Why don't you believe me?

The Purple Crane spread its wings three zhang wide. When flying, its posture was elegant and extremely stable. Although its speed was not as fast as when enhanced by the Golden Light Ink Talismans, it excelled in being able to fly...

Qin Yang had been thinking about this for a long time. Although after Foundation Establishment, one could use Flying with Weapon, he lacked both the method and a suitable magical artifact. The only treasure he had that could be considered decent, the Blood Lama, was classified as a Secret Treasure and not an ordinary magical artifact.

Riding the Purple Crane and flying out along a large crack was indeed outside the Secret Realm.

Looking around, the phantom of the Secret Realm hung upside down in the sky. Among the countless dense cracks, things from within the Secret Realm fell like rain: mountains, rocks, green water, vegetation, and demonic beasts, everything was there.

Among the fragments filling the sky, one could occasionally see a flash of spiritual light. The remaining cultivators in the Secret Realm, wielding magical artifacts, flew out from the cracks.

Looking down from the high altitude, the mountains were like earthen mounds, the great rivers like streams, and dense crowds of people, like ants, covered the earth.

These people were all here to pick up trash, no, to pick up treasures...

The things falling from the countless cracks in the sky were of various kinds. Most were useless mountain rocks and vegetation, but there were still quite a few valuable items.

There might be ores in the rocks, and spiritual herbs in the vegetation. The Secret Realm had been sealed for many years, so its resources were definitely richer than the Three Mountains.

However, Qin Yang couldn't care less about these low-level goods now, he was rich and powerful...

The Yi Wood Essence crystals alone filled seven Storage Bags. Taking out any one of them would cause people to fight to the death.

Riding the Purple Crane, Qin Yang restrained his aura, lay on the Purple Crane's back, and headed in a direction away from here.

The original Nether Acacia Ghost Tomb was mostly destroyed. The three powerful figures in the air, with their deep and vast auras, almost blinded him with just a glance. For a hundred miles around, everything was in chaos, except for the place where the comfort was located, which was calm and tranquil.

With such powerful figures around, nothing had anything to do with him. Anyway, he had already obtained the greatest benefit, so it was important to run away quickly.

After flying for dozens of miles, everything was calm, and none of the experts in the Nether Acacia Ghost Tomb paid any attention to this side...

Qin Yang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then smiled self-deprecatingly. He was just an ant who had just established a Dao Foundation, so it was normal for people not to pay attention...

Just as he was thinking, he saw a flash of spiritual light in a crack ahead. A figure, looking a little embarrassed, flew out from inside on a flying sword.

Taking a closer look, wasn't that Steward Qiu...

"Hmm? You little thief, you're not dead yet!" Steward Qiu's eyes widened, and he immediately flew over on his flying sword.

"Hehe, what a coincidence, Steward Qiu." Qin Yang chuckled, rubbing his fingers. A wisp of cloud and electric light flickered at his fingertips.

He really couldn't help but want to try out the new secret technique on this guy.

But after thinking about it, the experts from the Ten Thousand Eternity Commerce were too close. If the other party casually pointed a finger at him, wouldn't he die unjustly?

Without stopping, Qin Yang continued to fly away on the Purple Crane...

But Steward Qiu didn't know what was wrong with him. He held grudges fiercely and chased after him on his flying sword.

"Little thief, hand over what you got. I'll let bygones be bygones. Don't think I'm a fool like Bai Yutang, unable to see that you and that little thief Zhang Zhengyi are impersonating disciples of the Boundless Dao Academy. Hand over your Storage Bag, and the past will be wiped clean."

Steward Qiu chased closely behind, his speed getting faster and faster. A divine light flickered in his eyes as he stared at Qin Yang's back. A hint of a smile squeezed out of his gloomy face, but he was increasingly shocked in his heart.

He had been tricked in the Swamp and let this slippery little thief run away. He didn't expect that he wasn't dead, and had even obtained some opportunity to successfully establish his Foundation Establishment. This vitality was so vigorous that it was outrageous. He didn't know what spiritual medicine he had eaten, what a waste of natural resources.

