Chapter 65: Qingzhou City Market

  A streak of blue light flashed across the sky, enveloping a flying boat in its midst. At this moment, a young man stood at the front end of the flying boat, his right hand stuck to a transparent crystal ball, and spiritual energy surged into the crystal ball from his hand. The young man's face was somewhat pale at this time.

  After flying for several hours, Qin Ke'er sat cross-legged at the tail of the flying boat, her pretty face pale and her expression complex as she looked at the young man in front of her.

  A mid-term Nascent Soul cultivator actually possesses strength surpassing that of a late Nascent Soul cultivator. How could such a cultivator possibly be unknown and without reputation, even within the Qingmu Sect?

  At the same time, she recalled the scene when she saw Wang Ke a year ago. At that time, Wang Ke was just a novice disciple who had just started to cultivate his inner energy, and Qin Ke'er still remembered Wang Ke's appearance of being at others' mercy, which made her feel somewhat unbelievable.

  "What kind of person is he, could he be a spy from the Demon Sect? But there's not even a hint of demonic aura on him, am I just overthinking?" Qin Ke'er looked at Wang Ke with a complex expression, her mind racing with thoughts.

  Although Wang Ke had been urging Fei Zhou, Qin Ke'er's expression was very clear to him. He sighed and said: "Young Master, if you have anything you want to ask, just speak directly, don't be polite."

  Since Wang Ke had already spoken, Qin Ke'er no longer hesitated and asked: "I remember that just a year ago you were only just entering the early stages of Nascent Soul, how did you enter the middle stage in just one year, and your strength is even stronger than that of ordinary Nascent Soul late-stage cultivators?"

  Wang Ke knew Qin Ke'er would ask this and after a moment of silence, he slowly said: "I owe everything I have today to the Young Master's help."

  "What's my help?" Qin Ke'er felt a little strange, she and Wang Ke had only met once, how could they have anything to do with her?

  Before Qin Ke'er could react, Lin Qi continued: "After the young master helped me out of trouble that time, I went to guard the outside of the forbidden land. Unexpectedly, there was a water pool outside the forbidden land that led directly to the depths of the forbidden land. In the depths of the forbidden land, I obtained the legacy treasure of Jin Dan period senior."

  "Oh, no wonder you have so many mid-grade spirit stones. It seems that the Golden Elixir stage predecessor must be one of the top masters in the sect's history." Qin Ke'er heard this and a look of realization flashed across her face, naturally connecting Wang Ke's possession of so many mid-grade spirit stones and small spirit elixirs, as well as his incredible strength, to the deceased predecessor of the sect.

  "You won't blame me for sneaking into the forbidden land, will you?" Wang Ke suddenly turned his head and looked at Qin Ke'er with some difficulty. He had no intention of deceiving Qin Ke'er, but the mysterious treasure box was a big deal, and even if it were someone close to him, he wouldn't dare reveal it casually. What he said was half true and half false, and outside the forbidden land, there really was a water pool that led to the inside of the forbidden land. Even if Qin Ke'er wanted to investigate, Wang Ke wasn't afraid.

  "Hmm, I didn't expect you to have such an extraordinary encounter. The forbidden land is where the ancestors of our sect have been cultivating in secret for generations, and there are many ancient masters who have left behind their treasures. You being able to obtain their legacy is also a sign of your deep fate with the heavens, how could I blame you?" Qin Ke'er said calmly.

  "Much obliged for your leniency, Master." Wang hastily expressed his gratitude.

  Qin Ke'er suddenly furrowed her brow, thought for a moment, then said: "Just call me Shifu Jie, no need to call Shao Zong Zhu anymore."

  "Alright, I'll call you Qin Shijie or Shijie from now on. By the way, how did you end up leaving Qingmu Sect alone? Weren't Ao Tian and the others always by your side?" Wang Ke suddenly asked curiously.

  Normally, Qin Ke'er is surrounded by experts when she goes out, but these people leave the sect and are alone. Moreover, Wang Ke knows Qingmu's true intentions and will not let Qin Ke'er get into trouble, so how can he let her go out alone?

  "Hmph, Master has been away from the sect for a while now. My cultivation has reached the peak of Qi Refining Realm and I can enter the Foundation Building stage at any time. However, I feel that my mental state is not yet at the required level, so I wanted to come out and gain some experience. If Master were here, he naturally wouldn't agree with me coming out to gain experience. But when I left the sect, Ao Tian followed me out as well, though I managed to shake him off along the way. Later, while passing through a remote village, I encountered a group of demonic cultivators slaughtering villagers and collecting their souls. Unable to bear it, I took action and one of the demonic cultivators escaped. I chased after him all the way here." Qin Ke'er recounted her experiences in brief.

  Wang Ke nodded, it turned out that after he left the sect, Qin Ke'er also came out, and unexpectedly they met again at Xue Ya Shan, what a coincidence.

  "That group of demonic cultivators slaughtered innocent civilians, and the so-called righteous cultivators on Lingfeng Peak assisted them in their evil deeds, deserving of death a million times over." Thinking that the so-called righteous cultivators had actually colluded with the demonic cultivators, Wang Ke's face turned dark and gloomy. Qin Ke'er also thought of the people on Lingfeng Peak with a frosty expression.

  After a while, Qin Ke'er replaced Wang Ke and the cyan flying boat shot forward. Wang Ke took out a map from his hand at the back and examined it carefully.

  "Qingzhou Fang City is the territory of Zhengyi Men, where a powerful master of Jindan period has been stationed for a long time. We are still half an hour's journey away from Qingzhou Fang City, and nothing should happen." Wang Ke said slowly while looking at the map in his hand.

