The mountain wind moaned, a deadly aura pervading the battlefield.

Just as Mr. Mao finished speaking, ten Pulse Condensation Realm demonic beasts already formed a siege, trapping Qin An and Mr. Sun at the center.

More than dozens of Gui Cang Realm beasts surrounded them, and the overwhelming demonic energy rolled like waves against the shore, sweeping across the entire mountain path.

Qi Chenfeng propped his sword into the ground, staggered but rose to his feet.

Du Yixing and Bai Ruqi supported each other.

All three looked pale.

The ambush just now came unexpectedly; at this moment, their meridians were damaged, and their combat power was nearly depleted.

Mr. Mao's vertical pupils gleamed with a ghostly light, his cold gaze locked onto Qin An, who stood holding his saber, saying, "Mr. Mao, this battle's first credit should be yours."

They didn't assault Qin An directly but divided their forces into three, first disabling the three mountain patrol Gold Guards.

Now, only Qin An remained in true combat power.

Though Mr. Sun had reached the Pulse Condensation Realm, he was ultimately a healer, and his combat power did not match his realm.

They intended to kill Qin An effortlessly.

"Mr. Qin, take Mr. Sun and go first." Qi Chenfeng's eyes were bloodshot, his veins bulging as he tightly gripped the sword hilt: "We'll try our best to hold them off."

Du Yixing raised his twin hooks before his chest.

Bai Ruqi also held her ground among the beasts, her gold-threaded gloves reflecting a captivating glare.

Despite their greatly reduced combat power, if they fought to the death, they might hold the enemy off for a moment.

Patrol guards never meet good ends, even mountain patrol Gold Guards face the same fate.

Today's best option was for Qin An to break through with Mr. Sun, seek help from the Evil Extermination Bureau, and await their revenge.

Doing so would at least thwart the beasts' scheme.

If Qin An also fell here, everyone would perish, and the beasts' plan would succeed.

No matter what, death awaits, so might as well choose a death that troubles the beasts.

Mr. Mao scornfully laughed upon hearing this, "Lingzhou is a hundred miles away; where can he escape to?"

These words fell like cold water, plunging Qi Chenfeng and the others into silence.

Mr. Sun silently lowered his medicine basket, retrieved a silver needle from his bosom, and pinched it between his fingers.

He anticipated danger in this journey; though not adept at fighting, he was at least a Pulse Condensation Realm cultivator, capable of providing some support.

Xu Ruoyu, however, reacted differently.

Under the might of ten Pulse Condensation Realm beasts and numerous Gui Cang Realm demonic creatures, his legs trembled, and he collapsed to the ground.

Due to his teacher's influence, he was highly respected in Xunyang Prefecture, associating with noble young masters.

Never had he faced such a scene.

"Don't... don't kill me..." Xu Ruoyu muttered through chattering teeth, a cowardly look on his face.

Mr. Sun frowned and sighed, "If by chance we survive today, our master-disciple bond ends; you are no longer my student."

He had completely lost hope.

He had thought Xu Ruoyu was only impatient, still moldable.

But faced with life and death, his cowardly demeanor revealed, leaving Mr. Sun disappointed.

Impatience could be solved, but cowardice couldn't.

Upon hearing this, Xu Ruoyu abruptly looked up and snarled, "Survive? How can we survive today?"

"Old fool! I told you we shouldn't leave the city; yet you insisted on training my mind! If I die, your legacy will perish!"

In a life-and-death environment, people often show various ugly behaviors; Xu Ruoyu was no exception.

Mr. Sun was stunned, never expecting such words from his usually respectful student, momentarily left speechless.

After venting, Xu Ruoyu turned his resentful gaze toward Qin An, speaking with bitterness: "I was planning on returning to Xunyang Prefecture to use my connections to deal with you gradually; now it's been simplified."

"Such a talent in Lingzhou's medical field, joining me in the yellow river isn't unfair!"

Recognizing the inevitable doom, he no longer cared and simply tore off the facade.

"Ungrateful disciple! You!" Mr. Sun was furious.

But before he could speak, Qin An interrupted.

"I don't like your gaze," Qin An said indifferently, "Moreover, it might not be us dying today."

Xu Ruoyu froze on the spot: "What did you say!"

