Chapter 78

"Since Senior Sister Shen has such cunning, and has already obtained Senior Brother Yang's jade token, why must she drag me into this?"

Qin Sang wore a thoughtful expression, actually stalling for time, continuously absorbing the spiritual energy from the spirit stones. Since Shen Jing did not want to leave, then she should not leave!

He would never cooperate with Shen Jing again.

There is no such thing as being vigilant for a thousand days, but there are people who commit crimes for a thousand days.

He had to admit that facing this ruthless and skilled actress, a chill involuntarily rose in Qin Sang's heart.

"Without hiding anything from Junior Brother Qin, my original set of needle-shaped magical tools was completely destroyed by Yang Yuancang with his Chi Dragon Sword. The Gold Ring, the Bewitching Mirror, the Void Wind, and the Sand Illusion Spell I cultivate can ensure my survival, but they are not powerful enough to defeat enemies. I have no other choice but to seek refuge by your side and Senior Brother Yang's."

As Shen Jing spoke, she glanced at the ground between the two of them, where the Chi Dragon Sword lay quietly, and the Blackwood Sword hovered above it.

Seeing that Qin Sang ignored her, Shen Jing opened Yang Yuancang's storage bag, took out four jade tokens, and showed them to Qin Sang. "Junior Brother Qin, these four jade tokens, I will give you two, and keep two for myself. With the two I already have, we only need to seize one more, and then we can jointly control them. There is also a bottle of century-old stone milk. After joining the Yuanzhao Sect, I will definitely share half with you. What do you think?"

Without waiting for Qin Sang's response, Shen Jing decisively threw two of the jade tokens to Qin Sang and waited quietly for his decision.

Qin Sang hesitated for a long time. Since the distance was too far to check with his divine sense, he used his spiritual energy to form a clone, which went over to pick up the jade tokens, finding no abnormalities.

The clone returned to Qin Sang, who raised his hand as if to grab the jade tokens but suddenly stopped halfway, a sharp light flashing in his eyes. He shouted loudly.

"Quick!"

The Blackwood Sword, which was hovering in the air, shot out without warning.

Unexpectedly, Shen Jing showed no signs of panic, not dodging the Blackwood Sword, and laughed sweetly. "I knew you wouldn't agree!"

As she spoke, the gold ring above her head suddenly flew up, releasing a dazzling golden light, accurately capturing the direction of the Blackwood Sword's attack.

A loud "clang" sounded as the gold ring caught the Blackwood Sword, and an incredibly brilliant golden light burst forth, pressing inward, making it difficult for the Blackwood Sword to break free.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

The Blackwood Sword continuously struck the gold ring, and cracks appeared on the ring. Shen Jing was willing to destroy this defensive magical tool just to trap the Blackwood Sword for a moment!

At the same time, a roar of shock and anger echoed through the valley.

Just as Qin Sang was fully focused on controlling the Blackwood Sword, a blue light ball suddenly flew out from the two jade tokens in the clone's hand, moving as fast as lightning, and in an instant, it reached his face.

Yang Yuancang's spirit!

If a cultivator's physical body dies and the spirit does not escape in time, it will also perish. However, Yang Yuancang died at the hands of Shen Jing, who secretly brought out his spirit before killing him.

Seeing her plan succeed, Shen Jing's face lit up with joy. She quickly moved to Qin Sang, a fierce look in her eyes, and raised her sword to stab his head.

Just as she was about to succeed, Shen Jing's smile suddenly froze. She saw Qin Sang open his eyes, his gaze clear, even with a hint of mockery, showing no sign of the fear and pain of being possessed.

"You!"

A strong sense of unease rose in Shen Jing's heart. She caught a glimpse of a red light flashing on Qin Sang's hand, and he threw a stack of talismans at her.

"Whoosh!"

In an instant, all the talismans shattered, and the air between them was filled with dancing talismans, transforming into boundless fire feathers. The fire feathers, like the plumes of a fiery phoenix, each burning with illusory flames, formed a sea of fire, radiating intense and restless heat, rising to the sky, and the grass and trees in the valley turned yellow in an instant.

All the fire feathers pointed at Shen Jing.

Shen Jing's hair stood on end, and she screamed in terror, "No..."

Qin Sang sneered, and without hesitation, he waved his hand. All the fire feathers trembled slightly and immediately shot out.

"Thud, thud, thud..."

With such close proximity, Shen Jing had nowhere to run. When the smoke cleared, a charred corpse lay on the ground. Her head, which Qin Sang deliberately targeted, was completely blown off, and her body was burned beyond recognition, her beauty and life extinguished.

At this moment, the crisis was resolved. Although Qin Sang's body was in excruciating pain, he felt an unprecedented sense of relief.

He looked at Shen Jing's corpse with a complex expression. This woman had truly given him a valuable lesson.

Fortunately, he had never relaxed his vigilance, keeping the fire feather talismans hidden in his hand. When Yang Yuancang's spirit appeared, he could have used the talismans but held back, choosing to trust the jade Buddha and play along, which indeed led Shen Jing to fall for the trap.

Using twelve fire feather talismans at once seemed wasteful, but Qin Sang was unsure if this woman, full of lies, had any other protective magical tools.

"There's one more..."

Qin Sang muttered to himself, focusing his mind and entering his sea of consciousness. He saw Yang Yuancang circling his spirit, attacking futilely with his divine sense, while the jade Buddha remained steadfast.

Qin Sang immediately began to counterattack. As Yang Yuancang's spirit weakened, he became increasingly terrified and hastily fled Qin Sang's sea of consciousness.

"Junior Brother Qin, spare my life, I can help you... Ah..."

Qin Sang heard Yang Yuancang's plea for mercy in his mind but ignored it, immediately controlling the Blackwood Sword outside and mercilessly slicing his spirit to pieces.

"Bang!"

Just as Qin Sang was about to stand up, a wave of intense pain suddenly hit him, and he fell to the ground, crying out in agony.

During the confrontation, his mind was extremely tense, and he could endure the pain.

Now, once he relaxed, he felt as if his entire body was a tattered, hole-ridden rag, with pain everywhere, especially in his dantian and meridians, as if they had been stirred with a knife.

He had absorbed the energy from four spirit stones in succession, and it was fortunate that his meridians had not burst.

Qin Sang laughed bitterly, taking out several jade bottles from his storage bag. These bottles were obtained from the storage bag of the hooded swordsman, and Qin Sang recognized only one, which contained Water Dew Pills.

There were eight Water Dew Pills in the bottle. Qin Sang took out two and swallowed them, feeling a cool medicinal force seep into his body, significantly reducing his pain.

Qin Sang struggled to stand up, staggering over to search through Yang Yuancang's and Shen Jing's remains, burning the bodies. He did not dare to retrieve the Blackwood Sword, enduring the pain and using the remaining spiritual energy in his body to perform the escape technique, quickly leaving this place of trouble.

He crossed several mountain ranges and finally hid in a cave.

Qin Sang did not even have the heart to count his gains, setting up the Bewitching Mirror at the cave entrance and hurriedly cultivating the "Yinming Scripture."

After an unknown amount of time, Qin Sang slowly woke up. His meridians and dantian still ached, but time did not allow him to continue cultivating.