Gurulu.

Tiancan swallowed, sweat silently seeping from his back.

One more time!

Just one more heavy blow, and he would certainly die.

"Wait!! There must be some kind of misunderstanding here! We should..."

Whoosh!!

Before he could finish speaking, a grayish-white three-pointed halberd, as thick as his head, suddenly slashed past his side and slammed into the black earth.

A deafening boom echoed as the ground caved in, exploding as if hit by a shell, leaving behind a crater three meters wide and five meters deep.

The blade of the three-pointed halberd, as wide as his torso, was plunged into the ground beside Tiancan, the terrifying air currents swirling around him, almost causing him to lose his balance.

But no matter what, Tiancan knew he had to express his stance and goodwill as quickly as possible.

Regardless of whether the other party would be questioned by his master afterward for killing him, he didn't want to die at this moment!

He didn't want to die because of a mere Ouyang family!

The cold, grayish-white halberd remained motionless.

White mist swirled around as Li Cheng颐's massive white figure slowly approached Tiancan.

His half-human, half-deer form, the ferocious bone armor covering his entire body, was a full meter thick. Coupled with the sharp, enormous antlers on his head, every step he took caused the ground to tremble.

At this moment, his weight alone was probably hundreds of tons.

"It seems it was all a misunderstanding." Li Cheng颐 lowered his head, gently approaching Tiancan, his pale golden dragon eyes reaching the same height as the other's eyes.

"I knew it, how could a mere Ouyang family be worth Tiancan-daren risking his life to this extent? It just doesn't make sense..."

"." A forced, ugly smile appeared on Tiancan's blood-red face. "Throughout the entire Shaoyin Kingdom, there are very few who can directly achieve Rong Ling (Soul Fusion) as a True Qi martial artist and pioneer a new generation of bloodline families. Wang-xiong being able to achieve this can be said to be due to a talent and aptitude far surpassing ordinary people. It is worthy of celebration!"

"I have a question." Having roughly gauged his level of strength, Li Cheng颐 didn't continue to attack, choosing to stop while he was ahead.

He didn't have any deep-seated hatred for Qu Lingfu's Yin Gods (Netherworld Gods). Killing the other party twice was enough to settle the previous offense against him.

More importantly, it was Yin Yue Zhenren's (Nethermoon Immortal's) attitude.

He simply had a fight with an Yin God. Based on the Fu Jun's (Prefect's) usual way of handling things, he wouldn't say much.

Even if an Yin God was severely injured outside, he wouldn't pay any attention to it upon their return. Even killing those from the Ouyang family could be considered within the scope of personal grievances.

As long as it didn't affect civilians or disrupt the stability of the city, it wouldn't be a big problem.

But if he were to completely kill an Yin God, Yin Yue Zhenren would inevitably come forward to lead the retaliation.

And right now, he didn't intend to completely fall out with Qu Lingfu.

With these thoughts flashing through his mind, Li Cheng颐 asked his question.

"There are quite a few people in the country who have reached the Zhen Qi Rong Ling (True Qi Soul Fusion) realm, right? Why are they so quiet and inactive?"

Rong Ling (Soul Fusion) meant fusing the soul of the True Seal, which was also the level of fusing Ke Yin (Engravings). So reaching this realm meant that True Qi was fusing with bloodlines, beginning to step into the level of bloodline martial artists.

If that was the case, why was the other party so surprised just now?

Shouldn't there be many examples like him?

". There are many. In a Fu (Prefecture) city, after accumulating for many years, there are still about ten or so people. It's just that the strength of the bloodline after Zhen Qi Rong Ling (True Qi Soul Fusion) is determined by the level and total amount of Zhen Qi, as well as the degree of fusion with the soul of the Zhen Yin (True Seal). Their fusion is far less powerful than yours." Tiancan quickly replied.

Li Cheng颐's huge mouth was right beside him. This guy, including his bone armor and antlers, his head alone was as big as most of his body.

He was afraid that the other party would get upset and turn around and bite him.

Hearing this, Li Cheng颐 vaguely understood.

Other Rong Ling (Soul Fusion) Zhen Qi martial artists should have a low base strength, and their Rong Ling (Soul Fusion) was only one Ke Yin (Engraving), which couldn't compare with his fusion of two Ke Yin (Engravings).

Moreover, he should be considered a three Ke Yin (Engraving) martial artist if he counted his first giant force Ke Yin (Engraving).

These so-called Blood Essences were more like higher-level bloodline True Qi rather than Blood Essences.

"Then the second question, how strong is the Fu Jun (Prefect)? How much stronger than you?"

This question seemed to stump Tiancan. He was stunned for a moment, then a forced smile appeared on his face.

"I I also"

"Let me answer that question."

Suddenly, two figures flew over from the distance.

This place was only tens of kilometers away from Qu Lingfu. For ordinary people, it might be considered far, but for experts like them who traveled at the speed of sound, it was only a moment's journey.

The two figures landed lightly, spreading out and landing in the empty space to the right of Li Cheng颐 and Tiancan.

They were none other than Yun Shan and Qiu Ming, the two great Yin Gods (Netherworld Gods) who had just arrived from the city.

The two were somewhat surprised when faced with the massive deer-man who was over fifteen meters tall at this time.

Generally, even Blood Essence martial artists with a taller Rong Ling (Soul Fusion) True Seal state wouldn't exceed ten meters. Only a few talented and special individuals like Li Cheng颐 could reach fifteen meters.

But the two only showed a slight surprise before steadying themselves.

It was Qiu Ming who spoke.

She glanced at the brainless Tiancan. This guy was actually standing obediently in place, his eyes darting around, but his body didn't dare to move.

He had obviously been beaten into submission.

