Liu Zhongchi became a mess of black ash and vanished, leaving only a flame in the center of the room. As they watched, the fire burned weaker and smaller until it finally burned in the shape of a small lotus.
It took only a moment for the flame to end Liu Zhongchi's life. Even though it was small, Qin Mo didn't dare underestimate it at all.
"It's a Red-Lotus fire!" The little fox's voice carried deep regret.
At the doubt in Qin Mo's eyes, it paused and said, "Red-Lotus fire is a heaven and earth spirit fire. Unlike the powerful lightning fire in your body, it's the best fire for refining pills in the Cultivation World. Only relying on the strength of the maker's own flame, it helps the cultivator refine high-quality medicine pills. As a heaven and earth spirit fire, we cannot underestimate its power. Despite being such a small part of Red-Lotus fire, it was enough to end Liu Zhongchi's life."
"A small part?" Surprise flashed across Qin Mo's face.
"Haha, it's only a small bit. Not to mention Red-Lotus fire itself is very rare. If this were the real thing, Liu Zhongchi would have turned to ashes the moment he came in contact with it. It might have been only a small part of the flame, but he could use it. Liu Zhongchi didn't yield its power, and he died because of the fire."
The flame of Red-Lotus fire flared brighter for a moment and suddenly disappeared.
Qin Mo's grip on the sword tightened, and he leaned forward.
The little fox smiled at Qin Mo's caution. "The part of the Red-Lotus fire without a master will return to Liu Zhongchi's Lotus fire."
The little fox disappeared, leaving behind a faint echo in the air. "You can solve the rest yourself, this fox lord will rest!"
Before Qin Mo could speak, the astonished teen said. "He died like this, just like this…."
Qin Mo saw the teenager's eyes were red and his hands were clenched into fists as he stepped on the pile of black ash. As if confirming Liu Zhongchi's death, the young man knelt on the ground and laughed. "Yes! Great! Yes!"
The teenager looked at Qin Mo beside him. His eyes no longer carried the color of death. Instead, they shone as if stars glittered from within. He looked at Qin Mo and solemnly said, "Thank you so much!"
When Qin Mo heard him, his face was indifferent, and he uncomfortably touched Thunderbolt in his right hand, and said faintly, "I didn't kill him. Besides, I only did this for myself."
The teen pouted but didn't take it seriously. As if he thought of something, he said, "Follow me!"
He went straight to the innermost wall and slowly explored it.
With a "click," the original wall slowly divided into two halves. Revealing a pa.s.sage, he nodded in Qin Mo's direction, indicating he should follow and entered.
Qin Mo paused, grip tightening on his long sword, and followed.
Inside the pa.s.sage, there were many night pearls in the walls, illuminating the dark s.p.a.ce.
After walking a little, Qin Mo felt his field of vision broadened as the two arrived in another room. Qin Mo's eyes showed a trace of amazement.
As if aware of the amazement expression, the teen pointed to the wooden frame filled with jade bottles. For the first time, he showed a relaxed smile and said, "These are all medicine pills made by Liu Zhongchi, although he was a vicious person, he was a Black Level pharmacist with genius goods at fair prices. Most of the medicine pills here are also Black Level."
The jade bottles were neatly on the wooden shelf. Even though they were in different jade bottles, Qin Mo seemed to be able to smell the fragrance of medicine pills in them.
Qin Mo's hand sank low, and a black Qiankun bag appeared in his palm. Immediately, he said to the young man, "This is Liu Zhongchi's Qiankun bag, there should be something good inside. Because he didn't fully grasp the Red-Lotus fire and was afraid his Qiankun bag would be destroyed. He didn't dare carry it with him, but now it's convenient for you!"
Holding the Qiankun bag and looking at the rare, relaxed look on the teen's face. Qin Mo nodded and intoned, "It's very convenient for us."
It stunned the teenager. After a moment, the corners of his mouth rose as he laughed, and the happy laughter spread to every corner of the room.
Qin Mo's eyebrows wrinkled, not understanding the laughter.
As if he had laughed enough, the teen stood beside the wooden shelf. With a faint glow in his eyes, he whispered, "It is very convenient for us!"
Then he met Qin Mo's eyes and said, "My name is Ling Yun."
Not knowing the young man's psychology at all, Qin Mo still nodded his head and said, "Qin Mo." As he finished, he opened the Qiankun bag.
Ling Yun was not upset. He only smiled, stood to the side, and watched Qin Mo.
Qin Mo pushed his divine sense into Liu Zhongchi's Qiankun bag and discovered many things inside. There were piles of spirit stones, and beside the spirit stones, there were jade slips, a few pill furnaces, and other odds and ends.
Qin Mo ignored those spirit stones and took out the jade slips. He showed them to Ling Yun for him to check. Ling Yun was stunned but picked up the slips.
Qin Mo sent his divine sense into one of the jade, and a green field appeared in his divine sense, followed by handwriting that appeared in his mind.
Since ancient times, there were many boundaries with different levels. There were more resources in higher ones than lower ones. The spirit energy was richer and thicker, and the Cultivation Base were also more advanced.
Without knowing when it began, various large Sects from the higher boundaries named an unmannered area they inadvertently found as the boundary of guardian sea and used it as a selection trial. Many young, talented disciples from the lower boundaries entered this trial. At the end, the large Sects would select the most outstanding disciples and admit them into their Sect.
This selection trial was the best way for disciples from a lower boundary to make a name for themselves. In the lower boundary, there were different superiorities and inferiorities. Behind Liu Zhongchi was a forbidden mountain, and the strength was incredible here in the lower boundary.
