My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult

Chapter 267: Chapter 267: Promotion to Three Qi Snow Mountain Transformation (10,000 Word Update, Please Subscribe for Monthly Ticket)

Under the conditions of a deficient supply of Heaven and Earth Spirit Essence, An Jing’s Dantian continued to expand. If previously it was like a trickle of a stream, now it resembled a vast lake.

Deprived of Essence, the Dantian began to draw from the Essence within his body.

“Ah! Ah!”

It was unknown how much time had passed when An Jing spat out two mouthfuls of fiery blood. Despite this, he still felt a splitting pain in his Dantian, as if it were about to burst.

It felt as though all his internal organs were about to explode, and his mind became ethereal, making him feel light as if his soul might scatter at any moment.

Just then, an even more terrifying suction force suddenly emerged from within his Dantian.

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Zi la! Zi la!

Initially, cultivation relied on the Qi Sea, which then created the Dantian, and ultimately the Dantian further expanded and transformed to hold more True Qi.

At this moment, the pulling force inside An Jing’s Dantian had completely escaped his control and was spreading wildly towards the Qi Sea.

“That’s right…..”

Suddenly, An Jing thought of the Holy Essence Gu.

For such a long time, he had been continuously feeding this Holy Essence Gu, consuming many rare jade stones in the process.

In the Southern Barbarians, the Holy Essence Gu was extremely rare. In the past, Lou Xiangzhen reached the Third Qi Realm from the Second Qi Peak relying on this Holy Essence Gu.

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Such a long time also must have given birth to a strand of Heaven and Earth Spirit Essence, he thought.

With this thought, An Jing took out the Holy Essence Gu from his pocket. Inside its transparent body, which was swelling and throbbing, there was a strand of faint yellow light at its abdomen.

It was a strand of Heaven and Earth Spirit Essence in the process of brewing.

An Jing’s eyes sparkled with a bright light, then with a flick of his finger, he directly drew out the Heaven and Earth Spirit Essence from within the abdomen of the Holy Essence Gu.

Suddenly, the yellow halo of the Heaven and Earth Spirit Essence surged like a mad dragon, rushing towards the interior of An Jing’s Dantian.

This strand of Heaven and Earth Spirit Essence, derived from the Holy Essence Gu, seemed purer and more majestic compared to the Heaven and Earth Spirit Essence left behind after the death of a Grandmaster.

But as An Jing extracted this strand of Heaven and Earth Spirit Essence, a pale crimson blood oozed from the transparent surface of the Holy Essence Gu. Clearly, this strand of Heaven and Earth Spirit Essence had not yet fully coalesced and the extraction had damaged its foundation.

After all, the last time it took years to produce two strands of Heaven and Earth Spirit Essence, but now it had only taken a few months to produce this one.

The Heaven and Earth Spirit Essence did not enter An Jing’s Dantian directly but transformed into countless Essence, flowing towards various meridians throughout his body.

Once this strand of Heaven and Earth Spirit Essence thoroughly integrated into An Jing’s body, it flowed slowly, as if it was refining his body.

Only then did the Heaven and Earth Spirit Essence, wrapped in True Qi, slowly move towards his Dantian.

Just as the Heaven and Earth Spirit Essence approached the Dantian, a tremendously strong attracting force burst forth from within, attacking like a force capable of shifting mountains and overturning seas.

However, An Jing had anticipated this and firmly guarded his mind.

An Jing suppressed the pain, gradually moving the Heaven and Earth Spirit Essence into his Dantian using his True Qi.

Time dripped by, and the Heaven and Earth Spirit Essence steadily moved into An Jing’s Dantian. Meanwhile, immense suffering continued to torment An Jing.

Bang!

Suddenly, An Jing’s body exploded like a bomb, with terrifying waves of Qi radiating from his Dantian as the center.

In just an instant, An Jing’s mind was in complete chaos.

Almost as a natural reaction of his body, the “Nameless Heart Scripture” began to operate, and a large amount of True Qi also kept pouring in.

Bang!

An Jing’s body, like a flood that had burst its dam, was awash with a torrent of blood. His internal organs, facial features, and meridians were filled with a vast amount of True Qi.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

A wave of True Qi, as dense as smoke and as substantial as a curtain, hovered around An Jing, and his seated body was surrounded by a deep and profound Qi Mechanism.

Vast and grand!

This sudden scene was like a drowning man grasping at a lifebuoy.

The “Nameless Heart Scripture” is one of the current three most profound Martial Arts surpassing the Heavenly Martial level, profound and deep. Although it was still incomplete, it was regarded as the number one mental method in the world.

At this moment, the “Nameless Heart Scripture” finally unleashed its power.

