You think I have mixed spiritual roots? I became an immortal through a spirit gourd, so what are you

Once outside the servants' quarters, Chen Huai'an discovered that there was only one person following him, which greatly increased his chances of success.

What he's considering now is how to make his move.

After two days of training, his strength has improved, but he is not sure exactly how much.

On the Miscellaneous Service Peak, Chen Huai'an witnessed a disciple at the Body Refinement Realm making a move. The newly initiated miscellaneous service disciple who was robbed was not convinced and was slapped away, spitting out blood. The opponent's strength was many times stronger than that of martial artists in the secular world.

This risk cannot be taken; if the calculation is wrong, there will be no trace of the body.

The Su family in Huai Shu Village was an accident, but this time it's different.

After descending the mountain, Chen Huai'an looked for an opportunity to make his move.

Wang Tong, too, was looking for an opportunity.

The disciples of the Miscellaneous Service Peak are registered with the Qingyun Sect. If a disciple goes missing or dies, the sect will conduct a thorough investigation, and this must be done discreetly.

Both of them, you could say, harbored their own ulterior motives.

"Where is this kid going? Is he going to find that spiritual spring?" Wang Tong, who was following behind Chen Huai'an, rubbed his hands together excitedly as he saw Chen Huai'an heading down into the dense forest.

Originally, he planned to use threats and inducements to force him to lead the way to the location of the spiritual spring, but now, there was no need for that; he just needed to follow closely.

Upon entering the dense forest, Chen Huai'an searched for a favorable position. He was prepared for both possibilities: fight if he could win, and run if he couldn't. Once inside Zayi Peak, the sect would protect him and wouldn't stand by and watch him get killed.

But if given the chance, he would definitely go to great lengths to destroy the other party.

Chen Huai'an had another purpose in entering the dense forest: to find medicinal herbs, which could also aid in cultivation.

"What's this guy doing? Isn't he looking for the spiritual spring? Why is he just wandering around here?" Wang Tong almost lost him several times, and he was puzzled by Chen Huai'an's actions.

"This is Polygonatum." Chen Huai'an was overjoyed when he discovered a Polygonatum plant.

Just as Chen Huai'an discovered the Solomon's Seal plant, Wang Tong couldn't hold back any longer and jumped out from the shadows.

"Who are you? What do you want?" Chen Huai'an asked warily, staring coldly at the other person.

"What are you doing? Tell me the location of that spiritual spring, and I'll let you go today." Wang Tong stared coldly at Chen Huai'an.

As for the Polygonatum plant that Chen Huai'an had picked, he didn't even glance at it.

Polygonatum is a medicinal herb, and it only becomes useful after it has been aged for several decades. Polygonatum that has been aged for only a few years is of no use to them in their cultivation. It is estimated that it could be sold for a few taels of silver in the secular world.

Chen Huai'an did not expect the other party to be so direct, asking about the spirit spring water as soon as they met.

The location of the spiritual spring water is inside his purple gourd space. Even if he were to tell the other party, no one would believe him, let alone if he didn't want to.

"Senior brother, what are you saying? I don't know what you mean by the location of the spiritual spring." Chen Huai'an was completely confused.

"You little rascal, are you trying to get me to take action?" Wang Tong sneered, determined to teach this guy a lesson.

Wang Tong walked towards Chen Huai'an step by step.

Chen Huai'an, on the other hand, looked wary, his fists clenched tightly, with a protruding stone in his palm—a weapon he had been searching for on the road to retaliate.

"Kid, I'll give you one last chance. Will you talk or not?" Wang Tong had been a disciple of Chen Huai'an before him, so he didn't take Chen Huai'an, a new disciple, seriously at all.

Before taking action, he had inquired about the guy and found out that he wasn't a good talent; he was just a useless person with mixed spiritual roots of the five elements. He didn't know how someone like that could have joined the Qingyun Sect.

He could crush such a piece of trash with one hand.

He cultivated for over a year at the Miscellaneous Service Peak of Qingyun Sect. He had already opened up six main meridians, eight collateral meridians, and dozens of smaller meridians, making his physical body incredibly powerful.

