The ten materials Qin Fengming had requested were not some extinct spirit herbs, but merely the primary ingredients for refining Mahayana pills. Though they were quite valuable, they could still be exchanged for—there were simply rather a lot of them.
A formation scroll capable of sealing away an Immortal Realm powerhouse was naturally no great difficulty for a top sect with a True Immortal presiding over it. Besides, Shu Zhe was the Divine Son of the Chihong Sect, so he naturally had a Golden Immortal supporting him from behind.
As a Divine Son, he naturally had someone protecting his path. It was even possible that this valley was being watched by an Immortal Realm powerhouse.
Qin Fengming acted naturally. He knew that the more unconcerned he appeared, the safer he would be. But there was certainly one prerequisite: he could not kill those so-called Divine Sons.
Every Divine Son had been cultivated by a sect at enormous cost. The death of even one would be a major loss to the sect.
"Divine Son Shu Zhe is indeed generous and righteous as vast as the clouds. This Qin has made you a friend. As long as everything is arranged properly, this Qin will fight Divine Son Fang Cong. Even if I do not kill him, I will certainly leave him burdened with injuries."
Qin Fengming agreed readily and gave his assurance, appearing utterly guileless.
Seeing Qin Fengming speaking so boldly, Bao Xiu, who stood behind him, felt a burst of amusement.
Back then, Qin Fengming had toyed with the two Golden Immortal mighty figures of Starlight City and several Immortal Realm powerhouses until they were utterly bewildered. How could a mere Mahayana Divine Son possibly be a match for Divine Son Qin Fengming?
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