Night Without End-Chapter 887 - 437: Consecutive Victories

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Chapter 887: Chapter 437: Consecutive Victories

The night sky surged with Qingyun, the new list glowing. Qin Ming stared at the Jade Capital Prototype’s Lord and the Heavenly Immortal ranked at the top, hesitant to ascend the Sword Fighting Platform.

His every move would attract attention, and countless eyes watched this spot.

"Senior!" Someone nearby transmitted a covert message—it was Su Yuxiao, the Immortal Path Grandmaster, who had come to the heavens in his true form.

Qin Ming turned around, harboring little goodwill toward this person.

In the past, when he traded rare sacred evil with the Sun Elf Clan at the Da Yu Imperial City, Su Yuxiao attempted to intercept and block his path.

Qin Ming, exuding the demeanor of an old senior, asked calmly, "What is it?"

Su Yuxiao spoke, "You should adopt a different identity to avoid being besieged by others teaming up."

He originally had no dealings with Taiyi, making such remarks rather presumptuous.

"Oh?" Qin Ming was noncommittal.

"Though you have achieved creation, no one can guarantee to be unmatched in every great realm..." Su Yuxiao clearly intended to ingratiate himself, hoping to seize this opportunity to offer advice.

He informed that aside from a few individuals, the top masters on the new list often used each identity no more than twice before immediately changing it.

"Until the final moment of clearing the list, they avoid drawing too much attention to avoid unexpected incidents from colluding old earth immortals."

Now, everyone knows that the new list and the golden list are of great importance, with potential entry into the Jade Capital Prototype, achieving the Heavenly Immortal position, and possibly becoming a sacred ancestor of a system.

Thus, many old monsters have come this time, all filled with ambition.

"Little Su, not bad." Qin Ming nodded.

He had already considered this; if he didn’t change his identity, after reaching the Fourth Realm, his Taoist practice would be limited, making it difficult to compete, and then "no one would find him," likely arousing suspicion.

Su Yuxiao slightly bowed, seemingly excited to receive praise from a highly respected elder. Whether he truly felt so internally was unknown.

Qin Ming couldn’t help but sigh; some people, despite having poor character, were indeed adept at seizing opportunities and knew how to climb the social ladder.

Su Yuxiao didn’t expect an immediate return. For now, he was just making an acquaintance, leaving everything for the future. He believed that this extraordinary earth immortal would remember him.

Unfortunately, he was destined to be disappointed. Elder Qin Ming addressing him as Little Su was already the highest level of courtesy.

Especially in the future, when the truth unfolds, he’ll likely be so vexed he could spit blood.

Qin Ming was very calm, continuously observing others’ duels, actually seeking more understanding of the situation, while also attempting to communicate with the new list.

Subsequently, he disappeared without a sound, and no one could capture his departure trajectory.

Those on the list are afforded special treatment, with a focus on safety and privacy to avoid unpredictable incidents.

In the Night Fog Sea, a wooden boat raised its sails, carrying him across the dark Nine Heavens. It’s undeniable that the no-man’s land in the sky was desolate and terrifying.

In some areas, outer heaven’s poisonous fire burned, distorting and collapsing the night sky. Qin Ming even saw inexplicable ancient corpses floating in the Night Fog Sea, remarkably withstanding the Wind Tribulation, fire, and more.

Before leaving, he saw a fingernail as large as a mountain, stained with a trace of silver blood, drifting across the Night Fog Sea, truly eerie.

"Back so soon?" Meng Xinghai was surprised. Others would be gone for days, but Xiao Qin returned the same day. Could he have encountered significant setbacks and retreated in embarrassment?

"Thirsty, came back for a cup of tea." Qin Ming smiled upon his divine return, with the wooden boat directly sending him to the City Lord’s Mansion, docking in the backyard, ready for a future departure.

Meng Xinghai saw him like this and knew there was nothing wrong. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

As for Qin Ming’s body, it was practicing effortlessly. Now he suddenly opened his eyes, having left just a trace of consciousness sufficient for self-preservation. Since mastering the Refining Body and Merging Tao Scripture, his body’s lethality compared to the Heavenly Light’s full resurgence.

"Wow, you call yourself Taiyi and took the First Realm’s top position?" Meng Xinghai, usually composed, was now startled and stood up, his heart surging wildly.

He always knew Qin Ming was extraordinary, a deviation, but never anticipated that upon reaching the heavens, he would surpass the old monsters and claim the top.

"Uncle Meng, stay calm." Qin Ming laughed.

Meng Xinghai couldn’t sit still, saying, "No, I must quickly go and see the Nine Heavens too."

After a cup of tea, Qin Ming boarded the wooden boat and set off for outer heaven, this time borrowing the body of a woodman.

The boat, shrouded in cyan aura, carried him through a foggy vortex, emerging from the Void Tunnel in an instant, directly arriving in the Divine City corresponding to the Second Realm.

Silently, he blended into the crowd, as if he had never left.

However, he had changed identities now. Qin Ming pondered and chose a new name for himself: Sect Realm.

He was simply honest, as Taiyi seemed too high-profile, so he adjusted and balanced it.

In the future, his identity as the woodman may be unearthed as Taiyi, but for now, his low-key simplicity sufficed.

Qin Ming spotted Little Tathagata at a glance, who walked into the small city, somewhat dazed.

"It’s probably the forefather’s presence here. That method of collecting various heavenly lights as medicine, blending them into a furnace, and refining an unparalleled blade light, perhaps only a contemporary saint can do this," Little Tathagata muttered to himself, then shook his head, "I still lack the refinement to compete in the First Realm, and need to polish my skills carefully!"

He returned, lost in thought, because he was instantly killed by that blade!

"According to records, our forefather wasn’t that much stronger than me in his youth. He became stronger step by step, and I still have a chance."