Qin An approached slowly, speaking down to him: "We might not die, but you—will die soon."

Upon hearing this, Xu Ruoyu felt his hair stand on end as if thrown into an ice cellar.

Before he could react, a bright saber light flashed past.

A human head flew up, rolling three times on the ground before coming to a stop.

Xu Ruoyu's head had his eyes wide open, looking dead yet unrepentant.

Qin An wiped the blood from his saber, saying coldly: "You... don't have the chance to go back."

Initially, Qin An didn't take Xu Ruoyu seriously, but the resentful gaze and words spoke an entirely different story, forcing Qin An's hand.

Return to Xunyang Prefecture and use connections for revenge?

Then don't return, remain here forever.

The scenery here is pleasant, perfect for burial.

Mr. Sun's pupils contracted sharply, sweating as he watched Qin An's swift saber action.

Such decisive killing by this young man sent a chill down his spine.

Nonetheless, regarding Xu Ruoyu's death, Mr. Sun felt no pity.

This boy was cowardly, sniveling before the demonic beasts; even if he survived, it would be a disgrace to the medical field.

Any revelation of this incident would lead to his ruin.

Furthermore, Mr. Sun already felt utterly disillusioned by him.

Qin An glanced askew at the demonic horde, stating: "Ten Pulse Condensation? The beast hall really holds me in high regard."

Mr. Mao and the rest coldly sneered, only speaking when Qin An turned, in a sinister tone.

"Little brat, facing death yet so calm, what a pity; if only you were from the beast tribe, I'd like to recruit you under my command."

"Facing death?" Qin An pondered: "What facing death?"

Mr. Mao frowned: "Ten Pulse Condensation Realm beasts, dozens of Gui Cang Realm creatures, can you still survive?"

He discerned Qin An's meaning, seemingly unfazed by them.

Qin An realized: "Oh, just you bunch of worthless rabble?"

Upon this utterance, silence blanketed the scene.

Mr. Sun slightly trembled holding the silver needle.

Qi Chenfeng's eyes widened, disbelief written all over his face.

Du Yixing even forgot to breathe.

Bai Ruqi gazed at Qin An, shocked.

At a time like this, Qin An remained nonchalant.

Ten Pulse Condensation Realm demonic beasts, isn't that terrifying?

Mr. Mao shouted in frustration: "You punk, even in death you remain stubborn; wait till I kill you, I'll leave your mouth intact and roast it with fire daily!"

"Attack!"

He had no intention to waste words.

Rather than facing Qin An's ridicule, he preferred to simply claim Qin An's head.

Just as his voice fell, the place where Qin An was standing began to fade.

"Afterimage?" Mr. Yang was shocked, "What kind of body technique is this?"

He heard the sound of wind beside him.

Mr. Yang turned to look, and saw Qin An charging at a demon elder with a blade, the straight blade whistling with a chilling and terrifying sound, cutting through the air.

The demon elder raised his claws to resist.

But the next moment, a crack sounded.

He saw a cold star with an unstoppable might, cutting off the demon elder's claws.

A cold flash passed, and a line of blood appeared on the demon elder's forehead, splitting in two.

Qin An took out a demon crystal and absorbed it into his body, his voice booming like thunder.

"I have eight main meridians, all refined by the earth meridians."

"I practice countless secret techniques."

"If you are not trash, then who is?"

Eight main meridians refined by earth meridians?

This statement left the scene in silence.

Mr. Sun's silver needle was already bent into a hook shape.

Qi Chenfeng and Du Yixing looked at each other, both seeing the shock in the other's eyes.

One strike to kill a Pulse Condensation Realm demon was enough to surprise them.

But Qin An's next words left them stunned.

Eight main meridians refined by earth meridians, what kind of foundation is this.

In Lingzhou, the earth meridian crystals are extremely rare, even Xunyang Prefecture can hardly find one.

All eight meridians refined by earth meridians, unheard of!

Qi Chenfeng gulped, "No wonder... he can slay a demon in one strike..."

With such a foundation, it makes sense to be able to kill a Pulse Condensation Realm demon in one strike.

In the shadows, Zhao Wuhuan lightly waved a folding fan, glancing at Black Wind, "See anything?"

Black Wind was sweating profusely, "Eight meridians of earth meridians... if this one were in Lingzhou, a shining pearl obscured by dust."

