Chapter 452: Chapter 300: The Lady Shows Her Might, Azure Snake Suffers, There Is Always Someone Stronger, Pursuit of the Essence Treasure

Water Altar.

Cyan Ox Residence.

Li Xian accidentally acquired the Ghost Python Spear, its body heavy and formidable, indeed a rare sharp weapon. He executed the ’Broken Demon Spear Technique’, including moves like Swift Wind Resilient Grass, Demon Playing in Water, Shadow of Desolation, and Broken Crow Fading Moon... The power increased sharply by several degrees, and the Ghost Python Spear possessed the ’Spirit of the Ghost Python’, with its heavy and sturdy spear body, yet also flexible and versatile.

[Skill Level +1]

[Skill Level +1]

His spirits rose, and he danced wildly in the courtyard. His progress in Martial Arts was noticeably faster than usual. When he thought of the ’Four Great Lists’, there was the ’Divine Weapon List’. Within it, special weapons were recorded, and acquiring one would greatly enhance one’s power. And when a divine weapon emerged, it would inevitably attract competition from various parties.

Li Xian thought to himself: "In this grand era of Martial Arts, there is infinite excitement. Every time I make progress and feel a little proud, I think of the vast world, realizing I’m just a drop in the ocean, not worth mentioning. This drives me to practice even harder, so that even if the world is vast, I will have a place of my own one day."

[You digest the Essence of Heaven and Earth, Skill Level +1]

Li Xian consumed Essence Treasure Meat, which fortified him through consumption, followed by Qi Circulation and Blood Solidification and Aperture Closure, retaining nearly half. With daily vigorous practice, he had by now digested eighty percent. Twenty-three strands of the Essence of Heaven and Earth remained.

To advance further in Martial Arts, more Essence of Heaven and Earth and Essence Treasure Meat were needed. Li Xian thought: "I still have a piece of Yellow Nine Ginseng. If I encounter the Dew of Dawn, I can exchange the Yellow Nine Ginseng for it. Then I would be able to acquire the ’Golden Light’ technique. For this matter... I need to find a way to inquire."

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Hao Qingshe frowned slightly, found a seat, and secretly observed. She thought: "Since I left the Water Altar, I’ve offended quite a few people. This woman’s appearance and demeanor are extraordinary, sitting alone in the hall with no wine, food, or even porridge, not like a guest staying at an inn at all. She must be waiting for someone, possibly here to kill me. Such a beautiful poisonous chalice is hard to come by, yet she dares to find me." She found it amusing and slightly disdainful, settling into her seat calmly.

The woman who had been waiting with tea was, of course, Wen Caishang. The young girl accompanying her was called ’Xiaotuan’. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

It turned out that...

On Water Altar Island, Hao Qingshe clashed palms with Li Xian, knowing that seriously he might not survive, and even lightly, he would be severely injured for some time. Before attacking, he drew out a few strands of silk and sent them into Hao Qingshe’s hair with a gust of wind from his palm.

The silk was of a special material, interwoven with hair, almost imperceptible. Even though Hao Qingshe had a high level of cultivation, she couldn’t detect it. Since leaving the Water Altar, she had been stirring up trouble outside and naturally drew Wen Caishang’s attention before long.

Wen Caishang spoke softly: "I’ve heard that the Candle Sect emissary Hao Qingshe is highly skilled in using poison and very powerful. It is an honor to meet you today. If you don’t mind, please come a little closer and take a seat."

Hao Qingshe’s pupils narrowed slightly. Her actions were eccentric, but she rarely revealed the name ’Candle Sect’. Yet this identity was seen through in one glance, which was indeed shocking. She sneered and asked, "May I ask, who exactly are you? Knowing my name, you still dare invite me closer. Are you ignorant of the heights of heaven, or are you well-prepared?"

Wen Caishang gently rolled up her sleeves and set down her teacup. She said, "Caishang is just a commoner and not worth mentioning. It’s neither the heights of heaven nor complete confidence. Encountering you by chance at the inn, I’m curious and have a few questions to ask, so please come over and sit." As soon as she finished speaking, there was a sudden ’crackling’ sound all around, as the tables and chairs shattered into pieces. Only Wen Caishang’s table and chair remained intact.

Hao Qingshe showed a look of astonishment and leaped up from her chair, looking at Wen Caishang in surprise, completely unaware of how she had done it. Given her eccentric nature, how could she allow herself to be coerced? Just as she was about to retaliate, she suddenly felt her clothes were already entangled with invisible silk threads, crisscrossed in a complex pattern. If she tried to resist, the numerous silk threads would instantly cut her to shreds.

Since she began practicing Martial Arts, she had never encountered such a bizarre event. She had no idea how these silk threads were set, and cold sweat streamed down her back. Although she was skilled, the current scenario filled her with some fear; the power displayed was terrifying. Even if she could break this move, the following moves would be even harder to withstand. Her erratic disposition rendered her difficult to converse with, but given the current situation...

Naturally, she became reasonable, gentle, and temperate.

Hao Qingshe said solemnly, "Such excellent skills you have, could it be that you laid an ambush long ago? If you’re here for my life, why say so much?"

Wen Caishang replied, "Emissary Qingshe, I’m merely inviting you for a drink and a chat. Why react so drastically?" Two teacups were already placed before her. One was marked by her red lips, while the other was empty.

Xiaotuan filled the empty teacup. Wen Caishang elegantly picked it up and gently pushed it towards Hao Qingshe. The teacup flew across, stopping at Hao Qingshe’s nose. The heat of the tea fanned her face, causing her cheeks to feel hot and tingly, and the tea began to evaporate from the cup’s wall, resonating with a certain ethereal immortal sound.

The evaporating tea enveloped her face, causing a stinging sensation on her cheeks. Hao Qingshe focused her gaze and saw that although the teacup seemed to hang in mid-air, the bottom was actually supported by a thread of silk. That thread extended further, coming just a hair’s breadth from her neck.

She gulped. Her hand trembled slightly as she took the teacup. The tea was scalding, containing powerful Inner Qi, and the cup vibrated, holding within it an ethereal immortal sound. This cup of tea alone was an extremely strong Martial Art.

An ordinary person drinking it would be forcibly receiving this technique. Hao Qingshe’s hand trembled slightly as she took the cup and drank it all in one gulp. The fragrance of the tea filled her senses, and as the tea entered her stomach, the blood rushed to her chest.

She suppressed it, feigning calm, though she was already suffering from considerable injuries, deeply realizing how terrifying this woman’s Martial Arts mastery was.

Wen Caishang chuckled softly, "Please have a seat." Her gentle voice carried an undeniable authority.