Chapter 14: Give Me a Chance

The woman in the cyan dress stared at Qin Ming for a long moment, then broke into a radiant smile. “Since you’re so straightforward, I can offer you a reward.”

“Oh, by the way, my name is Ling Xuewei.”

“Qin Ming,” he replied softly after a brief hesitation.

“This divine metal you hold is called Da Luo Divine Gold. It contains a trace of power from the Immortal Mansion, but unfortunately, it’s been corrupted, and its foundation ruined.”

“Unless a master craftsman personally extracts the essence, it’s basically useless.”

Ling Xuewei looked at the black stone in Qin Ming’s hand. This thing still had some salvageable value in the Immortal Mansion, but on the Xuanyao Continent, few could purify it.

“It doesn’t matter. I just like collecting strange stones,” Qin Ming said without lying.

With the Nine-Dragon Heaven-Burying Cauldron in his possession, a curse or corruption was just another form of nourishment. Everything could be refined; there was no need to worry.

Qin Ming concealed the stone quietly, but Ling Xuewei saw through the small gesture. This guy was quite possessive.

The divine metal was indeed valuable, and she was somewhat tempted. But since it was corrupted and its value plummeted, it wasn’t worth fighting a cultivator from a lower realm over.

“By the way, do you know the Great Demon God of the Heavenly Path?” Ling Xuewei suddenly asked.

Qin Ming’s body tensed but quickly returned to normal. Without changing expression, he said, “The Great Demon God of the Heavenly Path? I don’t know him.”

If it wasn’t his concern, he’d keep it that way. Even if the Great Demon God was his own identity, he would still pretend not to know.

Let those who seek the Great Demon God look for him—what did Qin Ming have to do with it?

“Do you have a grudge against him?” Qin Ming probed gently.

Ling Xuewei did not respond but instead asked calmly, “Come with me into the depths of the Hundred-Break Mountain Range. I’ll take you to slay some demons.”

Her tone was calm yet exuded a fiercely domineering madness.

Qin Ming rubbed his nose, wondering if he was being dragged into trouble.

“I’ll cover your rear, Miss Leng,” he said, walking behind Ling Xuewei.

Though this woman was unfathomable and her strength unpredictable, it was best to be cautious.

A flicker of intrigue flashed in Ling Xuewei’s beautiful eyes.

In the Immortal Mansion, geniuses seldom engaged in such self-deprecating acts to prove their masculinity.

This man, however, surprised her.

Nonetheless, Ling Xuewei didn’t fuss and took the lead.

Her steps were light and graceful, seemingly slow but actually swift like a wisp of smoke.

Qin Ming hurried behind, almost losing her.

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They ventured deeper into the Hundred-Break Mountain Range.

Everywhere lay white human bones.

Many were decayed, crumbling into dust with a light step.

The cultivation world was merciless.

A single misstep could lead to total defeat.

The mountain’s depths were markedly quieter.

Unlike the outskirts where waves of monsters surged, here only sporadic beast roars echoed.

Yet Qin Ming sensed no comfort in this.

The few roars carried cultivation fluctuations not weaker than the third level of the Bitter Sea Realm.

This meant that while few in number, the monsters here were powerful.

Once monsters entered the Bitter Sea Realm, their wisdom surged, their cunning rivaling humans’.

They would be formidable foes.

Moreover, the sky here remained dark and overcast, heavy with impending storm.

As Qin Ming pondered, several cold auras rapidly approached.

At their head was a golden lion, its fur shining like pure gold, cultivation at the fifth level of the Bitter Sea Realm!

Around it were several beasts, their strength around the third level of the Bitter Sea Realm.

Such a formation could sweep most forces in Qingzhou on the outside.

Qin Ming looked deeply at the golden lion, his eyes devoid of fear, only intense longing.

This beast was strong.

If thrown into the Nine-Dragon Heaven-Burying Cauldron, it would yield a great amount of essence.

“The Four Great Demon Commanders have sealed off the core region of the Hundred-Break Mountains. No one is allowed near. Trespassers will be killed without mercy.”

“You two ignorant human children are walking into a trap, but don’t worry—I won’t kill you. You look tender-skinned; I might just have a feast.”

The golden lion’s fur shimmered like flames, and it bared its teeth as it spoke.

Clearly, it was no stranger to devouring humans; otherwise, it wouldn’t be so practiced.

“Sealed off? Looks like something valuable has appeared,” Ling Xuewei said flatly, glancing at the storm-lit sky.

Qin Ming followed her gaze but saw no clues.

“Brothers, let’s feast!” the golden lion laughed madly.

“Annoying!” Ling Xuewei frowned, then darted forward swiftly like a startled hare.

Her long leg shot out, sweeping forward.

The sound of rushing wind rang out.

It was the sound of fragile spiritual power breaking under pressure.

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The golden lion’s expression changed, hastily grabbing a third-level Bitter Sea Realm beast to shield itself.

But—

It was useless.

With a *puff*, the beast was shattered by the long leg!

Despite the obstruction, the golden lion lost an arm, golden blood spurting like a fountain.

It stumbled backward.

Witnessing the overwhelming scene, Qin Ming’s expression remained calm as he took a few steps back.

He had long known the woman in the cyan dress was no ordinary person.

Since she had the power to settle the matter, he naturally preferred not to interfere.

The other beasts immediately sensed something was wrong.

Two of them joined the golden lion in attacking Ling Xuewei, while a one-eyed beast charged at the retreating Qin Ming.

It saw Qin Ming’s fear and backward steps.

It assumed he was an easy target.

Qin Ming stepped back two more paces.

Glancing at the battle beside Ling Xuewei, he saw the golden lion had clearly fallen behind and might die at any moment.

The two supporting beasts were even less of a match.

In theory, he didn’t need to intervene—just delaying a bit would suffice.

“Give me a chance!” Qin Ming said calmly.

The one-eyed beast sneered, its cultivation flaring at the third level of the Yellow Springs Realm, its magic power surging.

“There are no chances. Today, you will die!”

“Remember, the one who kills you is—”

The one-eyed beast boasted arrogantly.

But before it could finish, Qin Ming suddenly closed in, sword poised.

With fingers together, he slashed straight into the one-eyed beast’s body.

The killing power of the Nine Heavens God-Slaying Sword Technique exploded!

*Puff!*

A spray of blood mist burst forth; the one-eyed beast died instantly.

Its corpse fell into the Nine-Dragon Heaven-Burying Cauldron for refinement.

At the moment of death, the one-eyed beast felt deep regret.

It realized that Qin Ming’s “give me a chance” was actually a chance for himself…

Most tragically, it hadn’t even finished its boasting before being slain.

A third-level Bitter Sea Realm cultivation had absolutely no resistance before him!