The Heaven and Earth Spirit Essence visibly fast integrated into An Jing’s body, and finally embedded itself in his Dantian, greatly easing the painful process within.

In the blink of an eye, a day had passed, and the Heaven and Earth Spirit Essence had fully integrated into An Jing’s Dantian.

An Jing also clearly felt the True Qi in his body become more surging and domineering.

The spiritual essence was continuously rising.

As long as the spiritual essence returned to its place, then he would reach the Three Qi Realm.

Accompanied by the Heaven and Earth Spirit Essence exhaled by the Holy Essence Gu Worm, along with the circulation of the “Nameless Heart Scripture,” the true qi flowing around his body grew extremely formidable.

Sss! Sss!

The surrounding spiraling air currents surged wildly, and sand filled the air, forming a yellow curtain that obscured An Jing’s body.

…….

Dongluo Pass, early morning.

Zhao Qingmei stood atop the city walls, her eyes gazing into the distance.

An Jing had disappeared for two or three days, and she knew that An Jing had obtained several strands of Heaven and Earth Spirit Essence, and his Cultivation was on the verge of breaking through to the Three Qi Realm. She presumed he was currently within a secluded breakthrough.

In the Grandmaster Realm, each advancement in realm meant a significant increase in cultivation, but the difficulty of each advancement also grew steeply.

Thinking of this, she couldn’t help but feel a bit angry and worried.

She was angry that An Jing had secluded himself without notifying her, and she was worried that something unexpected might occur to An Jing.

After all, advancing to Three Qi was no minor feat.

Zhao Qingmei secretly vowed, “An Jing, once you return, I’m going to let you know just how formidable I am.”

Duanmu Xinghua slowly approached and said softly, “Sect Hierarch, Yu Dou’s body has been found, but Zhang Zihao has disappeared. Not only that, Zhang Zihao’s wife and child also went back to Yan Country to visit relatives half a month ago. I’ve already sent a secret letter to a Human Sect expert, I wonder if we could intercept them…”

“Visit relatives!?”

Zhao Qingmei, who couldn’t tolerate any deceptions, naturally understood what this implied.

Being disciples of the Poison King, why would their family choose this time, of all times, to visit relatives? It was somewhat suspicious.

Zhao Qingmei’s eyes narrowed into slits, “Alive, I want to see the person, dead, I want to see the body, regardless, I want you to find Zhang Zihao.”

What she despised most were traitors, and in her view, traitors had only one fate, and that was death.

Duanmu Xinghua mused for a while and then started, “Sect Hierarch…”

Zhao Qingmei cut off Duanmu Xinghua, “I know what you want to say, this matter should not be disclosed for now.”

Last time, all of Houjin’s threads were pretty much cut off in one swoop, confirming Zhao Qingmei’s suspicion that a traitor might already be present within the sect. Moreover, this time, the death of the Poison King further confirmed her suspicions.

This person was able to obtain the list of Human Sect experts from Houjin, obviously a high-ranking member of the Demon Sect, either one of the three Sect Masters or one of the four Chief Seats, or someone close like Tan Yun or Yu Qiurong.

It was still unclear who this person was. If she rashly announces that there’s a traitor among the upper echelons of the Demon Sect, it would cause panic among the high ranks of the Demon Sect, with everyone feeling insecure.

Zhao Qingmei pondered for a moment and asked, “By the way, has there been any movement from Houjin’s large army recently? Has Houjin received any reinforcements?”

Duanmu Xinghua quickly replied, “The Flying Horse Banner, Heavenly Martial Banner, and Water Cloud Banner—three armies gathered in the Northern Plain and then there has been no movement.”

Zhao Qingmei’s eyebrows furrowed tightly, and she was somewhat nervous within.

The Flying Horse Banner and Heavenly Martial Banner had suffered many losses at Sanfeng Pass last time, but these three armies still numbered nearly three hundred and fifty thousand men. Zhao Qingmei had already witnessed the cruelty of war when she ventured into the Flying Horse Banner.

An army of hundreds of thousands from the Flying Horse Banner, that massive, dark mass seemed to have no end in sight. If it hadn’t been for the killing of the Flying Horse Banner’s banner lord, they would have had a difficult time exiting that central military camp.

After suffering a major loss last time, Houjin was undoubtedly prepared this time. It’s possible that experts from Soul Seeker Mansion and the Great Snow Mountain would all make an appearance in the military lines, making decapitation strikes much less straightforward.

The Soul Seeker Mansion already had many experts, and, combined with the Houjin Holy Land, Great Snow Mountain, the Demon Sect experts would surely be hard-pressed to withstand, not to mention Houjin’s army of more than three hundred thousand.