And this Purple Crane, with its perfect form and ethereal temperament, could even match the speed of Sword Flight with every move. Such a high-quality Ink Talismans was not sold in Tongqu Prefecture at all. Only in the shops of the entire Hu Liang might there be such a masterpiece.

This kid must have gained a lot! Steward Qiu's eyes were burning with envy. Thinking about how he had gone through all kinds of hardships and hadn't gotten anything good, and had almost lost his life several times, he couldn't help but shed a handful of bitter tears.

"Little thief, I'll give you one more chance. To tell you the truth, one of the three great powers above is the Grand Steward of my Ten Thousand Eternity Commerce in Hu Liang, and another is the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Platform Holy Sect, who is also the backer of the Boundless Dao Academy. If what you did before is exposed, you will surely die without a burial place. If you hand over what you got, I will pretend I didn't see you and let you live..."

Steward Qiu chattered on, his tone relaxed, seemingly speaking gentle words, but his figure was constantly approaching.

"Steward Qiu, what if I told you that I made this scroll of Shape-Shifting Ink Talismans myself? Would you believe it?" Qin Yang asked tentatively...

"Hehe..." Steward Qiu smiled, a mocking smile...

"Steward Qiu, we've known each other for a while, why do you have to do this? We don't have any deep-seated hatred that requires a fight to the death. Look, I'm not even holding the previous events against you, so why are you still so stubborn?"

"Hehe, sharp-tongued."

"Alright, I'll tell you the truth. We've already left the area covered by the Secret Realm's phantom. Those great figures definitely don't have time to bother with us. Even if you die here, no one will even glance at you. Why bother? Think about it carefully, I actually have to thank you. I really don't want to kill you," Qin Yang sighed softly.

He had been genuinely upset before, but now that he had obtained the greatest benefit and the Secret Realm had collapsed, it meant that whatever was inside would be destroyed. He, this little piece of trash, had become the biggest winner.

All of this wouldn't have happened if Steward Qiu hadn't taken him to collect corpses in the first place, and he wouldn't have met Bao Yu, that little brat, in the Secret Realm.

So he was feeling quite pleased at the moment and really didn't want to kill Steward Qiu. Although this person wasn't great, not a good bird, he had actually assisted him several times.

"Steward Qiu, I've learned a new secret technique with great power. I can't even hold back. Can you please stop chasing me? I really don't want to kill you?" Qin Yang said earnestly, with a sincere heart.

However...

"Heh, little thief, don't use these petty tricks. Use whatever means you have. Since we've torn off the mask, don't even think about leaving here alive today."

"Steward Qiu, you're forcing my hand."

"Come, come, come, you sharp-tongued little thief! I'm right here waiting for you!"

Qin Yang remained silent, sighing inwardly. You're really courting death. I really can't control the power of that Shangqing Cloud Piercing Lightning Guiding Secret Method...

He formed a hand seal, silently circulating his True Essence. Instantly, under the interaction between heaven and man, clouds gathered in the sky, and strands of lightning flickered within the clouds. The white clouds seemed like countless grains of sand gathering into a mass, suspended in the sky.

After a dozen breaths, the accumulated power had reached its limit...

"Steward Qiu, you see, this secret technique of mine is quite powerful. It can summon heavenly lightning. Once the heavenly lightning falls, I won't be able to control it. I really don't want to kill you, so please stop chasing me."

"Hehe..." Steward Qiu's face was full of disdain, his eyes gloomy, seemingly not even bothering to summon a magical artifact for protection...

"Sigh, why does no one believe me when I tell the truth?" Qin Yang sighed deeply. With a thought, a bolt of lightning as thick as a zhang flashed through the snow-white clouds, instantly piercing through the heavens and the earth, striking Steward Qiu directly.

Only then did a thunderous roar resound.

After the blinding light dissipated, a charred figure emitting smoke fell towards the ground from mid-air, landing on the ground with a thud and remaining motionless.

"See, I told you I couldn't control the power. Why didn't you believe me?"

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