Chapter 219: The Dominant Daoist Long

Hearing this, Qin Ming thought that even the Heaven-Devouring Sky Rat said so, so it was almost certainly a good treasure.

With this thought, he had already made his decision.

Qin Ming turned and entered a deserted alley nearby, circulating the 'True Demon Illusion' from the 'Primordial Yacha Seed Demon True Scripture', transforming into a fierce-looking, curly-bearded burly man.

This was precisely the famous 'Daoist Long' of the Wei State Immortal Realm! Ever since he leaked the true news about the Beast Cry Mountain Range, even the circle of Jin Dan elders had begun to pay attention to him.

Alas, he was as elusive as a divine dragon showing only its head but not its tail, making it impossible to find any trace of him.

In front of the Feng family's talisman shop, Feng Sihai had already handed over half of the bronze mirror in his hand.

On the opposite side, Guan Mo's square face also revealed a satisfied expression; he felt quite proud, thinking that manipulating a Qi Refining family was as easy as pie.

He reached out his hand to receive it.

Feng Sihai's face showed bitterness; even though he was extremely unwilling in his heart, under these circumstances, he had to endure the pain of giving up his beloved item, losing a sum of spirit stones and suffering humiliation from the other party. At this moment, the cruel aspect of the weak being meat for the strong in the Immortal Realm was manifested vividly.

But just then! His peripheral vision caught a glimpse of a very familiar figure walking toward them from not far away.

The bitterness on Feng Sihai's face instantly turned into delight, and his hand, which had been extended halfway, immediately withdrew quickly.

The hand extended by Guan Mo of the Spirit Sword Sect on the opposite side was suddenly left hanging awkwardly in mid-air.

He felt that the dignity of his mid Foundation Establishment status had been challenged; his expression changed, and he was about to fly into a rage.

Just then, Feng Sihai piled a smile onto his face and hurriedly called out warmly to a cultivator outside the crowd, "Senior Long! What brings you here?"

A fiercely extraordinary aura suddenly appeared before everyone; the curly-bearded burly man transformed by Qin Ming walked with vigorous strides, exuding dominance and a rough, outlaw-like temperament.

"What? Can't I come?"

"Of course, you are most welcome! Ever since our parting in Jialing City last time, everyone in the Feng family, from top to bottom, will never forget Senior Long's great kindness!"

"This junior has also been eagerly hoping to meet Senior Long again."

Feng Sihai said to Qin Ming with utmost respect.

"This junior happened to find a treasure and was planning to save it for Senior, but unexpectedly, you have arrived."

With that, Feng Sihai, under the gaze of everyone present, handed the fragment of the bronze mirror in his hand to Qin Ming.

Seeing this scene, Lu Wanjun also revealed a surprised expression, thinking, 'Could it be that Daoist Long is...'

Guan Mo of Spirit Sword Mountain was treated as if he were air; his face turned extremely ugly, resembling an overturned jar of sauce.

He had never heard of Daoist Long.

Just as he released his divine sense, intending to probe the depth of the curly-bearded burly man's strength.

Buzz! Before his divine sense could reach the other party, it collided head-on with a massive mountain peak, leaving him completely stunned.

Qin Ming sneered inwardly, then slightly twisted his divine sense, severing the divine sense released by Guan Mo.

A heart-rending, excruciating pain surged through Guan Mo's sea of consciousness; he clutched his head with his right hand and nearly lost his balance.

Looking at the curly-bearded burly man opposite him, his face turned deathly pale, revealing terror as he asked, "Who might you be? Do you truly intend to interfere in the affairs of our sect?"

'Daoist Long' did not regard him in the slightest, uttering a few words in a deep, muffled voice, "I give you three breaths to disappear from my sight, otherwise I will break your legs."

Since he was wearing a disguise anyway, if anything went wrong, 'Daoist Long' would take the blame, so Qin Ming didn't care.

At this moment, he could be said to be extremely arrogant.

The cultivators of Spirit Sword Mountain, who usually prided themselves on being superior, how could they endure such humiliation? Immediately, the disciples under Guan Mo's command were filled with righteous indignation, treating the situation as a grave enemy, and one after another, they took out their respective magical artifacts.

"Stop!"

"Let's go!"

Guan Mo endured the pain, gritted his teeth, and raised his hand to stop his disciples; he took a deep look at Daoist Long, dared not say another word, and then quickly left the place with a disheveled and ashamed appearance.

Hiss~ The onlookers nearby were also startled by this scene, inhaling a sharp breath of cold air.

"Who is this burly man?"

"That mid Foundation Establishment expert from the Spirit Sword Mountain of the Jin Kingdom actually ran away without daring to utter a single word?"

"Wasn't he very impressive just now?"

"This curly-bearded burly man, Daoist Long, could this person be the legendary cultivator of the Wei State—Daoist Long!"

"The one who defeated Linghu Yang in a single move at Forbidden Purple Ridge?"

"Being able to easily force a great cultivator of mid Foundation Establishment to retreat, it must be him."

"I never expected that in my lifetime, I would get to see one of the top three great experts on the Wei State Immortal Realm's Foundation Establishment ranking; this trip was worth it!"

"Senior Long!"

