Chapter 177: Startling the Saint

The Daoist arts of the Essence Temple are unique; they have mastered the secret of the transformation between blood Qi and the soul, allowing them to mutually nourish one another. Consequently, their blood Qi is exceptionally thick, and they can also cast Daoist arts directly using blood Qi.

The benefit of this type of Daoist art is that it is controlled with ease, possessing greater flexibility and power.

Boom!

The giant palm of the Heavenly God slapped down, directly swatting the Peach God Sword away.

This Tu Yuan was a powerhouse who had survived one Thunder Tribulation.

With the help of the Peach God Sword, Zhao Feirong could only exert combat power comparable to a Ghost Immortal.

After swatting away the Peach God Sword, the giant palm of the Heavenly God continued to descend, as if a giant standing between heaven and earth had struck down with one palm; the terrifying momentum pressed down so hard that Yin Yunfeng and the others turned pale.

Before the giant palm of the Heavenly God arrived, a massive gale of wind blew down from above.

All the tents were completely blown away.

"Hmph!"

Yin Qi let out a sharp shout, and his surging blood Qi erupted, rising into the sky like wolf smoke.

He leaped up, throwing a punch toward the descending giant palm of the Heavenly God.

Beneath the giant palm of the Heavenly God, Yin Qi's body appeared exceptionally small, but his extremely intense, masculine blood Qi surged into the sky like a white rainbow piercing the sun, instantly shattering the giant palm of the Heavenly God and turning it into blood Qi filling the sky.

"What, you are a Martial Saint!"

Tu Yuan exclaimed, but the killing intent in his eyes grew even stronger.

A young Grandmaster was merely a potential threat, but the threat of a young Martial Saint was imminent.

Without hesitation, he took his small curved blade and slashed heavily across his arm again.

This time, more blood sprayed out, once again transforming into an even larger giant palm of the Heavenly God, which slapped toward Yin Qi.

"Break!"

Yin Qi did not leap up again; his blade intent erupted, supreme and peerless, just like a Saint Emperor walking among men. As he struck out with a punch in mid-air, his Imperial Pole Blade Intent soared into the sky.

The giant palm of the Heavenly God was strong, but its core was a thought that had survived one Thunder Tribulation.

Struck by the Imperial Pole Blade Intent, the giant palm of the Heavenly God collapsed once more.

More than a dozen thoughts within it flew wildly through the sky before quickly returning to Tu Yuan's body.

"What!"

Tu Yuan was greatly alarmed; he had not expected Yin Qi's blade intent to be so terrifying that it could directly break his Daoist art.

This was still the result of Yin Qi suppressing himself, only revealing the cultivation of a Martial Saint; otherwise, he could have blasted Tu Yuan apart with a single punch.

However, doing so would certainly scare away the experts from the True Essence Gate and the Profound Heaven Pavilion.

Since they had all come, he naturally wanted to catch them all in one net.

At this moment, Zhao Feirong struck again, and the Peach God Sword soared into the sky.

"Go!"

Tu Yuan did not have any hesitation; he piloted the Dharma Blood God Carpet and soared into the sky, disappearing into the horizon in the blink of an eye.

He had been unable to do anything to Yin Qi to begin with, and Yin Qi had Zhao Feirong assisting from the side.

If he continued to tangle with them, he would be the one to suffer.

"Young Master, why didn't you keep him?"

Zhao Feirong asked in confusion.

She knew Yin Qi's cultivation; it was highly likely he was a peak Martial Saint, so keeping Tu Yuan, who had survived one Thunder Tribulation, would not have been difficult.

Yin Qi said indifferently, "No rush. Besides Tu Yuan, there are also experts from the Profound Heaven Pavilion and the True Essence Gate coming to hunt me. When they come together, I will catch them all in one net."

Zhao Feirong's eyes lit up, and she nodded heavily.

Looking at the heroic Yin Qi, the love in her heart grew even stronger, because just now, when Yin Qi erupted with his Imperial Pole Blade Intent, she felt as if she had seen a Saint Emperor looking down upon all living beings, high above and something one could only look up to.

Yin Yunfeng and the others had complex expressions, somewhat lost in thought.

They too had been shocked by Yin Qi's Imperial Pole Blade Intent.

But, what would the Qian Emperor think?

