Have a grudge against Xuan Chengzi? You should have said so earlier!

Chapter 15: An Enemy of Xuan Chengzi? You Should Have Said So Earlier

[Host: Qin Yang]

[Cultivation: Qi Refining Realm, 6th Level]

[Magic Treasure: None]

[Spells: None]

[Lifespan: 16/50]

[Spirit Root: Fire (Low Grade)]

Looking at the panel before him, Qin Yang was quite satisfied.

"My suffering through those past lives wasn't in vain. I've finally managed to scrape by."

With a cultivation of Qi Refining Realm, 6th Level, he wouldn't be completely defenseless like before, and he'd have more options.

The most pressing matter now was to find a way to resolve the poison of the Soul Locking Pill in his body.

"I've been in seclusion for at least half a month. There are only about ten days left until the Soul Locking Pill acts up."

"These ten days definitely won't be enough to reach the Cave Immortal Land. However, I could try looking for orthodox sects around Xiabai Town. There should be plenty of ways to detoxify there."

Qin Yang mused.

The map of the Cave Immortal Land on the scroll offered no reference points, leaving him unaware of his current location.

If he set off recklessly, he wouldn't know where he'd end up.

He recalled that Ye Cheng and the other two he encountered previously were from the Yunqing Sect. They were likely near Xiabai Town, so he could try looking for them.

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

"Lu Xun and Chang Er must have received the Old Devil's orders and come down the mountain to find me. Half a month has passed; they probably left if they couldn't find me in Xiabai Town, right?"

He proceeded cautiously.

Fortunately, his disheveled appearance and foul stench had reached a point where he was unrecognizable, a stark contrast to his previous frail image. He was now an object of disgust to everyone, which ironically served as his best disguise.

Xiabai Town was bustling with people.

The town was quite large, and on ordinary days, the streets were thronged with an endless stream of people, making it exceptionally lively.

Qin Yang mingled with the crowd, already drawn in by the aroma of food from the town. His empty stomach was rumbling.

Ever since he escaped from the mountain and hid in the wilderness to cultivate for over half a month, he would have starved to death long ago if not for the support of his Spiritual Power.

He was still far from truly achieving abstinence from food, so he still needed to eat.

But given his current situation, he might only be able to beg for food on the street.

Jingle.

A middle-aged man with a gaunt, pale face, dressed in a Taoist robe, walked through the crowd.

He held a dragon-headed staff, from which hung a string of black copper bells. A constant jingle accompanied his every step.

Qin Yang brushed past him.

"En?!"

"The aura of the Soul Locking Pill!"

The middle-aged man in the Taoist robe narrowed his eyes, sensing something acutely. He turned his head, his gaze quickly locking onto Qin Yang.

"That's right, it's the aura of the Soul Locking Pill."

"There's something wrong with that brat. He must be connected to Xuan Chengzi!"

"Heaven rewards the diligent. I've finally found a trace. Where will you run this time!"

A faint chill emanated from him, his gaze sinister, tinged with excitement. He followed Qin Yang.

At this moment, Qin Yang had just received some alms from a kind stranger. He no longer cared about his pride and found a small alley to devour the food ravenously.

Burp.

Qin Yang felt instantly comfortable.

He hadn't tasted human food for over half a month and had almost forgotten what it tasted like. Now, his entire body felt at ease.

But just as he was about to go out and gather information, a figure appeared before him, blocking his path.

Qin Yang instinctively dodged, but the other party intentionally stood in his way.

Looking up, he realized it wasn't Lu Xun or Chang Er.

However, the bad news was that the Yin energy emanating from this Taoist was no less potent than Xuan Chengzi's!

"You..."

Qin Yang was shocked, unsure why this person had sought him out. He instinctively mobilized the Spiritual Power within him and turned to flee.

However, a strange force emerged, not only sealing his mouth but also causing his legs to stiffen abruptly, making him unable to move even an inch!

With a thump.

The momentum from running caused Qin Yang's face to make intimate contact with the ground, and stars immediately popped before his eyes!

At this moment, he was incredibly terrified.

This was also an evil cultivator.

But the problem was, he had never seen this person before. Why would they specifically seek him out? Where had things gone wrong?!

"Heheheh, little brat, no need to be nervous."

"As long as you cooperate obediently with this seat, this seat will naturally spare your life."

The middle-aged man in the daoist robe said sinisterly.

He was at ease, his cultivation clearly far above Qin Yang's. At this moment, Qin Yang couldn't even run if he wanted to.

After speaking, he casually gestured, and Qin Yang was immediately able to speak.

"Who are you?!"

"You are not worthy of knowing this seat's name. If this seat sees correctly, you should have been poisoned by the Soul Locking Pill, shouldn't you?" the middle-aged man in the daoist robe said coldly.

"So what?"

Qin Yang's mind raced, constantly searching for a solution while also trying to figure out the purpose of this evil cultivator seeking him out.

He could be sure that he had never encountered the evil cultivator before him.

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

What's more, he could tell at a glance that Qin Yang had the Soul Locking Pill poison in his body. Of course, Qin Yang wasn't stupid enough to think this evil cultivator intended to help him detoxify; it was definitely not that simple!

"Then that's right."

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

"Tell me where Xuan Chengzi is, or this seat won't mind letting you experience the feeling of your soul being refined!"

The middle-aged man in the daoist robe threatened.

Upon learning that they were after Xuan Chengzi, Qin Yang finally breathed a sigh of relief. It was good as long as it wasn't directed at him.

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

"Old friend? Heheheh." Terrifying killing intent surged in the middle-aged man's eyes. "This seat is here to kill that traitor, Xuan Chengzi."

"Don't even think about stalling for time to send a message. You have no chance in front of this seat!"

He mistook Qin Yang for a disciple by Xuan Chengzi's side.

However, Qin Yang was overjoyed to hear that this person was Xuan Chengzi's enemy. He couldn't wait to report it. He wished he could invite the "emperor" in and have Xuan Chengzi die quickly!

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

"Even if you didn't capture me, I would have brought you to find him."

Qin Yang spat.

As soon as he said this, the middle-aged man in the daoist robe was taken aback. He hadn't expected Qin Yang to be so cooperative.

Subconsciously, he felt there was a trick involved.

"Don't try any tricks. Are you sure you'll take this seat to find Xuan Chengzi?" The middle-aged man in the daoist robe grabbed Qin Yang's neck, making him almost suffocate.

This made Qin Yang want to cry but have no tears.

He had been so sincere, why didn't they believe him?