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Qin Fengming looked at the young man in the black shirt. Seeing that he had finally calmed down, although he was very curious about his actions just now, he also knew that this was not something he could proactively ask about.

"Elder Brother, I am not a monk. I am originally a disciple of Luoxia Valley. I was just passing by and saw you fighting with this beast. Seeing that the little thing was about to hurt someone, I stepped in. Elder Brother, you don't need to thank me. For martial artists, helping the weak when you see injustice is the right thing to do."

Hearing Qin Fengming's words, the young man in the black shirt was stunned. Upon closer inspection, he saw that Qin Fengming was wearing a purple shirt, recognizing it as the uniform of an elite disciple of Luoxia Valley. His mind raced, and he spoke again:

"So, young brother, you are a disciple of Luoxia Valley. My apologies, my apologies." He said this, but he was inwardly very surprised. The youth opposite him possessed spiritual energy, yet he seemed utterly unaware of it.

Hearing the other person's words, it seemed he was very familiar with Luoxia Valley, which surprised Qin Fengming slightly.

Seeing Qin Fengming's surprised expression, the man in the black shirt paused before continuing:

"I am acquainted with your Sect Master, Sima Qingshan, and was on my way to Luoxia Valley to see him. I didn't expect to encounter this beast here, which led to the fight. If you hadn't helped, the consequences would have been unimaginable."

After speaking, the man waved his hand, and a jade bottle appeared in his hand. He poured out a snow-white pill, put it in his mouth, and swallowed it. Then, he tore a strip of cloth from his clothes and wrapped his injured arm. The entire action was very smooth.

Qin Fengming watched from the side, extremely astonished. The injury he sustained was very serious, but judging by the man's actions, he seemed very experienced in dealing with such wounds, as if he hadn't taken it to heart at all.

A moment later, the young man in the black shirt had finished treating his injuries. Qin Fengming was full of admiration.

"Oh, since brother is acquainted with Sect Master Sima, then you are not an outsider. I assume you have no other matters to attend to now, so I will take my leave." Qin Fengming felt a sense of awe towards the young man before him and did not wish to stay with him for long.

"Little brother, wait a moment. I have something I wish to ask you about. Can you tell me the truth?" The man in black saw Qin Fengming about to leave and stopped him.

"May I ask what brother wishes to inquire about? As long as I know, I will tell you the truth." Seeing the other person say this, Qin Fengming stopped. He knew the other person's abilities. Although he couldn't do anything to that purple beast, he wouldn't have much trouble dealing with him.

"May I ask who taught you the Ice Bullet Technique? Can you tell me truthfully?" The young man in the black shirt saw Qin Fengming's straightforward reply and no longer beat around the bush, asking directly.

Upon hearing this, Qin Fengming was stunned. "Ice Bullet Technique." Wasn't that just him using his inner force and the method described in that small booklet to unleash it?

He had relied on that small booklet for it; no one had taught him. How did the person before him know about it? However, at this moment, Qin Fengming dared not lie. The person before him possessed immortal arts and posed a significant threat to him.

Thinking this, he honestly said, "You're referring to the skill of launching small ice balls that I just used, right? This is due to my own inner force; no one taught me."

Hearing Qin Fengming's words, the man in the black shirt looked bewildered. He stared at Qin Fengming for a long time. Seeing his calm expression, which didn't seem like he was lying, he changed the subject: "Ah, I see. Thank you for your help this time, young brother."

"You're welcome. Martial artists should act this way. Brother, when you were fighting the purple beast earlier, were you using immortal cultivation techniques? They must have been incredibly powerful," Qin Fengming said with a look of longing.

"Little brother knows about immortal arts?" The man in the black shirt looked astonished. The other person didn't know what the Ice Bullet Technique was but knew about immortal arts, which meant he must have seen cultivators before.

"I've only heard people talk about it; I haven't seen it with my own eyes. This is the first time I've seen it, and it's truly mysterious and extraordinary, breathtaking," Qin Fengming said, not wanting to reveal that he had encountered someone who knew immortal arts.

"That was just a very common spell of mine; it's nothing significant," the man in the black shirt said lightly, seeing that Qin Fengming was unwilling to say more.

"It's getting late. Since brother has no other matters, I need to return to Luoxia Valley. Brother, let's part ways here. We'll meet again." Saying this, Qin Fengming turned and prepared to leave.

The man in the black shirt saw Qin Fengming wanting to leave, but he showed no attachment to the purple beast, which surprised him.

He knew that the purple beast was a first-tier demon beast, and its teeth and claws were excellent materials for refining artifacts. They could fetch a good price in the market, earning a considerable amount of spirit stones for ordinary disciples like him.

Seeing Qin Fengming act this way, he realized that Qin Fengming was completely unaware of the cultivation world, otherwise, he wouldn't have acted like this.

Thinking this, he said, "Little brother, may I know your esteemed name? Can you tell me?"

"My name is Qin Fengming. If fate allows, we will meet again." After speaking, Qin Fengming cupped his hands towards the other person and disappeared into the dense forest.

"Brother Qin's kindness, I, Wang, will remember. We shall meet again."

Seeing Qin Fengming turn and disappear into the jungle, the young man was stunned for a while before muttering to himself:

"This young fellow named Qin Fengming clearly has the cultivation of Qi Gathering Stage Three, yet he doesn't know what immortal cultivation techniques are. It's truly baffling."

He shook his head as he spoke. After a while, he walked over, picked up the purple beast's corpse, and with a flick of his hand, the corpse disappeared. Then, he sat down cross-legged, held a spirit stone in each hand, and began to recover his magical power.

Five days later, on the back mountain of Rosy Cloud Peak, Qin Fengming was practicing his sword in the mountain forest. Suddenly, an object flew from the sky with great speed, reaching him in an instant.

The object resembled a greatly enlarged round shield. When the round shield landed on the ground, three people walked out from it. The shield-like object then shrank and disappeared. Seeing this, Qin Fengming was filled with surprise and uncertainty.

Fortunately, he recognized two of the three people who had disembarked.

The person in the middle wore a green long gown and held a horsehair whisk. His face was fair and ruddy. He was Sect Master Sima Qingshan. The person in front looked about forty years old, with a slightly red face, bright, piercing eyes, and wore a yellow robe. The last person was the young man in the black shirt he had encountered a few days ago in the depths of Luoxia Valley.

Although Qin Fengming was surprised, he quickly stepped forward, bowed, and said, "I did not expect Sect Master Sima to visit. Please forgive my lack of proper welcome."

After speaking, he glanced at the young man in the black shirt and said with a smile, "Brother, how have you been? You indeed know Sect Master Sima."

Seeing Qin Fengming's words, Sect Master Sima was not surprised and chuckled, "Qin Fengming, this is Immortal Master Feng. We have come because Brother Wang met you a few days ago, so we came here specifically for you."

As he spoke, his face was full of smiles, and his eyes were filled with envy.