With abundant resources just obtained, Ming Zhitian was eager to find a place to cultivate the Changsheng Jue and Yuqi Jue. "I need to leave for a while, and will meet up with you later, alright?"
Xiao Linglong was worried. "Be careful. Although I warned them just now, I can't guarantee no one will covet your treasures. Please take care."
Ming Zhitian nodded. "I will."
Ming Zhitian left Xiao Linglong and the others, using his keen senses to find a hidden cave entrance.
He crawled inside. It was just large enough for one person. He immediately began meditating, cultivating the "Changsheng Jue" and the "Yuqi Jue."
To accelerate his cultivation, Ming Zhitian began consuming the Hundred-Grade Pills he had just obtained from the Immortal King's primordial spirit, as if they were free.
After an unknown amount of time...
The "Changsheng Jue" reached the 140th layer! The "Yuqi Jue" reached the 40th layer!
Upon emerging, Ming Zhitian felt refreshed. He exhaled a breath of stale air, realizing that the Changsheng Jue possessed the ability to expel residual impurities and waste from elixirs.
This allowed him to better absorb the essence of the pills, thus eliminating their side effects.
When Ming Zhitian found Xiao Linglong again, a mysterious man in black had gained control of all the sect masters of the Four Directions Sect.
Everyone was slumped on the ground, powerless. Piao Dayu, the sect master of the Carp Leap Sect in the Five Cities of the Earth Sea, said, "You're from the Demonic Sect, aren't you? Only you scumbags from the Demonic Sect would use such a despicable and shameless smoke. If you know what's good for you, release this sect master. This sect master will overlook your unintentional offense..."
"Ah! My hand!"
In a fit of rage, the mysterious man severed one of his hands. "Shut up! Wan Lisenmu, Zhang Tianyue, Lanshan Huhai, and dozens of sect masters from the Five Cities of the Earth Sea are all in my grasp. What are you, a mere sect master, in comparison?!"
"If you have anything else to say, I'll take your head right off! Obey! Everyone line up! Let me examine who has the异血脉 (yi xue mai)."
"异血脉? What is that?"
Seeing the mysterious man's unquestionable gaze, everyone had no choice but to obediently follow orders, forming a straight line in an orderly fashion.
The mysterious man confirmed the so-called 异血脉 by touching their shoulders.
Just as Ming Zhitian was about to move closer to observe, his heel accidentally kicked a small stone.
The mysterious man immediately noticed him. "Who?! Come out!"
Ming Zhitian emerged from his position. The mysterious man looked at him in confusion. There were three possibilities: either this person cultivated poison techniques, was immune to all poisons, or had taken an antidote beforehand. Otherwise, it would be impossible to remain standing after being affected by the smoke.
The mysterious man, wearing gloves, pointed at him. "Who are you?"
Those who recognized him exclaimed in surprise, "Ming Zhitian?!"
Ming Zhitian smiled slightly. "Just a passing hero."
The mysterious man sneered. "Oh? So you're saying you, a mere cultivator at the first layer of the Alchemy Realm, want to play the hero?"
Ming Zhitian looked up at him. "First layer of the Wangtian Realm?"
The mysterious man smiled slightly. "My cultivation hasn't been suppressed. Surprised?"
Ming Zhitian scoffed internally. "You've merely taken a suppressing elixir. I don't believe you are only at the first layer of the Wangtian Realm."
The mysterious man's interest was piqued. "Oh? You have some substance. It seems your realm is not limited to this, and may even surpass that of a Sect Master."
Ming Zhitian said, "Leave, before I change my mind."
The mysterious man was taken aback. Wasn't this what he was supposed to say? How did this other person get to say it? "Kid, you're getting too bold. Be sensible and kneel down immediately, and I'll spare your life."
Ming Zhitian smiled slightly. "Since you refuse to leave, then stay."
He then summoned his profound-grade artifact, the Divine Sword! Using the sword as a fist, he fused his attacks and with one burst, lunged straight for the mysterious man's neck!
The mysterious man twisted his body and easily dodged. However, Ming Zhitian's move was a feint; he suddenly changed his stance and swept the sword across the mysterious man's thigh. The man reacted swiftly, sustaining only a superficial cut.