Chapter Thirty: The Great Perfection of Cultivating Qi

  On the mountain of Minyang, the dazzling sunlight took away the mysterious darkness. The Minyang Mountain, which stretches for hundreds of miles, can't be seen as being in the middle of the night at this moment.

  The heavens changed and the precious light shot up to the sky. This precious light, like the sun, suppressed the starry sky and the bright moon, transforming all things in heaven and earth into a unique world of its own!

  Treasures emerged from the earth, and it was impossible to deceive those who knew. The originally quiet Mingyang Mountain was no longer as quiet as it used to be at this time. One after another agile figures gathered from all directions and arrived at Mingyang Mountain one after another.

  They came here, of course, for the treasure that is about to be unearthed on Mount Minyang. They dream of getting this treasure that will make their cultivation stronger and famous throughout the world. What's more, it is said that the treasure that will be unearthed on Mount Minyang is a treasure of the immortal family, and whoever gets it can ascend to heaven in 100 days.

  Endless rumors surrounding the treasure of Bo Guang, which is spreading rapidly. More and more people are desperately searching for the legendary treasure on Mount Minyang, even resorting to bloody conflicts over a specific location.

  "Hahaha, what a group of ignorant fools! The Shooting Sun Sword is a mid-grade Xian sword, how can these ordinary people get it? It's really a waste of their lives!" Wang Luo held a jade-like water cup, coldly smiling as he watched the fight between the Jianghu people not far away, looking like he was watching some wild beasts fighting.

  "Xian Chang, since these people don't have the fate to become immortals, why are they still fighting here until they're injured? Why don't you just chase them away and reduce some unnecessary casualties?" Yi Chu said in a low voice to Wang Luo as he looked at a man whose arm was suddenly chopped off.

  He wasn't sympathizing with the man; he asked this question mainly to pretend to Wang Luo. A harmless disguise.

  For seven days, Yi Chu had not left a cave near Lishan Stream with Wang Luo. The more he interacted with Wang Luo for these seven days, the more fortunate Yi Chu felt that he did not act rashly at first. This Wang Luo's skill was simply not something he could compare to.

  When one is full of energy, he doesn't think about food; when one's mind is full of thoughts, he can't fall asleep!

  Wang Luo Yi was still young, but his cultivation had already reached the highest realm of refining essence and transforming energy. For seven days, he only drank some water and slept, never once closing his eyes! In Yi Chu's research on Tai Hua Zhen Jie, there was a term for this state - "Practicing Qi Great Perfection". A person in this state could at any time transform their acquired true energy into innate true energy, and with one move, cross the threshold of refining energy and transforming spirit.

  "Easy to say, if you want to cultivate, then you can't have this mentality. These people are just some ants, since they dare to covet things that don't belong to them, then let them suffer a bit, their greed is not enough, and they will die with leftover resentment!"

  Wang Luo sneered and glanced at Yi Chu, saying with a face full of disdain. At this time, he had no more guard against Yi Chu. In his eyes, Yi Chu was just a pawn that could be used, and after using him, the pawn would be eliminated directly.

  The sunlight is getting brighter, the cold moon in the sky is having a weaker influence, and the eerie mountain stream is like a volcano with infinite heat hidden beneath.

  After a struggle, hundreds of Jianghu men with different dresses appeared on the mountain stream. They opened their greedy eyes and looked in the direction of the giant who emitted the sky-piercing sunlight.

  "Whoosh", a white shadow flashed by, and the mountain peak, which was originally as bright as daylight, seemed to have been struck by a thunderbolt. Wave after wave of orange-red flames also floated down from the void amidst this flash of sword energy.

  "The time is almost up, the Yang Xian sword will be unearthed!" King Luo looked greedily at the orange-red flames and muttered to himself. He reached out and pulled Yi Chu, then flew over to where everyone was standing.

  "Taohuamen, get all the idle people out of here!" In the instant that the majestic voice rang out, Yichu and Wang Luo had already fallen under the fierce orange flames.

  The people in the rivers and lakes who were discussing this treasure, one by one looked at Yi Chu and Wang Luo with terrified eyes, and their ears still echoed with Wang Luo's overbearing words.

  "What is the Tai Huang Gate? I've never heard of it, young man. This treasure is ownerless, what are you pretending to be here for? Do you really think this treasure belongs to you?" A man with a mustache on his face looked at Wang Luo with a skeptical gaze.

  "Right, young man, we are all rivers and lakes people who have been through bloodshed, you can't scare us."

  "Right, this good thing is for everyone to share, no one should think of monopolizing it."

  ……

  "Who knows whether they're dead or alive." Wang Luo Yi smiled coldly amidst the discussions, his long sleeve fluttering as he sent a white light flying straight at those who were speaking the most aggressively!

  A flash of white light shot out, and Yi Chu saw a faint thread of blood flashing. In just an instant, more than a dozen bodies that were shouting and scolding just now crashed to the ground with a loud noise.

  People who have killed in the jianghu, naturally don't fear death, but such a swift and deadly method of killing has left everyone's hearts chilled. They watched as the long rope flew back into Wang Luo's hand like a giant python, each and every one of their faces turning unsightly.

  "It's a fairy! A fairy has killed someone!" After someone shouted loudly, hundreds and thousands of Jianghu masters rushed around in all directions like frightened birds and beasts. At this moment, they didn't care about the so-called treasure anymore, after all, their lives were the most important thing.

  "Hahaha, you'd better run carefully, today I'm going to get the Sun Yang Xian Sword, and I won't bother with people like you." Wang Luo's voice full of ridicule echoed out at the moment when everyone was fleeing.

  He now feels extremely pleased, although the people he drove away were just some ordinary martial artists, but one sentence made tens of thousands of people rush to the road, for him, it was also a kind of enjoyment.

  "What a big show, what a big killing intent! A disciple of the prestigious Tai Huang Men, actually relying on intimidating ordinary Jianghu people to increase their cultivation. It's really too embarrassing for Tai Huang Men!" The voice was hoarse and sounded like steel clashing, very jarring to the ear. Accompanying this voice, a black sword light flew straight out from the void.

  The object flew, instantly a hundred miles. The black sword light was only an instant before it appeared not far from Yi Chu and Wang Luo Yi. A chill killing intent also spread over to Yi Chu and the others with the appearance of this black-clothed person.

  "You little brat from the Tai Huan Gate, don't be too arrogant. Although your Tai Huan Gate is not bad, this world is not something that can be covered by just one of you. You say that the Sun Shooting Sword is a treasure of your family? That's really nonsense! Today, I, Sheng Sheng Dao Ren, am here, let's see how you'll take it!"