Cultivation: I can see the proficiency level

Inside the Golden Cicada Pavilion.

The shopkeeper reached to his waist and three exquisite jade boxes appeared on the wooden table in front of him. With another wave of his hand, the lids of the jade boxes opened, revealing three colorful magic beads the size of an infant's fist.

"A disposable magical artifact, the Fire Thunderbolt, can severely injure someone at the fourth level of Qi Refining; the Yin Thunderbolt can severely injure someone at the fifth level of Qi Refining; and the Kui Thunderbolt can severely injure someone at the sixth level of Qi Refining. Fellow Daoist, are you satisfied?"

When it comes to ruthlessness, disposable magical artifacts are the most ruthless.

Despite its immense power, it can only be used once. Most cultivators would not buy such a magical artifact, preferring to purchase proper magical artifacts for long-term use.

Crimson, jet black, and deep blue.

"Crimson is the Fire Thunder Stone, priced at twenty spirit stones; jet black is the Yin Thunder Stone, priced at forty spirit stones; and deep blue is the Kui Thunder Stone, priced at eighty spirit stones," the shopkeeper announced the prices one by one.

expensive!

But it's suitable.

Reluctantly, Wang Mian took out sixty spirit stones and bought one Fire Thunder Stone and one Yin Thunder Stone. To be on the safe side, he spent an extra amount of spirit stones: "A few more talismans, please."

Before leaving.

He bid farewell to the junior cultivator Ning An, paid him his reward, and with Ning An's repeated greetings of "Take care, senior," Wang Mian led Bai Jiu Niang out of the market and flew into the distance.

Heading towards the mouth of the vase.

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Bottle mouth.

There is a sheer cliff that resembles two hands clasped together, with a gap like a long-necked vase. At its widest point, it is only a few feet wide, and at its narrowest point, only one person can walk through. Below, there is a faint spiritual vein that gathers spiritual energy at the bottom of the vase, forming a spiritual land.

The Baopingkou Cave has been passed down through many cultivators, and was eventually acquired by Zhi Qingfu.

Several feet away from the cave, amidst the jagged rocks, Wang Mian and Bai Jiuniang both affixed concealment talismans and hid behind the rocks, waiting for Zhi Qingfu to return.

According to the news from Tingfengshe, Zhi Qingfu's cultivation method is the Yang-refining Qi technique. She is not only Bian Zemin's long-time bedmate, but also has many bedmates in this desolate mountain.

This is likely due to the nature of the cultivation method. The person is accustomed to going out to meet friends for two days and returning to the cave for one day. The cave accumulates enough yang energy, and the cave also accumulates enough spiritual energy.

Today is the day it returns to its cave.

The sun is setting in the west.

Dusk gradually enveloped the mouth of the vase.

A beam of light streaked across the distant horizon and landed in front of the Treasure Bottle Cave in an instant. The light faded, revealing Zhi Qingfu's voluptuous figure.

She put away the magical banana leaf fan and prepared to open the cave's mechanism.

Just as she turned around...

The human and the demon launched their attack with perfect coordination. Bai Jiuniang moved with lightning speed, her demonic body flashing out as a blur. Her demonic power gathered in her claws, creating a piercing shriek as she aimed straight for Zhi Qingfu's back.

"Who?"

Zhi Qingfu was, after all, a cultivator at the fourth level of Qi Refining. Her relatively rich combat experience saved her life in the face of a life-or-death crisis.

She turned around abruptly, her magical power surging into the banana leaf fan in her hand, and then swung it fiercely.

call--

A gale arose, instantly transforming into countless wind blades that slammed into Bai Jiuniang's demonic claws. With a dull thud, Bai Jiuniang was momentarily stunned by the gale, but the gale itself was torn to shreds by the demonic power.

In the short time it took to eat that Wang Mian arrived, empowered by two Gale Talismans.

The longsword in his hand shot out a three-foot-long sword beam, and the killing move "Winter Snow Piercing the Bone" from the Four Seasons Sword Technique was unleashed without reservation. The infusion of magical power without regard to cost made the sword strike extremely fierce.

They went straight for Zhi Qingfu's vitals.

"It's you! That little thief from Songlintan!" Zhi Qingfu recognized Wang Mian's face, her pupils contracted, and her voice became distorted with disbelief, "Those good-for-nothings from the Bian family actually failed?"

The moment Bai Jiuniang and Wang Mian appeared, Zhi Qingfu knew that their actions that day had most likely been exposed. The purpose of this human and demon coming was self-evident.

With a wave of his banana leaf fan, he created a massive barrier of spiritual light, blocking Wang Mian's sword strikes.

As she retreated rapidly, she hurriedly took out two wooden armor talismans and slapped them onto her body.

Bai Jiuniang's aura was evenly matched with hers. If the little thief who had already reached the third level of Qi Refining was added to the mix, it would be difficult to win without a direct confrontation. Zhi Qingfu immediately took out several offensive talismans.

