8: Legendary prodigy

Seeing the Skinny Man beaten to death, Qin Dong finally let out a sigh of relief. He had been fighting bare-handed just now.

Against a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, ordinary mortal weapons were useless, yet his opponent had possessed a genuine Mid-grade Yellow-tier Saber.

After the exchange, Qin Dong was covered in dust and grime, making his true appearance unclear, and he had suffered over a dozen slashes to his body.

The saber marks tore his clothes, leaving shallow red bloodstains.

If not for the Thick Earth Spirit Body, a special physique that enhanced defense, Qin Dong would likely have been severely injured already.

The difference in combat experience between the two was significant. Fortunately, he was Cheating (had a system), otherwise, he would have been in grave danger.

"Cough, cough, cough. Finally finished."

Just as Qin Dong finished off the opponent and prepared to sit down for a short rest, a sudden anomaly occurred.

Buzz!

A sword cry rang out, and an unparalleled Sword Light sliced through the inn's roof. Endless Sword Qi, driven by the Sword Light, shredded everything in its path.

The massive inn looked as if a skylight had been opened, its entire internal structure exposed to the outside.

By this time, the sky had already cleared.

The sky was bright, and sunlight streamed down.

But Qin Dong's mood hadn't cleared up; his recently relaxed state instantly became tense again.

Both his eyes were fixed on the White Figure floating high above the inn, hands clasped behind his back.

The White Figure's clothes were only slightly scorched at the edges.

His aura fluctuated powerfully but carried a hint of disarray. Undoubtedly, he was the person who had just broken through his cultivation realm nearby.

A cultivator capable of Flying in the Air, or rather, a Golden Core Ancestor!

[Ding, a Legendary Talent has been detected. System has recorded the information.]

Grade: Legendary

Age: Seventeen

Bone Root: 89

Cultivation: Early Golden Core Realm

Physique: Gengshi Saint Body, Companion Sacred Weapon, Illusion Demon Saint Body Dao Embryo

A seventeen-year-old Golden Core Cultivator?

Foundation Establishment at a few years old, Golden Core in their teens.

Since Qin Dong transmigrated, he had only ever seen such illogical things recorded in Ancient Texts.

He originally thought these were matters too distant to encounter, but unexpectedly, he had actually run into one.

Qin Dong suddenly felt as if a story had stepped into reality.

A normal cultivator reaching Foundation Establishment before forty was already considered extremely lucky, and once a cultivator reached sixty, their vital energy would decline, making Foundation Establishment almost impossible in this life.

But why did he possess the Dao Embryo Physique?

Wasn't that a physique only women possessed?

This inevitably made Qin Dong think of a certain man with a Succubus Physique... Meanwhile, Li Jinian, who had been watching the show in the system space, was the first to become restless. Even if the opponent showed no malice in his eyes, he dared not take the risk.

He had finally snagged a Fellow Countryman who could provide him with power; he couldn't let him perish here so easily.

Buzz!

In the eyes of the White Figure, an Ancient Rune lit up on Qin Dong's forehead, making the young man appear solemn and noble.

Qin Dong's aura, including his cultivation base, gradually became undetectable at that moment.

Until it was completely concealed.

The White Figure, who had been observing Qin Dong with interest, paused, suddenly feeling an intense sense of danger wash over him.

He felt that if he rashly attacked this young man, he definitely wouldn't gain any advantage.

He concealed his cultivation so quickly, and his face seems blurry... Tsk tsk tsk, reaching Early Foundation Establishment Realm at fifteen? Hmm? Wait, shouldn't it be Half-step Mid-stage Foundation Establishment?

This child has the potential to achieve Golden Core by thirty. It's normal for the power behind him to provide Life-saving Trump Cards.

Tsk tsk tsk, this talent alone is probably enough to drive those old guys in the clan crazy.

If Qin Dong knew what the other party was thinking, he would surely retort: 'Damn it, I was Foundation Establishment the moment I was born.'

At this moment, the white-robed figure was absolutely certain that Qin Dong was the successor of some Hidden Dao Tradition, and definitely carried Life-saving Trump Cards.

