Chapter 175: Transforming the Lingdao

Above the sky.

The phantom of the blood-colored giant ape dissipated, revealing the figure of a burly man with a tangled beard, radiating a terrifying aura.

'Sigh~ This is not good! I've drawn too much attention.'

'Fortunately, I consumed the Hundred Illusions Pill; no one knows who I am.'

'Of all places for Linghu Yang to strike, why did he have to aim at me?'

'Wei Wuya is also something else; to actually chicken out at such a critical moment.'

'Otherwise, I wouldn't have needed to intervene.'

For a moment, the scene fell deathly silent.

Qin Ming could feel everyone's gaze converging upon him, and he immediately felt somewhat annoyed.

The myriad cultivators gazed at him, each revealing eyes filled with awe and terror.

In the Immortal Realm, strength has always been supreme; defeating Linghu Yang so easily was sufficient proof of his terrifying cultivation power, and he feared this would stir up another great storm in the Immortal Realm.

"Cough!"

Qin Ming raised his hand and coughed lightly; disregarding the crowd's gazes, he directly transformed into a streak of blood-colored fleeing light and vanished instantly, departing this place of trouble.

Up to this point, Qin Ming had gained a clearer understanding of his own strength; within the Foundation Establishment realm, there should rarely be any opponent capable of matching him.

Following the departure of the burly man with the tangled beard.

Whoosh! Upon Forbidden Purple Ridge, an uproar of noisy discussion erupted.

"Too strong!"

"Who exactly was that burly cultivator just now?"

"With just one punch, he easily broke the spell that even Wei Wuya dared not accept, and furthermore defeated Linghu Yang!"

"He appears to be a body-refining cultivator; what a powerful and domineering body-refining technique!"

"How is it that this old man observes him to be at early Foundation Establishment? Could he be hiding his cultivation?"

"That must be it; you cannot discern the cultivation of a body-refiner."

"This person is absolutely extraordinary; he likely ranks among the top three Foundation Establishment cultivators in the Wei State Immortal Realm."

"Hahaha! We came to watch Wei Wuya and Linghu Yang decide the victor, yet unexpectedly a third party crashed the party midway; how satisfying!"

"After this battle, this person will likely become famous throughout the world."

Amidst the crowd, the late-stage Qi Refining cultivator whom Qin Ming had previously caught to ask for directions trembled uncontrollably in both legs, struggling to swallow a mouthful of saliva, "Fortunately, I was quick-witted; otherwise, if that punch had landed on me, I'm afraid not even dregs would remain."

"It's actually him!"

"Fellow Daoist Long!!!"

Han Lin from the Cloud Fire Pavilion in Fangcun Mountain Market had also come; after all, since Wei Wuya, the eldest disciple of Lei Yuanzong, was engaging in a duel, he still needed to bring people to watch and cheer.

Yet he never expected that the person who had just displayed such divine might was none other than Fellow Daoist Long, who had purchased the formation array from him not long ago.

For a moment, he was completely stunned.

"What? Fellow Daoist Long?"

"Shopkeeper Han, do you know this person?"

"Quickly, tell us the details carefully."

"..."

On the other side, Qin Ming, having transformed into the burly man with the tangled beard, once again mounted his Yin Yi Shuangfeng and sped toward Moon Gazing Island with wind-swift velocity.

After another half-day or so, Qin Ming wound his way back to the vicinity of Moon Gazing Lake.

He restored his original appearance, activated the Mist Illusion Realm, and then flew back onto Moon Gazing Island.

The members of the Wu family also noticed Qin Ming's return and greeted him one after another.

After landing on the island, Qin Ming summoned Wu Jiang over and, with a grave expression, told him, "Alas! Fellow Daoist Wu! On this trip out, I have learned another piece of unfavorable news."

Upon hearing this, an ugly expression appeared on Wu Jiang's face.

Because whenever Fellow Daoist Qin spoke in this manner, some major incident was inevitably about to occur.

Even though Wu Jiang had mentally prepared himself, Qin Ming's next sentence still caused him to lose his composure.

