Cultivating Immortality: What kind of cheat can you use if you don't have money?

Chapter 34 Li Qingyi's Sword

At the Qingchi Immortal Sect, atop Luoyun Peak, a sea of ​​clouds surges.

Eight Purple Mansion Immortals sat at separate tables.

Before them, a mysterious water mirror formed from the essence of water clearly reflected the bloody scene on Qingxin Peak.

Jiang Yanxu looked at the displeased Master Ziyun with a half-smile, his tone tinged with sarcasm:

"Brother Ziyun, you, Qingchi and Zhengyang, have truly played a brilliant game of chess, deceiving everyone and scheming with unparalleled depth."

"Heh..." Master Ziyun's face was ashen as he let out a cold laugh.

He truly hadn't expected that the sect's long-planned scheme would fail at the last minute.

Which link in the chain went wrong?

Only the sect's higher-ups and True Person Minghao knew about this matter. Could it be that one of them has betrayed them?

Ziyun couldn't understand it.

Of the seven Purple Mansions present besides him, six were the leaders of the six surrounding sects, and the other was True Man Minghao, who had conspired with him.

The six sect leaders' auras intertwined, subtly pressing towards True Person Ziyun, creating a situation of coercion.

Jiang Yanxu sneered inwardly, 'If Han Feiyu hadn't gleaned a clue and reported it in time, we would have been kept in the dark.'

That day, he secretly contacted the other five sect leaders and revealed his suspicions.

They preferred to believe that such a shocking plot, which could potentially disrupt the balance, was real rather than not.

After much deliberation and combining the findings with fragments of ancient texts, the six people finally reached a conclusion.

Qingchi intends to use the bloodline of the entire Qin clan as a guide to refine the legendary "Heaven-Mending Pill," and then supplement it with a forbidden secret method to refine the "Ascension Pill," planning to forcibly create a Golden Core True Monarch.

He simply couldn't imagine what kind of situation their six major sects would be suppressed to if Qingchi produced another Golden Core cultivator.

This led to the scene today on Luoyun Peak where the six major Purple Mansions joined forces to exert pressure.

After a heated debate and a negotiation, the two sides reluctantly reached an agreement.

Regarding the matter of Qingxin Peak, everyone must rely on their own abilities. Each of the six sects must send one person to participate in the elixir-grabbing contest; this is Qingchi's bottom line.

However, a change occurred when a female cultivator at the Qi Refining stage suddenly appeared in the arena.

Master Ziyun immediately seized on this point and coldly questioned:

"What's the explanation for this woman? Could it be that the six fellow cultivators want to add one more person?"

Jiang Yanxu narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze sweeping over the unfamiliar woman's figure in the water mirror, and said calmly:

"This woman has nothing to do with our Six Sects. Perhaps other fellow practitioners have seen through your tricks and want a piece of the pie?"

For him, victory was simply thwarting the Qingchi Sect's plans.

After all, there was no one within the Six Sects who was related to the Qin family by blood, nor did they know what the so-called secret technique was.

Even if you manage to snatch the Heaven-Mending Pill, it's practically useless.

Now that someone is interfering and disrupting the situation, he is happy to see it happen.

However, inside the water mirror, the unfamiliar female cultivator was already in dire straits under the combined attack of the two spiritual treasures, causing Jiang Yanxu's heart to sink slightly.

According to the agreement, the ownership of the Heaven-Mending Pill will ultimately depend on who gets it first.

Minghao Zhenren, who had been observing silently, frowned more and more deeply.

He secretly calculated the secrets of heaven, but found that the woman was shrouded in a layer of mist, and he could not deduce her origins at all.

Seeing that his two disciples were gradually gaining control of the situation and cornering the troublemaking woman, Master Ziyun couldn't help but stroke his beard and laugh heartily, his voice shaking the clouds:

"Haha, it seems destiny has finally come to Qingchi! This farce should end!"

Jiang Yanxu's expression remained unchanged. He snorted coldly, his tone laced with sarcasm:

"Two against one, and still needing to rely on the power of two spiritual treasures, it's been a long and arduous battle. Ziyun, the disciple you taught is truly useless."

Master Ziyun's smile froze on his face, his face turning red and blue. He wanted to refute it, but found that it was true and was speechless for a moment.

Just then, Master Minghao suddenly let out a soft exclamation and pointed at the water mirror:

"Huh? Where did this little baby come from?"

Everyone looked intently and saw a young man dressed in green clothes walking along the mountain path towards the summit of Qingxin Peak.

……

At the summit of Qingxin Peak, the air thick with the stench of blood.

Qin Xiyue's robes were stained with blood, her face was pale, and her gaze was cold.

Faced with the two attackers, she managed to fight back using her past life experience and exquisite footwork, but the gap between her cultivation and external resources gradually made her powerless.

At this moment, the crimson array above their heads was operating at its maximum, with runes flashing wildly, drawing in the surrounding spiritual energy and life force, producing a booming sound that caused the wind and clouds to change color.

At the core of the formation, Qin Baisheng screamed in agony as his body twisted and deformed under the power of the formation.

He let out a desperate wail: "Kill...kill me!!!"

Chu Tianyang and Qin Ruoxi stared intently at Qin Xiyue, their eyes filled with disbelief.

One of them was at the fourth level of Qi Refining, and the other at the third level of Qi Refining. They also wielded low-grade spiritual treasures. Despite their combined efforts, they were delayed for so long by a woman who was only at the third level of Qi Refining.