While Qin Dong was rapidly considering countermeasures, the White Figure spoke first.

"A wonderful fight. You are Zhang Yizhi, correct? I will remember you."

After speaking, his figure instantly transformed into a streak of light, soaring into the distance and vanishing.

Only when the opponent had completely disappeared did the tension in Qin Dong's heart finally ease.

"I need to take this Mid-grade Yellow-tier Saber."

"Oh, and the material of these clothes isn't bad. That one is relatively intact."

"Hiss, these underpants are actually pure Gold Thread."

"Never mind, never mind. These underpants are too dirty. Bad luck."

Qin Dong didn't dare to linger. After quickly collecting the Spoils of War, he carried Qin Zixuan into the carriage and settled her down.

Next, he pulled up Zhang Yizhi, gave him two resounding slaps, gently waking the other party from unconsciousness.

"Ah, what happened to me?"

Zhang Yizhi felt the stinging pain on his face and looked at the bare inn roof, feeling utterly confused.

"Drive away quickly, hurry!"

Seeing Qin Dong's unquestionable gaze, Zhang Yizhi also sensed the seriousness of the matter and dared not delay.

"Tsk tsk tsk, ultimately, his experience is too shallow. If you don't pull out the weeds by the root, there will be endless trouble later."

Looking at the direction Qin Dong and the two others fled, the White Figure sighed helplessly.

"Slice."

A small, delicate short sword appeared, erupting with terrifying True Essence Fluctuations.

Instantly, hundreds of massive Sword Lights slashed towards the inn. Over a dozen Bandits, unconscious and stripped down to their underpants, were killed. Nothing remained intact where the Sword Light passed.

Three breaths later, the area was carved into a field of pits by the overwhelming Sword Lights... Black Blood Mountain City, a Place of Weeping Blood, where dried bloodstains covered the dilapidated streets.

The roads had been stained with a layer of black grease from years of constant fighting.

This was the City of Crime, the garbage dump of Donglin Prefecture.

Countless cultivators who had committed crimes in Donglin Prefecture gathered here. Over time, this place became the most terrifying and bloodthirsty Gu-raising Ground.

Among them were many Evil Cultivators practicing Demonic Technique, Traitors who fled their sects, murderers, and Devil Head who committed heinous acts.

In a beautifully decorated Pavilion in the city, a young man with Blood-red Eyebrows and a slightly sinister face smashed the armrest of his chair.

Bang.

"Young Master, please calm your anger."

The two Maids beside him trembled, and in the next moment, they were instantly slain by the young man's sword.

Only after tossing aside the Long Sword stained with blood did his mood improve slightly.

"How dare you kill my subordinate! I will make your life worse than death!"

"Zhang Yizhi!"

... "Achoo."

Zhang Yizhi, who was driving the carriage at high speed, inexplicably sneezed, but he dared not be distracted and continued to drive furiously forward.

Inside the carriage, Qin Zixuan was still unconscious, occasionally mumbling in her sleep.

"Young Lord, don't~"

"Young Lord, why are you leaning on Zhang Yizhi? If you have something to do, do it to me!"

After eavesdropping for a while, Qin Dong was speechless. What was all this about?

Ignoring the matter, Qin Dong directed his consciousness into the system space.

The five-meter-sized space was currently piled high with items, including gains from Huangxuan City, over a dozen newly acquired mortal sabers and miscellaneous items, and scattered Spirit Stone.

After a quick scan, besides seeing a pitch-black, ink-like Precious Bead, Qin Dong didn't see anything else worth noting.

However, billions of trillions of Void Realms away.

Li Jinian's expression changed slightly. He sensed an aura within the Precious Bead that made him feel uneasy.

This item could injure people and bring disaster to the populace.

But as a qualified Heavenly Dao, Li Jinian reluctantly recorded its information.

[Ding, Host has discovered one Yellow-tier Infant Soul Bead.]

[Infant Soul Bead: It contains 3,235 Human Race Deceased Souls and is an item used by Evil Cultivators for cultivation.]

That guy was actually an Evil Cultivator?

Qin Dong secretly thought this was bad.

