Chapter 128

Whoosh—!

Surging demonic Qi spilled out, with strands of black demonic Qi appearing like dancing demon dragons.

But in the center of the black demonic Qi, a golden light appeared, gradually becoming dazzling.

Dong—! A bell chime rang out in the void, and a humanoid phantom emitted golden light, its long hair appearing as if covered in a layer of magma-like golden light.

The next instant, both the golden light and the demonic Qi converged abruptly.

Qin Jiang opened his eyes suddenly, one pitch-black as ink, the other dazzling as the sun.

Two completely different forces surged within his body, yet they could perfectly fuse together.

"God Demon True Canon, God and Demon as one; good thoughts become God, evil thoughts become Demon. It is truly an evil technique."

He whispered to himself. Even if he were not a Divine Martial Artist, he definitely had the power to suppress ordinary Divine Martial Artists now.

Looking at the panel, the compatibility had reached a terrifying 98%, which gave him the illusion that he could merge with the world at any time.

No, it wasn't an illusion. If he had truly followed that feeling and merged with the world just now, he would have truly disappeared from this world.

It was somewhat similar to the Buddhist 'Nirvana' or the Daoist 'Ascension to Immortality'.

After regulating his breath for a moment, he looked at the bottom of the panel. There were over three hundred potential points left, which was clearly insufficient to push the God Demon True Canon to the perfect realm. It seems he must visit those other two Ancient Yu Dynasty ruins as soon as possible.

"Potential, add points: God Demon True Canon."

【God Demon True Canon (First Layer) (1/9000) 【98%】, experience points +29999】

【God Demon True Canon (Fourth Layer) (1/12000) 【98%】】

【Potential points: 42.1】

The demonic Qi and golden light surged for a moment before slowly merging into Qin Jiang's body.

Standing up, he walked out of the underground secret chamber and arrived in the courtyard. Xu Yanran was wearing an apron and cooking in the kitchen, while Xiaobai was stealing food from time to time on the side.

Walking into the kitchen, Xiaobai jumped in fright, stuffed the piece of meat in his hand into his mouth, and swallowed it directly, then pretended to be nonchalant and walked to the side to pick vegetables.

Moreover, if he consumed too much while having Martial Fate added, he would fall into a period of weakness.

There was no help for it; the flesh and blood of the Great Demon brought back this time was truly difficult to handle. Even though Xu Yanran was already a Secret Martial Artist, it still took a lot of effort.

Qin Jiang looked at this heartwarming scene and felt a bit dazed; what he had wanted when he first arrived in this world seemed to have been realized without him noticing.

"Brother Qin?" Xu Yanran spoke, filled with a bit of doubt.

"Ah? Oh! Right, I just came back since there was nothing going on. Where is Ajie? Why don't I see her?" Qin Jiang laughed.

Upon hearing this, Xu Yanran's expression changed slightly, with a feeling of wanting to laugh but not daring to be too presumptuous.

"Cough cough, Xiao Jiang, I'm here."

A voice came from the corner. Qin Jiang looked over—well, where did this big black mouse come from?

Oh~ it's Ajie.

He saw Qin Hong with a face full of soot, and even her clothes were stained with black ash. She was scrubbing with lard soap, her gaze appearing somewhat awkward.

"Ajie, what are you doing?" Qin Jiang asked with some amusement.

All along, Qin Hong's image had been that of a woman who manages the household, and she had never been this disheveled before.

Even when she was rescued from the Wang family dungeon that night, Qin Hong had never had this kind of demeanor.

"Uh, nothing, it's just that I didn't control my strength well just now and accidentally blew up the stove," Qin Hong turned her head away and said somewhat embarrassedly.

Heaven have mercy, she had only accidentally used her previous strength to put half of her power into the stove to drive the fire, but who would have thought that this pot couldn't withstand it and exploded all at once.

"Alright, Ajie, take your time washing," Qin Jiang laughed.

He looked at Xu Yanran, "Is there anything you need my help with?"

Xu Yanran picked up the ladle, thought for a moment, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, "Just help me eat it all clean later; I made a bit too much today."

"Hahaha! No problem!" Swallowing the last mouthful of meat soup, Qin Jiang lay back, leaning on Xu Yanran's lap, and patted his stomach with satisfaction.

Xiaobai was tidying up the table, and Xu Yanran gently pressed her hands onto his temples to knead them.

With his eyes closed slightly, Qin Jiang's breathing gradually became steady. Xu Yanran couldn't help but smile; actually, it wouldn't be bad if it stayed like this forever.

The next day, outside Ning'an City, Monan Mountain Range.

Qin Jiang stood on the peak of the mountain range; to the south was a lush green forest, and to the north was an endless desert.

This was his destination this time, the Black Scorpion Desert, known as the Ocean of Sand.

Looking at the foot of the mountain range, he jumped down directly and fell toward a small human town there.

A moment later, Qin Jiang walked through the small town. Every part of the streets and houses was covered with a layer of pale yellow; looking closely, one could see that they were tiny grains of yellow sand.

His gaze scanned the area, looking for a guide to walk through the desert.

The place he was going to this time was a place called Feilong City, but he didn't have a map, so he could only rely on these guides to lead the way.

There was no other way; sandstorms appeared in the Black Scorpion Desert from time to time, and so-called route maps were useless.

The map drawn today would be completely different tomorrow after a sandstorm.

Of course, the main reason was that this Black Scorpion Desert seemed to possess a mysterious power; only under the guidance of a local guide could one reach Feilong City.

Merchants had once refused to believe it and ended up getting lost in the desert, only returning to the small town months later.

Not only did they lose all their goods, but the number of people in the caravan had also decreased by two-thirds.

Afterward, although some people still refused to believe it, most people dared not disbelieve; this was a lesson written in blood.

After walking for a while, Qin Jiang's gaze landed on an inn beside the street: the Black Scorpion Inn.

After thinking for a moment, he walked straight over and pushed the door open to enter.

Whoosh~ A wave of heat surged into the inn as he pushed the door open.

"Damn! Where did this brat come from! Don't you know the rules!"

"Close the door, close the door! Damn it! What the hell!"

Cursing voices rang out. Two burly men in animal skins turned their heads while holding wine glasses, glaring at the entrance of the inn.

The moment they saw that sturdy figure, their heads became clear, and cold sweat broke out.

It was as if in their eyes, the person who walked in was not a human, but a man-eating monster!

The cursing stopped abruptly. Qin Jiang closed the wooden door with his hand and scanned the crowd, carrying a heavy sense of oppression.

This was not intentional on his part, but after he became a Secret Martial Artist, his body no longer belonged to the category of ordinary people.

This is the oppression from the essence of life, just like a subordinate obeying a superior.

He didn't bother with them; in his eyes, these people were no different from the weeds on the side of the road.

Walking to the counter, the innkeeper was a young woman. Although she was dressed simply, it was hard to hide her beauty, and she had a plump sense of beauty.

"Guest, I am the innkeeper here, Huanhuan. What would you like?"

Huanhuan's body pressed lightly against the counter, possessing a unique temptation.

Qin Jiang sat down and took a sip of the strong liquor he picked up casually. He hadn't expected that this innkeeper was actually a Grandmaster-level expert.

But thinking about it, it was normal; the Black Scorpion Desert was almost the territory of demons. To be able to open an inn in this small town, it was impossible without some strength.

It's just that he didn't know what a Grandmaster was after by lowering herself to stay here; if it were Ning'an County, she could live very comfortably in any city.

"I want to go to Feilong City; find me a guide."

(End of chapter)