"A beast tide is approaching! Moreover, its scale is unprecedentedly massive, and our Immortal Realm of the spiritual energy Archipelago will surely be affected."

"For the sake of safety, you should bring your clansmen from Bai Yandao over to Moon Gazing Island." After speaking, Qin Ming patted Wu Jiang on the shoulder.

"..."

Wu Jiang's face was filled with bitterness, and his heart was a mix of complex emotions; he did not even know how many times his entire clan had been forced to relocate.

Bai Yandao had only just been rebuilt and repaired after the ravages of war, yet unexpectedly, a beast disaster was about to strike again... However, Fellow Daoist Qin's words basically required no questioning, so he could only comply.

Wu Jiang bowed his fists to Qin Ming, "Thank you for the notification, Fellow Daoist Qin; I will immediately go inform my clansmen."

Then he paused briefly, hesitating as he said, "By the way, if the scale of this beast disaster is even larger than before, then our Moon Gazing Island... will it?"

"Rest assured; after learning the news of the beast disaster, I have already purchased a third-tier formation array."

"With the protection of a third-tier great formation, plus the outer Mist Illusion Realm, even if a third-tier Beast King arrives, it will be unable to breach the island's defenses," Qin Ming said with a tone full of confidence, looking utterly composed.

Hearing this, Wu Jiang inhaled sharply through his teeth, exclaiming in shock, "A third-tier great formation!"

"That is excellent news!"

Beyond his shock, he felt mostly relief and joy; fortunately, he had latched onto Qin Ming's thigh early on.

Otherwise, the Wu family might have been obliterated under the impact of the beast tide. After receiving the news, Wu Jiang hurriedly returned to notify his clansmen.

"Phew~"

After returning to the island, Qin Ming took a tour of his spiritual fields to inspect the spiritual plants, and then released the Yin Yi Shuangfeng back.

His plan for the immediate future was to continue accelerating the maturation of that 【Spirit Vein Enhancement】 attribute on the Hualing Yao Cao.

Unfortunately, he no longer possessed the 【Space-Time Leaf】 trait; for the next two months, he would need to plant more low-grade spiritual flora to cultivate a few 【Ripening】 traits.

Subsequently.

Qin Ming retrieved that clump of 'Primal Breath Soil,' and the moment its dark luster appeared, even his nearby innate spiritual plant, the Everlasting Vine, reacted.

Clearly, it felt immense joy at the aura of the Primal Breath Soil.

Thus, he simply buried the Primal Breath Soil beneath the roots of the Everlasting Vine.

In an instant, a profound energy of heaven and earth emanated from the Breath Soil, spreading and diffusing through the spiritual soil of the entire island.

The nearby spiritual fields and spiritual soil seemed nourished by some force, growing like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

Even the Xun Wood Spiritual Soil beneath those two Hualing Yao Cao plants had doubled in size, expanding to an area of over two feet.

Although the spiritual fields on the Lingdao did not grow as rapidly as the Xun Wood Spiritual Soil, under the observation of Qin Ming's divine sense, he discovered they were also expanding outward at a slight pace.

He believed that with the accumulation of time, the area of his Moon-Watching Island would continue to grow larger.

Having completed these tasks, Qin Ming replanted over a hundred strains of low-grade spiritual flora within the medicine garden.

Next came the refining of pills.

He took out the Blood Bone pill formula and the Fiery Blood pill formula he had purchased, then studied them carefully for several days.

Once Qin Ming had mostly mastered them, he retrieved the flesh and blood of the Heavy-Eyed Demon Ape to begin refining pills.

For Qin Ming's current level of pill dao proficiency, the difficulty of refining these two types of spiritual pills was not particularly high.

After seven or eight days of continuous overnight refining, Qin Ming produced over ten bottles of Blood Bone Pills and more than twenty bottles of Fiery Blood Pills.

This was largely thanks to the massive quantity of flesh and blood from the Heavy-Eyed Demon Ape.

Such high-grade qi and blood pills; any single one placed outside would cause countless cultivators to compete fiercely for it.

Qin Ming pinched a scarlet-red Fiery Blood Pill, held it before his eyes to observe it carefully for a moment, and instantly, a rich force of qi and blood emanated from the pill, stirring Qin Ming's mind and spirit.

