Chapter 83

With a nervous heart, Qin Fengming left the alchemy hall and returned to his residence. -www..com-

It could be said that agreeing to Uncle Fei's request had both advantages and disadvantages. If he agreed, his foundation establishment would be almost guaranteed to succeed.

If he succeeded in foundation establishment, it would mean that his lifespan would increase by a hundred years. A hundred years, for an ordinary person, would be a lifetime.

Every Qi Gathering stage cultivator yearned for successful foundation establishment. However, the price of his agreement was to dedicate the rest of his life to the Luoxia Sect's alchemy cause. He would not be able to hope for further cultivation, and reaching the Core Formation stage would be out of reach. This would be contrary to his goals and not the outcome he desired in his heart.

Qin Fengming pondered to himself that Uncle Fei had not asked for an immediate response to this matter.

In this competition, if he could enter the top forty, he would receive a Foundation Establishment Pill. If he could not successfully establish his foundation through his own efforts, it would not be too late to agree to Uncle Fei's request at that time. After all, finding another disciple with his alchemy talent would not be an easy task.

Thinking of this, he felt much lighter in his heart and thus patiently cultivated, preparing for the next round of the competition.

The third round of the competition lasted for three full days, and its intensity was incomparable to the previous two rounds.

After the three rounds, only ninety-two people remained to enter the fourth round. Among these ninety-two people, apart from Qin Fengming, who was at the eighth level, only five disciples were at the ninth level, and the rest were all at the peak Qi Gathering stage cultivation.

Among these five ninth-level disciples, three were direct descendants of cultivation families, and two were direct relatives of Luoxia Sect elders. Only Qin Fengming was an exception, with no backing at all.

Upon entering the competition arena, Qin Fengming saw that his opponent for this round was a small, plump boy. The boy had a smile on his face, looking harmless and easy to get along with. He had peak Qi Gathering stage cultivation and stood there without any killing intent.

Seeing the opponent's expression, Qin Fengming also smiled, clasped his hands, and bowed deeply, saying, "Little brother Qin Fengming greets Senior Brother. I hope Senior Brother can show mercy during the competition."

The plump senior brother chuckled, with a look of sincerity, and said,

"I've heard that Junior Brother Qin is incredibly powerful. Jiang Feng and Feng Kai were both defeated by you. They had some skills, so I hope Junior Brother can show mercy and not make me lose too much face."

The uncle overseeing the competition saw that both of them were very polite and just smiled, watching the two. When they stopped talking, he waved his hand, and the competition began.

Qin Fengming had just activated the Ice Shield talisman and had not yet raised his head when he saw a white light slash towards him in his divine sense. With a 'clang,' it struck the ice shield, causing it to shake violently, with a very powerful attack.

Startled, Qin Fengming quickly took out the fine steel shield. Before he could activate it, the ice shield 'popped' and shattered. The sword light flashed and headed straight for his face.

The spectators outside the arena all gasped in shock at this sight.

Qin Fengming did not have time to activate the shield, but he was not overly panicked. His figure flashed, and he disappeared on the spot. The sword light flew through the air and struck nothing but empty space.

The plump senior brother, seeing that his opponent's ice shield had been broken by his magical tool, thought he had a sure win. However, he was taken aback when his opponent suddenly vanished from sight. Just as he was slightly stunned, Qin Fengming reappeared ten feet away.

At this moment, a shield was flying in front of him, and there was a layer of golden protective shield around him, which was the 'Vajra Talisman' he had refined. Both being mid-stage talismans, the 'Vajra Talisman' was much more durable and harder to refine than the 'Ice Shield Talisman.' He had used hundreds of talisman papers to refine it successfully.

The plump senior brother was taken aback when his sneak attack did not have the desired effect. This sneak attack had been very effective in previous competitions. Even in the third round, he had defeated a peak Qi Gathering stage disciple from the Luoxia Sect using this method, which had greatly boosted his confidence.

He thought that since the opponent was only at the eighth level of the Qi Gathering stage, he would easily capture him with this method.

However, he did not expect that his surefire method would be countered by the opponent.

What surprised him even more was that he still did not understand how the opponent had disappeared. It was as if he had teleported, like in the legends.

But teleportation was a skill only possessed by Core Formation stage seniors. How could an eighth-level Qi Gathering stage disciple use it? This left him puzzled. His magical tool hung in the air, and he had forgotten to command it.

Seeing the opponent's surprised expression, Qin Fengming smiled slightly. He stretched out his hands, and ten talismans appeared. With a flick of his fingers, the ten talismans turned into ten fire snakes, hissing as they headed towards the plump senior brother.

The plump senior brother was still in a daze when he suddenly saw several fire snakes with open mouths, wriggling and lunging towards him. He was terrified and turned to try to escape through the air. Fire snakes were mid-stage spells, with attacks equivalent to high-quality magical tools, so he was naturally afraid.

However, his speed could not match the fire snakes.

Just as he had flown a few dozen feet, the ten fire snakes had already closed in. With a series of 'bangs,' his protective shield was instantly broken. The ten fire snakes circled around him and then suddenly 'popped' and disappeared.

Only the stunned plump boy was left standing there. The situation had taken a sudden turn, and he had just been sure of victory. Now, he had been defeated without any chance to fight back, leaving him unable to accept it.

The uncle overseeing the competition announced on the spot that the winner of this round was Qin Fengming.

Amid the gasps of the crowd, Qin Fengming bowed deeply to the uncle, then smiled and clasped his hands at the plump boy, and turned to leave the competition arena gracefully.

Long after he left, the discussions among the spectators continued. Many did not know how Qin Fengming had avoided that fatal blow. However, some with keen eyesight noticed a residual image of Qin Fengming, realizing that it was not teleportation but possibly a highly advanced movement technique.

Qin Fengming's actions did not escape the notice of the Foundation Establishment stage uncles. They all knew that although Qin Fengming's movements were swift, they still left traces.

Many knew that before joining the sect, Qin Fengming had been an outstanding disciple of the Luoxia Valley. Having such a light movement technique was not surprising. However, using martial arts movement techniques in a cultivator's duel still made them feel refreshed.

What surprised everyone even more was that Qin Fengming had simultaneously activated ten mid-stage talismans. Ten mid-stage talismans would cost one or two hundred low-grade spirit stones. Such a grand gesture. Another person would not have the courage to use them.

In such a competition, consuming so many mid-stage talismans at once, even a Foundation Establishment stage wandering cultivator would not have such wealth.

After this competition, the low-level disciples of the Luoxia Sect privately gave Qin Fengming a nickname, calling him the 'Talisman Killer.'

This round of the competition only took one day.

After the third round, only forty-six people remained. Among these forty-six people, only three were not at the peak Qi Gathering stage. Qin Fengming was one of these exceptions.