Although he hadn't left Huangxuan City in recent years, through rumors and news, he had gained a clear understanding of the situation in Donglin Prefecture.

Donglin Prefecture is divided into Eastern, Western, Southern, and Northern Regions, and the entire prefecture has Nine Great Sects.

Cloud Heaven Sect is one of them, and the remaining territory is divided among various large and small forces.

Although Evil Cultivators are universally reviled in Donglin Prefecture, they are the most common existence within a force called Black Blood Mountain City.

The Nine Great Sects, for reasons unknown, maintain a laissez-faire attitude towards Black Blood Mountain City.

Even if a Sect Disciple unfortunately dies in Black Blood Mountain City, they absolutely will not intervene easily.

The people inside Black Blood Mountain City are petty and burdened with sin.

Anyone who offends them will meet a bad end. Even powerful Sect Disciples can Die and Have Their Dao Extinguished—they are truly troublesome.

But soon, Qin Dong's tightly furrowed brows relaxed.

"That's right, that was Zhang Yizhi's doing. What does it have to do with me, Qin Dong?"

Zhang Yizhi, who was driving outside, felt a chill run down his spine.

He turned to look at the carriage, and after finding no abnormality, he continued staring ahead.

After counting the Spirit Stone, the quantity in Qin Dong's system space had now reached a total of one hundred and eighty-five.

He could upgrade his Cultivation Technique again.

However, he did not continue upgrading the Mountain Splitting Fist, because its power was already sufficient.

Moreover, after this battle, Qin Dong already had a vague idea of how to evolve the Mountain Splitting Fist to perfection, so there was no need to waste Spirit Stone.

Qin Dong took out several other Cultivation Techniques and focused his attention on one particular Movement Technique.

Swimming Dragon Steps, the Tang Family's Clan-protecting Technique in Huangxuan City.

"One Step Like a Swimming Dragon, Three Steps Like a Startled Swan." It was an excellent Low-grade Yellow-tier Cultivation Technique.

Rumor had it that the Tang Family Head once used this technique to escape the pursuit of three Cultivators of the Same Realm, making it quite famous in Huangxuan City.

"System, charge fifty Spirit Stone for me."

[Ding, done as requested.]

Bang! Fifty Spirit Stone shattered into dust, and at the same time, massive amounts of knowledge flooded into Qin Dong's mind.

Qin Dong guarded his mind and silently accepted this influx of memories.

In his consciousness, he saw a set of Movement Techniques, each move as agile and elegant as a swimming dragon.

Qin Dong felt as if he were beside a Movement Technique Expert, personally witnessing the profound intricacies of the Swimming Dragon Steps.

Taking a step, his body was like a swimming dragon!

Swimming Dragon Steps, Initial Mastery!

Qin Dong suddenly opened his eyes and, ignoring the speeding carriage, leaped out.

"Brother Qin! What are you doing!"

Zhang Yizhi was greatly shocked by this sight, thinking the other party had merely stumbled and fallen, and quickly reached out to pull him back onto the carriage.

But in the next moment, he was dumbfounded.

He saw Qin Dong activate his Movement Technique, a faint Phantom rising from his body as he stepped forward, moving with the wind.

For a moment, Qin Dong, running wildly using the Swimming Dragon Steps, and Zhang Yizhi, driving the carriage, were moving forward simultaneously.

It was indeed fast.

Zhang Yizhi's expression at this moment was as if he had seen his Great-grandmother who had passed away years ago, his mouth wide open.

Half a Quarter of an Hour later, *pat-ta*.

Qin Dong leaped up, landing squarely on the carriage.

He patted Zhang Yizhi's shoulder and said, "No need to be surprised. I was just tired of lying down, so I came out for a walk."

Then, ignoring Zhang Yizhi's expression, which looked like his eyeballs were about to pop out, he elegantly entered the carriage.

"Is Brother Qin truly human? Is this something a Qi Refining Realm First-layer cultivator can achieve?"

"That footwork looks familiar. It seems like the Tang Family's Clan-protecting Technique, Swimming Dragon Steps."

"No, this is a trump card! It must be a trump card given by the Qin Family!"

As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Yizhi felt that everything suddenly made sense.