After calming his excited mood, Yang Che had also thought about his next plan.
After exiting the Boundary Battlefield, he would immediately rush to the Rank 5 Xuanwu Realm to see if any Qing Jian Sect Disciples had already arrived there and found a new place to rebuild the Qing Jian Sect.
Moreover, as a higher-ranked Realm, the Xuanwu Realm would likely have information about the rare Spirit Medicine needed to refine the ‘Essence Stabilizing Pill’.
For now, while there was still a year left in the Boundary Battlefield, he would fully focus on finding purple fu jade ore and refining purple fu jade.
He glanced at Tianxie Ziyin, finding her still staring at the fire lotus, so Yang Che, who had intended to say something, said nothing and left the Magic Stone Space alone.
He withdrew the isolation formation he had set up near the Space Rift, released the Nie Yun Sable, and continued to search for purple fu jade ore in the Boundary Battlefield.
Since Tianxie Ziyin had previously transmitted information about purple fu jade ore into the Nie Yun Sable's mind using a special secret method, and also told Yang Che about the color and appearance of the purple fu jade ore, Yang Che only needed to follow the small sable.
...
The Nie Yun Sable was indeed extraordinary. A day later, it finally found a considerably large purple fu jade mine.
This mine was nestled between two massive mountains.
Yang Che stepped on the Dunjxing Shuo and meticulously circled the mine several times before fully understanding its specific scale.
If he could completely refine this mine, he should be able to obtain about thirty catties of purple fu jade.
Time was precious.
After confirming, Yang Che put away the Nie Yun Sable and began mining.
This time, he was extremely extravagant, directly using the ‘Sword Four’ ancient sword, and channeling Extreme Power into Sword Four, cutting the purple fu jade ore like tofu into huge, long, strip-shaped blocks convenient for his refining.
It took Yang Che a full two days and three nights to cut the entire purple fu jade mine into thousands of long, strip-shaped stone blocks and store them in the Magic Stone Space.
Yang Che rested briefly before continuing his search.
If he could find two or three more purple fu jade mines of similar scale, then the purple fu jade Zi Yin needed should be enough.
However, just as he left the area and released the Nie Yun Sable, he was coincidentally discovered by Cultivators from the Seven Alliance Realm within moments.
"It's Yang Che! It's him."
"We finally found him."
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up! Otherwise, if he slips away again, he'll be hard to find."
These Foundation Establishment Cultivators from the Seven Alliance Realm were quite amusing.
Each of them shouted slogans louder than the next, yet not a single one dared to charge at Yang Che first.
"You all, quickly set up the formation. I'll hold him off."
One Foundation Establishment Stage Late Phase Cultivator, dressed like a middle-aged scholar, bit the bullet and shouted at the dozen or so Foundation Establishment Cultivators around him, then gritted his teeth and charged towards Yang Che.
Yang Che put away the Nie Yun Sable and stood there expressionlessly, unmoving.
Seeing the middle-aged scholar charging at him, without any visible movement from him, the sharp cone formed by three hundred and sixty Flying Fire Needles had already transformed into a streak of light, directly piercing through the middle-aged scholar's glabella.
It was too fast.
The middle-aged scholar didn't understand why Yang Che's Magical Artifact was so incredibly fast until his last breath.
After unceremoniously taking the middle-aged scholar's Storage Pouch, Yang Che, with a cold expression, charged towards the remaining Foundation Establishment Cultivators.
For Yang Che, besides a Five-Patterned Star Beast comparable to the Early Golden Core Stage that could make him use his full power, these Cultivators who had not yet formed their Cores didn't even have the strength to force him to use his trump cards.
After a massacre with no suspense, only a pale-faced young man remained on the field.
"Fellow Daoist, don't kill me. I just came along to watch the excitement."
The pale-faced young man's legs trembled slightly, and his intestines were turning green with regret.
Who was the heartless fellow who said that Yang Che could definitely be killed if surrounded?
Having personally witnessed the murderous Yang Che, who was like a ‘Devil Head’ and killed without batting an eye, slaughtering the dozen or so Foundation Establishment Cultivators who were with him like chickens and ducks, the pale-faced young man had no thought of resisting whatsoever.