Nowadays, within the vast Demon Sect, countless disciples and over fifty thousand men of the Black Armored Army’s lives were in her hands; she felt the weight on her shoulders as though mountains had descended upon her.

Somewhere in a daze, Zhao Qingmei realized that sometimes, power also became a responsibility, a silent, relentless pressure.

Before long, several figures appeared outside the pass.

Upon closer examination, they were Li Fuzhou, Tan Yun, and Yu Qiurong, among others.

Standing beside Tan Yun was another person, whom, if An Jing were there, he would definitely recognize as the steward of the Lv Mansion.

Zhao Qingmei, looking down at the people below Dongluo Pass, said, “Turning the situation on its head and encompassing all directions, is this man the Jin Wuwang who had disappeared from the martial world back then?”

Duanmu Xinghua solemnly said, “It’s him. I had seen him once many years ago. Unexpectedly, he has now become the steward of the Lv Sect.”

Zhao Qingmei said no more, only silently watching the people below who were seeing each other off.

Tan Yun smiled and said, “Master, Sister Qiurong, you can return now.”

Yu Qiurong nodded slightly without speaking more. Although she felt reluctant, becoming a part of the Lv Mansion in Yujing City was far better than staying in Dongluo Pass.

Li Fuzhou seemed to want to say something, but after thinking it over, he realized that everything that needed to be said had already been said during normal days. He said, “When you go back, spend more time with your teacher. Don’t resent him; he has his difficulties too.”

“I understand, Master. I’ve never resented anyone,” she replied.

Tan Yun nodded slightly and then glanced at Dongluo Pass.

At that moment, the space above Dongluo Pass was empty, void of any figures.

She looked over several times, as if she were searching for something.

Tan Yun said with some disappointment in her heart, “Neither the Sect Hierarch nor my son-in-law has come?”

At this moment, she very much wanted to see both of them, especially An Jing.

“You must understand, just like the clouds in the sky, they gather and then disperse, disperse and then gather, much like life itself, where no one can accompany you forever.”

Li Fuzhou pointed to the sky and said, “Though life has days of departure, mountains and rivers shall have times of reunion.”

Tan Yun nodded somewhat understandingly, then adjusted her mood and said, “Then master, sister Qiurong, I need to make a trip to Yu State City and will leave first.”

“Go ahead.”

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Tan Yun followed the butler from the Lv Mansion toward the distance.

The real parting does not happen by an ancient path beside a long pavilion, nor with someone urging you to drink one more cup of wine—it simply occurs on a peaceful morning, with someone staying behind in yesterday.

Zhao Qingmei slowly walked out and watched that gradually distant figure until it completely disappeared at the end of the horizon.

“Let’s go back.”

Zhao Qingmei finished speaking and walked toward the city wall.

Duanmu Xinghua shook her head and followed behind Zhao Qingmei, leaving as well.

…..

Houjin, an endless expanse of snow mountains.

On a clear and sunny day, with a gentle breeze, the immaculate snow mountains, framed by the azure sky, rested on the vast land, surrounded by the white clouds, lightly encircling the grand mountains’ waistline.

A middle-aged man sat in the snow, eyes fixed on the ice cave in front of him.

This person was the chieftain of the Snow Mountain tribe.

Currently, the area around the ice cave was enveloped by an eerie whirlpool of qi, swirling the surrounding snow and wind into it, chilly enough to even make the Snow Mountain chieftain, such an expert, feel a tremor in his heart.

“What exactly is Jiang Shang doing in this Forbidden Land?”

His brows were tightly furrowed, and his expression was utterly grave.

Jiang Shang had been in the Forbidden Land for several months, but had not yet emerged; if not for the massive qi displayed within, the Snow Mountain chieftain would have thought Jiang Shang had died inside.

At this moment, Jiang Shang sat crossed-legged in the ice cave, surrounded by a scarlet haze of blood qi, which was extremely active, with strange roars audible within.

His aged face also bore a hint of paleness, his features struggling and twisting.

Currently, his Qi Sea was densely packed with blood qi, almost as if it had turned into a giant Blood Pool, and what was more astonishing was his Dantian.

Jiang Shang’s Dantian was scarlet and kept inflating and contracting as if it had taken on new life, resembling a heart, yet also like a cocoon, waiting for the moment it bursts open, for something mysterious to be born from within.

As his Dantian kept inflating and contracting, his qi also dramatically intensified.

Initially just entering the Four Qi Realm, he had already reached the peak of Four Qi, only one step away from breaking through the shackles to reach the Five Qi Realm.

“Swish, swish, swish, swish!”