  But as soon as the words fell, Wang Ke's eyebrows furrowed and he suddenly turned his head, "How detestable, I didn't think they'd catch up so quickly" He had already vaguely sensed a presence appearing in the sky behind him.

  Qin Ke'er's face also sank at this time, her hands stuck to the light ball, and spiritual power surged in wildly. The white airflow at the rear of the flying boat suddenly doubled, and the speed of the flying boat also rose sharply.

  "Heh heh, do you two little ones think you can escape from my palm? I won't let you off so easily."

  In the sky ten kilometers behind Fei Zhou, a dark cloud was moving rapidly with a long black light band trailing behind it. The old man in the cloud had a gloomy face and his right hand grasped a small black flag, on which strange black lights flickered unsteadily.

  He is the eldest disciple of Lianhun Sect, Gu Hun Shangren. This time, he brought several fellow disciples to sacrifice and refine the magic flag, but unexpectedly, all his fellow disciples encountered misfortune. In order to have an explanation when they return, they must capture the two guys in front of them. At the same time, although the Lianhun Flag has been initially refined successfully, it still lacks a powerful soul. Wang Ke and Qin Ke'er's strength is great, such a soul is just suitable as the main soul of the Lianhun Flag.

  Moreover, there is another point, being able to take out hundreds of mid-grade spirit stones to set up a Soul-Confusing Array, his family background is absolutely not ordinary. Now Wang Ke and Qin Ke'er are like children covered in gold keys walking on the street in his eyes.

  Following the breath of the two, they finally caught up again. Feeling the flying boat accelerating in front, the dark clouds suddenly rolled over, and the speed suddenly doubled, shooting out.

  This is already the territory of Qingzhou, and the largest sect in Qingzhou is Zhengyi Sect. Although it doesn't have the powerful strength like Qingmu Sect, it's not comparable to ordinary small sects either. There are as many as ten Golden Dan period cultivators within the sect, and the streets of Qingzhou are also an important stronghold for Zhengyi Sect, so there are always Golden Dan period cultivators stationed here year-round.

  Some scattered cultivators or sect disciples like to come here to exchange things, so Qingzhou Fangshi has gathered a lot of cultivators.

  A streak of sword light flew in from a distance, on the sword light stood a Taoist priest wearing a black long gown, who was flying in the opposite direction of Wang Ke.

  "Huh? Why are you two in such a hurry?" The monk hailed them from afar, looking at Wang Ke and Qin Ke'er's flying boat rushing over.

  "Go quickly!" Qin Ke'er said coldly, and the flying boat shot out from beside him in an instant, leaving him standing there with his foot on the flying sword, looking frustrated as he watched the flying boat disappear into the distance.

  Suddenly, the monk seemed to sense something and turned his head to look. In the distance, a black cloud was rolling in from the horizon, and he felt a suffocating aura emanating from it. His brow furrowed, and with a swift motion, he conjured up a sword light and darted to the side. However, the black cloud moved at an incredible speed, its angle slightly askew, and in an instant, it arrived not far from the monk.

  "Gag, a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, such a soul is a great tonic for the Refining Soul Flag." A strange laugh came from the black cloud, and the flying sword cultivator's face changed greatly. He hastily took out two jade talismans and crushed them, and a huge fireball and a cyan wind blade several meters long shot towards the black cloud. At the same time, his sword light flashed, and he was about to counterattack.

  "Haha, want to leave? Stay behind!" Suddenly a black light band flashed out of the dark clouds like lightning, and in an instant it reached the side of that monk.

  Looking at the black light strip beside him, the monk's face changed greatly. His right hand pinched a sword key, and a sword light flashed and cut on the black light strip. However, this black light strip was unusually tough, and the sword light couldn't cut it off.

  "Hah, you think a small Nasal Qi cultivator like you can cut off my Soul Hooking Rope?" A cold, mocking voice came, followed by a black light band that instantly wrapped around the cultivator's waist and pulled back, causing the cultivator to let out a terrified sound as he uncontrollably flew backward.

  That huge fireball and wind blade had disappeared into nothingness at some point, the old man in black clouds shook his soul flag with his right hand, and a jet-black light cluster burst out from the magic flag, rushing out in an instant and arriving in front of the cultivator, engulfing him as he struggled.

  A black light enveloped the monk, who was rolling about wildly. Desperate and mournful cries came from within, but after a few breaths, the light stopped rolling and became still, and the monk's cries also ceased abruptly.

  Then a black light cluster surged backwards, and a dry corpse fell out of the light cluster, plummeting straight down, and it was unknown which deep gorge it had fallen into.

  An old man in the dark cloud grasped the magic flag, looking at a constantly twisting black shadow on the front of the magic flag, and a cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "Hehe, the soul of a Nasal Qi late-stage cultivator is indeed a great tonic."

  He then flipped his left hand, and a coarse storage bag appeared in his hand. The old man's eyes flashed with black light for an instant, and after a moment, he somberly put the storage away.

  "Hmph, looks like he's a loose cultivator. No wonder his strength is so weak, and he only has three mid-grade spirit stones." He had already scanned the storage bag with his divine sense, but was extremely disappointed, and didn't even need to count them before tossing it into the storage bag, while looking up towards the front, becoming even more determined to chase after the two people in front.

  On the flying boat, Qin Ke'er and Wang Ke's faces turned extremely ugly. Although they were far away just now, the miserable cries that came from behind still entered the ears of the two people.

  "Look, it's Qingzhou Fang City ahead!" Suddenly Wang Ke raised his head to look forward, a hint of joy on his face. In the distance, among countless mountain peaks, a tower-shaped high mountain appeared in view. From afar, this high mountain seemed to be divided into many layers. According to the map, Wang Ke knew that this Zhenmo Mountain was where Qingzhou Fang City was located.