Seeing Yang Che expressionlessly preparing to strike a fatal blow, the young man, while taking out a strange Spirit Talisman, shouted urgently, "Fellow Daoist, I am from the Heavenly Ghost Royal Family. My Old Ancestor is one of the five Domain Generals under the ‘Domain Lord’ of the Xuanwu Realm. You cannot kill me."
"Heavenly Ghost Royal Family?"
Yang Che was momentarily stunned upon hearing this.
Yang Che remembered these four words clearly; he would probably never forget them.
Because of that vicious curse.
Seeing Yang Che hesitate, the pale-faced young man thought his words had a deterrent effect, and the finger he was about to use to crush the Spirit Talisman paused in time.
He was truly afraid that Yang Che was a ‘country bumpkin’ of the Cultivation World. If he had never heard of the Heavenly Ghost Royal Family, then he would die unjustly.
"Since you are from the Heavenly Ghost Royal Family, then you must die even more."
Yang Che said coldly, with a flick of his finger, the Flying Fire Needles instantly reached the young Cultivator's glabella.
However, in that flash of lightning, Yang Che's Flying Fire Needles were actually blocked by a strange talismanic light.
The young man, whose Face was already pale, now looked even more ashen, as if devoid of blood.
The young man's eyes seemed to spit fire, wanting to curse Yang Che, the ‘country bumpkin’, thoroughly.
But Yang Che ignored him, moving his finger again, forcing the Flying Fire Needles forward.
At this moment, the strange talismanic light flashed, and a palm-sized illusory figure of an old man suddenly appeared out of thin air at the young man's glabella.
"Fellow Daoist, please show mercy, please show mercy. If this junior of mine has offended you, I hope you will be more lenient for this old man's Face."
Yang Che narrowed his eyes slightly, seemingly deep in thought, but the next moment, he suddenly unleashed ‘Extreme Power’ to propel the Flying Fire Needles, instantly piercing through the young man's glabella.
The illusory old man's expression froze, then erupted into towering rage: "How dare you kill a direct junior of my clan! No matter who you are, I, Yuwen Yang, will surely exterminate your nine generations, kill your entire family, and even your Sect will not escape. Just you wait, old man!"
As the strange talismanic light gradually dissipated, the old man's illusory image also vanished.
Yang Che frowned. Just as he was collecting the Storage Pouches of these Cultivators, a soft yet somewhat familiar voice suddenly came from the side:
"Hahaha, Yang Che, I really didn't expect you to be so foolish as to dare kill someone from the Yuwen Family of a Rank 5 Realm. It seems I don't even need to act; your fate is already sealed."
With a wild and unrestrained laugh, a tall and slender young man revealed himself.
This young man had a feminine demeanor, and his Face was made up like a woman's.
He held a bamboo fan in his hand and wore an immaculate white robe. At first glance, he truly looked like a handsome and elegant scholar.
Wu Chan!
Yang Che immediately recognized this young man.
He was a Demonic Path Cultivator from the Joyous Union Sect in the Shura Country of the Mist Hidden Realm.
His cultivation was at the Foundation Establishment Late Stage.
He had almost been killed by this Cultivator when he went to visit Senior Sister Wen Xingyao at the Wu Mountain Mine in Jiang Country.
Yang Che's eyes narrowed.
He knew this person possessed a ‘soul-bewitching bell’ Magical Artifact, a top-grade artifact that was extremely potent and peculiar.
Sound wave-type Magical Artifacts had the most unusual attacks and were truly difficult to defend against.
However, since they had coincidentally met today, he had no reason whatsoever to let Wu Chan go.
Yang Che's killing intent burst forth, completely undisguised.
"What, you want to kill me?"
Wu Chan sneered, waving the fan in his hand with great elegance a few times, then suddenly snapped it shut. A powerful confidence appeared on his Face as he continued:
"Yang Che, I, Wu Chan, am no ordinary Foundation Establishment Cultivator. If you want to kill me, I'm afraid you'll never get the chance in this lifetime."
Having said that, Wu Chan directly took out a Medicinal Pill and threw it into his mouth.
Soon, Wu Chan's aura directly broke through the Foundation Establishment Late Stage, soaring to the Early Golden Core Stage.