The blood qi around Jiang Shang formed a vortex and then surged towards his Dantian, with his blood-colored Dantian swelling ever more visibly.

Each inflation and contraction greatly boosted Jiang Shang’s qi.

Until all the blood qi was absorbed, his qi also climbed to a fixed point.

Time slowly passed, about several hours later.

Jiang Shang opened his eyes, and in the pitch-black, cold cave, it seemed as if two beams of blood light appeared.

“Is this the Undying Blood? It really can increase lifespan!”

Jiang Shang stretched out his palm, his eyes filled with immense joy.

His cultivation had indeed significantly improved, even more so than if he had absorbed five Heaven and Earth Spirit Essences, and he could feel some vitality flowing into his internal organs, with every organ in his body seemingly rejuvenated to years before.

This indicated that his lifespan had increased a bit, although not by much, far from reaching immortality.

But increasing lifespan was something countless great grandmasters longed for but could never achieve, yet he had done it.

Jiang Shang took a deep breath and said, “This Undying Blood is too dilute. If there was a large amount of it, not only could it make me rejuvenated, but it could also allow me to truly achieve immortality.”

Thinking of this, Jiang Shang’s heart blazed with excitement.

The world competes for power and gains, but to what avail? After a hundred years, it’s all but a handful of yellow earth, yet Jiang Shang could live as long as the heavens and earth, rivaling the sun and the moon in splendor.

If this news were to leak out, I’m afraid that even the topmost experts in the world would be moved by it.

“I need to obtain more Undying Blood, more…..”

Jiang Shang suppressed the emotions in his heart and slowly walked out of the ice cave.

“Huff…..”

Outside the ice cave, the wind and snow howled like a wild beast roaring.

As Jiang Shang stepped out, the clan chief of the Snow Mountain tribe stood up, a trace of cold light in his eyes.

Jiang Shang naturally noticed the man, his lips curling into an amused smile, “Sir, you must be the chief of the Snow Mountain tribe, right?”

“This is a forbidden territory of the Snow Mountain tribe, intruders will be killed without mercy!”

The clan chief of the Snow Mountain tribe let out a cold laugh, his voice becoming violent at that moment, the roaring sound pained one’s ears.

Jiang Shang didn’t waste any words and instead prepared to strike first.

He clenched his fists, a terrifying surge of blood qi swirled around his body.

The black qi swirled and coiled around him, overwhelmingly domineering and astonishingly forceful.

“Huh?!”

The chief of the Snow Mountain tribe stared at the black qi, his expression solidifying; he indeed perceived the vast qi within the ice cave before, but had not expected Jiang Shang’s cultivation to be so exceptional.

Yet, merely this was clearly not enough to make the chief of the Snow Mountain tribe wary. He scoffed coldly, stomping his foot fiercely; his ghostly figure then appeared directly in front of Jiang Shang, before he heavily slapped down towards his heavenly spirit.

The sound of wind and thunder shook the air, as swift as lightning.

Thud!

Although his speed was fast, Jiang Shang was even quicker; before the full force of his palm could be deployed, the tightly clenched fist carried an overwhelming power, directly smashing into his palm, and a terrifying force burst forth.

Bang!

As the two engaged in combat, immediately there arose waves of fearsome true qi.

Step, step, step….

The chief of the Snow Mountain tribe continuously retreated backward, his face pale.

With just a probing palm, he already showed a waning posture.

The chief of the Snow Mountain tribe was a Four Qi Grandmaster, but to be pushed back by Jiang Shang in one move—such formidable strength.

The disparity was just too obvious.

The eyes of the chief of the Snow Mountain tribe sharpened, leveraging the momentum of the blizzard he executed the Snow Mountain tribe’s ultimate technique, Snow Mountain Immortal Finger.

Snow Mountain Immortal Finger! Immortal Pointing the Way!

A terrifying white jade pillar surged upward, the deafening might pierced the heavens and stunned the ears, causing a chill in one’s heart and making one’s scalp tingle.

It was as if a white dragon surged forth, charging towards Jiang Shang.

Jiang Shang directly sensed the domineering nature of the Snow Mountain Immortal Finger, inwardly admiring, “Indeed worthy of being a descendent of the Great Qin Dynasty, this martial finger technique is much more profound than ordinary Heavenly Martial level finger techniques.”

It must be said, the martial arts displayed by the chief of the Snow Mountain tribe—even just this force alone was enough to make Jiang Shang take it seriously.

Jiang Shang’s body shook, and he instantly moved in front of the chief of the Snow Mountain tribe.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Amidst the swirling snow, the figures of the two interweaved like arcs of light, not even leaving marks on the ground; in just a few breaths, they had exchanged dozens of moves.

Thud!

