Cultivating Immortality: What kind of cheat can you use if you don't have money?

Chapter 28 The Power of the Sword

With a wave of his hand, Xiang Ming instantly produced a precious fan, entirely crimson with lifelike feathers, in his hand. The fan surface was faintly shimmering with flowing fire patterns and radiated a scorching heat.

"Holy crap! A low-grade spiritual treasure, the Fire Feather Fan! Brother Xiang is truly amazing, even bringing such a treasure!" Han Feiyu exclaimed excitedly from the side.

Li Qingyi's eyes sharpened; she knew perfectly well that Han Feiyu was reminding her of her opponent's true strength.

"Using a magical artifact right from the start? You can't handle this, can you?"

Xiang Ming held the fan in one hand, and with a flick of his wrist, Li Qingyi immediately felt a wave of scorching heat rush towards her.

The surrounding air was slightly distorted due to the high temperature.

Ling'er, who was standing behind Li Qingyi, saw all of this clearly.

At this moment, she was also very curious about Li Qingyi's strength and what trump cards he had up his sleeve.

Li Qingyi and Xiang Ming faced off across the distance, their auras locked, neither daring to launch an attack first, creating a tense atmosphere.

Xiang Ming could clearly sense the sharp and unyielding sword intent emanating from Li Qingyi, and knew that the person in front of him was no ordinary person, so he dared not make any rash moves.

Those cultivators who were only at the first or second level of Qi Refining could not sense the invisible pressure of the sword energy.

They sensed that Xiang Ming was in a very aggressive mood and had victory in his grasp, so they all started to cheer him on.

"Senior Brother Xiang! Quickly, deal with this arrogant scoundrel!"

Jiang Yu, who had just been frightened away by Li Qingyi's sword energy, immediately shouted loudly upon seeing the arrival of powerful reinforcements.

Han Feiyu's eyes darted around, and she joined the crowd, shouting louder than anyone else:

"Brother Xiang, hurry up! Let's display the might of our Six Gates; we can't afford to lose face!"

His excessive enthusiasm displeased Xiang Ming, who turned around and glared at him.

"Come and try if you dare!"

"I'll do it!" Han Feiyu actually agreed and quickly stepped forward, walking towards Xiang Ming.

Just as he arrived behind Xiang Ming, and everyone thought he was about to make a move, a sudden change occurred.

Without warning, Han Feiyu drew his sword and launched a sneak attack on Xiang Ming.

The blade moved with overwhelming force, aiming straight for the vital points.

Fortunately, Xiang Ming reacted quickly, and the moment he sensed the killing intent, he waved his fire feather fan.

A violent, scorching wave of fire surged out, instantly sending Han Feiyu, who had launched the sneak attack, flying away.

Han Feiyu coughed up a mouthful of blood while still in mid-air.

Li Qingyi seized this opening and slashed with her sword.

An invisible sword aura slashed towards Xiang Ming.

It can only be said that Xiang Ming truly deserves to be called the pride of the Crimson Fire Sect. After dealing with Han Feiyu's sneak attack, he devised a countermeasure with lightning speed.

He frantically channeled his inner power, rapidly forming hand seals.

"Crimson Flame Python Devour!"

With his roar, the Fire Feather Fan burst forth with a dazzling red light, and the surging fire-attribute spiritual power transformed into a giant, ferocious, roaring fire python that was over ten meters long, opening its mouth to bite at Li Qingyi.

However, the formidable fiery python, upon contact with the invisible sword energy, became as fragile as paper, crumbling inch by inch from head to tail, turning into countless sparks that scattered and fell in all directions.

The sword energy continued its momentum, remaining sharp and fierce.

Xiang Ming sensed the impending crisis and was greatly alarmed.

He roared and poured all his remaining magic power into the Fire Feather Fan, creating a solid barrier of flames in front of him.

With a crack, the flame barrier, which was strong enough to withstand the full force of an ordinary Qi Refining Level 3 cultivator, shattered in an instant before the sword energy.

Xiang Ming was struck hard and flew backward. His protective robe shattered, revealing a deep, bone-revealing gash on his chest.

He staggered back more than ten steps before being barely supported by the Crimson Fire Sect disciples who rushed forward to help him. His face was ashen, and his breathing was erratic.

At this moment, the entire audience was focused and completely silent.

The most surprised was Han Feiyu, "Old Qin really knows how to hide!"

Li Qingyi withdrew her sword finger, her tone indifferent, "Now, anyone who dares to step forward will die!"

Taking advantage of the moment, Han Feiyu mustered his strength, endured the pain, and leaped to Li Qingyi's side, standing shoulder to shoulder with him.

Li Qingyi then noticed that Han Feiyu's mouth was bleeding and his breath was weak, clearly indicating that Xiang Ming's angry attack had seriously injured him.

"Cough cough..."

"Are you alright?"

"He won't die."

Even Li Qingyi herself was startled by the power of this invisible sword energy.

"If I had known it was this powerful, why did I stay locked in a stalemate with him for so long?"

Below, countless people are angrily denouncing Han Feiyu's traitorous behavior.

However, the leading Qi Refining Level 3 cultivators, such as Jiang Yixi and Qi Zirui from the Taixu Sect, looked at Li Qingyi with deep solemnity and apprehension.

