A-Lian: So You Are Li Qiming

Li Qiming and Shen Changsheng returned to the martial arts hall.

"Junior brother, congratulations. With your current strength, you can be promoted directly to an elite disciple. In fact, if you have the confidence, you could even challenge to become a core disciple."

Shen Changsheng said.

He had heard Jiang Lianyue mention the changes in Li Qiming along the way.

At the critical moment, he had awakened his body's hidden potential, possessing a monstrous strength capable of killing a Bone Refining expert and turning the tide.

Such strength was more than enough for an elite disciple; he could even try to become a core disciple!

"Thank you for your guidance, senior brother, but I feel I am still lacking a great deal. As for being a core disciple... I don't have that ambition for the time being."

Li Qiming thanked him.

Being a core disciple was no easy task; as the saying goes, with great power comes great responsibility.

Holding a high position inevitably meant facing high pressure.

"Very well, then get some rest early."

Shen Changsheng nodded and turned to leave.

He was severely injured and needed to regulate his breathing.

Furthermore, he still had his insights into sword momentum to process...

He felt that he would soon break through and grow stronger, perhaps even stepping into the Organ Refining realm!

As soon as Li Qiming stepped into his small courtyard, he found three figures standing there. Looking up, they were all familiar faces.

Qin Yu, Wang Liang, and even Mo Su.

"Brother Qiming, you're back."

Seeing Li Qiming return, Wang Liang couldn't help but grin, revealing two rows of white teeth.

Seeing Li Qiming's figure, Qin Yu and Mo Su also breathed a sigh of relief.

After they returned, their hanging hearts had been difficult to settle, and they were extremely anxious.

Qin Yu had even notified the hall master and the elders, but the hall master, the elders, and several core disciples seemed to be tied up with another major matter and could not get away for the time being; otherwise, they would have set out long ago to rescue senior brother Shen Changsheng.

"Junior brother, if you had returned any later, we would have been ready to go look for you."

Before Li Qiming could speak, Qin Yu added, "Go get some rest. Rest for a day first; we'll talk about everything else tomorrow."

The group then tactfully took their leave.

After all, Li Qiming looked exhausted.

He was indeed tired.

He hadn't closed his eyes for two days and two nights.

Coupled with the journey, even with Li Qiming's strengthened body, this ordeal had been a bit much for him to handle.

He was so sleepy his head ached.

Without even having time to take off his clothes, he entered his room and collapsed onto the bed, falling fast asleep.

When Li Qiming opened his eyes again, it was already the afternoon of the next day.

He stretched fiercely under the covers; it had been a long time since he had slept so soundly.

He got out of bed and pushed open the door, seeing the sunset glow on the horizon.

And four figures sitting at the stone table in the courtyard.

"Senior brother? Senior brother Qin, Wang Liang... Mo Su?"

"Why are you all here?"

As soon as the words left his lips, Li Qiming guessed the reason. On the stone table, there was fine wine and good food.

"Junior brother Li, we were just waiting for you. Come and eat."

Shen Changsheng said with a faint smile.

Li Qiming was stunned.

Waiting for me to eat? It had been a long time since anyone had said that to him.

The last time was in his previous life.

Li Qiming took his seat, and everyone began to pick up their chopsticks.

"Let's have a toast. We can consider ourselves to have a bond forged in life and death now!"

Shen Changsheng suddenly raised his cup, sighing with emotion.

Everyone was stunned, and upon careful reflection, it really did seem to be the case.

This mission seemed to have made them more familiar with one another, fostering an indescribable bond.

It was just like... being companions!

After three rounds of drinks, the group began chatting about everything under the sun, each of them slightly tipsy.

A flush appeared on Li Qiming's face as well.

"Brother Qiming, do you remember Yang Mang?"

Wang Liang asked.

Li Qiming frowned; the name sounded very familiar.

"Is it that genius, Yang Mang, the only one in the first round of the assessment to receive an exemption and possess superior bone structure?"

"That's right, it's him. Just yesterday, he became a martial artist in the Bone Refining realm."

Wang Liang said with a look of envy.

Li Qiming was taken aback. If he remembered correctly, during the disciple assessment, Yang Mang was only at the early stage of the Blood Refining realm. Only a few days had passed, and the other party had already stepped into the Bone Refining realm... so fast?

Hiss~ As expected of superior bone structure.

"Junior brother, I've decided to join the Demon Catcher."

Shen Changsheng suddenly looked at Li Qiming and said in a deep voice.

He had thought a lot since returning, and there was still a lingering unwillingness in his heart; he truly wanted to see that sword of Han Tianjun.

Li Qiming opened his mouth, wanting to say many things, but in the end, he simply raised his cup and clinked it against his senior brother's, saying nothing more.

Since the other party had made such a choice, it must have been after careful consideration, so there was no need for him to point out the pros and cons.

In the blink of an eye, it was late at night, and everyone rose one after another, leaving with the scent of alcohol on them.

Li Qiming also returned to his room.

He circulated the blood energy throughout his body, and the drunken look on his face vanished in an instant.

The blood energy completely digested the alcohol.

"Time to train!"

Li Qiming gritted his teeth.

He had rested enough; he could not afford to be lazy in the slightest and had to continue working hard to become stronger!

Especially after this mission, he realized even more that this world was incredibly dangerous and terrifying.

He drew a curved blade and began to practice the Nine Style Blade Technique.

The youth's figure moved through the narrow room as he performed the blade techniques, and soon he was drenched in sweat.

Boom!

Suddenly, his breathing hitched—"Thunder Breathing Method"!

Under the amplification of the One Blade Style, both he and his blade became a blur of speed.

The consumption of blood energy within Li Qiming's body was also immense.

However, as he practiced, he began to gradually adapt to the Strength of an Elephant within his body, as well as the significant increase in his blood energy.

Just as Li Qiming was immersed in his training:

"So, you are Li Qiming."

A voice suddenly rang out from within the room, catching him off guard.

Li Qiming was stunned, unable to turn around in time, because the voice was incredibly familiar—it was definitely that demoness A-Lian.

His scalp went numb, and the hair on his body stood on end.

He never imagined that A-Lian would appear in his room.

When did she get here?!

There was no time to think about it now.

Without the slightest hesitation, he moved at his fastest speed, bolting toward the window to escape!

"Hehe." A-Lian smiled faintly.

The next second.

A cold blade was already pressed against Li Qiming's neck.

"Let's talk this over slowly."

Li Qiming immediately stopped in his tracks, his body stiffening.

At this critical moment of life and death, he became unusually calm.

He glanced sideways, looking at A-Lian, who was within arm's reach.

He couldn't help but freeze.

A-Lian was not wearing that strange Prajna Evil Scripture Mask.

"You look quite good without the mask."

As if possessed, Li Qiming blurted it out.

Without the demonic energy, her face actually held a hint of innocence.

"If I were wearing the mask, you would already be dead."

A-Lian said.

She looked the youth up and down, her eyes filled with curiosity.

"How exactly did you kill Chen Ajiu?"

"With a blade."

Li Qiming spoke the truth.

"I know it was a blade, but I can't figure out how you killed Chen Ajiu with it when you haven't even grasped Blade Momentum?"

A-Lian asked.

"That's hard to explain, can I... demonstrate?"

Li Qiming said.

"Fine." A-Lian nodded, slowly retracting the blade she had held against his neck, and gestured, "You may begin..."

Before the words had even faded.

BOOM!

A faint thunderous hum sounded, and in an instant, Li Qiming's figure vanished.