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Chapter 143 Meng Yanqing in Danger

Doctor Li looked at the woman rescued by Ji Beichuan, and then at the strange martial artist who had suddenly appeared before him.

"You!" Doctor Li's eyes widened, his anger rising.

He, a cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining and the deacon of the Blood God Sect in Tonghe County, had his "medicinal ingredients" for alchemy intercepted right in front of him.

"You ignorant fool! How dare you ruin my plans!" Doctor Li's face flushed with a sickly red, his eyes filled with greed and cruelty.

"Perfect timing. My batch of 'Hundred Flowers Blood Marrow Pills' is just missing the heart's blood of a vigorous martial artist as a medicinal guide."

"You've delivered yourself right to my door, saving me a lot of trouble!"

He spread his ten fingers, and the viscous blood plasma in the cauldron seemed to be summoned, and with a "whoosh," it shot into the sky, condensing into more than a dozen extremely foul-smelling blood arrows in mid-air, which rained down on Jibeichuan.

Inside the confined room, the space was cramped, and there was nowhere to escape.

Ji Beichuan remained unmoved, his blood and qi suddenly surged, and a layer of visible, light red qi and blood aura emerged from his body.

The precious body is initially formed, and the qi and blood are becoming powerful.

"Chuck! Chuck! Chuck!"

The blood arrow struck the protective energy, producing a corrosive sound like boiling oil being poured on snow, and billowing black smoke, but it could not penetrate even an inch. Instead, it was instantly evaporated by the powerful and domineering masculine energy.

"Hmm? Qi and blood forming a powerful force?" A hint of surprise flashed in Doctor Li's eyes. He looked Ji Beichuan up and down, and grinned maliciously, "This 'Furnace Classic' is actually quite interesting."

Without further hesitation, he patted the storage bag at his waist, and a short dagger, entirely black and emitting a ghostly green light, appeared in his hand.

"You martial artist, you managed to force me to use my magic weapon, so you deserve to die."

He moved with surprising speed, revealing some fighting skills, and approached like a ghost, his poisoned dagger silently piercing Ji Beichuan's heart.

However, Ji Beichuan reacted even faster than him.

He snorted coldly, and instead of retreating, he advanced, directly extending his left hand, his five fingers like claws, wrapped with rich blood and qi, to meet the poisoned magic weapon of the Yellow Rank.

"Fool! How dare you catch my magic weapon with your bare hands!" Doctor Li was overjoyed.

"when!"

A crisp metallic clang rang out, sparks flying everywhere.

The ecstasy on Dr. Li's face froze instantly.

He felt as if his magic weapon had struck a piece of black iron. A tremendous force of recoil came from the dagger, making his tiger's mouth numb and his arm stiff.

It's now!

A cold glint flashed in Ji Beichuan's eyes as he seized upon this fleeting opening.

His seemingly free right hand flashed to his waist, and a jet-black, strangely shaped water-splitting dagger was drawn, aimed straight at Doctor Li's throat!

But Doctor Li was, after all, at the ninth level of Qi Refining, and had rich combat experience.

He endured the excruciating pain in his arm, barely managing to turn sideways to avoid a fatal blow, his black dagger parrying the attack with barely managing to block the sharp edge of the water-splitting dagger.

"Hmph! Trying to use such a low-class weapon..."

Just as a smug grin was about to appear on Dr. Li's lips, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a bluish figure out of the corner of his eye.

Ji Beichuan's left hand, at some unknown time, had acquired a piece of dark blue stone brick.

The brick, imbued with concentrated qi and blood, tore through the air and slammed down on his forehead.

What... what kind of approach is this?!
Dr. Li's mind went blank.

Bang!
With a muffled thud, the dark blue stone brick struck Doctor Li squarely on the forehead.

The sound of bones cracking was clearly audible. Dr. Li felt his brain convulse, his vision instantly turning blood red, and blood oozing from all seven orifices. He felt as if he had been struck by a giant hammer, and he collapsed limply backward.

