Chapter 150 Acting Within the Rules

Under the cover of night, a giant white peacock hovered in the air, its radiant light seemingly distorting space, making it impossible for the torrential rain to get close. “Now that a wild medicinal herb has been discovered, why don’t the elders of the ancestral court transplant it?” a strange bird asked.

The white peacock shook its head and said, “Human intervention will cause the strange blood in their bodies to disappear, probably due to the special nature of the Divine Plains.”

It’s related to the overall environment.

In the rain, inside the tall building, Qin Ming was surrounded by the fragrance of medicine. He felt as if he had drunk fine wine, and his internal organs were filled with a rosy glow and flowing mist.

A phantom image of a fire-breathing unicorn.

He was deeply surprised; just now, amidst the crimson blood, he had actually seen…

“Tracing the lineage of the Fire-Scaled Lion, could it be a terrifying, god-like creature?”

He ignored all of that and absorbed all the refined medicinal essence into his body, as if he were consuming a elixir of immortality, which significantly enhanced the activity within his flesh and blood!

Qin Ming stood up and observed the changes in himself. The improvement in his foundation made him clearly feel that this was actually expanding the upper limit of his future.

He felt incredibly satisfied, and a look of joy appeared on his face.

“There are many strange creatures in the outside world, but I haven’t seen any of them develop strange blood. Could it be related to the environment of this vast plain?” Qin Ming guessed.

At this moment, he realized even more that the ancestral temples of great religions, ancient families with thousands of years of history, secluded places, and esoteric Buddhism were unfathomable and must have harvested extraordinary blood.

Before this, Qin Ming had never been in contact with anyone.

He thought of Cui Chongxuan, whom he had met at Mount Luofu when he was not yet an extraordinary person and was using the Six Imperial Heart Sutra to nourish his physical body.

Before long, Cui Chongxuan had already entered this field and was expected to become a core disciple of the Six Emperors.

“A single drop of rare blood consumed Black Roc’s entire fortune; it must be incredibly precious. I watched it refine five rare herbs; that must be…”

“Less gold? Moreover, the increase isn’t exaggerated; in fact, it’s quite limited. Ordinary people simply can’t afford it!”

In terms of cost-effectiveness, a single type of extraordinary bloodline could increase his initial strength by nearly thirty jin. This is a cost-benefit ratio that ordinary people simply cannot accept.

However, the ancestral temple of the great religion and the family with a thousand-year history believe it is well worth it.

Because, in their eyes, the number thirty is not measured in kilograms, but is seen as a potential value for the future.

A rare bloodline might allow a boy who is close to being an extraordinary being to step into that realm and gain greater benefits during his ninth rebirth, which is also his final transformation.

Because only extraordinary individuals can be reborn nine times!

The term “prodigy” was coined because of the extraordinary improvement he achieved during his final rebirth, distinguishing him from ordinary people.

Qin Ming noticed that the medicinal effects of the strange blood seemed to be diminishing for him. “Throat, everything has its limits!” he sighed.

He ultimately underestimated the rarity of rare blood. Every time he refined a rare blood, it meant that an elder of the Six Imperial Ancestral Court was “harvested” by him.

The miraculous medicine is still in its infancy, and the elders cannot use it now, but if we nurture it, it may be able to prolong their lives in the future. Besides, who doesn’t have a favorite descendant or a disciple they value?

Qin Ming gazed at the rain and said, “I wonder if there are any other extraordinary beings in the other parts of the Divine Plains who have given birth to strange bloodlines.” Then, he turned around and asked, “Did you collect the jade iron arrow that I left in the Wolf Palace?”

“They’re all here!” The old donkey nodded hurriedly, terrified, because several old demons and the man from the God-like Society had all been killed.

Isn’t moving another one better? All the old brothers on the mountain have fallen, only this little brother is still alive!

Qin Ming practiced archery in the rain, focused and serious. The “Arrow Manual” opened up a whole new realm of archery for him, where wind, rain, thunder and other elements could be used to imbue the arrows with spirit and energy!

Originally a technique, the “Arrow Classic” elevates it to a higher level of artistic conception: wherever the mind thinks, the arrow will go, hitting the bullseye every time!

“I’ve already caught up with you just by practicing the archery techniques of the Wu family of Black and White Mountain.” Qin Ming felt that it was a waste of talent for the Archery Manual to fall into the hands of the Great Hedgehog. Now that he had obtained the complete Archery Manual, he naturally wanted to carry it forward.

The old donkey’s eyes changed. No wonder this human boy was as terrifying as a demon god, cultivating diligently every moment, rain or shine.

Qin Ming’s archery skills improved rapidly. He already possessed superb archery skills, and with the mastery of the secret formulas and special techniques, his progress was astonishing!

As for the hedgehog’s experiences and insights, they were all dross to him, completely discarded. He wasn’t being arrogant; it was simply the truth. So-called masterful humor is nothing more than this.