Seeing the worried expressions of Yin Yunfeng and the others, Yin Qi said indifferently, "Before he kills me, the Qian Emperor will not dare to touch the Yin Duke Mansion."

When he decided to use the Imperial Pole Blade Intent, Yin Qi knew that things would be exposed.

But now, he was fearless.

Keeping a low profile before growing up was having self-awareness.

But continuing to keep a low profile after growing up was just being weak and incompetent.

A martial artist should forge ahead courageously.

If one had to endure everywhere, then why practice martial arts? Wouldn't it be more suitable to go home and farm?

………

"Damn it, another young Martial Saint!"

Tu Yuan faced the night wind, his robes rustling, his emerald eyes flashing with cold light: "No, I cannot let this person continue to grow, otherwise he will be the next Hong Xuanji. Hehe, since I cannot do anything to you, I will join forces with others."

He knew that the True Essence Gate and the Profound Heaven Pavilion had also sent experts, and they would catch up soon.

He had only been the first to find Yin Qi.

"As for Yin Qi's blade intent..."

Tu Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

This Yin Qi's ambitions were not simple; he had actually comprehended such blade intent.

If this news were passed to the Qian Emperor and Hong Xuanji, both of them would likely move against Yin Qi.

But that was too much trouble.

It wasn't as if they couldn't kill Yin Qi, so why go to such lengths?

……

Baochuan Province, Yaochi Lake.

Yaochi Lake was over eight hundred miles in circumference, vast and boundless, and the Yaochi Sect was named after it.

In the center of Yaochi Lake was a beautiful mountain named Yulian Mountain.

The Yaochi Sect was located on Yulian Mountain.

The mountain was filled with pavilions and towers, their style elegant and refined, perfectly integrated with the surrounding environment.

Yaochi Hall.

Yao Qinghui sat high in the main seat, with a stunning young girl standing on her left and right below.

Their appearances were ninety percent similar, like twins.

However, one of them had double pupils, a sign of an ancient Saint, which added a touch of mystery to her temperament.

They were Yao Qinghui's daughters, Yao Yueting and Yao Yueru.

On the left and right of the main hall sat rows of people; they were all elders of the Yaochi Sect.

Those on the right were all martial artists, numbering twenty-four in total, the weakest being at the Innate Peak, with Grandmasters accounting for nearly half.

On the right were Daoist practitioners, only eleven of them, but every one of them was a Possession Master.

Yao Qinghui's voice was melodious and pleasant, her expression serious as she said, "Everyone, I have received news that Yin Qi has already entered Yinzhou and encountered an assassination attempt by the Saint Tu Yuan of the Essence Temple.

But the Saint Tu Yuan did not succeed; instead, he was defeated and fled in the end.

Based on this news, it can be inferred that this Yin Qi is already a Martial Saint, and highly likely an intermediate Martial Saint."

"What, the Saint Tu Yuan was actually defeated and fled? He is someone who has survived one Thunder Tribulation!"

"How is this possible? Yin Qi is already an intermediate Martial Saint! With such cultivation, hasn't he already surpassed the Champion Marquis?"

"If I remember correctly, this Yin Qi is only sixteen years old, right? Doesn't that mean becoming a Human Immortal in the future is a certainty?"

……

The elders exploded into an uproar.

An intermediate Martial Saint at sixteen; even Hong Xuanji had not been that outstanding.

The Yaochi Sect was second only to the major Sacred Lands and naturally had its own intelligence network. They had long known about the three major Sacred Lands sending people to hunt Yin Qi, but they had not wanted to get involved earlier, so they had turned a blind eye.

But now, quite a few people had developed unusual thoughts.

One old woman said, "Sect Master, Yin Qi repelled the Saint Tu Yuan; next, the experts from the three major Sacred Lands will certainly join forces. If we can help Yin Qi escape this danger, we will surely gain a massive favor."

Someone immediately objected, "I disagree. Our Yaochi Sect only has the Sect Master as a Ghost Immortal. If we want to help Yin Qi escape this danger, how many people will we end up sacrificing?"

"Wealth is sought in danger. If we can gain Yin Qi's friendship, in the future, if he becomes a Human Immortal, who would dare look down on our Yaochi Sect?"

"I am just worried that no matter how much we sacrifice, we still won't be able to save Yin Qi in the end, and instead, we will offend the three major Sacred Lands, failing to steal the chicken and losing the rice."

…… ===== CHAPTER 178 =====