Zhao Wuhuan frowned, "I ask you... can you see his intentions?"

Black Wind snapped out of it, shaking his head, "I only saw this much."

Zhao Wuhuan sighed, "His words were a warning to us... he knew we were observing all along."

Black Wind recalled the earlier situation, it seemed to be true.

Zhao Wuhuan continued, "This one is clever, knowing he must show strength to dispel doubts about the Extinguishing Yang Elixir, otherwise why reveal his foundation?"

Black Wind hesitated, "Then... should we take action?"

Zhao Wuhuan closed the folding fan with a snap, "No rush, keep watching, eight main meridians refined by earth meridians is a rare thing, these demons probably aren't enough for him to kill."

Black Wind pondered silently, saying nothing more.

In the scene.

Mr. Yang felt a coldness all over as his staff pointed directly at Qin An, "Kill! Surround and kill him!"

He dared not delay any longer, now wanting to slay Qin An, he could only surround and kill.

Eight main meridians of earth meridians!

Such a foundation, simply unimaginable!

Did this rascal take all the earth meridian crystals in Lingzhou?

Mr. Mao let out a sharp howl, his fur bristling, revealing his true form.

The other elders and Gui Cang Realm demons did the same.

As they revealed their true forms, tremendous evil qi surged forth.

In this overwhelming evil qi, Qin An used the Dragon Roar Wind Shadow Step, darting like a phantom to Mr. Mao's front.

"Even a cat can be an elder?" Qin An's tone was calm like autumn water, the cold star slashing across.

He did not use the Three Blades Unite, just the ordinary Ice Flame Blood Transformation Saber was enough to deal with them.

Mr. Mao's claws swiped like the wind, casting afterimages in the air, yet unable to resist Qin An's straight blade.

The straight blade pierced into Mr. Mao's chest, and he felt cold all over.

The tri-colored true qi was destroying Mr. Mao's internal organs.

In a moment of crisis, Mr. Mao steeled his heart, gripping the straight blade tightly.

"I can't live, but you will accompany me!"

Just as the words fell, the attack behind had already landed on Qin An.

Mr. Sun and others wanted to help, but it was too late, they could only watch the attack hit Qin An's back.

It's over!

A thought rose in everyone's hearts.

Even Zhao Wuhuan in the shadows thought the same.

But the next moment, their thoughts were forcefully erased by Qin An's performance.

The elder demon behind was a snake demon, at this moment it had turned into a giant python thick as a tree trunk, its fangs shining with dark light, biting Qin An's shoulder.

Just as it bit down, a hint of excitement appeared on the snake elder's face.

He was about to inject the terrifying venom into Qin An's body, but realized something was wrong.

"Why is the spot bitten... so hard?"

Just as the thought appeared, a foot of gang qi suddenly bounced away.

Protective cultivation technique!

The snake elder's teeth broke through only the first layer of gang qi, blocked by the true essence shield within, not even touching the third layer of golden light.

Qin An slightly turned, clenched his left fist, and slammed it into the snake elder's head.

Blood-Burning Eight-Forged Dragon Demon Hand!

He did not burn his qi blood power, for these demons of the same realm were not qualified.

The snake elder's head exploded, and a demon crystal was absorbed into Qin An's body.

Mr. Mao, who held Qin An's straight blade tightly, froze.

Qin An said indifferently, "Had enough holding?"

As the words fell, the straight blade was pulled out by Qin An.

"I excel in both fist and blade." Qin An looked around at the demons, his voice like cold iron, "But I do not only know fist and blade techniques."

The scene was silent.

Mr. Sun and others were speechless with their mouths wide open.

The demons preparing to attack Qin An showed fear in their eyes, hesitating to move forward.

"Attacking like a god, defense like iron..." Mr. Yang was frightened to his core, a retreating thought arising, "What kind of monster is this?"

He finally understood, why Mr. Hou, Mr. Quan, and other demons died so easily.

They were facing not some country boy, clearly a terrifying beast in human form.

The sound of wind was heard, and Mr. Yang saw Qin An swiftly approaching, almost within reach.

"Losing focus during a fight can be fatal."

Qin An raised the cold star, stabbing directly at Mr. Yang's throat.

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