Enemies with Xuan Chengzi? You should have said so!

Enemies with Xuan Chengzi? You should have said so!

[Host: Qin Yang]

[ cultivation: Qi Refining Realm Sixth Layer]

[Treasure: None]

[Cultivation Method: None]

[Lifespan: 16/50]

[Spiritual Root: Fire (Low Grade)]

Qin Yang was quite satisfied as he looked at the panel before him.

"These past few lifetimes of suffering weren't in vain. I've finally managed to make something of myself."

With the cultivation of the Qi Refining Realm Sixth Layer, he would at least no longer be completely defenseless as before, and he had more choices available to him.

For now, his most urgent task was finding a way to deal with the poison of the Soul Locking Pill in his body.

"I spent at least half a month in seclusion this time. There are only about ten days left before the Soul Locking Pill in my body takes effect."

"Ten days definitely won't be enough to reach the Cave Immortal Land. But I can try looking for orthodox sects around Xiabai Town. There should be quite a few ways to cure the poison."

Qin Yang pondered.

The map of the Cave Immortal Land on the scroll offered no point of reference, so he did not even know where he was now.

If he set off recklessly, he had no idea where he might end up.

He remembered that the three people he had encountered before, Ye Cheng among them, were from the Yunqing Sect. There was a good chance it was near Xiabai Town, so he could try looking for it.

Thus, Qin Yang temporarily returned to Xiabai Town, preparing to find an opportunity to inquire about the Yunqing Sect.

"Lu Xun and Chang Er must have received orders from that Old Devil and come down the mountain to look for me. Half a month has passed. They should have left after failing to find me in Xiabai Town, right?"

He proceeded cautiously.

Fortunately, he was now filthy, his hair disheveled, and his body reeking horribly. He had become almost impossible to recognize, looking entirely different from his former frail appearance. Hated by everyone he met, he had inadvertently gained his best disguise.

There were plenty of people in Xiabai Town.

The town was quite large. On ordinary days, the streets were packed with a constant stream of people and were exceptionally lively.

Mingling among the crowd, Qin Yang was soon drawn in by the aromas of food from the town. His empty stomach was already rumbling.

Ever since he had fled down the mountain and then hidden away in the mountains to cultivate for more than half a month, he had not eaten a thing. If not for the support of Spiritual Power, he would have starved to death long ago.

He was still far from truly reaching the stage where he no longer needed food, so he still had to eat.

But given his current situation, he could probably only squat by the roadside and beg for food.

Jingle.

Amid the crowd, a middle-aged man in a Daoist robe walked past, his face gaunt and deathly pale.

He held a Dragon Head Staff, from which hung a string of black copper bells. The jingling never ceased wherever he went.

Qin Yang brushed past him.

"Hm?!"

"The aura of the Soul Locking Pill!"

The middle-aged Daoist narrowed his eyes and keenly sensed something. He turned around, and his gaze quickly locked onto Qin Yang.

"That's right. It is the aura of the Soul Locking Pill."

"There's something wrong with that boy. It must be related to Xuan Chengzi!"

"Heaven never fails those who keep searching. I've finally found a trace. Let's see where you can run this time!"

A faint chill radiated from his body. His gaze darkened, a hint of excitement hidden within it, and he began following Qin Yang.

At that moment, Qin Yang had just received alms from a kindhearted person. He had no time to worry about his dignity and had found a small alley, where he wolfed down the food.

Burp—

Qin Yang immediately felt comfortable.

He had not tasted the flavors of ordinary life for more than half a month, nearly forgetting what they were like. Now, every part of his body felt wonderfully at ease.

But just as he was about to leave and inquire about some information, a figure appeared before him, blocking his path.

Qin Yang instinctively tried to move around him, but the other man deliberately blocked his way.

When he looked up, he realized that the man was neither Lu Xun nor Chang Er.

Of course, the bad news was that the sinister aura surrounding this Daoist was in no way weaker than Xuan Chengzi's!

"You..."

Qin Yang was shocked, unable to understand why the man had sought him out. He instinctively circulated the Spiritual Power within his body and turned to leave.

However, a strange force appeared. It not only sealed his mouth but also caused both his legs to stiffen abruptly, leaving him unable to move even an inch!

Thud!

The momentum of his attempted escape caused Qin Yang's face to make intimate contact with the ground. Stars immediately burst before his eyes!

At that moment, he was utterly terrified.

This was another evil cultivator.

But the problem was, he had never met this man before. Why had he deliberately sought him out? Exactly where had things gone wrong?!

"Hehehe, boy, there's no need to be nervous."

"As long as you cooperate obediently, I will naturally spare your life."

The middle-aged Daoist spoke in a sinister tone.

He was completely at ease, and his cultivation was clearly far above Qin Yang's. At that moment, Qin Yang could not escape even if he wanted to.

After speaking, he casually pointed a finger, and Qin Yang could immediately speak again.

"Who are you?!"

"You are unworthy of knowing my name. If I'm not mistaken, you should have been poisoned by the Soul Locking Pill, correct?" the middle-aged Daoist said coldly.

"So what?"

Thoughts raced through Qin Yang's mind as he constantly searched for a countermeasure and speculated about the purpose behind this evil cultivator's pursuit.

He was certain that he had never come into contact with this evil cultivator before.

But judging by his strength, he was definitely no weaker than Xuan Chengzi!

He could even tell at a glance that Qin Yang had been poisoned by the Soul Locking Pill. Of course, Qin Yang was not stupid enough to think that this evil cultivator intended to help him detoxify himself. It definitely could not be that simple!

"Then that settles it."

"The Soul Locking Pill is something unique to Xuan Chengzi. You must be one of the disciples he captured, right?"

"Tell me where Xuan Chengzi is. Otherwise, I don't mind letting you experience the sensation of having your soul refined!"

The middle-aged Daoist threatened him.

Only after learning that the man had come for Xuan Chengzi did Qin Yang finally relax. As long as he was not the target, everything was fine.

"Senior, could you be an old friend of Xuan Chengzi?"

"An old friend? Hehehe." Terrifying killing intent surged in the middle-aged Daoist's eyes. "I came to kill Xuan Chengzi, that ungrateful wretch who betrayed his master and destroyed his ancestors."

"Don't even think about stalling for time to send word. In my hands, you don't stand a chance!"

He had mistakenly taken Qin Yang for a disciple by Xuan Chengzi's side.

Yet when Qin Yang heard that the man was Xuan Chengzi's enemy, he was so happy he could hardly contain himself. Send word? Not a chance.

He could not wait to usher him in with open arms and have Xuan Chengzi die as soon as possible!

"So you're an enemy of that Old Devil Xuan Chengzi. Senior, you should have said so earlier. Why threaten me?"

"Even if you hadn't captured me, I would have taken you to find him."

Qin Yang spat.

His words instead left the middle-aged Daoist at a loss. He had not expected Qin Yang to cooperate so readily.

Instinctively, he sensed a trap.

"Don't think about playing tricks. Are you sure you'll take me to find Xuan Chengzi?" The middle-aged Daoist grabbed Qin Yang by the neck, nearly choking him unconscious.

Qin Yang was so aggrieved he could have cried.

I'm being this sincere. Why don't you believe me?