I tamed beasts and achieved immortality in the world of cultivation.

Chen Qing and Xiao Chunan exchanged a glance, and then Chen Qing's hand revealed another green spirit beast pouch beneath his storage bag at his waist.

Two beams of light flashed by.

Qingtian and Danyu appeared on the field at the same time.

Qingtian, unlike his usual timid self, had a hint of excitement flashing in his golden-brown eyes, and his little paws were clenched so tightly they made a cracking sound.

Since his intelligence was awakened, the little guy has become a different person. He spends all day engrossed in reading "Romance of the Three Kingdoms," muttering nonsense like "One should be like Guan Yu, a match for ten thousand men" and "A great man should not remain subservient to others for long."

Upon seeing the enemy, they were not afraid at all; on the contrary, they were eager to try.

Dan Yu remained aloof, her long neck slightly raised as she glanced indifferently at the two cultivators, as if looking at two moving stones.

The thin man and the short, stout old man were taken aback when they saw Qingtian and Danyu, and then their expressions changed slightly.

"A spirit beast?! A beast tamer!"

"What are you afraid of? A broken monkey and a broken bird, what can they do to cause trouble? Let's do it!"

Neither of them dared to be careless, and each activated their magic.

The short, stout old man made hand seals and chanted incantations, and a wind blade materialized out of thin air, whistling as it slashed towards Chen Qing; the thin man thrust out his sword, and a layer of frost appeared on the tip of the sword, indicating that ice magic had been attached to the sword.

Chen Qing activated his Wind Control Technique, his figure lightly retreating several feet. At the same time, his spiritual power surged within him, and a semi-transparent tortoise shell phantom condensed in front of him, which was the Spirit Tortoise Shield.

"Bang! Bang!"

The wind blade and ice sword struck the tortoise shell shield one after another, causing a shockwave and several cracks to appear on the shield, yet it steadily blocked the attack.

Chen Qing's expression remained unchanged as he sent out his thoughts: "Qingtian, the fat one on the left; Danyu, the one on the right."

Upon receiving Chen Qing's thought, a faint golden spiritual light suddenly erupted from Qingtian's thin body, and his strength and speed increased several times over.

"squeak--"

With a sharp shriek, Qingtian charged straight at the short, stout old man on the left who was wielding wind blades.

The short, stout old man sneered and unleashed another wind blade while retreating rapidly, trying to create distance.

However, Qingtian's speed exceeded his expectations.

The thin figure twisted strangely in mid-air, barely dodging the wind blades, and appeared in front of the short, fat old man in the next moment. Its two small fists were wrapped in golden spiritual light, and it slammed them hard into the short, fat old man's chest.

"boom!"

The short, stout old man was struck as if by a heavy hammer; his clothes ripped open at the chest, revealing a dull, unremarkable inner armor underneath.

Qingtian, not one to back down, rolled over after landing and leaped back onto him, straddling his back. He unleashed a barrage of punches, each one imbued with golden spiritual light, shattering Qingtian's protective aura and distorting even his screams.

On the other hand, Niwa's movements were much more elegant.

She took flight, leaving a white afterimage in mid-air. Her speed was so fast that even spiritual sense couldn't keep up. The gaunt man wielding the ice sword only saw a flash of white before his eyes and instinctively raised his sword to block.

"laugh--"

A layer of scorching spiritual light emanated from the edges of Dan Yu's wings. The moment they touched the ice sword, the frost instantly vaporized, and white mist filled the air.

The gaunt man was terrified, and nearly dropped his ice sword.

However, Dan Yu gave him no chance to catch his breath. She opened her long beak and spat out a ball of pure white "Crane Heart White Flame," which landed precisely at the feet of the skinny man. The flames exploded with a "boom," and the heat wave hit him, forcing the skinny man to retreat repeatedly, his clothes scorched in a patch.

"This bird can unleash magical fire!"

The thin man cried out in alarm and turned to run away.

A hint of disdain flashed in Dan Yu's eyes. He flapped his wings slightly, and the white shadow flashed again—

"Bang!"