True qi tore through the sky, the two figures crossed again, crashing together fiercely, instantly unleashing qi force from beneath them.

The chief of the Snow Mountain tribe was forced back a hundred steps, then he stamped his foot to stabilize his stance.

And Jiang Shang stood in the snow, completely motionless.

“Jiang Shang, your strength is indeed great,”

The chief of the Snow Mountain tribe looked at his hand still emitting white smoke, and spoke coldly, “But I would like to see if you can withstand the onslaught of my Snow Mountain tribe’s hundred thousand troops.”

The Snow Mountain tribe was not like the Russell Clan or other small tribes; backed by the Great Snow Mountain, it has always been the master of the imposing Great Snow Mountain. Moreover, the Snow Mountain tribe was not a mere tribe by itself but comprised countless tribes living around the mountain range that formed an alliance known as the Snow Mountain tribe.

The Snow Mountain tribe had built dozens of cities at the foot of the continuous snow mountains, possessing hundreds of thousands of troops; even Houjin had previously struggled to subdue them, only reaching a certain agreement after years of battle.

Jiang Shang’s brow rose slightly, a trace of hostility in his eyes.

“Hold your hands, both of you!”

Just then, a commanding voice came from the distance.

In front, a golden arc of light appeared, revealing an old man with a shaven head dressed in prairie robes.

The old man’s figure was imposing and domineering, with two sword scars on his face. Despite his aged appearance, he still emitted an unfriendly aura.

Especially the huge saber on his back, which added a fierce air about him.

Even though Jiang Shang had reached the peak of the Four Qi realm, he still did not dare to underestimate the old man before him.

For this man was none other than Mu Yuan Great Dharma King, also called the second most powerful master in Houjin, and the martial uncle of Mu Jin Dharma King.

Whether he was truly the second most powerful in Houjin was unknown to many, but the number of masters who survived under him was indeed few. Even if he was not the second, he could easily be ranked within the top three or four, so calling him the second was not an exaggeration.

After all, no one dared to contest the transcendent stature of the Great Dharma King of Houjin for the second position.

“Great Dharma King,”

the chieftain of the Snow Mountain Clan greeted Mu Yuan Great Dharma King with a fist salute.

Jiang Shang, however, did not speak, his gaze calmly fixed on Mu Yuan Great Dharma King.

With a smile on his lips, Mu Yuan Great Dharma King spoke, “Chieftain Wu, since Jiang Hierarch has already formed an alliance with my Houjin, could we consider the overall situation and trivialize this matter, letting it pass?”

An alliance!?

On hearing this, the brow of the Snow Mountain Clan’s chieftain furrowed, “I heard that the Demon Sect had formed an alliance with the Yan Dynasty. When did you start having dealings with Houjin?”

An alliance with the Yan Dynasty and the Demon Sect!?

Hearing the words of the Snow Mountain Clan’s chieftain, Jiang Shang was shocked.

Before he left, he had clearly instructed Yuan Feng and Jiang Renyi to form an alliance with Houjin to counter the Great Yan Court. It seemed that it hadn’t gone according to his plan. Could there have been some complications?

A glint flashed in Jiang Shang’s eyes, “Great Dharma King, could it be that something has gone astray with our plans?”

Mu Yuan Great Dharma King spoke gravely, “Several things indeed occurred while you were in seclusion. It’s a long story, and discussing it after resolving this current issue would be more appropriate.”

Saying this, Mu Yuan Great Dharma King looked towards the chieftain of the Snow Mountain Clan.

The chieftain of the Snow Mountain Clan spoke indifferently, “Trespassing our forbidden land is no small matter.”

Mu Yuan Great Dharma King came prepared and proposed with a smile, “What does Chieftain Wu think about the three cities under Yulong Snow Mountain?”

The three cities under Yulong Snow Mountain were originally built by the Snow Mountain Clan. Due to the war with Houjin and their inability to withstand the Houjin’s cavalry, the cities were ultimately taken by Houjin. Although the Snow Mountain Clan later submitted to Houjin, Houjin kept those cities to counter the bloody clashes, never returning them to the Snow Mountain Clan.

This had always been a sore point for the Snow Mountain Clan because the large army of Houjin was constantly in sight, making it impossible for them to feel at ease.

If this matter could help them reclaim the lost cities, it was indeed great news.

Considering Jiang Shang possessed immeasurable strength and with Mu Yuan Great Dharma King intervening, it would be extremely difficult for the Snow Mountain Clan to kill such a top master.

This forbidden land had been guarded for hundreds of years without any anomalous occurrences.

Almost instantly, the chieftain of the Snow Mountain Clan figured it all out.

