Warning! A hidden dragon has emerged!

Whoosh!

A sharp, piercing sound tore through the air!

Qin Quan led Zhang Qingshun to the edge of the cliff in an instant.

The natural cave on the cliff face, with its outline resembling a human ear, has wisps of pure spiritual energy emanating from its entrance, making it particularly conspicuous in the island shrouded in demonic energy.

"Mr. Qin, could this be the legendary treasure-hunting paradise of Penglai?"

Zhang Qingshun's eyes suddenly lit up, and he asked in a low voice.

"Possibly."

Qin Quan nodded. "This place was sealed layer upon layer, and its location was extremely hidden. It has remained undiscovered for so many years. Now that the Demon Lord has been destroyed, all the ancient array seals on the island have become ineffective, and the secret that has been sealed for thousands of years has finally been revealed."

"I see."

Zhang Qingshun understood instantly.

The protective array of the three islands of Penglai has been passed down for thousands of years, containing countless hidden barriers. Over the years, many of these barriers have been forgotten by the descendants of the sects.

This is also why Qin Quan did not inquire about the disciples of Penglai.

"Let's go in and take a look!"

Without further hesitation, the two stepped into the cave.

With all the restrictions broken, the interior of the cave was now fully exposed.

The scattered spirit stones shimmered with light, and various ancient magical artifacts were piled up in a staggered manner, exuding a rich and pure spiritual energy that was overwhelming.

Zhang Qingshun's gaze swept quickly across the entire area before he rushed towards the deepest part of the cave.

"Mr. Qin, look here!"

In the center of the cave stands an ancient stone altar, upon which hangs a long steel sword, its blade gleaming softly.

Hanging on the stone wall behind is an old scroll painting depicting a woman in a flowing red dress.

Her eyes and brows were lively and her beauty was unparalleled.

The moment Qin Quan looked up.

Clang!

A clear, resounding sword cry suddenly exploded, echoing throughout the entire cave!

The longsword on the offering platform trembled violently, its light surging, and a crimson figure burst forth from the sword, landing steadily on the ground.

The woman was wearing a long red dress, and her features were exactly the same as those of the woman in the portrait.

She casually sat on the offering table, crossed her legs, and looked Qin Quan up and down with a lively gaze.

"Pure Yang Body? You're a disciple of Penglai?"

Qin Quan bowed respectfully, "Senior, you must be the sword spirit of this sword, right?"

"Wow, the little guy has quite a good eye."

The woman in red leaped off the altar, her figure as light as a butterfly. Like a curious cat, she approached Qin Quan, sniffing him and carefully probing his aura.

"Bone age of twenty-three, Golden Core cultivation level, with nine Golden Cores formed within his body, and they are the legendary top-grade Golden Cores..."

A hint of approval flashed in her eyes, "This generation of disciples from Penglai is truly promising."

"You've misunderstood, senior."

Qin Quan spoke up at the right moment to correct him, "This junior is not a disciple of Penglai, but a person from Yuquan Temple on Ziyun Mountain."

These words were like a thunderclap, causing the woman in red to change her expression drastically. Her voice suddenly rose several octaves, and her face was filled with disbelief.

"Yuquan Temple? Don't they only accept female disciples and have never had male disciples? And you have a pure yang physique, aren't they afraid of you...?"

She frowned, muttered to herself in thought, and quickly flipped through the remaining memories in her mind.

"Yuquan Temple has a unique lineage, primarily based on initiation and transmission of the Dao. Successors do not need to undergo arduous cultivation; they can reach the Nascent Soul Realm in a single day..."

While she was thinking, she suddenly looked up, her eyes filled with surprise and doubt, and uttered a startling statement.

"You're so young, it's impossible for you to have cultivated to the Golden Core realm on your own. Could it be that you slept with all those female disciples and stole their cultivation?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Quan's expression stiffened slightly, completely taken aback by these wildly imaginative and outrageous words.

"Senior, please watch your words!"

He warned in a deep voice, a hint of coldness flashing across his eyes.

"Not asleep?"

The woman in red didn't take it to heart and remained stubbornly opinionated.

"Then how did you manage to cultivate nine top-grade Golden Cores at the age of twenty-three?"

She has lived for thousands of years, what storms hasn't she seen?

No matter how Qin Quan explained, she didn't believe him.

The respect in Qin Quan's eyes vanished completely, replaced by a chilling aura.

