Night Without End-Chapter 381 - 230 Joining the Immortal Taoist Tradition [Two - s Combined]_4

He was somewhat in a daze, as everything was swiftly flowing; his bodily instincts told him that not much time had passed in reality, but it had already been nearly a month here. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

"Did someone experience this before, and was temporarily replaced by me? No, this is still my own body. Hmm, perhaps I was temporarily endowed with an ancient power warrior’s vision? If that’s the case, it counts as a form of cultivation, where I dream a big dream and undergo tempering?" Qin Ming speculated.

His true form had entered, and naturally, he couldn’t be content with mediocrity.

When he was about to become a power warrior and the Immortal Path Disciple was going to carve runes on his body, he rebelled, slapping an immortal disciple and sending them flying.

"Challenge successful, became an Inner Sect Disciple," a voice sounded.

"Is this even possible?" Qin Ming was surprised. In ancient immortal sects, was strength truly the prestige? Could a power warrior challenge an Inner Sect Disciple?

Perhaps he had found a loophole, after all, this wasn’t really the ancient world; he was merely immersed, temporarily playing a role and participating in a particular scene.

Qin Ming wandered around the vast Mountain Sect, preparing to find the true Immortal Tao recipes. Having come this far, why would he still need the power warrior’s potion? No need for defective products!

Soon, he saw familiar faces—Zheng Maoze and Zeng Yuan.

Qin Ming’s face was emotionless; how did he always end up running into these two jokers on every adventure?

"You’re from the Newborn Road and came here to become a power warrior? Come, follow me." Zheng Dazhuang called out, with a high posture, as if truly returning to ancient times, wanting to command servants.

Bang!

Qin Ming went over and "sent him off" with a slap.

It couldn’t be said that Zheng Maorong was weak.

This time, Qin Ming went all out to test exactly how strong the Outer Saint’s slap could be!

Zheng Maorong exploded, with his Divine Travel’s Spirit Light shattered into a rain of light, but then mysteriously reassembled and sent away from here.

Outside, Zheng Dazhuang’s head was still buzzing; what was going on?

Had he seen ghosts? With just a single slap, he exploded!

Qin Ming confirmed this was an ancient trial ground left by a Great Sect for disciples, with the most basic requirement being to ensure safety.

Zeng Yuan, this unreliable old acquaintance, a typical fence-sitter, turned and ran upon seeing Zheng Maorong’s incident.

Obviously, he couldn’t escape either, being hit by Qin Ming’s full-force kick, disintegrating mid-air and returning as a rain of light.

"Qingxu, Senior Brother Li, you must stand up for me, damn it, a person from the Newborn Road, maybe truly an ancient power warrior, blasted me apart."

Outside, Zheng Maorong was pleading and seeking help, even considering inviting someone as powerful as Sun Jingxiao, feeling that he suffered a terrible humiliation.

Qin Ming ignored all this, strolling through the Great Sect’s Pure Land. As an Inner Sect Disciple, he accessed some important Secret Manuals and obtained some precious recipes.

"This is the correct choice for a newcomer to enter; why immerse as a power warrior? Either don’t do it or become the strongest, the best, the greatest."

Qin Ming thought it was necessary to further elevate his status; mere Inner Sect Disciple was insufficient, he had to at least be a Core Disciple, right?

Was there an even higher status? Like Acting Sect Leader, etc.

It was uncertain if the high-status disciples here were already replaced by those Immortal Path Disciples from the present world.

Qin Ming paid no mind to these concerns, heading towards the Great Sect’s important locations, preparing to challenge according to the rules here to gain a prominent status and receive precious resources.

"Hmm?!"

In a fiery red forest where maple leaves fluttered in the sky, Qin Ming stopped as he discovered a very strong opponent.

It was a woman, dressed in purple, hair reaching the waist, exuding immortal energy, with brows like distant mountains, an exquisitely oval face, and eyes like autumn water.

"Is she an ancient person, or a present-day Immortal Path Disciple on a Divine Travel, seemingly very strong." Qin Ming stared at her.

Then, he spoke, "Please guide me!"

And then, he made his move himself.

The woman showed some surprise, as immortal light surged, releasing an astonishing power wave, with consciousness spiritual light bearing Pure Yang Attribute charging like a star river.

Qin Ming wielded his blade horizontally; the Five Colored Blade in his hand was buzzing, shining brightly.

He was taken aback; in the Second Realm, this Immortal Path Disciple could actually withstand his blade’s edge?

Normally, his Five Colored Blade, transformed by the Heavenly Light Force like a Fierce Sun, would immediately burn the opponent’s consciousness spiritual light.

The woman was even more astonished, saying, "Who are you? Among the same generation, who could withstand my strike? Especially since you are still a power warrior; there couldn’t be such a person in the world!"

"An ancient person?" Qin Ming felt it unrealistic, was he too immersed? Why did he feel that the consciousness spiritual light he came into contact with had no hint of illusion?

Meanwhile, deep within this Great Sect, a Crystal Coffin slowly opened a slit, and inside lay a woman with an icy physique and jade bones, suddenly opening her eyes.

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