"This is the legendary miraculous pill that countless body-refining cultivators dream of obtaining: the second-grade, mid-tier Fiery Blood Pill!"

"Then let me taste it and see if it is truly as formidable as rumors claim."

Qin Ming hesitated no longer, opened his mouth, and swallowed the Fiery Blood Pill in his hand.

Boom! Suddenly, an extremely pure medicinal power dissolved within his body, surging wildly toward his limbs and bones.

Wave upon wave of overwhelming qi and blood force continuously scoured Qin Ming's physical body, transforming into strands of Primal True Qi that merged into his True Qi, making his Qi and Blood True Qi more condensed and advancing steadily toward the conditions required for the third transformation of True Qi Manifestation.

Several hours later.

After consuming one Fiery Blood Pill and one Blood Bone Pill, the qi and blood within Qin Ming's body surged greatly once again; cultivating at this pace...

... after finishing this batch of pills, he estimated he would soon be able to accumulate his Qi and Blood True Qi to the level of the third transformation.

Cultivation ended, Qin Ming exited his cave dwelling.

In the span of a few days, Wu Jiang had already brought the clansmen from Bai Yandao back to Moon-Watching Island and was now orderly assigning tasks.

Seeing Qin Ming emerge, Wu Jiang hurriedly said to him, "Fellow Daoist Qin, just as you predicted!"

"Just the night before last, a beast tide erupted in the Beast Cry Mountain Range, on a scale that was anything but small."

"Canghai Yunze Xiancheng and the nearby cultivation forces were the first to suffer the impact."

"Canghai Yunze Xiancheng fared relatively well, but the other forces were unfortunate; without the protection of third-grade great formations, they were nearly razed to the ground, and reportedly, the casualty rate was quite high."

Qin Ming displayed an expression of no surprise and nodded.

"It arrived truly quickly."

Seeing that Qin Ming showed no strong reaction, Wu Jiang, already accustomed to this, continued speaking: "According to the latest bulletin from the Seventy-Two San Alliance, the first wave of the beast disaster will not yet reach the Spirit Perch Archipelago."

"The San Alliance has jointly organized numerous spirit island families, intending to use Giant Ridge Island, Yellow Peak Island, Drum Wave Island, Kun Yuan Island, and other islands as a defensive front line, planning to unite every possible allied force to intercept the beast tide beyond the line and tide over this crisis together."

Qin Ming also roughly understood that the essence of this beast tide lay in the excessive variety of demonic beasts within the Beast Cry Mountain Range and their overly strong reproductive capabilities.

Those newly born high-grade demonic beasts had driven some demonic beast clans out from the inside out.

The Beast Cry Mountain Range was vast beyond measure.

Therefore, not only the Wei Kingdom Immortal Realm, but even the other three Immortal Realms of Yuan Kingdom, Liang Kingdom, and Jin Kingdom would all encounter this strongest beast disaster in history.

The beast herds driven out, in order to accelerate reproduction and acquire survival resources, would prioritize attacking the settlements of cultivators.

After all, the flesh and blood of ordinary mortals held little use for demonic beasts, but cultivators were different.

The flesh and blood of cultivators, nourished by spiritual qi, were extremely precious tonics for these desperate demonic beasts, like fireflies in the dark night.

"By the way, Fellow Daoist Qin, aside from matters concerning the beast disaster..."

"I have also obtained some extremely explosive news!" Wu Jiang paused here, deliberately building suspense.

A faint smile hung on Qin Ming's face as he casually asked, "What is it?"

"Cough! I heard that another formidable figure has emerged in the Wei Kingdom Immortal Realm, known as 'Daoist Long,' who recently displayed divine might at Purple Forbidden Ridge, easily defeating Linghu Yang, causing even Wu Wuya to retreat three she."

"Now, this person's great name has spread throughout the Immortal Realm; everywhere one goes, people discuss this topic; truly, his glory is boundless!"

Hearing this, the smile on Qin Ming's face instantly froze.

"..."

(End of Chapter)