Daqin arrests alchemists, what does it matter to me as a qi refiner?

Meanwhile, on the other side,
Yang Ling was about to leave the Spirit Realm when Hei Er stopped him. He looked at Yang Ling, his eyes gleaming:

“Our Heavenly Python clan has always been grateful and repaying kindness. Now that you have been chosen by our former clan leader, we will follow you to the death. If you need anything, just summon me and I will come to save you.”

"Not only that, the other demon beasts in the clan will also obey your orders. We're willing to go through fire and water for you, just say the word." Yang Ling's eyes widened; he hadn't expected them to be so trustworthy. It seemed he had found a treasure.

"You don't need to be so polite. If I ever need your help in the future, I will naturally come to you. However, this place is not safe to stay any longer, so I must take my leave. I hope that when we meet again, you will be stronger!"

After speaking, Yang Ling left with the female patriarch. Along the way, the female patriarch glanced at Yang Ling and said casually:
"You need to speed up. As for the treasures on Qin Xiaoxiao's body, they are crucial to your advancement. When you improve your realm, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth may not be enough to support your progress, and those treasures will naturally lend you a helping hand."

"But there are rules to this; it can only be given to you willingly. I originally promised to give it to you, but it depends more on her. If you can't get it, how can you help me before the Blood Moon?" Yang Ling touched his nose sheepishly; how could he dare to accept it? If Qin Xiaoxiao found out, she'd skin him alive. Besides, he wasn't in that much of a hurry.

"Aren't you in too much of a hurry? It's still early. I need to improve your strength first before I can know!" The female patriarch didn't bother to answer Yang Ling. Since Yang Ling said that, he must have his reasons. Anyway, she was only helping Yang Ling because he still had some use to her. Otherwise, she wouldn't bother getting involved in this mess. After bidding farewell to the female patriarch, Yang Ling hurried back to the Chen family.

Next, he needed to cultivate diligently and improve his cultivation level. The key was to truly unleash the power of the Dragon Pill; otherwise, on the day of the Blood Moon, with his current strength, he might not be able to withstand it. Yang Ling seemed to be deep in thought; the mysteries involved still needed to be studied carefully.

Thinking of this, he clenched his fist. No matter how strong he was, he couldn't be above worldly concerns. He was exceptionally resolute…

For most of the time afterward, Yang Ling secluded himself for cultivation. When he emerged from seclusion, he went straight to the Wang family.

As for Ying Zheng and the others, Yang Ling had given them countless treasures, which they had long since taken back to their rooms to study, and they were rarely seen. Yang Ling wasn't surprised by this. A fierce battle was imminent, and they needed to speed things up, otherwise, trouble might ensue. The Wang family head, upon seeing Yang Ling, hurriedly went to greet him. Yang Ling was their benefactor.

"Young Master Zhao, you actually came!"

"While you were in seclusion, we were not idle. We developed a number of pills. These pills are of extremely high quality and will definitely be of help to you."

"Young Master Zhao, please accept it, don't be so polite!" Yang Ling's lips twitched upon hearing his words. Actually, even without him saying so, he hadn't intended to be polite in the first place.

"Then I thank you very much, Patriarch. I'll accept it directly!" Seeing Yang Ling's reaction, Patriarch Wang's face twitched. For some reason, he felt that he had overthought things.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Ling seemed to suddenly remember something and spoke up.

"If you need any medicinal herbs during this time, just let me know!"

"As for the pills, you refine more of them, and leave the rest to me!"

"Young Master Zhao, really, there's no need. You've already sent people several times!" The man waved his hand. Yang Ling's style was truly domineering; he had all sorts of good things, spirit stones, herbs, and the like. There was nothing they couldn't think of that Yang Ling couldn't provide. Some of the herbs were extremely rare and precious, things that even the well-established Wang family couldn't obtain.

This is also why the Wang family has never been able to prosper. Most spells require the assistance of herbs, and the required quantity of herbs is enormous. However, most of these herbs are firmly controlled by the Herb Clan, making them extremely difficult to obtain.

But since joining Yang Ling's side, he no longer has to worry about these problems.

Yang Ling gave Yan Lin countless gifts, and Yan Lin was extremely grateful to Yang Ling.

In the past, he would never have dared to dream of such treatment; now he has to cherish it.

After chatting with Yan Lin for a few minutes, Yang Ling left the Wang family.

At the same time, Yang Ling began to make plans in his mind.