"Senior Zhi, the family of three from Coral Cave just left not long ago. If you go down now, you can still catch up with your sister and brother-in-law." Wang Mian made up a story off the cuff.

He could confuse people with his words, but his actions were extremely ruthless.

Seeing her take out the talisman, Wang Mian didn't fight her head-on at all. He raised his left hand and a crimson magic bead flew out of his hand, hitting Bai Jiuniang the moment she restrained Zhi Qingfu.

"boom!"

Zhi Qingfu, who was still somewhat skeptical of Wang Mian's fabricated story, was also preoccupied with Bai Jiuniang's attention. When she saw the magic bead coming, she only had time to wave her wind gusts for a three-point defense.

There was a seven-tenths lack of protection.

The fire and thunder exploded in front of Zhi Qingfu, and the flames shot into the sky. The streaks of lightning and fire pushed aside the gale and struck the spiritual light of her protective wooden armor talisman. The spiritual light was blocked for a moment, and then quickly dimmed and shattered layer by layer.

The lightning and fire scorched towards her. Zhi Qingfu tried to stop it again, but she was slightly too slow and half of her body was licked by the lightning and fire.

"ah...."

Burning with lightning and fire, she felt excruciating pain. Unable to bear it any longer, Zhi Qingfu let out a shrill scream, and the talismans in her hands scattered all over the ground.

Her eyes turned bloodshot, knowing that she was doomed. Ignoring her meridians, she forcefully channeled her magical power into the banana leaf fan, then spat a mouthful of blood onto it. The banana leaf fan, now glowing with spiritual light, became incredibly powerful.

She was ready to make a desperate move.

In a battle between cultivators, one wrong step can lead to a series of wrong steps.

Bai Jiuniang, who was prepared, pounced from the flank. Her body was shrouded in dense demonic energy, and her enormous body, which had already been revealed, was exposed. She first used her demonic magic, and the demonic energy, which was as sharp as a tooth cone, was unleashed like a torrential rain.

Hidden behind the sorcery are sharp claws and fangs, aimed directly at vital points.

"Die..." The desperate spell that was supposed to be aimed at Wang Mian was forced to turn against Bai Jiu Niang due to her deadly threat. The gale transformed into countless tiny swords that looked like real objects and shot out.

The collision with the tooth-like cone formed from demonic energy produced a series of explosive sounds.

A sharp, wisp of sword pierced through the wind.

The layers of protective aura surrounding Bai Jiuniang began to shatter, and then a thick, tortoise-shell-like aura appeared.

The demonic aura shot out like a toothed cone.

Without protection, Zhi Qingfu was covered in clusters of blood, causing her to stagger and nearly fall, unable to even hold onto the banana leaf fan in her hand.

The sword vanishes, the awl disappears.

Wang Mian's sword arrived at just the right time.

With a sharp, clanging sound, the sword pierced Zhi Qingfu's heart with unimpeded precision, taking advantage of her momentary stagger.

The sword's edge stirred.

Zhi Qingfu's last glimmer of hope was completely extinguished by Wang Mian.

Her eyes began to glaze over, and her hand, charred black by the lightning, stretched out with difficulty, as if she wanted to slap Wang Mian before she died, but her rapidly fading life force was not enough to support such a movement.

Finally, his arm fell to his side.

Wang Mian deftly drew his sword and wiped the blood-stained blade on her body several times, his movements incredibly skillful.

He crouched down, took the storage bag from Zhi Qingfu's waist, put away the jade banana leaf fan magic weapon, and then carefully searched the area to make sure that nothing was missing.

Wang Mian, who had taken two steps back, raised his hand and waved it lightly.

Bai Jiuniang opened her mouth and spat out a ball of demonic fire, which landed on Zhi Qingfu's corpse. The flames burned fiercely, and in just over ten breaths, only a pile of ashes remained.

Then a whirlwind blew up again, scattering the ashes completely in the mountain winds at the mouth of the bottle.

The grudges have been settled.

Farewell, fellow Daoist!

"Walk."

A light breeze swirled around Bai Jiuniang, who carried the Wang Mian as if it were nothing. She soared into the air with lightness and swiftness, disappearing in a flash, her spiritual light suddenly stretching far away.

It disappeared silently into the night, as if it had never existed.

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at the same time.

On the southern slope of Luopo Mountain, there is a bamboo forest. Huge dragon bamboos spread across several green hills, and the bamboo sea ripples with layers of green waves when the breeze blows.

Laughter echoed from the exquisitely built bamboo house on the verdant hill.

Luo Yi, the eccentric scholar, who was somewhat unkempt due to his hard work, pushed open the bamboo door with an exquisite jade jar in his hand. After laughing loudly, he summoned Zhou Shang, the Yama with the broadsword, and Bi Si, the red-haired demon.

"Fellow Daoists, the Soul-Tearing Ointment... is complete!"