"Greetings, Senior Long!"

"Daoist Long, I have long heard of your great name!"

For a moment, the surrounding cultivators one after another respectfully and warmly greeted Qin Ming.

Inside the Feng family courtyard.

Feng Sihai respectfully brewed spiritual tea for Qin Ming, saying, "Thanks to Senior Long's intervention today, otherwise this junior would not have known what to do."

"It's nothing; I already promised the Feng brothers that I would look after you a bit." Qin Ming dismissed it lightly; just as he had received that bronze mirror fragment, a mysterious sensation had transmitted through his hand.

This further confirmed that it was no ordinary object.

"It seems that over these years, under your leadership, the Feng family has developed quite well."

"It is entirely due to Senior Long's care that the Feng family has reached its current situation."

"Please allow this junior to bow to Senior Long!" Feng Sihai said with genuine gratitude from the bottom of his heart.

With that, he was about to bow down.

Qin Ming casually lifted him up, saying, "No need; I just happened to come to this place this time and stopped by to take a look."

Twirling the bronze mirror fragment in his hand, he asked Feng Sihai, "Are you truly willing to give this object to me?"

"You should be clear about the value of this object."

"Hehe! This junior is naturally sincere; if Senior Long had not appeared today, I fear it would have already been seized by those cultivators from Spirit Sword Mountain." Feng Sihai replied with a smile.

Qin Ming put away the bronze mirror, glanced at Feng Sihai, and said, "In these years, besides making talismans, it seems your cultivation has not fallen behind; you are only one step away from the peak of Qi Condensation."

"Senior Long has eyes as sharp as torches! This junior's meager skills are truly not worth mentioning," Feng Sihai said modestly.

After a brief moment of thought, Qin Ming immediately took a exquisite jade bottle from his storage bag, placed it before Feng Sihai, and said, "After I exchanged that spiritual item with you back then, I once promised that when the Feng family produced a cultivator at the peak of Qi Condensation, I would grant the Feng family a stroke of fortune."

"Adding today, since you have given me another treasure, I might as well give it to you in advance."

Hearing this, Feng Sihai revealed a look of confusion; he had thought Senior Long's words back then were merely polite courtesy, never expecting them to be true.

He carefully opened the jade bottle, and immediately a strange pill fragrance drifted out, making one's heart soar with longing.

Feng Sihai swallowed hard, raised his eyes to look inside, and saw lying spinning within the jade bottle a deep blue spiritual pill, its entire body enveloped in a layer of astonishing pill essence.

"A Foundation Establishment Pill!"

Even though Feng Sihai, as the head of a family, had witnessed all sorts of grand and minor occasions,

when the Foundation Establishment Pill that every Qi Condensation cultivator dreamed of was placed before his eyes, the steady and mature man could no longer maintain his composure!

Feng Sihai's expression was filled with shock; looking at Qin Ming with some disbelief, he stammered, "Senior Long! Th-th-this..."

"Put it away; it is merely a fair trade. I do not like taking advantage of others," the bearded burly man transformed by Qin Ming said in a tone devoid of any ripple.

Feng Sihai felt completely dizzy, even suspecting whether he was dreaming, and secretly pinched himself.

He finally confirmed that everything before his eyes was real!

Feng Sihai was ecstatic! For a moment, he was speechless and choked with emotion.

Qin Ming continued, "Next, you had best cultivate on your own to break through to the peak of Qi Condensation; do not consume pills to force a breakthrough. After your magic power at the peak of Qi Condensation has been tempered for a while, once its purity is high, then consume the Foundation Establishment Pill; at that time, the chance of a successful breakthrough will be greater."

"This junior will certainly keep Senior Long's teachings in mind!"

"Senior Long's great kindness to the Feng family cannot be repaid; if there are any orders in the future, I will definitely not hesitate even in the face of death!" Feng Sihai excitedly put away the Foundation Establishment Pill and said in a trembling voice.

This Foundation Establishment Pill could truly be counted as the Feng family's fortune; it was something countless cultivators fought life and death for their entire lives, desperately craving.

Resources monopolized by major sects—even if these low-level cultivators had spirit stones, they might not necessarily be able to buy them.

"Enough; if you can truly succeed in establishing your foundation, the brothers Feng Yuan will be able to rest easy knowing this from beneath the springs."

"As for the future, I may not come to Yunze Xiancheng again; the path ahead depends on your own fortune," Qin Ming said, keeping his words measured, as his relationship with the Feng family was merely a transaction, and he would not truly become too deeply entangled with them.

He had fulfilled everything he promised Feng Yuan back then, so he could consider his conscience clear.

Afterwards, Qin Ming chatted with Feng Sihai for a while before leaving the Feng family.

"Hehe! Master, this Qi Condensation small cultivator's fortune is quite extraordinary!"

Shi Tian Shu transmitted his voice to Qin Ming from within the spirit beast bag.

"To actually obtain a Foundation Establishment Pill refined by your own hands."

"However, after studying it for a while, I fear this bronze mirror has a significant background; an ancient restriction has been placed upon it."

"Can you break it?" Qin Ming asked, his interest piqued.

"A trivial matter; give me two days."

(End of Chapter)