Secrets? Who doesn’t have them?
Most secrets naturally disappear.
Among those vanished secrets, how many were truly desired to be known?
Vanished secrets are often worthless.
Qian Duoduo hooked his right hand, and the Golden Rooster Sword descended from the sky, piercing Huo Qifeng’s back.
Huo Qifeng hadn’t expected Qian Duoduo to be so decisive, and he opened his mouth to say, “You, you, you…”
His neck twisted, and a black dart shot out of his mouth as he died.
“Take your secret and go on your Upper Road.”
Qian Duoduo took Huo Qifeng’s bronze mirror and Storage Pouch, and whispered to him.
If Qian Duoduo had truly wanted to hear Huo Qifeng’s secret just now, he probably would have been hit by that black dart from his mouth.
A black dart that couldn’t be blacker!
Qian Duoduo extended his Spiritual Awareness into the forest, and only after confirming there were no more enemy Disciples did he continue forward.
After walking for three or four hours, a grassland appeared before Qian Duoduo’s eyes.
The grass on the grassland was grayish-white, standing straight and unmoving.
The only thing moving was a figure, a figure wearing the orange robe of the Refining Spirit Sect.
Chu Tianqi?
Qian Duoduo’s heart sank, and his Spiritual Awareness extended towards the figure a hundred feet away.
That person was writhing on the ground, in great pain.
Qian Duoduo’s Spiritual Awareness reached him and touched him.
That person froze, then looked up towards Qian Duoduo.
If not Chu Tianqi, then who else could it be?
At this moment, Chu Tianqi no longer looked like a rich young master.
His handsome and fair face was marked with black and red streaks, his eyes showed despair, and his mouth seemed to be blocked by something, unable to utter a word.
Chu Tianqi kept waving his hands at Qian Duoduo—
Qian Duoduo understood his meaning: he didn’t want him to come over.
But seeing him like this, how could he not go over?
Even though Qian Duoduo clearly knew that he was bait.
Bait that an enemy sect was using to lure him in, intending to kill him.
Qian Duoduo slowed his pace, approaching Chu Tianqi step by step.
He was still eighty feet away from him.
Chu Tianqi looked at Qian Duoduo, tears streaming down his face like a spring.
His hands shook even more violently.
His mouth opened and closed silently—
“Don’t come over, don’t come over!”
Qian Duoduo understood his words.
In his Spiritual Awareness, an enemy appeared.
From the Shengling Sect, to Chu Tianqi’s left, ten feet away, holding a strong crossbow, with a patch of grass on his head.
This enemy was at the Foundation Establishment Initial Stage.
Qian Duoduo walked forward step by step, his Eternal Wealth and Nobility Art and Turning Stone into Gold Art operating rapidly.
Less than fifty feet from Chu Tianqi, Qian Duoduo saw that his mouth was empty; his tongue was clearly gone.
In his ears and nose, several blades of grass grew, some black and white.
Qian Duoduo’s heart sank to the bottom of ice—
He had been poisoned and was severely injured.
Qian Duoduo’s heart burned with raging flames—
Killing someone only requires a nod of the head, why torment them so?
If they wanted to kill him, they should come for him directly; why use others as threats?
Seeing Qian Duoduo constantly approaching, Chu Tianqi struggled to get up.
He supported his swaying body with trembling hands, knelt down to Qian Duoduo, and began kowtowing.
With each kowtow, he desperately shook his head at Qian Duoduo, urging him not to go any further.
What a proud person Chu Tianqi was!
Even when defeated by Qian Duoduo, he had never knelt or kowtowed.
His kneeling and kowtowing at this moment were his plea to Qian Duoduo not to fall into the enemy’s trap.
Only by being alive was there a chance for revenge!
Qian Duoduo closed his eyes, unable to bear looking at him.
No matter what, he had to bring him back to the sect.
Since he had seen it, Qian Duoduo had to do it.
In his Spiritual Awareness, another enemy also revealed himself.
He was also a Shengling Sect Disciple, ambushing in front of Chu Tianqi’s right side, with empty hands.
But in front of him, more than a dozen Magic Treasures were scattered.
Among them were Mortal Weapons, artisan artifacts, and even a Dan artifact.
The Spiritual Qi fluctuations of these Magic Treasures were extremely low; if Qian Duoduo hadn’t opened his Upper Spirit Sea, he wouldn’t have discovered them.
