The old man surnamed Wei had told Qin Fengming all his years of insights without holding anything back. In his view, obtaining an Ancient Spirit Insect was absolutely far more difficult than advancing to the Integration realm.
In this Human Realm, demonic insects that could be classified as Ancient Spirit Insects had basically gone extinct.
Forget Qin Fengming, who had only entered the Cultivation World a little over a hundred years ago—even the old man himself had cultivated for nearly a thousand years and had ventured into the savage wilderness countless times, yet he had never encountered any of the Spirit Insects ranked among the top thirty.
Little did he know that the young cultivator standing before him possessed a Silver Sheath Worm ranked extremely high on the Spirit Insect Ranking.
After bidding farewell to his master and the three great powers, Qin Fengming did not delay in the slightest before flying toward the direction of Dali Kingdom.
His meeting with Master Zhuang Daoqin had yielded tremendous gains. Although he had not yet carefully studied the secret Puppet Art, the late Nascent Soul stage puppet his master had brought out had already filled Qin Fengming's heart with anticipation.
If Yinluo Holy Lord's late Nascent Soul stage puppet encountered his master's, there was no doubt that it would surely die at the hands of that puppet named Bai Yuan.
The only thing that unsettled Qin Fengming was that, from Zhuang Daoqin, he had been unable to learn where his master, True Man Wei Ming, was currently located.
Seeing the gloomy look on his master's face, Qin Fengming knew that whatever True Man Wei Ming had been sent to do was certainly extremely dangerous. Still, what gave Qin Fengming a little peace of mind was that True Man Wei Ming's life tablet