"Senior, I only showed you courtesy out of respect. But since you have repeatedly slandered my sect, don't blame me for turning ruthless!"

He could endure being wronged, but he would never allow anyone to tarnish his master and senior sister or desecrate Yuquan Temple.

Even if the other party is a remnant soul of a thousand years or an ancestor of Penglai, we will never tolerate it!

"Oh? You dare to give me attitude?"

The woman in red was also stirred up with pride.

She was Qingxuzi, the founder of the Penglai Immortal Sect.

A thousand years ago, knowing that he would not live much longer, he refined himself into a sword spirit and sealed it here.

Now, having just awakened, he was intimidated by a junior, and anger immediately welled up in his heart.

"I'd like to see just what makes the only male disciple of Yuquan Temple so capable that he dares to speak to me like that!"

As she finished speaking, she pointed her fingers into a sword shape and pointed it out from a distance!

Whoosh!

The Qingxu Sword on the altar was drawn from its sheath in response, transforming into a streak of azure light, carrying a terrifying sword aura, and slashing towards Qin Quan!

"Be careful!"

Qin Quan shoved Zhang Qingshun out of the cave, cutting off the battlefield.

With a thought, the Pure Yang Sword was drawn from its sheath, golden sword light shooting into the sky, directly clashing with the opponent's.

Clang!

The two sword lights collided with a deafening roar, sparks flying everywhere, shaking the heavens and the earth.

The violent ripples of spiritual energy, like an explosion, swept in all directions at a visible speed, slamming against the rock walls, sending dust flying and scattering fragments of rock.

The rocks beneath Qin Quan's feet cracked inch by inch, and his body was blasted back several steps by the powerful force, leaving his hands numb.

In contrast, Qingxuzi swayed slightly, took three steps back, and stood firmly, demonstrating his strength.

"The Pure Yang Sword... I never expected that the legendary weapon of Yuquan Temple would recognize you as its master."

The fighting spirit in Qingxuzi's eyes intensified, and his smile became chilling.

"Today, I will personally verify whether the pure Yang Daoist power of your Jade Spring Temple is more powerful, or the Pure Void Sword of my Penglai is superior!"

"You're nothing but a remnant soul, yet you dare to provoke me repeatedly? Do you really think I wouldn't dare to kill you!"

Qin Quan was furious!

Their fighting spirit soared to the heavens.

Wielding the Pure Yang Sword, he charged out once more!

The previous courtesy was out of respect for her status as a sage.

But this person is arrogant and conceited, unable to distinguish right from wrong, and has repeatedly insulted his master's school. Why should we show him any more mercy?

In her prime, she may have been all-powerful, but now she is just a wisp of a soul, her cultivation barely stuck at the late Golden Core stage.

What does Qin Quan have to fear?

"This little guy has quite a temper!"

Qingxuzi sneered, gripping the Qingxu Sword to meet the attack head-on. His swordplay was ancient and domineering, carrying the imposing aura accumulated over a thousand years, and each move was ruthless.

Clang clang!

Inside the cramped cave, two extreme sword lights clashed and fought fiercely!

Sword energy crisscrossed, and the sharp sword wind continuously cut through the rock wall, leaving dense, deep and shallow sword marks on the thousand-year-old stone wall.

The entire cave trembled violently, and the spiritual energy was chaotic and rampant.

At the beginning of their encounter, Qingxuzi, relying on his millennia of accumulated knowledge, displayed exquisite swordsmanship and firmly suppressed Qin Quan.

However, the longer it goes on, the more obvious the disadvantages become.

She was ultimately just a remnant soul, without a physical body to support her, without a source of spiritual power to replenish her, and only relying on her remaining strength to hold on.

After dozens of rounds, the soul gradually became ethereal and transparent, the spiritual power was rapidly depleted, and the sword momentum visibly weakened.

In contrast, Qin Quan's nine top-grade golden pills continuously output pure yang spiritual power, his physical body was at its peak, his combat strength was enduring, and he became more and more ferocious as the fight went on, with his sword momentum becoming increasingly domineering and intense.

With the tides of war turning, the tide of battle was completely reversed!

"Stop! Cease!"

Qingxuzi hurriedly sheathed his sword and retreated, calling out to stop, his face full of frustration.

"This isn't fair!"

She frowned and rebuked, "You have a complete physical body and nine top-grade golden pills that provide a continuous source of energy, while I only have a wisp of remnant soul left. My spiritual power diminishes with each use, so we cannot be compared."