammed shut behind him.

Instantly, the pavilion fell into silence.

The originally vicious-looking Zhang Quan's expression changed abruptly the moment the door closed.

The anger in his eyes gradually subsided, replaced by calmness and wisdom.

Where was there any trace of his previous arrogance and domineering manner?

The reason he was here was because an important industry of the Zhongmiao Sect was located in this Tianjian City.

He was not the person originally responsible for inspecting the industries in Tianjian City; it was only because that Disciple suddenly decided to go into closed-door cultivation that the Sect temporarily assigned the task to him.

"There must be someone pushing this behind the scenes."

A look of deep thought gradually appeared on Zhang Quan's face.

His eyes turned cold as he began to recall the Disciples in the Zhongmiao Sect who posed a threat to his position as Young Lord.

"Is it him?"

"No, no, no, that can't be."

"Could it be her?"

"That is possible."

However, Zhang Quan, lost in thought, did not notice at all.

A masked man behind him was sneaking up, holding a cloth bag in his left hand and a thick wooden stick in his right.

Qin Dong lunged forward, covering the man's upper body with the cloth bag.

His fingertips quickly tapped several vital points on the man's Meridians, and then the stick in his hand rained down with a flurry of blows.

"Ah, who are you! Who is it!"

In the chaos, Zhang Quan discovered that he could not use his cultivation and could only passively endure the beating.

Qin Dong knew a little bit about stick techniques; after dozens of strikes like a storm, Zhang Quan was already battered and bruised, foaming at the mouth, and knocked unconscious on the spot.

"That'll teach you to dare to flirt with my woman!"

"You bastard."

"Pfft!"

After the chaotic beating, Qin Dong kicked him hard twice more, which finally relieved some of his anger.

Then he bent down and searched him, quickly pulling out three spatial rings from his body.

Needless to say, they were all confiscated and appropriated.

After succeeding, Qin Dong did not linger, casually erased his Aura from the room, and moved toward the next target location using his movement technique.

From the other party's spatial rings, besides a pile of miscellaneous items, Qin Dong found three Cultivation Techniques of the Zhongmiao Sect.

Two were Yellow Rank Peak Grade, and one was Profound Rank Medium Grade.

He spent thousands of top-up points to max them out to Perfection instantly.

Plus a few sets of Zhongmiao Sect Disciple robes found inside the spatial rings.

In no time, Qin Dong changed his face and figure, and after changing his attire, he became a Zhongmiao Sect Cultivator.

He continued on his way and soon arrived at the second location.

Tianjian City, a remote and desolate place in the city.

In a pitch-black complex of buildings, several large courtyards were adjacent to each other.

These courtyards were tightly surrounded by a layer of Formation; the Formation's Rank was not too high.

Given Qin Dong's attainments in Formation, sneaking in was not difficult.

In the center of the courtyard, fifty Cultivators wearing black cloaks sat by two long tables.

Their masks covered their faces, leaving only pairs of fanatical eyes.

In front of each person was placed a strange Medicinal Pill interwoven with purple and blue patterns.

One of the masked leaders said in a solemn voice: "Thank the Great Gate!"

"Thank the Great Gate!"

One person shouted, and then everyone shouted in unison.

"Thank the great Tian Yuan."

"Thank the great Tian Yuan."

"For the eternal well-being of the world."

"Eternal life comes from the eternal Tian Yuan; I am always prepared to sacrifice myself for the great Tian Yuan!"

The atmosphere in the courtyard became increasingly tense and fanatical, with every masked person remaining impassioned.

"Consume the pill!"

The masked leader gave the order.

"Thank Tian Yuan!"

Everyone scrambled to stuff the strange Medicinal Pill into their mouths, instantly revealing an expression of extreme enjoyment, as if they had eaten some kind of Immortal Pill.

"Ah~ what a wonderful feeling; I feel that my cultivation has made another major Breakthrough."

"I feel like I saw the smile on my mother's face when she gave birth to me."

"I feel like my intelligence has increased, greatly increased; I am a Genius!"

"Thank the great Tian Yuan."

"Thank the great Tian Yuan..."

After expressing their feelings, many of the masked people looked satisfied and continued to shout those strange slogans loudly.

On the roof, Qin Dong, who had been eavesdropping on their conversation for quite a while, had a particularly interesting expression.

"Not good, I'm afraid I've encountered some strange force."

"The tracking charm I left on that guy is definitely here."

Should I... just forget it?

Qin Dong subconsciously wanted to turn and leave, but a moment later, he suddenly turned back, his gaze revealing a sense of obsession.

"No, my state of mind is not clear!"

The most important thing in Cultivation is for one's state of mind to be clear; seeking revenge for grievances is Qin Dong's principle!

Qin Dong is a man of principle; principles cannot be abandoned!

So, in the next moment, he leaped down from the roof like a fierce tiger descending a mountain.

He swung the wooden stick in his hand and smashed it toward the nearest masked person.

"I thank your grandfather!"

"Bang!"

With a dull thud, the wooden stick smashed hard against the masked person's head, and the opponent instantly stuck out their tongue and collapsed, unconscious.

