Chapter 700: Earth Snake and Qi Sword

This brat truly deserves death; if not for his reliance on numbers, this seat would not have compromised.

Fellow Daoist, you've followed this seat for a long time; shouldn't you come out now?

Mu Long Dao Long halted, gripped the hilt, turned, and fixed his gaze on a certain direction.

His eyes turned cold, staring fixedly at the darkness ahead, Tian Xin Dao Ren slowly stepped out.

Fellow Daoist, don't panic; I'm not here to cause you trouble." Tian Xin Dao Ren said with a smile: "I've come to cooperate with you. I presume you also dislike that brat Chen Chuyang. I can help you take him down—what do you think?"

Chen Chuyang?" Mu Long Dao Long wondered: "Isn't he the Tian Xin Dao Ren of the Heavenly Heart Sect? So his name is Chen Chuyang.

Tian Xin Dao Ren's pupils widened; for a moment he couldn't recover, staring at Mu Long Dao Long. His expression didn't look like he was lying, so it must be that brat Chen Chuyang is using his name—how absurd.

Suddenly, Tian Xin Dao Ren exploded with rage, his whole body trembling violently.

Fellow Daoist, I am the true Tian Xin Dao Ren of the Heavenly Heart Sect; he is merely Chen Chuyang of Longshe Shan—is that what he told you?

He gritted his teeth, unable to vent; Tian Xin Dao Ren longed to beat Chen Chuyang senseless— that brat keeps making enemies for him, utterly ridiculous.

Mu Long Dao Long came to his senses, realizing he'd been deceived; seeing Tian Xin Dao Ren's fury and then himself, he knew he'd been tricked— that brat nearly fooled him, and if Tian Xin Dao Ren hadn't followed, wouldn't that have been the case?

Upon this thought, Mu Long Dao Long's expression turned grim; he fixed his gaze on Tian Xin Dao Ren and gritted his teeth: 'Are you really Tian Xin Dao Ren?'

Tian Xin Dao Ren said firmly: 'If you doubt me, you can seek proof; I believe most who enter this place know me.'

Understood—this is the true self.

Just from those words, Mu Long Dao Long believed eighty percent in his heart.

That Chen Chuyang is truly hateful.

Not only hateful, he's downright insane—this time he snatched the Mountain-Carrying Turtle; fellow Daoist, don't you want revenge?

Tian Xin Dao Ren stared at Mu Long Dao Long, gauging his reaction; Mu Long Dao Long snorted coldly and seethed: 'This debt must be settled; the grudge over the Mountain-Carrying Turtle—I will not let it rest.'

Heavenly Heart fellow Daoist, I agree to join forces.

Kill that brat and those around him—I will devour them.

Hearing this, Tian Xin Dao Ren was beside himself with excitement— that brat is exactly what he wants.

The angrier Mu Long Dao Long grew, the happier he became; with the two of them joining forces, aside from anything else, inside the Qihuang Bao Ku they could basically walk sideways.

A mere Chen Chuyang cannot obstruct them.

However." Mu Long Dao Long shifted his tone.

The urgent task is to find the soul of the first-generation Qihuang, destroy it, then take the spirit veins and other treasures from the Qihuang Bao Ku, lest they fall into others' hands.

Mu Long Dao Long also took a liking to the treasures inside the Qihuang Bao Ku; his heart was moved.

He had thought this world held nothing of value, but upon entering, he realized he was mistaken.

Spirit veins, or any other treasures—he wants them all.

Tian Xin Dao Ren narrowed his eyes, pondered briefly, then nodded: 'All right.'

I can give the spirit veins to you, fellow Daoist; the rest, I want half.

Since we're cooperating, we ought to agree beforehand to avoid unnecessary disputes later.

Mu Long Dao Long fixed a hard stare on Tian Xin Dao Ren; after a while he laughed: 'All right.'

They shook hands, sealing the cooperation.

Their alliance was thus complete.

Another corner of the Qihuang Bao Ku.

At the foot of a towering mountain, two figures met.

A handsome young man with stars in his eyes, hands clasped behind his back, stared at the figure before him; Qi Jian looked down and said: 'You've followed me this long—still not coming out?'

Qi Jian, sword in hand, stared at the ground; that blade could pierce the earth at any moment.

Underground, the soil churned as a figure slowly emerged.

His body writhed, gradually coalescing into a human shape.

A strangely appearing middle-aged man, his pupils vertical, gave the impression of a poisonous snake rather than a human.

Those sinister eyes made Qi Jian dislike him; a flash of disgust flickered in his gaze.

"Neither human nor demon, the way of human-demon—hum."

The middle-aged man wasn't angry; instead, he laughed heartily.

"Hahaha, indeed it is the bloodline of the Qi Family—you must have come from Tianwai, right?"

"Youngster of the Qi Family, your bloodline aura is strong; I like it very much."

The middle-aged man's laughter was eerily strange; as he laughed, his mouth began to split open—utterly terrifying.

Qi Jian pointed at him: 'Hmph, who are you?'

The person before him gave him a strange feeling—seemingly familiar yet unfamiliar at the same time.

In short, he didn't like this person.

Yet this person bluntly stated his origin: the Qi Family bloodline, unique to them; aside from the Qi Family, hardly anyone could recognize it.

In this world, no one knows their bloodline, nor could they recognize it.

Aside from the Qi Family's bloodline that entered this world long ago, this person before us—looks like it.

"Are you that person from back then?"

Qi Jian asked hesitantly; the middle-aged man laughed.

"That person—he's buried right here."

The middle-aged man pointed at the ground: 'This is the grave, his tomb.'

"The Qi Family bloodline is truly extraordinary, kid—you're no ordinary disciple among them, are you?"

Qi Jian stared coldly, not wishing to speak, only wanting to kill the man before him.

His origin, his purpose—he would not reveal them.

Anyone who recognizes their own identity must die.

The middle-aged man saw Qi Jian's thought and coldly said: "How? You want to kill me? You can't kill me."

"Rather than killing me, it would be better to join forces; your goal is none other than the soul of the First Generation Qihuang, right?"

"You want to take him back to the Qi Family to restart research on the secret of how he has survived so long."

The First Generation Qihuang has remained alive.

This secret is not really a secret.

The people of the Qi Family are naturally interested.

The Qi Family's bloodline causes their lifespans not to be long; at the very least, no one has lived as long as the First Generation Qihuang.

Bring him back, study the secret of how the First Generation Qihuang has survived so long, and the Qi Family can also... benefit.

"I can help you, but before that, you need to kill others."

"Those people are not easy to deal with; whether they are from Tianwai or of this world, they are not weak."

"Your strength may not be enough to kill them."

In a one-on-one fight, neither of them has confidence.

Joining forces might be the best solution.

Qi Jian set his face, staring at the middle-aged man.

"Just you?" Qi Jian sneered: "A sneaky rat, unworthy to be my friend."

The middle-aged man's aura emanated, and in an instant Qi Jian's expression changed.

"You..."

"I agree with your proposal."

Qi Jian changed his mind.

The middle-aged man extended his hand: "Very well, I am the Earth Snake; you may also call me the Old Ancestor."

Qi Jian coldly extended his hand: "Qi Family, Qi Jian."

They shook hands, and the two exchanged a smile.