Gift

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While Qin Yi and the others were heading to the Thousand Mountains Alliance, Meng Qingying was receiving guests from the Witch God Sect.

"We searched for many days before finding a passage to the underworld in an ancient tomb at the bottom of the East China Sea. Qin Yi must have come through here."

The guest was yet another Qian Yuan, Meng Qingying smiled, a hint of amusement in her eyes.

Those who have inquired about Qin Yi's past will know that Qin Yi and the person in front of him had met once before.

This is the ancestor of the Mang family in the Western Wasteland, Mount Mang Venerable. He is different from Li Duanxuan because he was not the founder of the Western Wasteland. He had long since gone to cultivate immortality. He only helped his descendants when they founded the country.

He was never a king; he was always an observer. His only connection at the time was his lineage.

Back then, Qin Yi didn't know which level of the Radiant Yang realm he was at; in fact, he was at its peak. That bloodline severing, cutting off his only ties to the mortal world, actually allowed him to break through to the Qian Yuan realm.

Of course, only the demonic path would resort to such a method as killing one's own descendants to sever one's bloodline.

Perhaps Mount Mang Venerable had no idea that the Qin Yi he was chasing on a mission from his sect was the same Nanli Kingdom Teacher he had met years ago, nor did he know that the Nanli Regent, who had destroyed his country, was by Qin Yi's side.

At that time, Qin Yi and Li Qingjun's appearances were probably not important to him; he only had eyes for Minghe of the Celestial Pivot Divine Palace.

He would never have known that Qin Yi's desire to improve himself from being a nobody was at least partly due to his provocation.

"The Netherworld Realm is vast," Meng Qingying said, resting her chin on her hand. "The two ends of this boundary bridge combined could form a large country in the mortal realm. Someone could easily slip inside, and we wouldn't even know where they are. If the Venerable One can calculate this, why not do it yourself? If you find someone who needs our cooperation, we're not incapable of fulfilling our duty as hosts."

Mount Mang Venerable shook his head. "It won't work. The Netherworld Realm is too obscured; it's difficult to even see, let alone make calculations."

"Then let's take our time looking." Meng Qingying yawned. "Anyway, your Witch God Sect doesn't cooperate with us, so finding people is none of our business."

Mount Mang Venerable said calmly, "As long as your sect can provide some convenience out of consideration for fellow practitioners, we will be grateful for your kindness."

Meng Qingying sighed, "Your people have been searching around the boundary bridge, have I even questioned them?"

Mount Mang Venerable said, "We sensed Qin Yi's aura in that rift, which means he must have left behind something he used to carry, or perhaps he himself is hiding there. Hopefully, our search hasn't disturbed Young Master Meng's important business."

The things she used to carry with her... Meng Qingying subtly squeezed her legs together.

"Report!" A disciple of the Myriad Images of the Universe Sect urgently reported from outside the door, "Fellow cultivators from the Witch God Sect have accidentally been exposed to the Void Fire in the Boundary Bridge Void, resulting in numerous deaths and injuries. Should we provide assistance?"

Mount Mang Venerable suddenly stood up and disappeared in a flash.

Meng Qingying followed along leisurely with a smile on her face.

Upon reaching the boundary bridge, in the vast void, black Netherworld Hellfire could be clearly seen burning. The dark void was filled with black flames, creating an extremely eerie scene. Amidst the raging inferno, more than a dozen members of the Witch God Sect were writhing and screaming in agony, some of whom had already turned to ashes, leaving not even a trace.

The fire of the underworld can even burn away the soul.

Some slightly stronger ones broke through, engulfed in flames, but in their haste, they couldn't avoid the void rifts. As they grazed the rifts, they were instantly torn to pieces, shattered by the various spatial currents.

The Mount Mang Venerable arrived in an instant, and more than half of the people he brought were killed or injured.

Only a few stronger individuals at the Huiyang level managed to escape the void in a sorry state, their bodies covered in wounds. Some of them were severely injured. They could withstand the flames themselves, but they had all been grazed by the chaotic spatial rifts, leaving them missing limbs.

Mount Mang Venerable quickly rescued the remaining people, and his expression turned ashen as he looked at the wailing all around.

A once-powerful army, bathed in the glow of the setting sun, was reduced to half its former strength in an instant. The Netherworld Realm is a notoriously dangerous place, fraught with peril; indeed, not just anyone can roam freely here.

Meng Qingying followed leisurely, sighed, and said, "There are many chaotic things in the void that we dare not touch lightly... Venerable One was careless."