In the courtyard, everyone who was originally immersed in the strange atmosphere woke up instantly and looked over.

"Who dares to break into this old man's building!"

"Presumptuous!"

"To dare to disturb our cultivation."

"You dare to show contempt for Tian Yuan!"

Everyone stood up in unison and took out their respective Magical Artifacts to attack Qin Dong.

The battle broke out instantly.

In the next moment, a masked person holding a long blade was the first to attack Qin Dong.

The opponent stepped forward, slashing down ruthlessly with the long blade in their hand, and combined with their footwork, unleashed several consecutive slashes, all of which were easily dodged by Qin Dong.

The wooden stick in Qin Dong's hand swung casually, and with sharp stick techniques, he knocked out another person again.

In a few moments, he easily defeated two masked people.

The masked leader immediately realized the seriousness of the situation and asked in a high-pitched voice:

"Who exactly are you?"

"Naturally, the person beating you up."

Qin Dong responded coldly while facing the siege of other masked people.

He threw away the wooden stick and reached out with his consciousness to his spatial ring.

A long blade immediately fell into his palm; this was the Magical Artifact of the Zhongmiao Sect Young Lord, a Profound Rank High Grade Magical Artifact.

Then, Qin Dong's figure flickered as he pounced toward several Cultivators.

Lingmiao Phantom Steps!

His figure flashed like lightning, leaving a series of afterimages in place, and instantly appeared in front of several masked people.

Immediately after, Qin Dong flipped his wrist, and the long blade in his hand turned into a flash of cold light, slashing toward two of the Cultivators with lightning speed.

However, he did not take their lives, only striking with the back of the blade.

Accompanied by the dull thuds of "bang, pfft...", he knocked out several more masked people.

Qin Dong handled the group of masked people with ease, beating them until they were dazed and confused.

"Lightning Summoning Spell!"

A masked person held a Spell formula, lightning gathering between their fingers, and in the next moment, the lightning suddenly pointed at Qin Dong.

The surging lightning struck violently, heading straight for Qin Dong's head.

"Showing off before an expert."

Qin Dong couldn't help but laugh out loud, activating and unleashing an Earth-Tier Techniques.

Five Immortals Lightning Curse!

Instantly, thunder raged in Qin Dong's palm; he extended his palm, and countless lightning bolts roared and vibrated.

The terrifying, countless thunderbolts bloomed at this moment, and the sky-filling lightning wrapped the masked person inside.

Instantly wrapping the masked person in deafening lightning, with thunder and lightning flashing, until the opponent was shocked unconscious and fell to the ground.

Qin Dong only used ten percent of his power; if it weren't for the lack of Killing Intent in his heart, the opponent would have already turned to ashes.

Two more masked people attacked with weapons from the side, but Qin Dong no longer used the Five Immortals Lightning Curse, instead unleashing the Zhongmiao Sect's blade techniques.

The long blade danced lightly in his hands; the seemingly slow attacks were instantly unpredictable.

The speed of the Moves changed, with thousands of variations that were impossible to defend against, making it difficult for these masked people to parry.

Seeing that close combat was failing, the masked people scrambled to cast Spells to fight the enemy.

"Violent Poison Mist!"

"Heavenly Demon Blazing Fire!"

"Profound Ice Spikes!"

These Spells couldn't be said to have had little effect; it could only be said that they had almost no effect at all.

Because before the Spells could even touch him, they were all blocked by an invisible barrier.

The masked leader looked panicked and hurriedly ordered his subordinates to go for reinforcements.

"There is an attack by a mysterious Foundation Establishment Cultivator."

"Quick, go notify the Advanced Apostle!"

"This is the Zhongmiao Sect's Zhongmiao Blade Technique!" during the battle, a masked person exclaimed, then shouted angrily.

"You are a powerhouse of the Zhongmiao Sect! How dare you attack our Tian Yuan!"

"What thing? Tian Yuan?"

Slightly stunned, Qin Dong heard the opponent shout this name again.

He then realized that this might be the name of this force, so Qin Dong silently noted the name.

Originally, he only intended to teach that guy named Liu Baoxing a lesson; he didn't expect to stumble upon something like this by accident.

And it seemed that this force had some kind of scheme.

However, he didn't have enough free time to worry about so many things.

After the revenge was complete, it was time for him to retreat, so he immediately used his movement technique to break free from the encirclement.

The group of Tian Yuan Cultivators cast Spells, wanting to stop Qin Dong from leaving, but how could these Cultivators who were not even at the Foundation Establishment Realm stop Qin Dong?

"You hurt our Tian Yuan people and still want to run? It's too late."

"Quick, activate the Formation!"

Seeing that Qin Dong was about to escape the courtyard, the masked leader immediately gave the order.

Suddenly, waves of Spiritual Qi rose all around, and eighteen Formation Flags hidden in the courtyard were activated.

A huge Formation lit up, shrouding the entire building and isolating this place from the outside world.

"Golden Core Level Trap Formation!"

Qin Dong secretly thought, "Not good."

He didn't expect this unexpected turn of events.