These scattered Magic Treasures were naturally meant to be detonated.
The enemy on the right front was also an Artifact Refiner.
Using an Artifact Refiner to deal with an Artifact Refiner, using detonating Magic Treasures to deal with detonating Magic Treasures.
This arrangement was very appropriate.
Qian Duoduo slowed his pace, layers of Spiritual Awareness protecting him.
The two Disciples ambushing on the left and right, though already at Foundation Establishment, were not among the top few Disciples of the Shengling Sect.
Such painstaking effort could not be without a main attacker.
Qian Duoduo shifted his steps to the left, bypassing the Magic Treasure zone, and walked towards the Shengling Sect Disciple on the left.
Knowing that so many Magic Treasures were about to explode, he couldn’t actively walk into them.
If he couldn’t find the main attacker, then he would force them out.
The Shengling Sect Disciple holding the strong crossbow began to tremble slightly.
An ambusher, if discovered, becomes the hunter’s prey.
Forty feet, thirty feet…
Chu Tianqi no longer had strength, softly lying on the ground, his hands clenched into fists.
Qian Duoduo believed that if he could commit suicide, he definitely would, rather than let himself save him.
“Tianqi, let’s go home!”
Qian Duoduo roared in his heart.
When he was still ten feet from Chu Tianqi, he suddenly swung a sword at the Shengling Sect Disciple holding the strong crossbow.
At the same time, he shot an Yin Yang Spring Breeze Scissors each to Chu Tianqi’s front, back, left, and right.
To beat the bush and scare the snake, to make a feint.
As the sword light appeared, the Shengling Sect Disciple lying in the grass leaped out from the ground.
He rolled outwards, pulled the trigger of the strong crossbow in his hand, and a series of crossbow bolts shot directly at Qian Duoduo’s head.
The crossbow bolts automatically exploded upon nearing him.
Qian Duoduo threw out more than a dozen Wolf Fang Black Iron Hammers, directly meeting the crossbow bolts.
He grabbed Chu Tianqi with his right hand, wanting to pull him closer and give him some Medicinal Pills to detoxify him.
Just then, Chu Tianqi grunted in pain, suddenly raised his head, his eyes bloodshot, like a vicious wolf, completely losing his mind.
He struggled for a moment, then paused, and, following Qian Duoduo’s pull, lunged over, his hands forming claws, grabbing at Qian Duoduo’s eyes.
“Tianqi!”
He clenched the Golden Rooster Sword in his hand towards Chu Tianqi, and a sound wave slammed into his head.
Chu Tianqi’s eyes instantly turned white, and he sobered up, speaking in a slurred voice:
“Go!”
“Boom!”
His body suddenly exploded, and a Blood Dandelion grew out of him, countless seeds flying into the air.
Blood Dandelion, a highly poisonous spiritual plant, uses the flesh and blood of Cultivators, Spirit Beasts, and Spirit Birds as fertilizer.
“Tianqi!”
Qian Duoduo cried out in sorrow.
Chu Tianqi knew he had no hope of survival.
Qian Duoduo knew the person who killed Chu Tianqi—Yu Renjie.
“A moving poisonous plant. His whole body is highly poisonous, covered with various toxic spiritual plants.
According to the opponent’s characteristics, he specifically makes poisonous plants grow, blossom, and sprout.
Do not let him get close, and especially do not let him touch you.
Within one foot of him, it’s best not to breathe.
Once close or touched, it’s highly possible to be planted with poisonous grass by him, becoming fertilizer for spiritual plants.”
Blood Dandelion seeds flew in overwhelming numbers.
The Shengling Sect Disciple on the right controlled the Magic Treasures on the ground to attack.
The Cultivator on the left, holding the strong crossbow, shot a string of crossbow bolts.
None of these were the most lethal.
Where Chu Tianqi had been lying, a person with a pitch-black face pressed his hand on the grass.
Two furry branches, faster than crossbow bolts, grabbed at Qian Duoduo’s ankles from the ground.
This person, whose face resembled fertilizer, was Yu Renjie.
Qian Duoduo pressed his hand seal downwards, lightly calling out in his heart, “Golden Toad!”
He raised his hand seal upwards, tilted his head back, and roared angrily.
“Shedding!”