With a wave of his hand, some of the stubborn flames still clinging to the wounded were instantly extinguished. "This kind of Netherworld Fire is unfamiliar to your sect. It's actually not very strong, but it survives by borrowing Netherworld energy, making it difficult to extinguish. That's why it can easily cause panic and confusion, causing people to run around wildly. But how can it possibly run around these spatial rifts..."

Seeing Meng Qingying help his people put out the fire, Mount Mang Venerable's expression softened, and he slowly said, "We were unfamiliar with the Netherworld... We have learned a lot."

Meng Qingying waved to her subordinates, saying, "Take these fellow members of the Witch God Sect to heal their wounds. There must be no mistakes."

Helm Master Lin and the others stepped forward and helped the injured man away. Mount Mang Venerable bowed and said, "I also went to perform my rescue duties. I thank Young Master Meng for his righteous assistance."

Meng Qingying smiled slightly, "You flatter me, Venerable One. If we encounter the Sea of Blood Nether, which we are not familiar with, we may need your help. Oh, by the way, this Netherworld Flame might be of some use to me. Do you have any objections to me refining it?"

"Very well, this kind of fire is incompatible with our nature, it belongs to Young Master Meng." Mount Mang Venerable paused, his tone turning cold again. "This Qin Yi, what a troublesome rat..."

Meng Qingying smiled slightly, "You can take your time looking, no need to be polite."

Watching Mount Mang Venerable lead his men away to heal their wounds, Meng Qingying's smile slowly turned cold, and a chill flashed in her eyes.

Then, with a gentle touch.

The sea of fire that had been spreading and raging in the void quietly shrank and then slowly turned into embers.

This is indeed something Qin Yi used to carry with him.

Inside the tomb, the Earth Fire Seed that Jade True Person Immortal had specially permitted him to take away was of the Netherworld nature. Qin Yi himself was reluctant to use it, of course, to save it for Meng Qingying.

I had already given it to her during our dual cultivation...

However, she didn't use it immediately, saving it for this moment.

The spark automatically jumped into Meng Qingying's palm, twitching gently.

Meng Qingying looked down at the fire in her palm. The white hand and the black fire created an extremely eerie feeling, as if a fire phoenix was dancing in the netherworld.

The refining process was completed slowly, erasing Qin Yi's aura and transforming into her flames.

Then the flames flickered and disappeared into the fire mark between her eyebrows, completely merging with her original Netherworld Ghost Fire, greatly increasing its power.

Meng Qingying chuckled, "Thank you for the gift, I really like it."

A Netherworld Iron Bird descended from the sky, leaving behind a communication talisman and a ring.

Meng Qingying casually accepted it, then pinched the transmission talisman, which transformed into her master's voice. "There's no point in getting distracted by matters concerning the Nether Emperor right now. Just do what you should do, and you'll know when the time is right."

Meng Qingying sighed. She knew it... there was no point in asking her precious disciple if her master didn't want to talk about it.

The voice continued, "Within the ring are some fine treasures: three of the Radiant Sun and one of the Primordial Origin. Refine them yourself for your own use."

Meng Qingying blinked her eyes.

She took out the Qian Yuan Treasure... a Jade Pendant, with a lifelike bonfire carved on it, its purple flame body against a dark Sky Curtain, mysterious and noble.

The jade contained a vast and unparalleled aura of the netherworld, mysterious and difficult to understand. She couldn't even see through it for a while, let alone refine it.

Using a treasure that transcends two major realms is indeed something not everyone can do.

The Penglai Sword Pavilion has Sword Imprint inheritance, which is a special method targeting soul power. This is a specific method for Martial Cultivation to target their own weaknesses. In essence, it is borrowing the master's sword, rather than mastering the Law Treasure. It does not require any refinement; you can use it as soon as it is given to you.

The strangest person we know so far is Qin Yi. We don't know how he used the Zhan Guang Sword... Logically speaking, even if he cultivates Dual Cultivation of Immortality and Martial Arts, and his skills are high enough to barely use a Qian Yuan Treasure, he shouldn't be able to analyze and refine that kind of treasure into his own...

Unless there's an intermediary, someone else analyzes and transforms it into their own understanding. This requires a master to sit beside you and teach you word by word how to refine it; that's probably how Minghe's compass came about.

Where did Qin Yi come from?

Meng Qingying tilted her head, not thinking too much about it. Having the Qian Yuan Treasure was always a good thing; she'd need it someday. Her figure quickly disappeared into the darkness, leaving no trace.

I tricked the Witch God Sect for him, and even used his gift. He should be very happy.