The conspiracy of these guys was exposed; he was afraid he couldn't leave easily.

Sure enough, in the next moment, a series of profound and mysterious Formation runes lit up in a secret passage.

With Qin Dong's attainments in Formation, he naturally saw easily that this was a Teleportation Array.

The layout of this Teleportation Array was not very clever, and it was only a short-range teleportation.

But its location was where the Formation eye was, with the strongest defensive power; Qin Dong was already too late to destroy it.

The Formation flickered in the air, like a gorgeous flower blooming, radiating light and instantly illuminating the entire building.

In the Void Realm, it seemed that an invisible force was twisting, and accompanied by a low humming sound, a group of masked Cultivators gradually emerged from the Teleportation Array.

Their ruthless eyes were hidden under their masks, and they were aggressive.

Like a pack of hungry beasts, they were eager to devour their prey.

Every one of these Cultivators had a cultivation of at least Early Stage Foundation Establishment, holding Magical Artifacts that shimmered with cold light.

Their gazes were as sharp as knife blades, looking at Qin Dong as if there was endless blood and madness on him.

A fierce light flickered in their eyes, making one's hair stand on end.

"Fortunately."

Qin Dong felt relieved and subconsciously touched his face.

"Apostles of Tian Yuan, kill him!"

With the order, many Tian Yuan Cultivators surged forward like a tide.

Twenty-one Foundation Establishment Cultivators attacked together, with blades, spears, swords, and halberds all striking.

The whistling sound was like thunder, and the crazy Aura made the air seem to stifle.

Qin Dong's mouth curled into a cold smile.

"Just relying on you trash at the Middle Stage and Early Stage of Foundation Establishment, you want to kill me."

Before his words fell, he had already unleashed the Zhongmiao Sect Sword Technique.

Those who wish to kill others will always be killed themselves.

Facing these murderous masked Cultivators, Qin Dong did not hold back, deliberately focusing on the enemies' vital points.

He stepped forward, met them, and engaged in a life-and-death struggle with this tide.

Instantly, blades and swords crossed, Spells flew, and light and shadow intertwined.

Like performing a symphony of life and death, numerous figures tangled together, making it dizzying to watch.

Qin Dong's figure darted left and right among the group of masked Cultivators, the power of the long blade in his hand unstoppable.

The air was filled with dust and the smell of blood, and the sound of blades and swords clashing resounded through the world.

A moment later, the courtyard, which had turned into ruins, was filled with corpses lying everywhere.

Blood splashed, staining the ruins and the ground red.

After the fierce battle, only the last masked man stood on the field.

His expression was dazed, revealing endless fear and shock.

"The Cultivation Technique of the Zhongmiao Sect is actually this powerful..."

He muttered to himself, his tone full of disbelief.

Immediately, his figure swayed and fell heavily.

Qin Dong poured out a few Medicinal Pills into his mouth; he knew the battle was not over yet.

Sure enough, the Teleportation Array in the secret passage started again.

A pair of snow-white long legs first appeared in Qin Dong's field of vision, followed by a pitch-black long dress.

Her figure slowly walked out of the Teleportation Array, giving people a mysterious and majestic sense of oppression.

That was a masked female Cultivator, with a vast Aura contained within her body, like a surging tide, clearly at the Foundation Establishment Stage Great Perfection cultivation.

Qin Dong's heart tightened, and he immediately activated his investigation Cultivation Technique.

Because the female Cultivator in front of him gave him a significant sense of threat.

【Ding, Outstanding Grade Prodigy discovered, System has recorded the information】

Grade: Outstanding Grade

Age: 37

Bone Root: 55

Cultivation: Foundation Establishment Stage Great Perfection

Physique: None

Foundation Establishment Stage Great Perfection!

It is actually an Outstanding Grade Prodigy; this female Cultivator is clearly not a pushover.

She stepped out of the Teleportation Array, and after standing still, she did not rush to attack Qin Dong, instead turning slightly to size him up, seemingly evaluating his strength.

"Hey, what is your Rank in this Tian Yuan thing?"

Qin Dong stepped forward two steps, his lazy tone revealing a hint of provocation.

"I am afraid that has nothing to do with Your Excellency."

Her words were spat out from cold lips, revealing a trace of hollow ruthlessness.

"I feel that Your Excellency is very strong; I can make the decision to let Your Excellency leave safely."

Her tone had a hint of pleading, but the Spiritual Qi fluctuations quietly operating within her body undisguisedly revealed the calculations in her heart.

"But Your Excellency must swear an oath to Tian Yuan that news about this place is not allowed to be leaked in the slightest."

"Between you and me, let us turn hostility into friendship."

Her tone gradually became tough, attempting to induce Qin Dong to give up resistance.

"What does Your Excellency think?!"

Although her words had a hint of pleading, they were actually an invisible threat to Qin Dong.

However, Qin Dong was already alert in his heart; he felt that the other party had never intended to settle things amicably from the beginning to the end.

He picked his ear slightly and flicked his finger lightly.

"What kind of bullshit Tian Yuan; my Zhongmiao Sect can destroy it in minutes!"

"What nonsense are you talking; come and fight!"