The Confucian and Taoist Sages of Mortal Cultivation

"How can a Qi Refining stage cultivator control so many flying swords?!" Zhao Xiaofeng was also shocked when she saw three more flying swords appear. She hurriedly took out a pink crystal ball from her storage bag and threw it above her head.

The crystal ball emitted a pink glow, and a pink mist seemed to condense out of thin air.

The Azure Light Sword and the Whirlwind Sword teetered on the brink of collapse as soon as they came into contact with the pink mist.

"Senior brother, be careful!" Han Yunzhi was also terrified when she saw the pink crystal ball and hurriedly reminded him, "This mist can pollute a cultivator's magic artifacts. My magic artifact was destroyed by this mist before."

But before he could finish speaking, the Thunderclap Sword in the air burst forth with streaks of silver lightning.

Wherever the lightning arc struck, the pink mist was instantly evaporated, unable to defile the Thunder Sword.

The lightning sword flashed and disappeared in an instant, tearing through the pink mist and striking Zhao Xiaofeng in the chest.

Sensing the danger, Zhao Xiaofeng's white robes automatically protected her, emitting a dazzling colored light to form a protective shield, desperately resisting the Thunderclap Sword.

However, the powerful force contained within the sword still sent Zhao Xiaofeng flying.

Zhao Xiaofeng rolled several times in the desert before finally stopping. She then tilted her head back and spat out a mouthful of blood, severely injured.

The Azure Mirror and the crystal ball lost control and fell onto the soft sand.

"What! Senior Sister Zhao actually lost to Yang Qingyuan!" Yan Nanjiao, who was standing next to her, couldn't believe it when she saw that even the famous Twin Beauties of the Hidden Moon were no match for Yang Qingyuan. She looked dumbfounded.

Yang Qingyuan stared coldly at Yan Nanjiao and said, "Let's settle our past grievances today."

No sooner had she finished speaking than five flying swords whistled through the air, hurtling towards Yan Nanjiao and piercing through her protective magic shield and body.

Yan Nanjiao stood there blankly, her beautiful eyes wide open. Her consciousness was gradually swallowed by darkness, her delicate body began to sway, and she knelt down on the ground with a thud.

"Only two and a half years..."

"I couldn't even withstand one of his moves..."

Han Yunzhi, who was standing to the side, was also very surprised to see that Yang Qingyuan had defeated two Qi Refining Perfection cultivators in just a few breaths.

"This flying sword is lightning-attribute? It's the Thunderclap Sword!"

Zhao Xiaofeng lay on the sand. Seeing that the Thunderclap Sword could not be defiled, she remembered that when her ancestor bestowed the crystal ball, he had told her that among the seven major sects of Yue Kingdom, some magical artifacts were difficult to defile, and those who possessed these magical artifacts later became Core Formation cultivators.

"My ancestor mentioned that this Thunderclap Sword was the sword that Master Lei of Yellow Maple Valley used when he was young!"

"Could it be that you are also a descendant of a Core Formation cultivator?"

She was filled with regret at this moment, never expecting that there would be a cultivator in this blood-red forbidden land whose background was no less impressive than hers.

Yang Qingyuan was slightly surprised to see that the other party recognized the Thunderclap Sword.

Zhao Xiaofeng was also terrified at this moment, and said, "We are all descendants of Core Formation cultivators, how about we shake hands and make peace?"

"I'll give you this lowly servant from Spirit Beast Mountain."

Yang Qingyuan sneered, "If I had been the one who was defeated just now, Fellow Daoist Zhao would probably not be acting like this."

"Fellow Daoist Zhao, you should go in peace!"

Seeing that the other party actually intended to kill her, Zhao Xiaofeng was terrified and turned pale. She hurriedly said, "Don't kill me!"

"I'll do anything you ask. In terms of looks, I'm more than ten times better than this female disciple from Spirit Beast Mountain."

"I can let you experience the ultimate bliss."

"Moreover, after we leave, our two families can also arrange a marriage..."

Before she could finish speaking, the Thunderclap Sword descended from the sky and pierced through her chest.

This time, her robes were no longer effective.

Zhao Xiaofeng felt an excruciating pain, opened her mouth, and left behind a venomous sentence, "If my ancestor finds out, he will definitely avenge me..."