Hei Er can't stay in the Spirit Realm forever, can he? Although the Spirit Realm is safe, a world of its own, and life is peaceful, the Blood Moon is coming soon. The Spirit Realm is in the middle of various forces, and during this period, all the worlds are not peaceful, making it easy for it to be targeted.

Staying in the Spirit Realm would likely be dangerous. So Yang Ling sent a message to Hei Er, inviting him to bring his people to migrate here. Besides, the spiritual energy here is abundant, making it ideal for cultivation. Rather than staying in the Spirit Realm in fear, it would be better to find a safe haven as soon as possible.

Moreover, the Heavenly Python Clan had already promised him they wouldn't betray him; their situation was similar to the Wang family's. Yang Ling also had his own calculations; the Heavenly Python Clan's addition would significantly boost their strength.

Suddenly, footsteps came from outside. Yang Ling looked up and saw that it was an old acquaintance.

Upon seeing Yang Ling, Feng Xueyuan disregarded everything else and immediately pulled him away.

Yang Ling was startled by her sudden action.

"What are you doing? Why did you do this?"

"After we parted ways last time, I didn't even have a chance to tell you that I was in big trouble. After we separated, I went to Xuan Gu City and joined the Silver Sand Sect!"

“But these past few days, we’ve been constantly provoked by the Yan Clan, and no one in our sect can handle it. That’s why I’ve come to ask for your help!” Yang Ling didn’t refuse after hearing Feng Xueyuan’s words. He didn’t have much of an opinion on these matters to begin with, and besides, he and Feng Xueyuan were old friends, so it was only right that he lend a hand.

"Don't worry, I'll go with you!" Feng Xueyuan breathed a sigh of relief as soon as Yang Ling finished speaking. Yang Ling was very different now than before. She originally thought that Yang Ling would refuse, but she didn't expect him to agree.

Along the way, Yang Ling took the initiative to ask questions.

"This Xuan Gu City is a remote place; I've never heard of it before. Who are the powerful figures living here?" He didn't really know much about these things. Feng Xueyuan, on the other hand, clearly knew more.

"This Xuan Gu City is home to the Yan Clan and the Huo Clan. Besides our sect, there is also the Li Clan, which is said to be a branch that split off from the Li Clan!"

Yang Ling was slightly taken aback. They had gotten tangled up again. It seemed that the feud was destined to continue.

"We've been suppressed by several other families for years, and we're getting less and less. If this continues, we won't be able to hold on any longer. Right now, we're just relying on the sect's resources to stay afloat!"

"Who are those two powerful figures you just mentioned?"

"It's Huo Zun and Yan Lin!" Feng Xueyuan said solemnly. She felt that Huo Zun was exceptionally talented, wielding his two broadswords with unparalleled skill, even surpassing Yan Lin in ability. Although Huo Zun and Yan Lin had not yet determined a winner, she believed that Huo Zun had a greater chance of winning.

Yang Ling didn't say anything.

"I feel like I've heard this name somewhere before, it sounds familiar!"

"But it doesn't matter anymore!" Feng Xueyuan said, her eyes filled with curiosity.

"Do you have a grudge against him?" Yang Ling shook his head. Even if he did, he couldn't remember. Anyway, there were plenty of people who wanted to kill him now. The two boarded a treasure ship and arrived at Xuan Gu City in less than half a day. Once outside the sect, Yang Ling remained calm, after all, he was a man who had seen the world.

Feng Xueyuan walked at the very front. Several disciples noticed Feng Xueyuan...

"Junior Sister, I heard you went down to find help. How long has it been since you came back? You didn't just pick some random Tom, Dick, or Harry, did you?" His words were full of provocation, and several people behind him blocked his way.

The man looked Yang Ling up and down.

"Alright, all of you, move aside. This isn't the time to waste words with you!"

"I'm telling you, if the sect leader finds out that you've brought in someone like this, who doesn't seem that capable, do you know how serious the consequences will be?"

"Even if the sect admires you, you can't act so recklessly! Bringing just anyone into the sect, look at him, he's probably not even as good as one of my fingers!" The man was extremely arrogant. Yang Ling originally didn't want to pay them any attention, after all, he had just arrived and didn't know much about the situation, but he didn't expect that even not saying anything could cause trouble. He simply waved his hand and sent the man flying with a single move. This move not only terrified the man, but even Feng Xueyuan was shocked.

"Who do you think you are? You're probably not even worth a finger of mine!" Feng Xueyuan silently sweated for Yang Ling. She didn't dare to provoke this man because he was the sect leader's grandson, with a powerful background, and also quite talented, already an inner disciple. She hadn't expected Yang Ling to attack her right away; this was going to be quite a show.