The gaunt man was struck hard in the back and fell to the ground, with two charred claw marks on his back. His protective aura was completely shattered.

It only took a dozen or so breaths.

One was a Qi Refining Level 4 cultivator, and the other was a Qi Refining Level 5 cultivator. One was injured and the other collapsed, and they didn't even get close to Chen Qing.

……

the other side.

Xiao Chunan drew his longsword, its light flashing like a rainbow.

He was facing a gaunt man at the fifth level of Qi Refining and a young woman.

Although the young woman was also at the fifth level of Qi Refining, she had only just broken through. As soon as they met, Xiao Chunan, who used the "Wind Control Technique," pierced through her abdomen, leaving her no chance to even cast a protective spell.

The other gaunt man, though much stronger, was just a rogue cultivator. He was overwhelmed by Xiao Chunan's "Lingyun Sword Technique" from Sword Echo Peak. Three sword strikes broke through his protective aura, and the fourth sword sliced ​​off half of his arm.

The gaunt man screamed and fell to the ground, blood gushing out.

As for the scarred man—

He was entangled by Xu Gui, and the more he fought, the more alarmed he became. Although this old man was at the same level of Qi Refining Level 6 as him, his combat experience was frighteningly rich. Every move he made was just right, and he actually managed to fight him to a draw.

When he saw all four of his men lying on the ground, he was terrified.

"Damn it, we've kicked a hornet's nest!"

The scarred man bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the ghost-headed knife. The knife shone brightly with blood, forcing Xu Gui back. At the same time, he took out a talisman from his pocket, slapped it on his leg, and his figure transformed into a streak of blood light, fleeing into the distance.

They moved so fast that they didn't even have time to utter a harsh word.

Xu Gui looked down at his slashed calf, then at Chen Qing and Xiao Chunan.

"Forget it, don't pursue a cornered enemy." He waved his hand, his gaze falling on the four fallen cultivators, his voice suddenly turning cold, "Kill these few."

Chen Qing was taken aback.

Xiao Chunan was also stunned, her hand holding the sword trembling slightly.

Xu Gui glanced at the two of them and sighed:

"Since they became traitors, this is their fate. If you don't kill them today, they'll recover from their injuries and go around harming others again. Who will be held responsible for the wronged souls who died at their hands?"

"The path of cultivation is never a dinner party. You can be kind-hearted, but you can't be soft-hearted."

Xu Gui's voice was calm, as if he were talking about something very ordinary.

Eyes facing each other.

A hint of hesitation flashed in both Chen Qing's and Xiao Chunan's eyes.

In his previous life, Chen Qing was killed in a car accident while saving someone. In this life, he entered the mountain at the age of nine and has not left the sect for eleven years. The bloodiest scene he has ever seen is killing chickens and fish.

Xiao Chunan was the same.

He spoke of having a "clear and pure sword mind" and being "untainted by worldly dust," but when it came to actually taking a life with his own hands, his hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

After Xu Gui put away the four people's storage bags, seeing that the two of them didn't urge him, he said calmly:

"kill."

A single word, yet it carries immense weight.

Chen Qing took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, his gaze had calmed down, and he remembered the words he had thought about in the courtyard the night before—

The path to immortality is inherently like this.

Talent, opportunity, and temperament are all indispensable, and decisiveness is part of temperament.

"Niwa."

Chen Qing spoke, his voice so calm that even he was somewhat surprised.

Dan Yu glanced at him, opened his long beak, and spat out a ball of pure white "Crane Heart White Flame," which landed on the four tribulation cultivators and instantly turned them into ashes.

Xiao Chunan closed her eyes, her hand gripping the sword slowly loosening and then slowly tightening again.

When he opened his eyes again, his gaze was much firmer than before.

Xu Gui patted the two men on the shoulders, his voice regaining its usual gentleness: "Let's go, Zhenyuan County is just a hundred miles ahead. When we get there, I'll treat you to a good meal."

The three mounted their horses and continued on their journey.