Looking at this medicinal garden, the most common spirit herbs planted here are probably a hundred years old, and thousand-year-old spirit herbs are countless.
Among them, there are even a few ten-thousand-year-old spirit herbs. Just smelling the spiritual energy from those spirit herbs made his cultivation, as a Demon Infant Stage expert, loosen a bit.
These ten-thousand-year-old spirit herbs are currently only in the hands of a few Great Demons in the Demon World. If he could collect all these spirit herbs, he could easily gain the favor of the Great Demons and obtain their protection.
After seeing the spirit herbs in this medicinal garden, he had already mentally claimed them all as his own.
He wasn't unaware of Wen Xiangjie, but he was confident in his own strength as a mid-Demon Infant Stage expert and didn't pay any attention to her.
Qing Gui first looked around at these spirit herbs, which were about to become his, with a smug expression, and then he looked at Wen Xiangjie.
"Oh."
After carefully scrutinizing Wen Xiangjie, he let out a surprised sound.
He actually couldn't see through Wen Xiangjie's cultivation.
This secret realm only allows Cultivators and demons of the Golden Core stage and Nascent Soul Stage to enter. As a mid-Demon Infant Stage expert, it was impossible for anyone's cultivation to hide from his divine sense.
This could only mean that Wen Xiangjie possessed a treasure capable of shielding divine sense detection.
To possess such a treasure, this little Cultivator must have some background.
Just as he was carefully observing Wen Xiangjie, one of the ghost needles hidden in his fingertips actually vibrated slightly.
Qing Gui pulled out the slightly vibrating ghost needle from his fingernail, and the tip of the ghost needle pointed in Wen Xiangjie's direction.
"Oh? What a coincidence?" Qing Gui laughed loudly, "You're actually one of my targets for this trip!"
"Good, good! It seems my luck is truly extraordinary today. Not only have I found this precious medicinal garden in the secret realm, but I can also conveniently deal with my target for this trip! Once you're dead, all the treasures on you will be mine!"
Originally, Qing Gui had become much more cautious because he couldn't discern Wen Xiangjie's strength.
His ghost needle was his life-bound supreme treasure. Although it was affected by the magical artifact on Wen Xiangjie's body and failed to detect her as his mission target immediately, it still confirmed Wen Xiangjie's identity after a while.
This time, he knew Wen Xiangjie's identity.
A 15-year-old Golden Core True Person, an unparalleled prodigy of the Cultivation World.
He had already been over four hundred years old when he formed his Demonic Core, so his talent naturally couldn't compare to Wen Xiangjie's.
But living longer also had its advantages. Currently, he was a Demon Infant Stage expert, and no matter how talented Wen Xiangjie was, she was still only in the Golden Core stage. He was more than a full major realm higher than Wen Xiangjie.
Wen Xiangjie encountering him could only be considered her bad luck.
Thinking that he could once again prematurely kill a genius from the Cultivation World, and such a rare, once-in-ten-thousand-years supreme genius at that, Qing Gui felt his entire body's blood boil with excitement.
This feeling of pleasure even surpassed the excitement he felt when he saw the ten-thousand-year-old spirit herbs in this medicinal garden.
"Me? I'm your target for this trip?" Wen Xiangjie pointed her right index finger at herself in confusion.
"Oh, right, you still don't know. Then let me introduce myself first," Qing Gui cackled strangely.
Because Wen Xiangjie was just a little rookie at the early Golden Core stage, Qing Gui's entire demeanor was very relaxed, and he was willing to let Wen Xiangjie die with more understanding.
"A few days ago, a junior from Baiyu Sect approached me and offered a reward to have me hunt you down in this secret realm," Qing Gui took out a small storage bag from his storage belt.
"This reward, it's said, was gathered by several Cultivators. Among them, a few Cultivators seem to be your fellow disciples from Taiyi Sect. Considering their sincerity, I kindly accepted this hunting commission."
"You Cultivators, you look so righteous, but in reality, your intentions are far more vicious than us demonic Cultivators. These past few years, I don't know how many commissions I've accepted from you Cultivators to assassinate your own fellow disciples."
Qing Gui looked at Wen Xiangjie with malicious intent, trying to capture a look of pain on her face.
"How does it feel to be commissioned by your fellow disciples to be hunted by a demonic Cultivator?"
To Qing Gui's surprise, Wen Xiangjie did not show a pained expression, nor did she put on a carefree, unconcerned facade. Instead, she took out an engraving mirror and pointed it at him, turning the tables and interviewing him.
"Can you tell me in detail who these people are who want to kill me? It would be best if you could also describe their appearance and characteristics, and so on."
Qing Gui: ?
"What do you mean by this?" Qing Gui, for some reason, felt a sense of grievance, as if he was being treated as some kind of tool.
"Oh, aren't I about to die? I want to die with clarity before I go," Wen Xiangjie said earnestly.
Qing Gui: ?
This was indeed what he wanted to hear, but why did it feel so strange?
Although somewhat puzzled, driven by the desire to see a spectacle of fellow disciples turning on each other, Qing Gui still honestly began to describe.
"The person who came to me was the direct disciple of the Baiyu Sect's Sect Master, named Lin Zhaoyuan. As for those from your Taiyi Sect, one of them should be his brother; their names are similar..."
Wen Xiangjie nodded as she listened, her hand holding the engraving mirror steadily recording everything Qing Gui said.
After Qing Gui had divulged all the information, Wen Xiangjie put away the engraving mirror and gave Qing Gui a grateful smile: "You've worked hard, you've helped me a great deal. You truly are a good demon!"
Qing Gui: ???
Is this little Golden Core stage Cultivator in front of him being sarcastic? Every word she said seemed fine, yet sounded so uncomfortable?
Qing Gui was a reckless demonic Cultivator. As Wen Xiangjie made him uncomfortable, he immediately changed his expression, revealing his ferocious and cruel side.
"Are you toying with me? You, a mere Golden Core, dare to provoke me like this? I will definitely not let you die too painlessly!" Qing Gui's face darkened as he condensed his demonic power.
The pressure of a mid-Demon Infant Stage expert surged towards Wen Xiangjie without reservation.
The Elf Queen waved her small magic wand, casting a shield over Wen Xiangjie, blocking Qing Gui's pressure.
After entering the game dungeon, the Elf Queen's abilities were also further enhanced by the dungeon and the system on Wen Xiangjie's body.
"I am currently in a desperate situation, relying on the spiritual energy of ten-thousand-year-old spirit herbs to seek survival and make a breakthrough. This is very reasonable, right?" Wen Xiangjie suddenly murmured to herself.
Qing Gui: ?
"What, are you so scared you're starting to babble? Do you think you're the Heavenly Dao, where your words become law?" Qing Gui mocked.
A little rookie at the early Golden Core stage, no matter how much she broke through, how far could she go?
Wen Xiangjie took out a freshly collected ten-thousand-year-old spirit herb from her storage ring, directly put it into her mouth, and then opened her panel.