Just like before, the weasel also claimed to be the master of swordsmanship in this area, but it had practiced swordsmanship for one or two decades without mastering the sword control technique, while Qin Ming had already mastered it after obtaining the complete sword manual.

Even more difficult extraordinary skills, such as the Fire-Separating Scripture and the Golden Silkworm Scripture, were only obtained through handwritten copies, and he mastered those profound techniques in a very short time.

Afterwards, Qin Ming went to practice the “Blazing Sun Sword Scripture,” which was also a unique skill. He felt that the number two figure in the Divine Society practiced it too crudely.

Once one has truly mastered a certain level of skill, the sword in one’s hand should be like the blazing sun, capable of illuminating all directions and vanquishing demons across the eight wastelands! But in that man’s hand, the heavy sword merely carried a flame, far removed from the blazing sun, a qualitative difference indeed.

After obtaining the “Blazing Sun Sword Manual,” Qin Ming naturally discarded its worthless insights and experiences, allowing him to master it more quickly and become stronger.

Nowadays, only ancient books that contain the hard work and wisdom of the creators of the scriptures are worth his reference.

What he needed to understand was why the scriptures were created and the mental journey of that predecessor; nothing else was worth learning from.

Afterwards, Qin Mingyi went to study the incomplete version of the “Black Peng Sutra”.

The old donkey was shocked. In a daze, it seemed to see its elder brother transform into human form, traversing the torrential rain. That fierce aura, terrifying claw techniques, and swift movements made it tremble with fear.

After absorbing the essence of the strange blood and practicing the Arrow Sutra and the Blazing Sun Sword Technique, Qin Ming worked up a sweat, felt refreshed, and was in a great mood, but he was also a little hungry.

He instructed, “Roast the black roc and taste what roc meat tastes like.”

Upon hearing this, Lü Chongxiao’s entire donkey went numb. Was he supposed to personally barbecue his older brother?! Late at night, the building was filled with a rich aroma. After carefully tasting the meat, Qin Ming thought the hedgehog meat was quite good, the fire-scale lion meat was not so great, being slightly fishy and sour, while the roc meat and sparrow wings were fragrant after being roasted.

But his favorite is still the donkey meat in the iron pot, which is tender and chewy, and suits his taste perfectly.

It wasn’t that he wanted to “discard the donkey after it has served its purpose,” but rather that the old donkey had always harbored a desire to see revenge. A gentleman takes his revenge even after three hundred years; how could he tolerate this? It had endured for a century, slaughtering the descendants of its former master. This time, it encouraged itself, thinking that three hundred years later, even a human’s youthful lifespan would be…

When all was lost, he went to kill his sons and heirs.

Qin Ming had already spiritually resonated with its intense emotional fluctuations, so he naturally decided to send it on its way.

“So much demon flesh and blood, I can’t possibly eat it all by myself, what a waste!” He didn’t go to notify the villages to collect the meat, because this was in human territory, traveling was quite dangerous, and he was likely to be retaliated against by the monsters afterward.

Most importantly, the frontier areas of the Great Opening-up are sparsely populated and the fertile fields cultivated by the border people are extremely rich in produce. If it weren’t for the demon attacks in recent years, this place would be very livable.

“I’m pioneering!” Qin Ming realized that he had already exceeded the requirements of this test by venturing into the demon realm and slaying countless ancient demons.

A shadow fell over him when he thought about these things.

The Black Roc, Fire-Scaled Lion, Silver Wolf King, and other demons ambushed and killed him. Humans had delivered messages for them. Could this be related to the Six Imperial Ancestral Court? After all, they were in charge of the local assessment.

If he saw any trace of the Six Emperors, he wanted to flee immediately, subdue a bird demon, and travel alone.

However, the journey home of 40,000 li is quite long, and the endless, dark land is fraught with dangers. Ordinary birds of prey simply cannot cross it, and they are easily hunted by unknown creatures along the way.

Qin Ming carefully considered the matter and concluded that the basic rules of the Six Imperial Ancestral Court still existed. (Reading and searching for information at the Xiuting Pavilion)

If someone could cover up the whole thing and cause a major problem, they could just kill him; he wouldn’t survive.

Qin Ming breathed a sigh of relief. After eating and drinking his fill, he set off in the heavy rain.

Lightning tore through the night, and torrential rain covered the entire plain. In the boundless forest, rain splashed everywhere, shrouded in a thin layer of mist.

In the rainy night, Qin Ming resembled a banished immortal, carried by a green mist. Stepping on the grass and trees, he traversed vast distances with each step. His entire body was enveloped in green light, ethereal and almost otherworldly. The essence of the Wood element across the entire plain was at his disposal, engulfing him.