Although Tiancan lacked a few brain cells, he did have talent. Otherwise, the teacher wouldn't have specially tailored a divine skill for him in order to fully exploit his rare bloodline advantages.

In terms of strength, among the four of them, only Yun Shan could contend with him.

But now, this guy had been beaten into submission?

Curious, Qiu Ming's gaze fell on Li Cheng颐.

"First time meeting, my name is Qiu Ming, and he is Yun Shan. Since you are an official of our Qu Lingfu, you must recognize us. Without further ado, if you want to know the Fu Jun's (Prefect's) strength, why not return to the city and wait half a day?"

She smiled, and a rare hint of gentleness appeared on her withered, skin-and-bone face.

"You were born and raised in our Qu Lingfu and are a talented first-generation bloodline martial artist. The teacher will be very pleased to see you."

In this chaotic, highly toxic, murderous, oppressive, and slave-filled country, strength was everything.

Just like how the National Preceptor suppressed everything, Yin Yue Zhenren also used force to suppress everything.

In fact, he didn't care much about the city's situation. As long as civilians didn't die or flee in large numbers, as long as the overall situation was stable, he would let things be.

As for minor matters such as the extermination of families in the city, they were like cicada chirps outside the window to him, not worth mentioning.

But Wang Yichen's appearance was more than just a cicada chirp.

The potential, talent, and martial power he displayed were enough to impact the entire Qu Lingfu.

He could reach such a height by developing on his own, so if he was carefully nurtured...

Qiu Ming could almost foresee the teacher's joy after learning about this.

A top genius like Wang Yichen would be the apple of anyone's eye in any other Fu (Prefecture) city.

As long as he could be protected and cultivated to be powerful, the power of Qu Lingfu would surely increase severalfold in the future!

The relationship between master and disciple and family was the most reliable connection in this chaotic era.

Watching Li Cheng頤's hesitant eyes, Qiu Ming and Yun Shan waited quietly, waiting for him to make a decision.

They had done some research on this Wang Yichen before they came. The martial arts he practiced were simply a non-grade simple martial art and a black-level non-lethal martial art. The Zhen Qi he cultivated was mainly for healing and recovery.

But they didn't expect that he would be so powerful after Rong Ling (Soul Fusion)...

They had never seen that kind of half-human, half-deer Rong Ling (Soul Fusion) True Seal state in the records of various schools and factions.

"Actually, I was forced to do so..." After a long silence, Li Cheng頤 finally spoke slowly.

His body rapidly shrunk, enveloped in white smoke. In less than a few seconds, he walked out of the white smoke, returning to his normal two-meter-tall form.

"The Ouyang family suppressed my Wang family and bullied my brothers. My father and sister also had frequent accidents. Driven by anger, I retaliated against them..."

"There's no need to say more. To the teacher, it's all meaningless." Qiu Ming smiled slightly.

"Why?" Li Cheng頤 frowned.

"Why?" Qiu Ming laughed. "With your talent and strength, whether you are right or wrong, you are right."

"That's right. The teacher doesn't care about these things. If you are strong, talented, and beneficial to the overall situation, then you are correct, you are justice." Yun Shan nodded in agreement.

"If that's the case, wouldn't it lead to a situation where the Fu Jun's (Prefect's) subordinates would resort to any means to gain strength? Anyway, those who have been harmed have no value anymore..." Li Cheng頤 asked, puzzled.

"No, once such a situation occurs, the harm it brings by disrupting order and rules is far greater than this person's small improvement." Qiu Ming shook her head. "Such a person won't survive a moment under the teacher's command. After all, if all disciples rely on harming their fellow disciples to improve themselves, wouldn't the overall strength of the entire sect decline drastically? Even if one or two of the strongest who survive by means are left behind, what's the use? Can you expect such a person to take action to save the overall situation when the sect is attacked?"

".That makes sense." Li Cheng頤 nodded.

"Since you agree, let's go then. The teacher will arrive in half a day. If you want to know the teacher's strength, try it yourself." Qiu Ming couldn't help but laugh.

Tiancan's expression was strange, but because the three-pointed halberd had been held against his neck just now, he didn't dare to speak.

At this time, Li Cheng颐 retracted his Rong Ling (Soul Fusion) True Seal state, and his weapon naturally dissipated. He breathed a long sigh of relief, returning to his normal state and dispelling the True Seal state.

Seeing that Yun Shan and Qiu Ming both valued Li Cheng颐 so much, he began to feel dissatisfied again.

If he could cultivate the Dragon Silk Ten Transformations to a higher level... He wouldn't have lost that battle just now. As long as he shed his skin once more, his Blood Essence would surge, and his strength would definitely increase greatly. At that time...

"If you think you can fight the master, then you are greatly mistaken." At this time, he felt like he was capable again. Moreover, with two fellow disciples present, the other party would never dare to attack him at will again.

"The teacher fought with the National Preceptor more than a hundred years ago. Because he lost three moves, he was forced to promise to defend Qu Lingfu for hundreds of years. Even the National Preceptor, an invincible person, only lost three moves, do you think you..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Li Cheng颐's gaze shift and fall on him. He immediately felt a jump in his heart and quickly shut his mouth.

This was like a student caught cheating in class by the teacher. His body stiffened, and he stood motionless with a rigid expression.

Seeing him like this, Yun Shan and Qiu Ming couldn't help but laugh.

"Let's go, let's go back to the city first. Otherwise, Guangdu He alone probably can't control the situation." Qiu Ming suggested.

"No need, the three adults should return first. I have to go to my main family's place. Xinmeng Town was attacked by Huang Gutin (Yellow Bone Pavilion). Now that my father has died in battle and my sister is missing, this matter must be settled no matter what!" Li Cheng颐 said in a deep voice.

(End of this chapter)