This is an utter disgrace.

Chu Tianyang's anger had already reached its peak, and he roared:

"You can go die now!"

His magical power surged wildly, and the fire gourd in his hand shone brightly, spewing out raging flames that transformed into a torrent of fire that swept towards Qin Xiyue, who was already at her last gasp.

Qin Xiyue's magical power had long been exhausted, and she had no power to dodge this attack.

Her delicate body was struck hard by the raging flames, and she was sent flying backward, crashing heavily onto a cracked boulder with a muffled thud, sending fragments of rock flying everywhere.

"The preparations... are still not sufficient..."

She felt a sweet taste in her throat and spat out another mouthful of blood. She felt little resentment, only that she hadn't prepared enough.

Chu Tianyang looked at Qin Xiyue, who was lying on the ground, and a ferocious look of pleasure appeared on his face. The humiliation he had been suppressed earlier transformed into a violent killing intent:

"Let's see how you struggle now! Annihilate me, body and soul!"

He rapidly formed hand seals, pouring out all the remaining magical power within his body into the fire gourd.

Flames surged from the gourd's mouth, eventually coalescing into a fire dragon several tens of feet long, with distinct scales and prominent horns.

The fire dragon roared to the sky with a deafening roar, and with the force to burn mountains and boil seas, it pounced down on the weakened Qin Xiyue.

Qin Xiyue lay prone on the ground, her expression still calm. She did not close her eyes, but simply watched everything quietly, her pupils reflecting the flames of destruction.

At the critical moment!

Clang!

A clear, resonant sword cry suddenly echoed throughout the entire Qingxin Peak.

A streak of cyan sword light suddenly appeared from the direction of the mountain path, briefly tearing a crack in the blood-red sky that shrouded the peak.

The formidable fire dragon shattered from head to tail the moment it came into contact with the sword energy, turning into countless sparks that scattered and vanished.

The sword energy, still powerful, carved a deep trench in the ground.

A sudden gust of wind arose, scattering the smoke and dust.

A young man in blue robes approached with his hands behind his back, his steps unhurried, his robes fluttering in the swirling wind.

His expression was calm as his gaze swept across the entire room, finally settling on the heavily injured Qin Xiyue. He spoke softly:

"Fortunately, we made it in time."

Qin Ruoxi and Chu Tianyang's pupils suddenly contracted; the power of that sword strike had greatly shocked them.

Li Qingyi swayed slightly, then instantly appeared beside Qin Xiyue, bending down to gently help her up. "Are you alright?"

Qin Xiyue nodded and took out a pill from her storage bag and swallowed it.

"Focus on healing. Leave the rest to me," Li Qingyi said calmly.

Qin Xiyue nodded again, an indescribable sense of security quietly enveloping her tense mind.

This was a feeling she had never experienced in either of her two lifetimes.

Only then did Li Qingyi notice Qin Baisheng in the arena; his body was twisting and contorting, no longer resembling a human.

Looking at his appearance, a realization dawned on him; he feared that he too would be refined into a pill.

High in the sky, Ren Ziyu was locked in fierce combat with the black-robed Foundation Establishment cultivator, with the sounds of intense magical energy colliding constantly echoing.

Li Qingyi looked up at the sky filled with spiritual light and demonic energy. With his current cultivation level, he was not yet able to see through the details of the battle.

"Tell me... how do you want to die?"

Chu Tianyang snorted coldly, "With you?"

Li Qingyi smiled slightly and strode towards the center of the arena.

Qin Ruoxi and Chu Tianyang exchanged a glance, both seeing the resolute look in each other's eyes.

The two simultaneously activated their magical treasures, causing the Ice Feather and Fire Gourd to shine brightly, while the Ice Tornado and the Blazing Storm intertwined to form a web of destruction.

It enveloped Li Qingyi, its power even greater than when it attacked Qin Xiyue.

To everyone's surprise, Li Qingyi simply pointed her fingers like a sword and made a light, casual stroke.

Without a deafening roar, the massive net of destruction, interwoven with ice and fire, was instantly shattered by the sword energy.

The immense sword energy, undiminished in its power, slashed towards the two of them.

The two were unable to dodge in time and were instantly injured.

Blood spurted out from his shoulder instantly, and he staggered backward, his face drained of color, leaving only a look of horror.

How could he be so strong! Can this really be only at the fourth level of Qi Refining?

Qin Xiyue, who was circulating her internal energy to neutralize the medicinal effects, was also completely shocked by the sword strike.

"Is his 'Comprehensive Explanation of Swordsmanship' truly so extraordinary?"

Without wasting words, Li Qingyi pointed her sword repeatedly, unleashing countless sword energies towards the two of them.

The two were terrified and devised all sorts of ways to save their lives.

The protective jade talisman shattered one after another, and the spiritual light of the close-fitting precious clothes dimmed.

The two even used ice feathers and fire gourds to withstand the sword energy.

Unfortunately……

It's to no avail.

The two mid-grade spiritual treasures were covered with shocking cracks, and their spiritual power had been greatly diminished.

Both of them coughed up blood and their breaths became weak.

Wow, this man in blue is really too strong.

They couldn't understand why someone at the fourth level of Qi Refining could be so powerful without using any special treasures.

Ignoring the turmoil in their hearts, Li Qingyi had already arrived in front of Qin Baisheng, who was screaming in pain.

He looked at the distorted figure that was about to be completely swallowed by the great formation with indifferent eyes.