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Su Changkong naturally didn’t know that he had already caught the attention of Superior Xuanming; he was currently traveling through the clouds with the White Crane Escapes technique, hurrying to his next destination.
"I’ve just attended to Nine Nether Gate... the gains there were less, just 200 strands of Innate Qi. Now I have over 800 strands of Innate Qi on hand. After one more visit to the Huangquan Sect, it should be enough,"
Su Changkong thought to himself.
It had taken Su Changkong three days to visit the Profound Darkness Sect, Blood Demon Door, and Nine Nether Gate in turn. The Nine Nether Gate’s yield was disappointing, not as much as the previous two. Su Changkong had no choice but to visit the ’Huangquan Sect’ once more.
The Huangquan Sect was incredibly low-key among the evil sects of the Demon Gate, and the intelligence Duanmu Tao had provided him consisted of only meager details.
Su Changkong had considered visiting the Heavenly Corpse Sect and other Demon Gates, but the reports suggested that these sects were quite extraordinary and possessed profound heritage. This was the information available at face value, and so, for safety’s sake, Su Changkong ultimately chose the Huangquan Sect.
The Huangquan Sect was located on Huangquan Island, surrounded by lakes and waterfalls that made it easily defensible but difficult to attack. The disciples of the Huangquan Sect patrolled within these lakes; therefore, over the years, it had seldom suffered invasions from external foes.
By the time Su Changkong arrived at the island where the Huangquan Sect was located, it was already evening.
The Huangquan Sect was adorned with magnificent buildings, and inside the most majestic hall was a scene of great festivity, with songs and dances.
Beautiful dancer’s movements were enchanting.
A burly, bald strongman sat in a recliner, with a flamboyantly dressed woman on each of his thighs, feeding him grapes, and another woman holding a wine cup for him.
The bald strongman was enjoying services that many men could only dream of, with a satisfied smile on his face as he relished it all.
This bald strongman was none other than Huang Jingsha, the Sect Master of the Huangquan Sect.
"Anomalies are beginning to appear in the world... It would certainly be best not to let the disciples go out too much these days, to avoid bringing trouble upon themselves," Huang Jingsha thought to himself.
In the ranks of the evil sects within the Demon Gate, the foundation of the Huangquan Sect was relatively shallow, but thankfully, surrounded by the sea on all sides, Huangquan Island was easily defended and hard to attack. Thus, few people had designs on the remote Huangquan Sect.
Huang Jingsha himself was quite aware of the recent anomalies in the world, but he was without much ambition. Safeguarding his own territory, practicing martial arts daily, drinking, and living life was like living the life of an emperor!
However, Huang Jingsha’s expression changed abruptly when a beautiful woman pouring wine into his arms accidentally slipped, spilling the liquid and splashing it on Huang Jingsha’s trouser leg.
The hall’s merriment froze in an instant.
"Sect Master, spare me! Sect Master, spare me!"
The beautiful woman, realizing the gravity of her mistake, knelt to the ground, pleading for mercy. She knew Huang Jingsha to be vicious and ruthless—a minor offense could result in a fate worse than death!
With a grim expression, Huang Jingsha shouted, "Take this wretch to the Huangquan Water Prison!"
"Yes!"
The two Martial Artists at the door, a hint of pity in their eyes, dragged the pleading beauty away amidst her cries for mercy.
The Huangquan Water Prison was home to ferocious crocodiles, and as the woman was just an ordinary person, one could imagine her fate upon being locked there.
Hearing the fading pleas for mercy, a faint delight crossed the corners of Huang Jingsha’s mouth. Since childhood, he had worked hard on his martial arts, all for the power to hold life and death over others, to make decisions that could determine other people’s fates—an indulgence only the powerful could enjoy!
But suddenly, Huang Jingsha’s heart began to pound violently, as if warning him of an impending danger.
"So you are the Sect Master of the Huangquan Sect? Not even a Five-Qi Grandmaster? Too weak indeed!"
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A voice rang in Huang Jingsha’s ears. Unbeknownst to him, a young man dressed in black had already appeared in the great hall.
The newcomer was, of course, Su Changkong, who stared at Huang Jingsha with a somewhat strange expression in his eyes.
Information about the Huangquan Sect was scarce, so Su Changkong had proceeded with caution. He hadn’t made a high-profile direct attack from the sky but had stealthily infiltrated the place, deciding first to see if there were any powerful figures worthy of his careful attention.
However, the result had been a great disappointment to Su Changkong; the Huangquan Sect was too weak!
By his estimation, among all the evil sects and Demon Gates, it ranked at the very bottom, not even boasting a single Five-Qi Grandmaster. Hence, Su Changkong revealed himself directly, ready to eliminate the sect master of the Huangquan Sect first.
Huang Jingsha’s heart raced with shock, "This person could easily infiltrate the Huangquan Sect undetected? He must be an unfathomable expert!"
Huang Jingsha’s face shifted through expressions as he squeezed out a smile, "May I inquire as to your honorable intentions? Guests are always welcome; feel free to state your desires! I, Huang, am a man of justice and take great pleasure in making friends!"
Unable to gauge Su Changkong’s depth, Huang Jingsha was very polite and cautious, hoping to ascertain the other’s purpose and identity before responding accordingly.
"I want your head!"
Su Changkong said calmly.
What he desired was the Spiritual Energy from the spirit veins of the Huangquan Sect, and he would undoubtedly have to make his move. Only by killing Huang Jingsha and others could he concentrate on cultivating his Innate Qi in peace!
A grimace of ferocity flickered across Huang Jingsha’s face, clearly aware that the visitor bore ill intent and sought his life. There was nothing left but to fight to the death, him or me!
"Huangquan Palm!"
Huang Jingsha struck in an instant. His True Qi converged, drawing vast amounts of nature’s spiritual energy. With Three Flowers Gathering at the Top, he furiously thrust both palms forward, creating towering waves like the raging waters of the Yellow Springs, destined to drown one for eternity, never to find salvation!
Although Huang Jingsha hadn’t reached the realm of a Five-Qi Grandmaster, his strength was not to be underestimated.
But in the eyes of Su Changkong, even a Five-Qi Grandmaster was fragile, let alone a mere Innate Martial Artist who had achieved Three Flowers Gathering at the Top!
"Swoosh!"
Su Changkong used his Deer-playing Body Techniques, stepping out and shrinking the distance to inches, disappearing from the spot in an instant. Huang Jingsha’s palm strike hit nothing but air, causing a howling in the void, but it didn’t come close to touching Su Changkong.
"Not good!"
Huang Jingsha’s pupils contracted as he felt a chilling presence at the back of his neck, yet he was incapable of even the slightest resistance.
"Pfft!"
Amidst the tearing sound, Su Changkong executed a Palm Blade Slash, cutting through iron like mud, without any suspense. Huang Jingsha’s head was sent soaring high, separated from the neck, rolling several times on the ground.
Huang Jingsha couldn’t have imagined in his wildest dreams that, although he believed he held a fighting chance against a Five-Qi Grandmaster, he would never expect to have his head picked as easily as a fruit by an unknown youth in black.
"The sect master... The sect master is dead?"
Inside the great hall, the guards stared blankly at the scene. It all happened too fast; from Su Changkong’s appearance to the decapitation of Huang Jingsha, it all seemed like an illusion, making them wonder if they were dreaming!
"Go to the location of the spirit veins on Huangquan Island and consolidate the Innate Qi."
Extracting a wisp of Innate Qi from Huang Jingsha’s corpse, Su Changkong wasted no time heading to the location of the spirit veins on Huangquan Island, ready to kill anyone who dared to stand in his way!