As Qin Ming traveled, he not only did not feel tired, but also had the spiritual medicine of Yi Wood entering his body, and the essence of mountains, rivers and plants constantly purifying his flesh and spirit.

After the battle at Black Peng Mountain, he took four kinds of miraculous medicines, which truly extended his lifespan, increased his potential, and enhanced his strength. Having tasted the benefits, he decided to strike again.

This time, his target is the leader of the Godlike Society!

Incidentally, he wanted to find out whether the Six Emperors were involved in this matter. “We’ve arrived!”

It was only fifty li away. Qin Ming quickly arrived by harnessing the essence of Yi wood. The verdant clouds and the fresh vitality of the plants lifted him up, making him appear exceptionally ethereal and otherworldly.

A towering mountain stood before them, the stronghold of the Divine Alliance. Normally, no one dared to provoke it; it was an extremely dangerous area.

Qin Ming climbed the mountain silently. There were beasts, bird demons, and humans here, a complex mix. The leader of this organization deep in the Night Fog World was a “godlike creature,” and he didn’t know its original intention in creating the organization.

That night, at the stronghold of the Godlike Society, a torrential downpour raged on the mountaintop, and one after another, unusual bolts of lightning struck down, causing a cliff to collapse and boulders to tumble.

Many members were shocked. What happened?

As the crimson lightning flashed, why were figures seen moving about, seemingly engaged in battle? It was the boss fighting a bloody battle!

Demons rushed up, and humans also reached the summit, but soon screams erupted.

Qin Ming struggled greatly in this battle. He had been observing in secret for a long time and only made his move to hunt down the leader of the Godlike Society after confirming the level of his strength.

Unexpectedly, this person was even more capable than I had imagined.

Because he came from a prestigious family, from the Five Elements Palace, but was a disgraced disciple who had long since rebelled against the great sect that was famous throughout the Night Mist World. This person was named Sun Teng, and had already stepped into the realm of Outer Saints for many years, mastering more than one top-notch extraordinary skill, the most proficient of which was the “Withering and Flourishing Scripture”.

He could not only absorb the essence of the plants and trees on this plain, but also comprehend the changes of Yin and Yang from the cycle of withering and flourishing, making him extremely powerful. He used the changes of withering and flourishing to conceal his own aura, causing Qin Ming to misjudge him.

Qin Ming used the Overlord’s Legacy as his core, taking advantage of the unusually extreme atmosphere of the night to summon wind and thunder to obliterate his opponent. However, Sun Teng, having comprehended the Yin-Yang transformation of the “Withering and Flourishing Scripture,” actually managed to neutralize some of the lightning with the two energies of Yin and Yang.

If Qin Ming hadn’t refined four rare medicines at Black Peng Mountain to enhance his potential and strength, he and Sun Teng would have been evenly matched tonight, with the outcome uncertain.

At this moment, the mountaintop was a mess, the ground had long since collapsed, there were many scorched areas, and many bodies lay lying there, all of them members of the God-like Society. Some died from lightning, and some were killed by Qin Ming with his mutton-fat jade iron knife.

“It’s a pity he didn’t obtain the top-tier martial art ‘The Scripture of Withering and Flourishing.’ Sun Teng’s will is as hard as iron; no wonder he achieved such success.” He sighed softly, quite regretfully.

Such werewolves are completely emotionless, possessing incredibly strong willpower. “The great sects are so wealthy; their direct disciples are not lacking in extraordinary feats.”

Qin Ming learned here that he was exposed because he had invited a fellow cultivator to kill the Silver Wolf King on the Divine Plains, and was then betrayed.

He was somewhat lost in thought. He had even helped that person slay a demon, but instead of being grateful, the other party gave him this “gift”.

Qin Ming found the man inside the body on the mountaintop; he had already been cleaved in two by Qin Ming’s blade. “We can’t investigate any further; this matter ends here!”

Qin Ming took off his tattered “strips of cloth,” searched around the area, changed into a brand new set of clothes, and then rode away on the essence of Yi wood, his sleeves fluttering, like an immortal on his journey.

The next day, Zhou Tao, an elder of the Six Imperial Ancestral Court, rode a raptor and personally arrived at the Divine Plains to inquire of the white peacock high in the sky. “The time is almost up. Have any unexpected events occurred? Is everything proceeding according to the rules?” He was very polite to the white peacock.

They regard him as a senior.

Because the opponent is really very strong!

The giant white peacock nodded and said, “Something has happened, and it involves Elder Zhou as well.” “Oh, what happened?” Zhou Tao became serious.

The white peacock informed us: “Elder Zhou, your rare medicine has been harvested. Not only that, but other wild herbs discovered by the elders of the ancestral court have also been picked.”

“What?! Who’s breaking the rules?!” Zhou Tao raised his voice.

The white peacock said, “One of the youths, acting according to the rules, uprooted several rare herbs.”

(There’s more to come!)