Lin Qingzhi asked Lu Changsheng.
Lin Qingzhi was usually very low-key and rarely stirred up trouble.
Lu Changsheng nodded.
The Lianshan Holy Son, Wang Qin, was a Quasi-Immortal Emperor, and so was Lin Qingzhi.
Having Lin Qingzhi take action to gain some experience would also be a good thing.
With Lu Changsheng’s approval, Lin Qingzhi drew his longsword and entered the Cloud Realm to confront Wang Qin.
Wang Qin circulated his cultivation technique, filling the air with his dark purple True Qi.
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Lu Changsheng gave Lin Qingzhi a reminder.
The Lianshan Holy Land had produced many medical saints and could even concoct nineteen and twenty-grade Immortal Pills.
The Lianshan Holy Land was also proficient in the use of poison. Under the same realm, there weren’t many who could withstand Wang Qin’s potent toxins.
This was also why Wang Qin dared to challenge Lin Qingzhi.
If he couldn’t defeat Lu Changsheng, could he still not defeat Lin Qingzhi?
“Master, rest assured, my Everlasting Verdant Body is immune to all poisons.”
Lin Qingzhi responded calmly, filled with confidence.
Lu Changsheng was inwardly shocked. It seemed that Lin Qingzhi had discovered another wonderful use for his special physique, the “Everlasting Verdant Body.”
Wang Qin didn’t know that Lin Qingzhi possessed the Everlasting Verdant Body; this time, he would probably suffer a heavy blow.
“Kid, take my palm, and once you admit defeat due to the poison, I’ll give you the antidote!”
Wang Qin was confident as he fully engaged his cultivation technique and struck out with his palm.
The dark purple True Qi formed the shape of a hand, sweeping over everything in its path, causing vegetation to wither wherever it passed.
“This is the Lianshan Holy Land’s supreme skill, the ‘All Thoughts to Ash Palm.’ Even if you’re not hit directly, just inhaling a bit of the toxic Qi will block your Zodiac Meridians, making it difficult to circulate True Qi. Moreover, if an antidote is not taken within a certain period, one will bleed from all seven orifices and die, which is truly terrifying.”
“As expected of the Lianshan Holy Land, their cultivation techniques are extraordinary.”
“This time, the disciple of the Tai Hua Holy Son seems to be in for a rough time,” remarked the onlookers from Yaochi Holy Land.
They had seldom seen the masters of the Lianshan Holy Land, known for alchemy, use their ultimate skills.
Lin Qingzhi circulated his cultivation technique. The Everlasting Verdant Body emitted a brilliant green light. Then with an outstretched hand, the Immortal Sword behind Lin Qingzhi flew out, its green light illuminating heaven and earth.
“Break!”
Lin Qingzhi’s Immortal Sword cut through the dark purple palm.
Wang Qin still looked composed. “It’s useless. The uniqueness of the ‘All Thoughts to Ash Palm’ does not depend on hitting the opponent directly. As long as you inhale even a bit of True Qi, you will be poisoned, and after that, you’ll be no match for me.”
“Is that so?”
Lin Qingzhi’s Everlasting Verdant Body emitted a green light that blocked the dark purple True Qi, preventing even a trace from infiltrating.
The Everlasting Verdant Body, immune to all poisons!
Now, Wang Qin was no longer composed. The disciples of the Lianshan Holy Land had two main strengths: alchemy and using poison.
Alchemy was of no use during sparring or competitions, and if the opponent’s special physique made them immune to all poisons, then Wang Qin had no advantage at all.
“Now, it’s my turn to attack.”
Lin Qingzhi employed the swordplay recorded in the “Sword Scripture of the Divine King.” The green Sword Qi stirred the winds and clouds. In the Cloud Realm, the Spiritual Energy from all trees surged toward Lin Qingzhi, as if he was the master of all life.
Everyone watching the Yaochi Convention of cultivators couldn’t help but exclaim in shock.
The eldest disciple of Lu Changsheng was also so strong!
The power Lin Qingzhi displayed was comparable to that of a Preliminary Immortal Emperor!
“Wait, I admit defeat!”
To everyone’s surprise, Wang Qin had no intention of blocking Lin Qingzhi’s attack. Upon realizing that his poison was ineffective against Lin Qingzhi, he simply chose to surrender.
Poison Skills were one of the great secrets of the Lianshan Holy Land. If this great secret was rendered useless, Wang Qin’s strength among Quasi-Emperors was just average.
It was like the Taishi Holy Maiden ranked fourth on the Qilin Ranking, as long as her Pupil Skill was countered, her true strength might not surpass that of the Banished Sword Immortal and others.
“The Lianshan Holy Son is admitting defeat just like that?”
“You don’t understand, but the Lianshan Holy Land relies on their alchemy and poison skills, which is why they hold a high status. Once the Poison Skills are ineffective, their fighting power becomes average. Wang Qin knows he is no match and chose to surrender to avoid a disgraceful defeat.”
“I see. It turns out that Wang Qin is still a face-saving person.”
The crowd suddenly understood.
