After discussing the Dao of Alchemy with Lei Song and Qing Hai Lian for half a day, Qin Fengming took his leave and departed Nine Ruins Mountain.
The Crimson Demon Ancestor also left with Qin Fengming.
The two stopped atop a mountain peak. Qin Fengming looked at the Crimson Demon Ancestor, his eyes flickering. A faint smile appeared on his face as he said, "Didn't you want to fight this Qin? Now this Qin will fulfill your wish."
Seeing Qin Fengming ready to honor his promise so soon, the Crimson Demon Ancestor immediately burst into wild laughter. "Good. I was just about to experience your methods and see just how powerful an art could be if it made even three attacks from you impossible for me to withstand."
The Crimson Demon Ancestor had always loved fighting. This time, he had come precisely to fulfill the agreement he and Qin Fengming had made in the Pill Cauldron Hall.
Qin Fengming nodded and looked at the Crimson Demon Ancestor. "There's nothing wrong with fighting you. However, if this Qin defeats you, you must answer several questions for Qin Fengming truthfully, without concealing the slightest detail."
Upon suddenly hearing these words, the Crimson Demon Ancestor's expression instantly turned cold.
He did not know what Qin Fengming meant, nor what Qin Fengming intended to ask him. This made his heart drum uneasily. Everyone had secrets of their own, and no one was willing to reveal those secrets to others.
"What? Are you afraid, Fellow Daoist? Afraid you won't be able to withstand even three waves of attacks from this Qin?" Seeing the Crimson Demon Ancestor's expression change, Qin Fengming smiled faintly and taunted him.
His tone was calm and indifferent, but as his words fell, a silent aura without the slightest energy fluctuation slowly