Chen Mo had died.
His eyes were wide open, filled with despair and disbelief.
It seemed he couldn't accept that he had died at the hands of someone completely unrelated, without even fighting Mu Jinyu.
He had let down his master's high expectations of him!
With reluctance, he eventually took his last breath.
Mu Jinyu, watching Chen Mo die unwillingly, also felt at a loss for words.
This guy had clearly come to avenge his junior brother by finding and confronting him.
Yet, out of pride, he insisted on being the first to make a move against him and ended up fighting Qiu Bai, only to be outmatched and killed by him in the end.
Had he traveled all this distance just to show Mu Jinyu how he would die?
Oh, and also, to inadvertently give him a magic treasure.
Mu Jinyu casually picked up the Leopard Gall Sword Pill that had flown to his feet with Chen Mo's death and toyed with it carelessly.
"Huff... Wheeze..."
Qiu Bai's muscles relaxed after forcefully ending Chen Mo's life with a punch, and he stood there, sweating profusely, panting heavily.
The murderous intent in his eyes dissipated as he looked at the motionless body of Chen Mo, his gaze empty and gradually filling with fear and regret.
'I was impulsive...' he mentally lamented.
If Chen Mo had merely been a Sixth Layer Divine Realm martial artist, killing him wouldn't have been an issue. But behind this guy stood Ye Wushuang, the seventh-ranked powerhouse in the Divine Rankings.
His disciple was able to fight on par with him, forcing him to use a devastating killing move that hurt himself as much as the enemy in order to settle the fight; this suggested how terrible Ye Wushuang's power must be.
He had killed Chen Mo in a rush to bring Mu Jinyu to make the elixir to save someone, and Ye Wushuang certainly wouldn't let him off the hook.
Thus, Qiu Bai was a bit regretful; he shouldn't have been so impetuous and killed Chen Mo with one punch. A severe injury would have resulted in the same outcome.
'Well, what's done is done, regret is useless. If the Dragon King really could concoct the elixir and revive the master, then Ye Wushuang, no matter how formidable, wasn't worth worrying about,' Qiu Bai consoled himself inwardly.
Mu Jinyu fiddled with the Leopard Gall Sword Pill for a bit and discovered that the craftsmanship wasn't particularly impressive. It didn't compare to the Dragon Bone Bracelet, let alone the Nine-Eyed Pellet Drum, so he lost interest and tossed it to Qiu Bai, saying, "Here, your spoils of war."
Qiu Bai was stunned for a moment, instinctively catching the Leopard Gall Sword Pill, and after a moment's realization, he felt a mix of laughter and tears.
The Leopard Gall Sword Pill was a magic treasure after all, truly a valuable item. Had he found it in an ancient ruin, he would indeed be happy, but it was obtained by killing Chen Mo, and he vaguely remembered it was probably Ye Wushuang's personal sword. Consequently, it wasn't a good item at all, but a hot potato.
However, the man was already killed, and throwing away the Leopard Gall Sword now would be meaningless, merely a case of burying one's head in the sand. After some thought, Qiu Bai still gripped the Leopard Gall Sword Pill tightly.
Mu Jinyu said, "You should adjust your condition first, then we can proceed."
"Alright," Qiu Bai agreed immediately upon hearing Mu Jinyu's words.
He looked at Mu Jinyu with surprise in his eyes.
Qiu Bai had thought Mu Jinyu would take advantage of the fact that he had just fought Chen Mo and wasn't in good condition to attack and fight him, which would increase his chances of winning.
However, Mu Jinyu wasn't planning to take advantage of someone in a weakened state but openly allowed him to adjust himself before their fight.
This was unexpected for Qiu Bai, and it made him feel less resentment towards Mu Jinyu.
After a deep look at Mu Jinyu, Qiu Bai sat down cross-legged and began circulating his Qi to recover.