They knew perfectly well that even without Han Feiyu's sneak attack that caused him to lose the initiative, Xiang Ming wouldn't have been able to withstand that sword strike.

This person's strength far surpasses that of others of the same level!

With the help of his fellow disciples, Xiang Ming struggled to take out a healing pill and swallowed it. His gaze toward Li Qingyi was filled with fear and lingering dread.

Just a moment ago, he truly felt the approach of death.

At this moment, the disciples below cursed even more fiercely.

Han Feiyu, however, didn't care at all, and pointed at Li Qingyi beside him with a grin:

"He's my brother, my dearest friend! If I don't help him, who will I help?"

Faced with this shameless behavior, everyone was speechless for a moment.

Li Qingyi's lips twitched.

He was genuinely worried that the next second, Han Feiyu would suddenly kick him into the crowd and shout:

"Add more money!"

Ling'er, standing behind the two, had a glint of wonder in her beautiful eyes.

The strength that Li Qingyi was displaying at this moment made her even more convinced that this person's identity was definitely not ordinary.

At that moment, another change occurred.

The sky was dyed blood red, and a streak of blood-red light rushed towards us from the horizon.

"key!"

The five Qi Refining Level 3 prodigies below suddenly lit up, their figures leaping up as they used their respective skills to try and seize the prize.

However, Li Qingyi reacted even faster than them.

Almost the instant the blood appeared, he didn't hesitate and made a gesture with his finger.

The invisible sword energy struck first, cutting into the space above the five people and blocking their route of attack.

The five men dared not be careless and joined forces to defend themselves.

Faced with the full-force defense of the five prodigies, the sword energy could only break through their defenses and then dissipate on its own.

But the five of them were delayed for a moment.

In that instant, the token flew over them and into the cave.

Without lingering in the fight, Li Qingyi grabbed the token, pulled Ling'er along, and headed towards the Purple Mansion Inheritance.

The two transformed into two afterimages and crashed straight into the cliff face.

Seeing Li Qingyi's actions, Han Feiyu didn't hesitate. Despite his injuries, he immediately followed suit and crashed headfirst into the cliff face.

He didn't want to be beaten to a pulp by the dozen or so people behind him.

When the six prodigies arrived at the cliff cave, the other three had already disappeared.

"Who is that person?" Xiang Ming asked.

Everyone shook their heads, except for Jiang Yixi, whose eyes were deep and she seemed to be thinking about something.

"What do we do now?" Qi Zirui of the Taixu Sect asked.

Jiang Yixi withdrew her gaze and calmly replied:

"Wait. Holding that token only allows you to enter early. In about an hour, the inheritance here will be fully activated, at which time everyone can enter."

Xiang Ming stared at her, his brows furrowing almost imperceptibly. "In an hour, I'm afraid there will be nothing left."

Qi Zirui: "The inheritance of the Purple Mansion relies most heavily on fate. If there is no fate, even if they stay inside for a day and a night, they may not be able to find the core inheritance."

Conversely, if fate allows, even if it's just for a moment, what's meant to be yours will ultimately be yours.

After he finished speaking, everyone nodded.

……

Within the land of heritage.

The light is soft, and the air is filled with a misty, ethereal atmosphere, creating a world completely different from the outside world.

As soon as Han Feiyu entered, he pointed at Li Qingyi and said, "Old Qin! You're so disloyal! Why didn't you pull me away?"

Li Qingyi raised an eyebrow. "What kind of behavior is this, two grown men pulling and tugging at each other? With your cunning and cleverness, how could you not keep up?"

"I'm injured! Seriously injured!"

"Your voice sounds quite strong."

The two of them chatted back and forth, arguing quite animatedly, which somewhat eased the tense atmosphere.

Ling'er watched quietly from the side, unable to resist covering her mouth and chuckling softly.

"These two are interesting."

"Alright, stop arguing," Ling'er interrupted at the right moment.

Upon hearing this, the two indeed gave up.

Li Qingyi quickly surveyed her surroundings, her gaze soon settling on the path she had walked in the previous simulation.

"The interior space of this inheritance site seems extremely spacious," Li Qingyi said.

"In that case, why don't we split into three groups and each search for opportunities separately? That would be more efficient. What do you all think?"

Upon hearing this, Han Feiyu shook his head. "No, brother! I'm badly injured and barely breathing. How can you bear to abandon me?"

Li Qingyi's lips twitched, only then remembering that Han Feiyu was indeed injured.

After all, Han Feiyu wasn't here the time before last.

"Alright, let's go together then. Ling'er, what do you think?" He still asked for Ling'er's opinion.

Ling'er naturally had no objection and nodded.

So, led by Li Qingyi, the three of them headed in the direction he remembered.

Thinking of the remnant soul's bad temper, Li Qingyi immediately instructed the two of them:

"No matter what happens later, remember to follow my lead and do not act rashly."

Seeing his seriousness, the two nodded earnestly.

However, the more Ling'er followed Li Qingyi, the more confused she became.

She keenly sensed that Li Qingyi was extremely familiar with this place, and his steps were almost without hesitation.

After about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, a relatively isolated stone chamber appeared in front of the three of them.