The chieftain laughed, “If the Holy Master is willing to offer these three cities, then the Snow Mountain Clan can pretend this incident never happened.”

Mu Yuan Great Dharma King shook his head with a smile.

Somewhat puzzled, the chieftain furrowed his brow, “What does the Great Dharma King mean by this?”

Mu Yuan Great Dharma King chuckled, “It’s not difficult for the Snow Mountain Clan to want these three cities, but the clan and the chieftain need to make a move once.”

On hearing this, the chieftain queried, “Are you asking my Snow Mountain Clan to take the lead in attacking the south?”

If it was about moving south, the chieftain was very willing, as war was always about resources and plunder. If there were benefits, the Snow Mountain Clan naturally wanted a share.

But to let his clan act as cannon fodder and lead the charge was absolutely impossible. Yan Country’s power was exceedingly strong; Houjin had recently lost two hundred thousand troops in the Northern Wilderness Path, which was chilling to contemplate. With just over a hundred thousand troops, if the Snow Mountain Clan carelessly perished within Yan Country, it would be a disaster.

Mu Yuan Great Dharma King shook his head and said, “You just need to cooperate with my Houjin army to capture Dongluo Pass.”

“Dongluo Pass?”

The chieftain looked at Jiang Shang and, after pondering for a moment, agreed, “Alright, then I agree to this matter.”

In his view, with the previous generation’s Demon Sect Hierarch right in front of him, plus tens of thousands of Houjin’s troops, capturing Dongluo Pass should not be difficult.

Jiang Shang then looked at Mu Yuan Great Dharma King and asked, “Great Dharma King, what exactly has happened to the Demon Sect?”

After organizing his thoughts, Mu Yuan Great Dharma King responded, “After Hierarch Jiang entered this ice cave, your disciple Zhao Qingmei and her husband killed Yuan Feng and Jiang Renyi, taking control of the Demon Sect. Later, they even killed Qiu Fengsheng, the master of the Soulmate Mansion of my Houjin. Three months ago, a Demon Sect master was sent to the Yan Dynasty Court and formed an alliance. Now, they have become a thorn in the side of my Houjin as we advance southward…”

Jiang Shang narrowed his eyes and said, “You claim that my disciple has formed an alliance with the Yan Dynasty Court?”

Mu Yuan Great Dharma King nodded slightly, “That’s right.”

Meanwhile, the chief of the Snow Mountain clan coldly sneered next to him: “It’s rumored that Jiang Shang is ruthless and unscrupulous, and it seems that this is indeed true, for he hasn’t even inquired about the death of his own son, Jiang Renyi.”

“Hahahahaha!”

Upon hearing this, Jiang Shang burst into laughter, as if he had heard the most ridiculous thing in the world.

“Sect Hierarch Jiang, why do you laugh?”

Mu Yuan Great Dharma King and the chief of the Snow Mountain clan were somewhat puzzled, not understanding why Jiang Shang suddenly burst into laughter.

Without answering Mu Yuan Great Dharma King’s question, Jiang Shang asked, “By the way, who did you say my disciple’s husband is?”

Mu Yuan Great Dharma King said slowly and deliberately, “Ghost Swordsman An Jing.”

Upon hearing these three words, the chief of the Snow Mountain clan’s brow furrowed slightly.

A person’s name, a tree’s shadow.

Although An Jing had never been to Houjin or visited Zhao Country, his reputation was by no means small, especially in Houjin where his act of killing Yan Gang with a single strike had left the people both fearful and wary.

Now, looking back, how could Yan Gang be considered a genius compared to him? It was simply a joke.

“Who did you say?!”

Thinking he was hallucinating and had heard incorrectly, Jiang Shang exclaimed.

The Mu Yuan Dharma King repeated once more, “Ghost Swordsman An Jing, who was reportedly once a doctor in Yan Country.”

Jiang Shang was momentarily stunned, recalling the doctor from Yu State City who had died under his hand, coupled with previous investigations into that doctor’s dubious aspects, he suddenly realized the truth.

The Ghost Swordsman was that doctor, and he had actually played dead.

Regarding the martial technique of faking death, there were some in Jianghu, Jiang Shang had heard of them, and he himself knew one such technique, “Turtle Breathing Skill.”

But at the time, he had thought An Jing was merely an ordinary doctor; how could he have imagined that he also knew how to play dead?

Jiang Shang’s mouth curled up, revealing a meaningful smile, “It seems I must make a trip back to Dongluo Pass.”

Mu Yuan Great Dharma King nodded, now that Dongluo Pass had become Houjin’s main target, eliminating that barrier would make their southern advance much easier, especially with Jiang Shang present, success would indeed be doubled.