Lu Changsheng’s disciple Wang Qin surrendered voluntarily, avoiding the possibility of being defeated by Lin Qingzhi.
When Chongxu Daoist brought out the Qilin Ranking, with a stroke of his brush, he placed Lin Qingzhi at the 47th position.
At this, everyone was even more astonished.
The second disciple of Lu Changsheng also entered the top fifty of the Qilin Ranking, ranking even higher than Dugu Aotian, suggesting that Chongxu Daoist believed Lin Qingzhi’s strength may be a bit greater.
The people exchanged glances, bewildered.
Three individuals from Lu Changsheng’s disciples made it into the top fifty of the Qilin Ranking, which was simply inconceivable.
If both the master and his disciples were once-in-an-era geniuses, then just how strong was Lu Changsheng’s ability to mentor?
Such talents as Xia Ningxue, Li Changye, Liu Yiyi, and Lin Qinghan, who had entered the top one hundred of the Qilin Ranking, also had various connections to Lu Changsheng.
Master and disciples, relatives and friends—Lu Changsheng’s group seemed poised to dominate the ranking!
Immortal Changliu transmitted a message to Lin Xuantong, “Lin Xuantong, your disciple’s mentoring ability might even surpass yours. He’s only a Preliminary Immortal Emperor, and already two of his disciples have entered the top fifty of the Qilin Ranking. Given time, the potential of this group is boundless. You really are fortunate.”
“Hahaha, it seems I must drink a few more cups with you today.”
Lin Xuantong was in high spirits. He grabbed Immortal Changliu, determined to drink with his competitor until neither could stand.
Immortal Changliu gave Lin Xuantong a sidelong glance.
His own junior disciple, Li Changye, had been ranked 23rd on the Qilin Ranking, which was already an excellent result, and there was hope for entering the top ten in the future. Yet Lin Xuantong’s junior disciple, Lu Changsheng, was placed directly at the second spot on the Qilin Ranking.
What’s more, Lu Changsheng’s eldest disciple, Lin Qingzhi, ranked 47th, and the ninth disciple, Dugu Aotian, ranked 49th, both entering the top fifty of the Qilin Ranking simultaneously.
“Master, should I make a move?”
Su Xiaoqi, also a Quasi-Emperor, was ready to challenge the experts in the top one hundred of the Qilin Ranking, vying for a spot and for his master’s glory.
“As you wish.”
“Hehe.”
Su Xiaoqi ultimately chose Feng Chen from the Ancient Feng Family.
Feng Chen’s face darkened.
He had just been defeated by Dugu Aotian not long ago, and now the tenth disciple of Lu Changsheng had come to challenge him.
However, as the second talent of the Ancient Feng Family, he could not refuse a challenge from a woman, or would it not seem as though he was afraid of her?
“Last time it was Feng Chen who challenged the disciple of Immortal Tai Hua’s son, this time it’s Immortal Tai Hua’s disciple challenging Feng Chen. Whom do you think will win?”
“After all, Feng Chen is the second talent of the Ancient Feng Family. Losing once would have taught him a harsh lesson; surely he won’t lose a second time, right? Are all of Immortal Tai Hua’s disciples such monsters?”
“That’s hard to say. Didn’t you see? Immortal Tai Hua’s eldest disciple has just defeated the Holy Son of Lianshan.”
The surrounding cultivators dared not make casual predictions this time.
The performances of Lu Changsheng, Lin Qingzhi, and Dugu Aotian had taken them by surprise, and Su Xiaoqi causing an upset was not impossible.
As expected, Su Xiaoqi merged with the space, moving like an assassin, appearing and disappearing unpredictably.
Feng Chen roared angrily, but could not land a hit on Su Xiaoqi.
The Body of Nothingness, mastering the Space Law, she moved through spatial turbulence like a wandering dragon.
Su Xiaoqi also had rich experience in assassination, and her attacks were sharp and fierce.
In the end, Feng Chen was defeated by Su Xiaoqi.
The crowd fell silent.
Feng Chen, the Ancient Feng Family’s second talent, had become nothing more than a stepping stone for two of Lu Changsheng’s disciples.
By defeating Feng Chen, one could enter the top fifty of the Qilin Ranking!
Feng Chen’s face turned pale, in disbelief.
He lost again.
He was defeated by the second disciple of Lu Changsheng.
The second talent of the esteemed Feng Family was not even a match for the disciple of a Holy Land Holy Son.
To outsiders, the Ancient Feng Family now seemed nothing special.
Chongxu Daoist updated the Qilin Ranking once more, placing Su Xiaoqi at the 50th position.
Four individuals from Lu Changsheng’s group of disciples now occupied the top fifty on the Qilin Ranking.
Counting Xia Ningxue and Li Changye, six people related to Lu Changsheng had entered the Qilin Ranking.
Hey, hey, hey, the Qilin Ranking is at risk of being toyed with.
Chongxu Daoist was shocked at the dominance displayed by Lu Changsheng’s group; since he had taken charge of the Qilin Ranking, this was the first time he encountered such a large-scale ranking takeover.