I became the Open Source Saint Ancestor in the Cultivation World

"Senior brother, slow down, be careful not to aggravate your injuries."

After leaving Jiaozhou City for seven or eight miles, Duan Feng was completely unleashed and galloped away on horseback, while Zhu Wanqing called out anxiously from behind.

Duan Feng slowed down and exclaimed, "Junior Sister, you have no idea how superb Brother Feng's medical skills are. After only two treatments and one medicinal bath, I feel completely cured."

"Don't lie to me. This isn't the first time we've been injured. Every time, it takes anywhere from ten days to half a month to several months. Besides, this time you were injured by a cultivator." Zhu Wanqing was still very worried.

"Junior sister, I'm really not lying to you. Don't I know my own body?" As he spoke, he suddenly remembered something and quickly added, "Junior sister, try taking one of the medicine Brother Feng gave you."

Zhu Wanqing stopped her horse and took out a porcelain bottle from her bundle. It contained ten pills that Ma Ke had given them, saying they could relax muscles and tendons and treat hidden injuries.

She poured out two pills and handed one to Duan Feng.

The two looked at each other and swallowed the pills together.

As soon as the pill entered my stomach, I felt a warm current spreading through my body, which then quickly spread throughout my entire body, bringing an indescribable sense of comfort and making me feel refreshed and relaxed.

At this moment, Zhu Wanqing completely believed Duan Feng's words. Brother Feng's medical skills were indeed miraculous; he could actually concoct such a holy medicine for healing.

"Sigh, Brother Feng spent quite a bit of money last time."

"This time, not only did it cost him even more money, but I also owe him two lives. I owe him a huge debt of gratitude that I may never be able to repay in this lifetime," Duan Feng said with great emotion.

The perceptive Zhu Wanqing suddenly wondered, "Could Brother Feng be a cultivator?"

Perhaps only cultivators can heal injuries inflicted by cultivators so quickly.

And was the woman in the blue dress who wiped out the Xue family also related to Brother Feng?

It's too much of a coincidence that my senior brother was rescued directly by Brother Feng, and then the woman in the blue dress destroyed the Xue family, indirectly saving me as well.

However, since Brother Feng didn't bring it up himself, she kept this guess to herself and didn't intend to reveal it to anyone.

Meanwhile, after returning home, Ma Ke began to wait quietly.

More than half a month later, he sensed a yellow dot coming from the direction of Ziyang Sect towards Jiaozhou City through the "Open Source Limitless Skill" in his mind. When he compared the figure outline on the page where the yellow dot was located, it looked very much like Xue Wenzhou, who had robbed him of his business in the Red Leaf Valley Market. So he confirmed his target.

But he wasn't in a hurry. He planned to wait two more days, then pretend to be a servant of the Xue family and meet him by chance on the way. He would then launch a surprise attack and kill him. The chances of that were very high.

When the time comes, we can deal with him in the same way we dealt with Liu Ruoxi, and the sect won't be able to trace it back to us.

But not long after he made up his mind, he frowned and noticed that a brighter yellow dot was following behind Xue Wenzhou.

"Golden Core Stage".

"Is it just a coincidence?"

Ma Ke guessed that the two might have just happened to be heading in the same direction when they left the sect, so he spared a bit of his attention to keep an eye on them.

To his disbelief, a day later, although they were still going in the same direction, the distance between them had not shortened.

In other words, the Golden Core stage cultivator deliberately slowed down, leaving Xue Wenzhou far behind.

"Are they setting a trap together?" Ma Ke's heart sank. Could it be that the sect had discovered something and already anticipated that someone would target Xue Wenzhou?

That doesn't make sense. Although my actions were somewhat flawed due to Duan Feng and Zhu Wanqing's situation, they were basically flawless. Besides, no one knew about my relationship with those two senior and junior brothers and sisters.

"It seems they want to use Xue Wenzhou as bait to lure the so-called woman in the blue dress out," Ma Ke could only guess.

Is it really necessary? A mere Qi Refining stage disciple's worldly family matter requires a Golden Core stage cultivator to intervene. Isn't that making a mountain out of a molehill? After all, the woman in the blue dress he was disguised as only had the cultivation level of a Qi Refining stage cultivator.

Although he found it unbelievable, Ma Ke dared not make any rash moves, and his plan was shelved as he prepared to wait for the two to arrive.

While there was still time, he quickly reviewed whether he had overlooked anything and how he should respond after they arrived.

Another day passed, and as Ma Ke silently waited for the other party to arrive, his expression suddenly changed as he noticed that the light spot representing the Golden Core stage was rapidly approaching Xue Wenzhou.

"Huh? Xue Wenzhou is also practicing his cultivation technique. Could it be that they've encountered an enemy?"

At this moment, four hundred miles southwest of Jiaozhou City, Xue Wenzhou was trapped in a large golden net in the wilderness. He struggled with his powers, but not only could he not break free, the net also tightened automatically.

Seeing three masked men dressed in black rapidly approaching from several directions, he shouted in shock and anger, "Who are you? How dare you ambush the disciples of the Ziyang Sect?"

"What has happened to your Ziyang Sect recently? You've summoned so many disciples back to the sect. If you can tell us honestly, we can give you a Forget-Dust Pill to make you forget what happened today, and then let you leave."

"Otherwise, we'll have no choice but to search their souls."

Upon hearing this, Xue Wenzhou's expression changed immediately, guessing that it was likely someone from one of the other five sects.

However, in order to keep the secret, all inner disciples of the sect had to have restrictions placed on them. Since I had been practicing this technique from the beginning, I was among the first to have the restrictions placed on me, which is why I was able to leave the sect.

The existence of this restriction prevents disciples from leaking secrets; anyone who dares to divulge even a single word will surely die.

But if you stubbornly refuse to tell, they will search your soul.

Unless one is in the Nascent Soul stage and can ensure that their soul is not damaged, the result of having one's soul searched will be extremely tragic, ranging from becoming an idiot to dying.

Clearly, neither of these outcomes is acceptable to Xue Wenzhou.

So he told the truth: "Fellow Daoists, it's not that I don't want to say it, but a restriction has been placed in my mind. If I reveal even half a word, the restriction will be triggered, and I will die on the spot."

"Your soul search will yield the same result; it will inevitably trigger the restrictions and lead to my death."

"Since you can't get the answer you want either way, why damage the bonds between the six sects?"

Upon hearing this, the leader sighed and said, "Although I believe what you say, we are also on duty. How will we know if we can get the answer if we don't try?"

Having said that, he was about to step forward to search Xue Wenzhou's soul.

Xue Wenzhou was terrified and begged for mercy, "Fellow Daoists, please have mercy! I can give you my storage bag, and I can also tell you some of the names I know about the Ziyang Sect's trip to the secret realm..."

In order to save his life, he was prepared to reveal everything he could.

"I'm starting to believe what you're saying more and more, but I'm really sorry, I have to offend you."

Clearly, the other party still didn't want to let him go, and prepared to attack after saying that.

But at that moment, the three men's expressions changed drastically, and they retreated rapidly.