After all, Jiang Shang was the former Sect Hierarch of the Demon Sect and still held some prestige within the sect.

A few moments later, Jiang Shang suddenly inquired, “Is my son Jiang Renyi truly dead?”

Mu Yuan Great Dharma King replied, “He should be.”

Jiang Shang nodded slightly, then fell silent.

….

Two days later, in the desert, sand and dust filled the air.

In those vast sands, a figure was present.

Golden light burst forth from within the Dantian.

When the golden light reached its peak intensity, An Jing’s pupils suddenly contracted, for he saw countless True Qi converging in the Qi Sea, as though transforming it into a golden sea.

As the “Nameless Heart Scripture” began to circulate.

An Jing’s mind seemed to explode at that moment, as an extremely ancient chanting sound, as if piercing through time, resonated in the distance!

Roar!

The ancient and distant chanting, as if originating from the ancient past and piercing through time, echoed in An Jing’s mind, and at the moment that ancient sound began, the blood within An Jing’s body seemed to boil.

Radiant golden light began spreading from the center of An Jing’s forehead, quickly reaching every corner of his body, and, as the golden light infiltrated his flesh, an intense burning sensation immediately radiated.

The Qi Sea was completely transformed into a golden ocean, and within that golden ocean, the Dantian shone dazzlingly bright, absorbing True Qi at an increasingly rapid pace.

Simultaneously, his blood, flesh, and bones were once again tempered, the jade-like light growing ever more intense, even beginning to overshadow the golden light.

Jade Bone, this was an indicator of bone quality that could only appear in masters of the Grandmaster Realm who practiced extremely top-tier mental methods.

An Jing’s spirit was tense, True Qi in his body circulating rapidly, and even the flow of his blood began to speed up.

He knew that at this time, there could be no backing down.

The golden light, seeping bit by bit from within his flesh, rendered his flesh into a jade color.

Tempering the flesh was the most painful and unbearable process.

With each tempering, his flesh would wriggle, and a severe pain would spread, almost making An Jing involuntarily scream out because of that pain, which was undoubtedly like cutting flesh, unbearably tormenting.

But at this time, he had no way back.

An Jing’s flesh quivered madly under the wrap of the jade-colored light, and his hoarse, low moans, suppressing endless pain, continuously emanated.

At this time, the profoundly mysterious “Nameless Heart Scripture” was also activated, and a gentle breath permeated An Jing’s entire body.

On one side was destruction, on the other was rebirth, reaching the end of the refinement of flesh under this nearly delicate balance.

There was no wild, unparalleled splitting, nor were there any extraordinary disturbances of heaven and earth, everything seemed exceptionally calm.

After an indeterminate amount of time, An Jing’s tightly closed eyes also trembled slightly at this moment, then slowly opened, revealing a gaze like the starlit night sky.

Boom!

Radiant golden light suddenly shot out from An Jing’s opened eyes, and with a loud bang, the surrounding sand and dust exploded instantly, turning into a sky-covering rain of gray-gold sand.

As the rain of sand fell from the sky, a calm figure also soared into the air at this moment.

The calm figure stood in the air, ethereal as an immortal, solitary from the world.

Heaven and earth slowly returned to calm.

An Jing looked at his own palm, a mysterious strength filled his entire body.

His thoughts subconsciously landed on the Earth Book.

Cultivation: Grandmaster (Three Qi)

Life Fate: Favorable Star Shining (Rising)

Root Bone: Once in a Thousand Years

Martial Arts: Sword Drawing Skill, Hidden Sword Skill, Sword Control Technique, Nine-character Sword Technique, Soaring Nine Heavens Body Technique, Concealing Qi Technique, Hundred-step Flying Sword (Ninth Layer), Nine Yang Divine Finger (Ninth Layer), Brahma Heart Sees Me, Heavenly Intent Four Symbols Sword Technique (Ninth Layer), Incomplete Nameless Heart Scripture (Sixth Layer), Nameless Sword Form First Form.

Prompt One: Host’s Life Fate has rooted.

Prompt Two: Black opportunity is drawing near.

…..

As his vital energy returned to its place, he also completely reached the Three Qi Realm.

Three Qi Grandmaster, once Lou Xiangzhen was also at this level, only one realm away from Xiao Qianqiu, the number one man in the Great Yan Martial World.

As long as he does not encounter a Five Qi Grandmaster expert, there are very few in this world who can defeat him today.

As for the gradually approaching black opportunity, An Jing still has no clue to this day.

“Roar!”

Just then, the Black Flood Dragon let out a low roar and charged towards him.

An Jing stroked the scales of the Black Flood Dragon, “Several days have passed, it’s time I returned.”