His fight with Chen Mo had been a full-force battle, with neither holding back, and his True Essence was significantly depleted. Fighting Mu Jinyu in such a state would likely not leave him much chance of victory.
Since that was the case, he openly adjusted his condition in front of Mu Jinyu.
After all, if Mu Jinyu really wanted to harm him, by harnessing the power of the formation, he could have easily erased him; there would be no need to coax him into regulating his breath and then taking the opportunity to strike.
"Boom boom!"
As soon as he started to practice cultivation and regulate his breath, Qiu Bai was terrified to discover that the spiritual energy from nature surging into his body was overwhelming, almost causing him, who was unprepared, to lose control and have his meridians burst!
Then he remembered that the spiritual energy around Yinlong Mountain was indeed dozens of times thicker than the outside world, no wonder this was happening.
If he were to cultivate and absorb spiritual energy outside, it could only be compared to a small stream flowing into his Dantian. In contrast, cultivating at Yinlong Mountain was like the mighty rivers of the Yangtze and Yellow rivers crashing down, easily capsizing him if he was not careful!
After a moment of panic, Qiu Bai quickly began to adjust the frequency and speed of absorbing spiritual energy, and suddenly the agonizing sensation that his meridians were about to burst was gone.
He felt somewhat helpless, never expecting that one day he would be frightened because there was too much spiritual energy.
Then, he put aside all distractions and began to immerse himself in the process.
In just a short while, he felt his depleted True Essence Power had been fully replenished!
Qiu Bai opened his eyes and estimated the time; it had only taken three minutes!
Unknown until calculated, he was shocked to find what would typically require at least thirty minutes to recover about ninety percent of his True Essence Power had taken merely three minutes to fully recover at Yinlong Mountain!
This uncontrollably gave rise to a terrifying thought in Qiu Bai to stay at Yinlong Mountain.
Really, once accustomed to the vast ocean-like concentration of spiritual energy at Yinlong Mountain, he feared that the thin spiritual energy of the outside world would not appeal to him at all, for it was too slow!
Qiu Bai suddenly had a thought, whether to deliberately lose to Mu Jinyu and serve under him?
Wouldn't that mean he could break through to the Advanced Divine Realm within a few years?
"No, no, the spiritual energy here is good, but saving the master is more important!"
Qiu Bai shook his head, casting aside the wavering thoughts from his mind.
"Dragon King, I've recovered my breath, we can start now, right?"
Qiu Bai's gaze regained its firmness as he spoke to Mu Jinyu in a deep tone.
"Hmm, come on!"
Mu Jinyu was still sitting lazily atop the Shennong Cauldron, speaking in an unconcerned manner.
Seeing Mu Jinyu's indifferent attitude, Qiu Bai was extremely irritated.
This guy didn't take him seriously at all, speaking to him as if he were a grown-up addressing a child.
"No offense taken!"
A flash of ferocity in Qiu Bai's eyes, he bellowed and his entire body burst into a dazzling golden light, making him look as if he had turned into a golden statue.
Afterward, Qiu Bai rushed towards Mu Jinyu and threw a punch at him.
"Go!"
Mu Jinyu paid no attention to Qiu Bai. As Qiu Bai made his move, Mu Jinyu still sat on the Shennong Cauldron, lazily crossing his legs. Then, with a pinch of his left hand, the Dragon Bite Tail Bracelet on his wrist loosened its grip, leaving his wrist and taking flight, swelling in the wind!
In no time, it turned into a three-meter-long Bone Whip that lashed straight towards Qiu Bai!
"Snap!"
A crisp lash echoed, and the splendid golden light radiating from Qiu Bai's body was harshly scattered by Mu Jinyu's Bone Whip, sending him flying backward, vomiting blood!
"Bang!!"
Qiu Bai crashed heavily to the ground, his body twitching slightly, his face pale as death, bleeding from every orifice, with a deep and bone-exposing wound from the whip on his back, nearly breaking him in half!