Chapter 107: Profit in Chaos

Hum!

Just as several Foundation Establishment cultivators faced off.

Above Qingyang Marketplace, a crimson light barrier suddenly appeared, enveloping the entire Second-Rank Water Veil Azure Array.

This crimson barrier was clearly another highly sophisticated Second-Rank array, and a powerful spiritual force immediately spread outward.

Countless strange runes swam within the crimson barrier like tiny fish.

Boom!

The crimson array launched its assault—four dazzling magical attacks erupted simultaneously from the four cardinal directions.

Crack! The Second-Rank Water Veil Azure Array of Qingyang Marketplace shattered like broken glass, crumbling instantly.

Bang! As the final magical strike hit, the defense array that had protected Qingyang Marketplace for years dissolved completely.

“Who are you?”

“It’s an array breaking an array! A high-rank array master!”

The terrifying aura above the sky caused everyone in the marketplace to look upward.

The light barrier vanished, revealing a tall black-robed cultivator wearing a Buddha mask, his body surging with demonic energy, hovering in midair.

He gazed silently down at the ground below.

“It’s the demonic cultivator Lin Zi!”

“Even this demon has come!”

“This is bad!”

The next moment.

Lin Zi moved—several black streaks slashed from his hands, piercing through everything, cutting the cultivators below who were fighting over the token into bloody chunks.

He reached out and seized the final Dragon Token, pulling it into his grasp.

Lin Zi did not linger; he vanished into the horizon as a black streak of light.

From his entry, array destruction, to stealing the Dragon Token, it took only an instant.

All factions were still unresponsive.

In an instant.

Someone shouted loudly:

“The last token has been taken by Lin Zi—now all tokens are gathered.”

“He’s definitely heading for the ruins.”

“But without our tokens, he can’t enter.”

“He must be going to the ruins—let’s all go after him!”

At this cry, many sect and family forces launched their magical artifacts and chased after Lin Zi.

Next.

The most authentic scene of the cultivation world began to unfold.

As the cultivators from several major sects and clans departed,

and with the marketplace’s defense array gone,

countless cultivators from scattered factions and underworld groups revealed their most vile natures, beginning to loot and plunder.

Just like the bandits at the start.

“Fuck, who threw the last Dragon Token into the sky?”

“I swear I’ll kill him!”

“It was the elder Gu from Lingyu Sect.”

“Yes, yes, it was him—I saw it clearly!”

“Good! First, kill the Lingyu Sect people!”

Instantly, the forces remaining in Qingyang Marketplace turned their weapons against Lingyu Sect’s cultivators and began slaughtering them.

…

Thick smoke rolled through Qingyang Marketplace, flames shot into the sky, looting, smashing, burning, shouts, curses, and wails rose and fell in chaos.

Qin Ming judged the moment right, activated his Spirit Light Flying Shuttle, and flew toward the direction where Lin Zi and others had gone.

He trailed far behind the sect cultivators.

He flew south for a full day and night.

Suddenly.

Before Qin Ming’s eyes appeared a vast plain, at its center a massive pit several li across.

It was shrouded in a gray, hazy mist.

A casual probe with spiritual sense would be sucked in.

Around the pit lay shattered ancient ruins.

At this moment,

cultivators from seven major sects and clans had gathered nearby, and Lin Zi stood at the pit’s edge.

Even Lei Yuanzong had sent dozens of cultivators; the seven factions subtly deferred to them as leaders.

Qin Ming extended his spiritual sense, scanning the surroundings—he noticed many minor sect cultivators hiding in the shadows, waiting to profit from the chaos.

At that moment,

Lin Zi flew upward and embedded the three tokens he held into a massive stone stele at the pit’s edge.

As he finished,

members of several sects followed Lin Zi’s example, embedding their tokens into the stele one by one.

Until the final token was placed.

Boom! Roar~ A spectral dragon’s shadow roared from the stele, shooting into the mist within the pit and vanishing instantly.

In an instant,

the earth trembled.

The mist dispersed; a golden light surged skyward, the runes faded, and within the pit emerged a majestic underground palace.

All cultivators present fixed their gazes upon it.

Each breathed heavily, hearts pounding with excitement.

Suddenly,

Lin Zi leapt forward, flying straight into the palace. Before leaving, he channeled magic power to shout down at the crowd: “Hahaha!”