Ji Beichuan always remembered Meng Xihong's teachings: whether dealing with heretical practitioners or handling trivial matters, one must be swift and decisive, leaving no loose ends.

The sect leader had solemnly warned that when clearing the battlefield, it was essential to eliminate all traces of the enemy, to deliver a few more blows, and to wait a little longer to completely prevent future troubles.

To avoid the other party suddenly jumping out later, shouting with an exaggerated expression, "Didn't expect I'm still alive, did you?" That kind of revenge drama is not only troublesome, but also extremely time-consuming.

Dr. Li's limp body jerked violently, his hands gripping the cold metal instrument piercing his throat tightly. A hissing sound escaped his throat, and the life in his eyes quickly faded.

Ji Beichuan expressionlessly pulled out the water-splitting dagger, shook off the blood droplets on it, guarded the corpse for a while, and then continued to fasten the blue stone brick to his waist.

"This technique of secretly learning the sect leader's 'Azure Stone Brick Technique' is indeed very useful."

"I'll have to get Senior Yun Songzi to carve some runes on this brick later; that would make hitting people with it so satisfying," Ji Beichuan muttered to himself.

He did not leave immediately, but instead began to search the filthy secret room carefully.

A moment later, he found a palm-sized black iron box in a hidden compartment under the alchemy furnace.

Upon opening the iron box, there were no spirit stones or pills inside, only a strange token and a secret letter that was half-burned.

The token was pitch black and felt icy cold to the touch. On the front was a ferocious blood-red skull, while on the back was a black sun that was slowly sinking.

Ji Beichuan picked up the secret letter; the handwriting on it was messy yet fanatical.

"...The 'Black Sun' envoy is about to inspect Qingzhou. We must prepare the 'offerings' and not delay the 'Holy Sect's' grand plan..."

Black Sun? Holy Sect?
Ji Beichuan frowned and put the items into his pocket.

……

The Heavenly Net of the Tianyan Sect has quietly tightened in Qingzhou.

Ji Beichuan, Zhang Xianghua, and other core disciples each led a team, piercing into the Blood God Sect's 108 strongholds like sharp knives.

The operation was swift; most of the stubborn evil cultivators who resisted were killed on the spot before they even had time to react, becoming a mark on the sect's merit book.

However, such a large-scale crackdown could not possibly leave no stone unturned.

Within the Blood God Cult, it seems that danger had already been sensed.

Tongshan County.

Meng Yanqing then ran headfirst into the hardest iron plate.

He brought fifteen elite soldiers from the Body Refining Hall of the Tianyan Sect and fifty elite captains from Qingzhou Prefecture with him on this trip.

These fifty captains were all Qi Refining stage cultivators served by Qingzhou Prefecture, with the lowest cultivation level being at least the fifth level of Qi Refining.
The ten leaders were all experts at the seventh level of Qi Refining, including two captains at the ninth level of Qi Refining.

This is a powerful force capable of sweeping away any Qi Refining stage stronghold.

Based on intelligence from their sect, they located this underground chamber and prepared to work together to capture the cult leader who was at the ninth level of Qi Refining.

As planned, when the guards broke through the outer defenses first, and Meng Yanqing led his disciples into the tunnel, the entire secret chamber area was unusually quiet.

"Be careful, there might be an ambush." ​​Meng Yanqing warned in a low voice, her aura already contained and ready to be unleashed.

Intelligence indicates that the Blood God Cult deacon here is only at the ninth level of Qi Refining.

However, when Meng Yanqing stepped through the door deep inside the secret chamber, what greeted them was not just four high-level Qi Refining evil cultivators.
There was also a chilling sword light, imbued with a powerful pressure from the flow of spiritual energy.
That's a power that only Foundation Establishment stage cultivators can master!

"Oh no, it's a Foundation Establishment stage evil cultivator!" Meng Yanqing's heart sank.

(End of this chapter)