"What!"
Jiayan Saintess was dumbfounded. Her beloved Third Elder had actually attacked her!
Why would this happen!
After a brief moment of surprise, Ye Kang immediately understood.
So that was it. He'd wondered why this Yang Solid Realm martial artist seemed so strange, with none of the bearing of an elder. He'd been playing dumb all along, hiding his true intentions.
Thinking about it carefully, the old man was at Yang Solid cultivation. He was only one Yin Qi away from having a chance to break through to Yin Mie Realm.
With a First-Class Yin Qi right before him, how could he possibly hand it over to some junior?
This was what sect martial artists were really like: full of talk about benevolence and morality, but in truth driven only by profit—the most hypocritical people of all.
Ye Kang swung a fist back and smashed Daoist Qinghong's attack to pieces. At the same time, a thought crossed his mind, and he immediately activated the Netherworld Qi Gathering Method. Yin Qi surged around him in countless streams.
The ritual for attracting Netherworld-type Heaven and Earth Qi was simple: all you needed was enough Yin Qi.
Of course, Ye Kang had no obligation to shield the Saintess from the attack. Daoist Qinghong's strike sent her crashing straight into the cave wall, where she spat blood and her true qi scattered.
Seeing that Ye Kang had effortlessly nullified his attack and was even gathering the qi, Daoist Qinghong's heart turned cold.
He hadn't expected to underestimate this Yang Beginning Realm youngster after all. The boy really did have something going for him.
Since one strike hadn't settled things, he couldn't attack again. Otherwise, if a full battle broke out, the hard-won Nether Spring Qi would dissipate.
The bigger picture had to come first.