Emerging from Seclusion, Shocking Everyone

The territory of the Ink Qilin Clan.

Clan members who should have been in seclusion emerged one after another.

At this moment, they had gathered together in a rare assembly.

The sight was truly spectacular.

Unless a matter of life and death befell the Kirin Clan, these qilins would normally remain in seclusion.

How could they possibly gather like this?

Clan Leader Qi Hua stood in midair.

Two figures stood beside him.

One wore a crimson Daoist robe and had a dignified appearance.

He was Qi Hou, the Clan Leader of the Fire Qilin Clan.

As for the female immortal beside him, she was his descendant, Qi Huo, who had originally been meant to marry Qi Mo.

"Qi Hua, Qi Mo's origin has been damaged. Our Fire Qilin Clan will never accept a useless cripple."

"We have come this time first to break off the engagement."

"And second, to behold the Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure."

Qi Hou, the Clan Leader of the Fire Qilin Clan, spoke expressionlessly.

Qi Hua's face darkened somewhat, but there was nothing he could do.

How could a cripple possibly catch the eye of the Fire Qilin Clan?

Even though Qi Mo had caused quite a stir during these final twenty thousand years, Qi Hua did not believe that Qi Mo could restore his origin, much less advance further.

"How could my, Qi Huo's, Dao companion be a cripple?"

Qi Huo spoke with arrogant disdain.

As they spoke, descendants of the Kirin Clan below had already forcefully broken open Qi Mo's cave abode.

"I never expected Qi Ming to reach the Mid Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm within these hundred thousand years."

"It seems you old fellow have spent no small amount of resources on him."

An elder recognized Qi Ming.

An elder from Qi Ming's lineage immediately said with a cheerful smile, "He cannot compare to your descendants."

"Little Qi Ming is still too impatient. Even if he wanted to prove himself, he should not have been so rash."

Old fox.

Was he truly impatient, or had you secretly instructed him?

Defeat Qi Mo, and he could obtain the Five Innate Banners.

You clearly want that Spiritual Treasure for yourself.

Still, this works out well.

Let Qi Ming test Qi Mo's strength first.

If he has not recovered, their descendants will naturally step in at the critical moment.

If he has recovered, Qi Ming's attack will at least let them gauge some of his strength.

Though that possibility was virtually nonexistent.

With so many elders watching him, Qi Ming felt incomparably proud.

At last, he too had the feeling of being treated as a genius.

Right now, he only wanted to drag Qi Mo out and beat him senseless.

Perhaps that would win him the Clan Leader's attention and Qi Huo's notice.

"You are courting death."

'Qi Mo's' icy voice came from within the cave abode.

Trespassing into another's cave abode was a grave taboo.

"You are nothing but a cripple. Do you really think you are still the clan's genius?"

Qi Ming burst into laughter.

Yet the response he received was a massive fist formed from magical power.

How dare he look down on me!

Qi Ming immediately flew into a rage and unleashed a divine ability.

Generally speaking, one would only use the simplest magical power to attack an opponent when one's cultivation far surpassed theirs or when one did not take them seriously at all.

Qi Mo's action had undoubtedly ignited Qi Ming's fury.

Once my divine ability shatters the last of your pride, I will grind you beneath my feet.

But reality was cruel.

A divine ability might be powerful, but it depended on who wielded it.

Used by a Mid Primordial Unity Golden Immortal against someone at the perfected Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm, it was clearly insufficient.

The divine ability shattered upon colliding with the massive fist of magical power.

Then, before Qi Ming's horrified eyes, the fist slammed into his chest.

Bang.

Qi Ming felt as though he had been struck head-on by a Primeval Divine Mountain.

The terrifying force sent him flying, spraying blood across the sky.

By the time he finally landed, the only thought left in his mind was that it was impossible.

How had he become so strong?!

Qi Ming had fallen.

Only after directly blasting Qi Ming to death did a figure slowly emerge.

It was Qi Mo.

Yet how could the current Qi Mo possibly resemble the cripple they had described?

His essence, energy, and spirit were restrained within, while his bearing was peerless.

His calm eyes swept across the surroundings.

He naturally exuded an overbearing, invincible aura.

"Who else wants to test my strength?"