"You dare hit me? What are you all standing there for? Get him right now!"

This guy appeared out of nowhere and dared to lecture him. If word got out, how would he save face in front of everyone? He wouldn't be able to swallow this insult unless he killed this brat.

Those men charged forward defiantly, but before they could even get close to Yang Ling, they were sent flying. Yang Ling sighed; he'd thought they were going to be incredibly powerful, but it turned out they were just this weak.

"Is that all you've got? Nothing special!" Yang Ling sneered. They were also thinking to themselves, what kind of monster is Yang Ling? He didn't even warn them before sending them flying.

Afterwards, Yang Ling pulled Feng Xueyuan away without even glancing at them.

Feng Xueyuan led Yang Ling to the main hall.

An old man stood in the center of the main hall.

"Why did you suddenly come here!"

He stood with his hands behind his back, a smile on his face. The aura emanating from this old man was clearly extraordinary, far surpassing that of ordinary people; he was a transcendent being.

"Sect Master, I have found a master... He can definitely help us resolve the crisis within the sect!"

Feng Xueyuan spoke slowly and deliberately, her emotions running high.

"Don't be ridiculous! You're not in a position to solve the sect's crisis!"

"It's true, Sect Master, I'm not lying to you, he's incredibly strong..." Seeing that Feng Xueyuan didn't seem to be lying, even the elder who was the Sect Master couldn't help but change his expression and frown slightly.

"This is no joke. Are you sure the person you found can help us?"

Feng Xueyuan looked serious.

"Sect Master, how could I lie to you? His strength is astonishing. He was able to kill opponents of higher levels when his cultivation level was not high, and his physique is ridiculously strong!" The old man fell into deep thought. Yang Ling followed behind Feng Xueyuan and touched his nose embarrassedly.

"It's down!"

The old man turned his gaze to Yang Ling, looking him up and down. He wanted to see what kind of person could earn such praise from Feng Xueyuan.

After a short while, he let out a long sigh.

"You're truly unfathomable!" Feng Xueyuan's eyes darted around upon hearing the old man's words. The sect leader was a top-tier expert, undoubtedly among the strongest in Xuan Gu City. Even he couldn't see through Yang Ling. Yang Ling couldn't help but smile, releasing his powerful spiritual energy. In an instant, the aura around him rapidly gathered and surged, forming a wave of energy. This dense aura erupted violently, pressing down on people's hearts like a mountain.

The old man saw his actions and subconsciously took a step back.

"You are so powerful! No wonder she praised you so much. It's really not easy for someone so young to have achieved so much!" Even someone who has seen a lot can't hide the shock in their heart at this moment.

Yang Ling smiled calmly.

"Sect Master, I'm here to help, you don't need to be so nervous!"

Yang Ling's words struck the old man like a heavy hammer. He paused for a moment, his thoughts gradually returning to normal. Looking around, he realized that Yang Ling's talent was undoubtedly number one, no matter where he was.

He had to admit that Yang Ling had given him quite a shock. After a moment, he said calmly:

"You've really brought me a master, someone who's completely baffled me. To be honest, I don't quite understand why you're helping us, this genius?"

"Can you tell me why you're helping us?" He asked seriously, knowing that Yang Ling wouldn't have come without generous terms. He was prepared not to reveal any of the astonishing conditions Yang Ling might offer. Attracting such a powerful figure was a golden opportunity, but the conditions were too high; they might not be able to afford them.

Feng Xueyuan hesitated, swallowing back the words she was about to say. She couldn't very well say that Yang Ling was helping for free, after all, they were old acquaintances. Even if she did, would the old man believe her? Wouldn't he question his very existence?

"I just casually mentioned some conditions, saying I was willing to give him spirit stones, and then, out of consideration for our past relationship, he came to help me personally!" Feng Xueyuan deliberately lowered her voice as she said this, worried that the sect leader would be uncomfortable, since it was her decision to act on her own.

The old man was slightly taken aback. Before he could continue speaking, his eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief.

"Is that all?"

“That’s right, that’s all. Did I do something wrong? Things were too urgent. I didn’t want to watch the sect fall apart, so I went to find help!” She observed the old man’s expression.

"How could I blame you! What's there to blame? The person before me is an incredibly talented expert. Compared to Yang Ling, the pride of the Yan Clan is utterly insignificant. Yang Ling is the true genius."

"You've done the sect a great favor this time. Go and choose some cultivation techniques you like later. If there's anything you want, just take it; don't be shy!" The old man stared intently at Yang Ling, who was somewhat at a loss for words. (End of Chapter)