Tens of thousands of years ago, the teleportation arrays inside Huangtian's secret territory were used to teleport disciples from boundary of the blue sky to the boundary guardian sea. But for some unknown reason, no one in the boundary of the blue sky knew the role of this teleportation array. He came here by mistake due to a strange combination of circ.u.mstances. He didn't know if he was lucky or not.
Just when he was growing perturbed, Ling Yun patted him on the shoulder. As he turned, Ling Yun raised a jade slip and said with an excited smile on his face, "The Immortal Dragon Art is recorded in here."
Qin Mo's eyes shone when he heard the Immortal Dragon Art. He had witnessed the power of this art, now he had the chance to get it. It thrills him, so he quickly took out a jade slip from his Qiankun bag and imprinted a copy.
In a remote ancient tomb, a man in blue clothes suddenly opened his eyes. The depths of his eyes were cold. "Liu Zhongchi is dead!"
Just as he finished, a shrill voice sounded next to him. "How is it possible, isn't Liu Zhongchi in the north? There are very few Spirit Solitude cultivators there, who could have killed him…"
Before he finished, he felt the cold eyes of the blue-clothed man. His words came to a halt. 's.h.i.+xiong, I don't doubt your words."
The other man gave him a cold look and said, "Someone moved his Immortal Dragon Art jade slip."
The surrounding people all quieted down. Only the owner could open the Immortal Dragon Art jade slip. If someone else opened the jade slip. In theory, the original owner died.
An angry voice roared. "d.a.m.n it, somebody dared kill someone from our forbidden mountain!"
The man in blue closed his eyes again and said faintly, "Don't worry. I will help him get revenge!"
At the same time, Qin Mo and Ling Yun divided the spirit stones and medicine pills. After confirming Ling Yun safety, Qin Mo also started seclusion.
Looking at the black ash in the pill furnace, his usually cold face changed a bit, and he sighed. There was a jade slip in Liu Zhongchi's Qiankun bag about refining pills. During his seclusion, he refined.
Unlike successful cultivating the Immortal Dragon Art, his seclusion continued for months. To this day, he could not refine even the simplest, yellow-grade pill. He followed the steps, not even one was wrong, and he had started to doubt if the method recorded was correct or not.
After changing into a clean robe, he walked outside. Perhaps for psychological reasons, he preferred to change than use the faster Body Cleansing Art.
Just after exiting the inner room, he saw a new pill furnace where Liu Zhongchi refined pills. And Ling Yun stood in front of it refining a pill.
Seeing Qin Mo, Ling Yun stopped and asked with a smile. "Qin Mo, you came out?"
After Liu Zhongchi died, Ling Yun no longer wore a dead-like expression, he became cheerful and loved to laugh. He took out a jade bottle and handed it to Qin Mo. "We ate all the inedia pills here, so I refined some myself. I didn't expect to succeed the first time."
Qin Mo held the jade bottle tightly when he heard this, success on first try.
"Ha ha ha, Qin Mo, admit it, you don't have refining talent!" The little fox's arrogant voice rang in Qin Mo's ears. It used telepathy, making it impossible for Ling Yun to hear.
"Nothing, thank you!" Without waiting for Ling Yin's response, he took the black cloak that Liu Zhongchi used and draped it over himself. He turned and stood on his flying sword. "I am heading out for a bit!"
Although his body was bound, he remembered the route they took to get here, so he got to the previous town smoothly.
Looking at the large inscription of Wuzhou City on the wall, Qin Mo pulled aside the black cloak on his body and walked over.
Unlike when they left the city, one had to pay a spirit stone to enter the city. Qin Mo looked at the long line ahead and stood quietly without saying much.
When it was Qin Mo's turn, he directly laid down ten pieces of low-grade spirit stones and walked toward the city. But before he could leave, he was stopped.
The man leaned back as he looked up and down at Qin Mo and said, "For an unidentified person, it's twenty pieces of low-grade spirit stones."
Qin Mo glanced around, but he was the only one who covered his face with a cloak. He had a lot of spirit stones from Liu Zhongchi, so he didn't hesitate to take out ten more pieces of low-grade spirit stones and hand it to the man.
At Qin Mo's straightforward movement, the man's eyes shone greedily. This black man was so obedient, his strength must not be high. When he thought of this, he raised his eyebrows and held out his hand to stop Qin Mo again. "Did I say you could go in? Hand over another twenty pieces of low-grade spirit stone!"
Qin Mo paused and understood this man was trying to extort him. His eyes were cold and had no intention of paying attention to this person. He knocked down the man's arm and quickly walked inside.
"You dare!" His face sank when he saw Qin Mo's action. He quickly stood up and sliced in Qin Mo's direction with a long saber.
Sensing the attack, Qin Mo frowned and waved his right hand. A powerful spirit power surged out of his hand and flew in the man's direction.
"Bang!" The long saber in the man's hand fell to the ground. His body was also pushed back by the blow.
The man stood up in awkwardness as he stared at Qin Mo. His long saber lay across his chest, and he shouted, "Smug, you dare to commit a crime in Wuzhou City!"
As soon as he finished, everyone outside the city gate saw some shadowy figures, and suddenly Qin Mo was surrounded.
The previous man wiped the blood on his lips and snorted. He stared at Qin Mo. "You hesitate to pay until I forced you! Go take him out!"
Just as he finished, there was a murderous intense emitted from those people. The long sabers in their hands reflected the chilling sunlight, and the originally noisy city gate became quiet. People silently watched the confrontation.