The entire Kirin Clan was stunned.

How was that possible?!

He had actually repaired the damaged origin.

Not only that, he had even advanced further.

How had he done it?

Could it be that he had been hiding something all along?

Thinking back to how he had demanded vast quantities of Spiritual Materials and Spiritual Roots before entering seclusion, could he be a Pill Master?

Even if he were a Pill Master, he should not possess such astonishing mastery of alchemy.

Could they truly be witnessing the return of a genius?

Just as everyone was deep in thought, a shrill cry rang out.

"Qi Ming!"

It was the Kirin Clan elder who had mocked him earlier.

Qi Ming had been the most talented descendant of his lineage.

Moreover, he had poured no small amount of effort into nurturing Qi Ming over the past hundred thousand years.

Now that Qi Ming had been directly killed, the elder's eyes immediately turned bloodshot.

"You want to make a move against me?"

"My cultivation has now fully recovered. I am still a genius of this clan."

"Have you considered the consequences of acting against me?"

'Qi Mo' showed no fear whatsoever.

He had a Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure protecting him. Even if this old fellow attacked, he could withstand one strike.

Besides, with the Clan Leader and the others present, they would not let him act privately.

Consequences?!

The elder hesitated.

If Qi Mo had truly become the genius he once was, then he really could not make a move.

As the clan's foremost genius, Qi Mo's status was no lower than his own.

If he forced the issue, he would not only displease the Clan Leader, but his entire lineage might even be suppressed.

Qi Ming might be dead, but he was merely one of many descendants. It was not worth it.

"Then you must show the strength of a genius."

In the end, the elder snorted coldly.

"Whether I am one or not, I will prove it myself."

"Qi Lan, get out here."

"Your lineage's elder, Qi Tong, is certain that you can defeat me."

"Today, let the Clan Leader and the others witness whether you are still the perennial second place."

'Qi Mo' looked toward a young man in a blue Daoist robe.

"Qi Mo, do not be so arrogant."

How could Qi Lan swallow such public humiliation?

He stepped forward at once.

Originally, he had intended to crush Qi Mo before everyone and claim the position of the clan's greatest genius.

Though this Qi Mo seemed to have truly recovered, so what?

Over the past hundred thousand years, the elder had spared no effort in nurturing him.

The outcome was still uncertain.

"Arrogant?"

"When my origin was damaged, every one of you called me a cripple. You even wanted to seize my Spiritual Treasure."

"Now that my origin has recovered and my strength has greatly increased, naturally I will make you pay the price."

'Qi Mo' spoke coldly.

"Then let me see just how far your strength has reached."

Qi Lan went all out from the very start.

A ring-shaped Spiritual Treasure flew out.

Infused with Qi Lan's magical power, it expanded with the wind.

It transformed into a Vajra Ring several hundred zhang wide.

Hm?

It is only a top-grade Houtian Spiritual Treasure?

'Qi Mo' was actually stunned.

This left him somewhat at a loss.

Ever since binding to the system, he had never seen a Houtian Spiritual Treasure.

He had never expected the Ink Qilin Clan's second greatest genius to wield merely a top-grade Houtian Spiritual Treasure.

That was far too shabby.

Lin Changsheng was simply overthinking it. There were quite a few Innate Spiritual Treasures.

But there were even more living beings in the Primordial Wilderness.

How could every random cultivator possess an Innate Spiritual Treasure?

Only he had five Innate Spiritual Treasures on his person.

Even the Grand Unity Golden Immortal-level elders of the Kirin Clan could not compare to him.

"You dare covet my Spiritual Treasure with such meager ability?"

"Who gave you the courage?"

"And the Fire Qilin Clan, seeing that my origin was damaged, you came to kick me while I was down?"

"Today, I will show you what a genius truly is."

"And just how foolish your decision was."

"You will regret the choice you made today."

'Qi Mo' laughed loudly as the Top-grade Innate Spiritual Treasure flew out.

Ten thousand Golden Lotuses bloomed, impervious to all things.

The sight of them blotting out the heavens and covering the earth firmly protected Qi Mo at their center.

At that moment, it seemed as though an ancient existence had awakened in the eternal void and cast down a glance!