Upon hearing this, Yang Qingyuan looked at Han Yunzhi beside him.

Han Yunzhi was immediately startled and broke out in a cold sweat. She understood the deeper meaning in Yang Qingyuan's eyes and hurriedly took out a dagger-like magic weapon from her storage bag, which she then used to stab Zhao Xiaofeng in the chest.

Zhao Xiaofeng suffered two fatal attacks and could no longer hold on. She fell backward onto the sand and died.

"I also delivered the final blow..." Han Yunzhi said timidly, "I'll keep it a secret after we get out."

"Otherwise, the Zhao family's patriarch wouldn't have let me off the hook."

Seeing how sensible Han Yunzhi was, Yang Qingyuan smiled and said, "Miss Yunzhi, there's no need to be afraid. I am Yang Qingyuan from Huangfeng Valley. I am not a bloodthirsty villain and will not harm you."

Upon hearing this, Han Yunzhi breathed a sigh of relief, bowed, and said, "Thank you for your help, Senior Brother Yang."

"Zhao Xiaofeng of the Hidden Moon Sect is truly vicious. My sister only had a brief encounter with her, and she was already trying to kill her."

"If it weren't for Senior Brother Yang, my sister would have been in grave danger."

"Senior Brother Yang's skills are truly amazing! Even the famous Twin Beauties of the Hidden Moon were defeated by you."

"I really don't know who else in this blood-red forbidden land can be your opponent."

"Miss Yunzhi, you flatter me." Yang Qingyuan waved his hand, not taking the compliment to heart.

At the same time, a mournful hoofbeat came from the sky.

The two of them looked up at the same time.

But then, the two-headed duck that Yang Qingyuan had been raising spat out two huge cyan wind blades, which cleaved the other two-headed duck in half at the waist.

"Huh?" Han Yunzhi's beautiful eyes flashed with a strange light when she saw this. She asked in surprise, "What kind of pill did Senior Brother Yang feed this two-headed duck? It actually awakened a wind attribute talent spell."

"That's really rare."

Yang Qingyuan smiled without saying a word, then stepped forward, first picking up Zhao Xiaofeng's many magical artifacts and storage bags, and then using a fireball spell to burn her corpse.

Among the spoils of war, there were three top-grade magical artifacts: the Azure Condensation Mirror, the Crystal Ball, and the top-grade ice-attribute flying sword.

The azure light emitted by the Azure Condensation Mirror can freeze other people's magical artifacts and spells, making it a top-tier masterpiece among high-grade magical artifacts.

The crystal ball can emit a highly corrosive mist, specifically designed to corrupt other people's magical artifacts, making it a rare find.

However, the only drawback is that these two top-grade magic artifacts are unique to the Hidden Moon Sect. Once they are revealed, they will be easily recognized by other cultivators, so they cannot be used casually.

The last ice-attribute flying sword is engraved with the words "Ice Soul".

"A top-grade ice-attribute flying sword, the Ice Soul Sword." Yang Qingyuan picked up the flying sword and examined it carefully.

This sword is about two feet eight inches long, small and exquisite, with a thin and light blade, like ice crystal, radiating a chilling coldness.

This sword is not a unique magical weapon of the Hidden Moon Sect. Many markets have the method to forge this sword, and not only ice attribute cultivators can wield it, but even water attribute cultivators can activate it.

Yang Qingyuan put the sword into the sword case, and then checked the storage bag.

Although Zhao Xiaofeng had only been here for a day, he had already plundered the oasis. His storage bag contained more than ten mature purple monkey flowers and five medicinal herbs called "Jade Marrow Fungus" that were over three hundred years old.

Yan Nanjiao, on the other hand, didn't have as many spiritual herbs. Her storage bag contained only two qualified spiritual herbs, as well as a top-grade magic weapon, the Bone-Melting Fan. Yang Qingyuan already had one and wasn't particularly interested in it, so he put it into his storage bag as a collectible.

After tidying up these items, Yang Qingyuan headed straight for the nearby oasis lake.

Han Yunzhi watched Yang Qingyuan's retreating figure, her face showing a conflicted expression. Finally, she gritted her teeth and followed him...