Zhao Qingmei must be full of worries at this moment, I should head back earlier.”

The Black Flood Dragon seemed to understand An Jing’s words, a hint of reluctance appeared in its eyes, then it started rolling in the gravel.

An Jing concealed his aura and walked towards Dongluo Pass.

At this moment, the sky gradually darkened, and the wind and sand swept across, the cold wind slicing against the face like a knife.

In about half the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, An Jing, stepping on the moonlight, returned to Dongluo Garden.

The guards from the Azure Dragon Sect knew An Jing and did not hinder him further.

He passed smoothly all the way and arrived at the courtyard where he resided.

In the bedroom, the lights were bright, and there seemed to be people talking inside.

“Come, have another drink.”

“Sect Hierarch, I really can’t drink anymore.”

“You say you can’t drink, but your actions are not slow at all, drink with me.”

……

The voice was crisp and pleasant, with a touch of intoxication.

“Creak—!”

As An Jing slowly pushed open the door, he saw Zhao Qingmei leaning back in his armchair, tilting her head back, revealing her fair neck, her right hand holding a wine jar, pouring the sweet, fragrant liquor towards her red lips.

Yu Qiurong was also holding the wine jar with both hands, drinking deeply, her fair, smooth cheeks flushed with a rosy glow.

“Son-in-law–!”

Seeing An Jing’s shocked face, Yu Qiurong hurriedly put down the wine jar she was holding.

An Jing curiously asked, “Why have you started drinking?”

Yu Qiurong whispered, “The Sect Hierarch wanted me to join her for a couple of drinks.”

“What’s going on with you?”

An Jing walked over to Zhao Qingmei and asked.

Zhao Qingmei’s eyes brimmed with a tearful look, as she said annoyed, “It’s really boring alone, what’s wrong with finding someone to drink with and relieve some boredom? Let’s continue drinking.”

When Yu Qiurong heard Zhao Qingmei’s words, she hurriedly lifted the wine jar and continued to pour it into her mouth.

Zhao Qingmei was angry…

An Jing thought for a moment, then said, “No more drinking.”

Yu Qiurong’s movements paused again.

Sensing this, Zhao Qingmei grew even more irritated. Yu Qiurong used to be very obedient, but now she hesitated, and Zhao Qingmei quickly ordered, “I told you to drink!”

An Jing also said, “No drinking!”

“Drink!”

“Don’t drink!”

Under the scrutiny of the two, Yu Qiurong held the wine jar, a dense sweat breaking out on her forehead. At that moment, she suddenly missed Tan Yun deeply.

If she were here, she would be the unlucky one, not herself.

With a mournful face, Yu Qiurong thought to herself, “Sect Hierarch, dear master, you two are bickering, please don’t joke with me like this.”

An Jing glanced at Yu Qiurong and said, “You go out first.”

Yu Qiurong, as if pardoned, put down the wine jar and prepared to bolt.

Zhao Qingmei’s displeased voice rang out again, “Did I let you leave?”

An Jing felt a headache coming on, “My lady, what’s going on? If you’re upset, let’s talk privately.”

“I’m not upset, I’m actually in a great mood now.”

Zhao Qingmei slowly sat down.

An Jing waved at Yu Qiurong, who quickly made her way outside in three large steps and vanished in a flash.

Just as Zhao Qingmei was about to scream, the next moment her lips were sealed, looking at the face so close, her mind went blank.

After a few moments, Zhao Qingmei pushed An Jing away, both shy and annoyed, “An Xiao Ruan, what are you doing?”

Her dignity as the leader of the Demon Sect felt like it vanished in an instant.

An Jing’s face turned dark, “My lady, could you please not use those three words?”

Zhao Qingmei’s heart filled with joy, proudly saying, “Why, won’t you admit it? From now on, whenever the Sect Hierarch calls you, you must respond.”

An Jing replied irritably, “What if I don’t respond?”

Zhao Qingmei snorted lightly, “Having reached the Three Qi Realm, you’ve become tough, have you?”

An Jing scoffed, “Let me show you just how tough I can be.”

Saying so, An Jing walked towards Zhao Qingmei.

“Looking for a fight, are you?”

Zhao Qingmei sat on the bed, her fair and long legs visible, then glared fiercely at An Jing.

Although her demeanor was fierce, in An Jing’s eyes, it contained a myriad of allure.

“Arguing is pointless, I prefer to take direct action.”

An Jing lifted her exquisite cheek and kissed her.

“I’m telling you, I’m still angry, don’t start anything…mmm…ah…”

Zhao Qingmei felt her mind go blank, her body completely devoid of strength, and her inner struggle instantly vanished.

“….”

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