Chapter 60

Niet Tian, puzzled, slowly approached Du Kun, wanting to know what had happened to him.

Du Kun, who had fallen to the ground, was still convulsing, and a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his eye.

"Is he already out of the fight?"

Niet Tian muttered, crouched down, and grabbed Du Kun's neck, squeezing it hard.

"Crack!"

The sound of a broken cervical vertebra came from Du Kun's neck, and his head drooped as he died a miserable death.

"The Ghost Sect seems to be very skilled in mental secret arts. I wonder if there are any such spirit techniques on him."

Niet Tian's eyes lit up, and he began to search Du Kun's entire body, hoping to find secret techniques for mental power cultivation.

According to Du Kun's account, Niet Tian knew that his mental power far exceeded that of opponents of the same level.

Just now, he had tried it out, using his vast mental power to instantly defeat Du Kun, which made him realize the wonders of mental power.

Unfortunately, because he had always been training in the Nie family, he had never come into contact with knowledge about mental power, leading to his almost complete ignorance of it.

If he could uncover the secrets of mental power through the dead Du Kun, he believed his combat strength would increase significantly.

"There's nothing, no books at all."

After thoroughly searching Du Kun's body, Niet Tian failed to find any spirit techniques for mental power cultivation, feeling greatly disappointed.

In the cloth bag at Du Kun's waist, he only found a dozen spirit stones and a Ghost Sect disciple identity token.

After taking those low-level spirit stones and the token representing the Ghost Sect disciple's identity, he squinted his eyes, looking in the direction Du Kun had tried to escape, and pondered for a moment.

He was very aware that the Ghost Sect and Blood Sect disciples led by Mo Xi and Yu Tong were now fully engaged in hunting An Ying and the others.

He didn't know if An Ying and the others could meet up with Zheng Bin from the Fire Zone before Mo Xi and Yu Tong caught up with them.

"I killed this guy, reducing the Ghost Sect by one, which is also a form of help. After I leave, there are still nineteen people on the other side, who should be able to barely match the Ghost Sect and Blood Sect."

"Once they meet up with Zheng Bin from the Xuanwu Palace, the actions of the Ghost Sect and Blood Sect in the Qinghuang Realm should be completely thwarted."

"I came to the Qinghuang Realm to hone myself. Those spirit beast meats... I must digest them as soon as possible to avoid wasting them."

"What I can do is stay here, hoping that the Ghost Sect and Blood Sect, upon discovering this person's death, will continue to send people to kill me."

Thinking of this, he sat down next to Du Kun's body and closed his eyes to meditate.

...

Deep in the desert.

Yu Tong of the Blood Sect took out the Blood Seeking Compass again to locate An Ying and the others.

"Very close!"

Mo Xi looked down at the compass, which showed the position of An Ying and the others, and grinned, "In one more day, we can catch up with them and intercept them before they escape the desert!"

He then looked at a solitary blood-colored light point on the compass and said, "There's only one light point, so Du Kun must have succeeded."

"Something's not right," Yu Tong frowned and shook her head. "I noticed that this light point has never moved. If Du Kun had succeeded, he wouldn't have lingered and stayed in one place."

Upon hearing this, not only Mo Xi but also the other Blood Sect and Ghost Sect disciples were shocked.

"What? You mean... the dead person is Du Kun?" Mo Xi's face darkened.

"I don't really believe it either, but the facts are right in front of us," Yu Tong said calmly.

Mo Xi fell silent for a moment and then suddenly ordered, "Song Heng! Go and check it out!"

"No," Yu Tong calmly stopped him. "If the dead person is indeed Du Kun, Song Heng going alone might not be safe. But if we send more people, we won't have enough strength here. Even if we catch up with the Lingbao Pavilion and Lingyun Sect people, we can't guarantee a victory."

"He killed Du Kun! He must die!" Mo Xi shouted.

"I understand," Yu Tong nodded. "My point is, we need to prioritize. Once we kill those nineteen people, we can easily kill him when we turn back."

"Since he always stays in the desert, with the Blood Seeking Compass, he can't escape. I will always find him."

Mo Xi thought for a moment and realized her decision was wise. "Alright, let him live a few more days!"

...

After killing Du Kun, Niet Tian became more cautious while consuming the spirit beast meat and cultivating.

From time to time, he would release his mental consciousness to detect the life force around him, wary of any subsequent Ghost Sect or Blood Sect members, and prepared for battle at any moment.

However, over the next two days, no enemies arrived.

During these two days, he ate a lot of the ground lizard meat, and now only a quarter of it remained.

His spirit sea had expanded by more than eighty percent, and he believed that with just three more days, he could break through to the eighth level of the Qi Condensation Realm!

"The eighth level!"

The thought of breaking through from the sixth level of the Qi Condensation Realm to the eighth level in the Qinghuang Realm made him secretly excited.

As long as he reached the ninth level of the Qi Condensation Realm by the age of fifteen, he could be taken up the mountain by the Lingyun Sect and become a true disciple!

Once he became a disciple of the Lingyun Sect, his grandfather's status in the Nie family would rise accordingly.

The humiliation his aunt had suffered over the years might also be avenged because of him.

"I promised my aunt that I would become a disciple of the Lingyun Sect! Once I leave the Qinghuang Realm, it shouldn't take long to fulfill my promise!"

He chewed the spirit beast meat fiercely, swallowing it in large bites, and began to refine and expand his spirit sea again.

Time passed slowly.

Three days went by in a flash, and the remaining spirit beast meat was all consumed by him.

With his eyes tightly closed, he sat quietly, using the Qi Condensation Technique to guide the energy to transform the spirit sea in his dantian.

His perception was extremely sharp while he was focused on cultivation. He suddenly noticed that the oppressive heat of the desert seemed to be gradually disappearing.

His body hair stood up due to the change in temperature.

Realizing something was amiss, he temporarily stopped the final transformation of his spirit sea and released his mental consciousness, extending it outward.

He thought that someone from the Ghost Sect or Blood Sect had come.

A very abundant life force suddenly appeared in his mind, and his expression changed as he looked in a certain direction.

His expanded mental consciousness detected a powerful life force, a level of intense blood energy that was clearly not human!

"A spirit beast! A second-level spirit beast like the ground lizard!"

He stood up abruptly, his eyes fixed on the direction detected by his mental power, ready for a fierce battle.

Sure enough!

About ten seconds later, a huge figure suddenly appeared from the direction he was looking at!

"Xuanbing Giant Python!" Niet Tian was shocked.

The giant python that had disappeared in the ice zone, as if it had vanished into thin air, had inexplicably appeared in the desert!

The Xuanbing Giant Python is one of the most powerful second-level spirit beasts in the Qinghuang Realm, and this python seems to have a considerable level of intelligence.

In the ice zone, the Xuanbing Giant Python immediately left when it saw the ground lizard injured and fleeing.

In the ice zone, it seemed to know that everyone was hunting it, so it always remained hidden and never showed itself.

Unlike the ground lizard, it had not been injured by An Ying and Zheng Rui, only expending a bit of energy. After so much time, it should have fully recovered.

This meant that the Xuanbing Giant Python Niet Tian now faced was at its peak!

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PS: Wishing everyone a happy Dragon Boat Festival. Apologies for the slow update, as I went back to the countryside for the holiday. Hope for your understanding.