“You useless fools—Lingyu Sect’s Yuwen Hong secretly broke through to Golden Core at the Third-Rank Spirit Vein, and you didn’t even know!”

“And now you all rush here for opportunities.”

“When he completes his breakthrough to Golden Core,”

“it will be the death date for all your sects and clans.”

At these words, Lei Yuanzong’s cultivators and the seven factions froze, stunned.

“Is he lying?”

“What a demonic scoundrel—daring to sow discord!”

“Yuwen Hong is only Foundation Establishment stage one—how could he possibly reach full cultivation for Golden Core?”

Lin Zi chuckled, “Hmph! You fools—who told you Yuwen Hong was only Foundation Establishment stage one? Lingyu Sect concealed his talent—he’s a Metal Heavenly Spirit Root cultivator.”

“My information is reliable—I have no interest in arguing with you. Believe it or not, his breakthrough is likely within these two days.”

With that, he ignored the reactions of the sect cultivators and flew into the underground palace.

On the ground,

the leaders of the major sects hesitated.

“Better to believe it than to ignore it.”

“If true, Lingyu Sect’s ambitions are enormous—we must send word back to our sects immediately.”

Lei Yuanzong’s cultivators wore grim expressions.

If Lin Zi spoke truth, Lingyu Sect would rise utterly.

As Wei Kingdom’s undisputed top sect, Lei Yuanzong could not bear to see this happen.

The other sects were thrown into disarray.

They all rushed to transmit this shocking news back to their own sects.

Qin Ming watched from afar, frowning inwardly: Lin Zi truly has an informant within Lingyu Sect—he knows even this most secret information.

Then,

most of Lei Yuanzong’s and the seven factions’ cultivators turned and flew toward the Third-Rank Spirit Vein.

Only a few entered the ancient ruins’ underground palace.

Qin Ming saw the moment was right.

He activated his Spirit Light Flying Shuttle and flew in another direction.

After a stick of incense burned,

following the directions on the beast-skin map, he arrived before a massive waterfall.

He then released his spiritual sense, scanning behind the waterfall.

He found no anomalies whatsoever.

Qin Ming immediately threw the beast-skin map into the air, fixed it midair, and pointed with magic power.

The animal hide seemed to be pulled by some kind of force.

It halted midway through the waterfall, then emitted a golden light screen that settled over the cascade.

Instantly, a twisted spatial entrance appeared.

Qin Ming’s expression brightened; he swiftly darted into it and retrieved the animal hide.

The twisted spatial entrance closed rapidly, returning to its original state.

Qin Ming felt a sudden dizziness and was instantly transported to some interior location of the ruin.

When he regained his senses and looked closely, he found this place was a medicinal garden two mu in size!

Yet no spiritual herbs were planted within.

The garden held over a dozen stone pedestals, each topped with a glowing barrier.

The three innermost barriers were the largest—black, purple, and blue—with the strongest radiance.

The items inside must surely be the finest.

Even with his spiritual sense, Qin Ming could not discern what lay within.

“It must be some peculiar restriction.”

He struck the barriers with all his strength, but they showed no reaction whatsoever.

Qin Ming circled the stone pedestals and pulled out the two animal hides.

In an instant,

a complex rune ignited upon the hide, resonating faintly with one of the glowing orbs on a pedestal.

It was the purple barrier—the strongest of the three.

Qin Ming waved the hide forward; the rune sank into the barrier.

The restriction vanished instantly, revealing the item inside: a scroll of animal-skin scripture.

Qin Ming’s heart surged with excitement; he reached out and seized it.

He flipped it open and glanced briefly.

“It’s truly the later cultivation method of the Hundred Treasures Glass Scripture!”

“It contains not only a Foundation Establishment body refinement technique, but one that can be cultivated all the way to Foundation Establishment peak!”

He beamed with joy; having experienced the overwhelming power such techniques granted, he could hardly resist their allure.

Next, he picked up the other map-like animal hide.

He tested each barrier in turn; when he approached the third, the blue barrier,

it reacted again.

The barrier vanished, revealing a jade vial emitting astonishing spiritual resonance.

Qin Ming uncorked the vial and leaned in to look—his eyes widened.

Inside lay a frozen cluster of blue flame.

“It’s a Heavenly and Earthly Spiritual Fire!”

(End of Chapter)