"I'll talk, I'll talk, will you let me go if I tell you?" Chen Huai'an pretended to be very scared when the other person approached.

"They said they wouldn't let you off the hook, so you have to take me with you." Wang Tong didn't expect Chen Huai'an to be so sensible.

"It's dangerous there, and I don't dare go near it. Let me tell you. I have a map. I'll give it to you, and I hope you'll let me go and not cause me any more trouble." Chen Huai'an reached into his pocket as he spoke.

Wang Tong then strode towards Chen Huai'an.

Just as Wang Tong was two meters away from Chen Huai'an, Chen Huai'an suddenly launched an attack, smashing a sharp stone directly at Wang Tong's face.

Wang Tong reacted quickly, waving his hand to block, and then kicked Chen Huai'an in the abdomen.

"Ah! Kid, you actually dared to hurt me! I'll kill you today!" Wang Tong's forehead was bleeding. If he hadn't blocked it, Chen Huai'an's rock would have crushed him to death.

Wang Tong was injured, and Chen Huai'an was not faring well either. His opponent kicked him in the abdomen. He bent over to reduce some of the force, but a violent force still made his abdomen churn violently.

One had a bleeding forehead, and the other had fallen into the bushes. It was clear to anyone with eyes that Wang Tong had suffered a great loss at Chen Huai'an's hands.

Despite the pain, Wang Tong lunged at Chen Huai'an. Chen Huai'an neither dodged nor avoided him; his calmness was almost frightening. He knew that things had escalated to this point, and it was either him or Chen Huai'an who would die.

After a series of tests, he realized that Wang Tong was not an invincible force.

Even Chen Huai'an hadn't expected that his progress in just two days of cultivation would be so great.

The other person had been cultivating for over a year, while he had only been cultivating for a few days.

He needs time, enough time for him to grow rapidly.

Wang Tong's eyes were filled with resentment. He had been careless and had fallen into this guy's trap. He reached down to his leg and found the dagger he always carried.

"Die!" The moment Wang Tong made his move, Chen Huai'an saw the other man reach for his weapon. He roared angrily, then kicked the man in the stomach and continued to smash the stone toward the man's head.

Wang Tong had no choice but to change his tactics to defend himself, punching Chen Huai'an in the chest. To avoid a kick from Chen Huai'an, he tilted his head forward and pulled his abdomen back.

Wang Tong had seriously underestimated Chen Huai'an. This guy was practically insane, fighting like a madman, trading blows for blows, and then another rock smashed into his forehead.

Wang Tong was hit hard for the second time. His head was spinning and he couldn't get the dagger from his leg. Before he could react, Chen Huai'an smashed a stone at his forehead again.

At this moment, Wang Tong's face was stained crimson with blood, making him look like a vengeful ghost. His counterattack had no strategy and was just a haphazard defense.

Chen Huai'an, on the other hand, aimed for the head and delivered a series of powerful blows.

Although Wang Tong's counterattacks were completely disorganized, the opponent's strength was undeniable, and each of his counterattacks was capable of injuring Chen Huai'an.

In this battle, it's either you or me who dies.

Chen Huai'an coughed up blood, but he persevered entirely through sheer grit and determination.

"If you want me dead, I'll kill you first." Wang Tong collapsed to the ground, exhausted. Chen Huai'an pounced on him, continuing to attack relentlessly.

Chen Huai'an was exhausted when he lay on the ground, panting heavily.

Wang Tong, who was not far away, had been smashed beyond recognition and was dead beyond dead.

"I killed someone, I actually killed someone." After recovering, Chen Huai'an was a little scared, but also a little excited.

"I need to destroy the evidence. I can't let anyone know I killed this guy." After a brief period of fear and panic, Chen Huai'an's first thought was how to destroy the evidence.

Chen Huai'an considered burning the body or burying it, but he quickly rejected the idea.

A skilled constable can deduce things from the slightest clues at the scene, let alone now that he is exhausted and injured, he can neither set fire to the place nor bury the body.

"My gourd has enough space. If only I could put this corpse into my space first, and then slowly figure out how to deal with it." Chen Huai'an frowned as he looked at Wang Tong's corpse.

Destroying a body and covering up the evidence is a headache.