Awakening the intelligence panel, the liver becomes a fairy

Luoxia Mountain Range, Tianmai Hidden Soul Formation.

Birth Gate.

Five hundred miles away, in a dense forest.

A young, naked figure lay limp at the base of a massive tree. He was covered in blood, his skin crisscrossed with web-like cracks, still oozing blood.

His long hair was disheveled, making him look like a ghost.

His upper body was bare, and he wore a tiger skin around his waist that seemed freshly skinned, still dripping with blood.

“Damn dog!”

“How dare you rob my storage bag!”

“I never thought I, Yan Chixia, would end up like this! Ahhh!”

Yan Chixia glared at his naked body, his eyes filled with rage and hatred for the young cultivator who had stolen his storage bag.

“Fortunately, I still have my life-bound magical treasure...”

Yan Chixia's divine sense activated, and a treasure tower appeared before him.

This tower was a magical treasure he had been nurturing for a long time. Unfortunately, the ten Dust-Settling Pills, a mysterious fragment, and the two storage bags of the body he had taken over, Qi Yuntian, containing numerous spirit stones, had all been stolen.

“The guy only had the cultivation of the Foundation Establishment stage, yet possessed such a terrifying treasure. Could it be one of the legendary ancient demonic treasures?”

Yan Chixia thought of the young man's terrifying blood hand, and a flash of resentment crossed his eyes as he muttered, “Kid, just you wait. One day, I'll make you pay by extracting your soul and refining it!”

“Fortunately, the body snatching was successful. This body is quite good, very young, and has decent potential.”

Yan Chixia looked at his body and nodded inwardly. He then used his magical treasure to carve out a simple cave to heal his wounds. Afterward, he planned to rob a few small cultivators to get a new storage bag and start over.

The storage bags had all been taken by the cultivator with the blood hand.

It was extremely hateful.

“Very good!”

Qin Wang looked at Zhang Fujing, Yan Cangwu, and Wanyan Meng, and nodded.

The three of them had indeed come carefully, without being followed.

“Master, did you just... kill the Tianjiao Qi Yunji of the Great Qi Immortal Dynasty and destroy the divine sense avatar of the Nascent Soul Qi Feng?”

“And rob the storage bag of Yan Chixia who took over Qi Yuntian's body?”

Zhang Fujing looked at Qin Wang, his eyes filled with deep shock.

Yan Cangwu and Wanyan Meng were also looking at Qin Wang in shock.

“Hmm.”

“The divine sense avatar of the Great Qi Nascent Soul tried to rob my belongings, so I had no choice but to kill him.”

Qin Wang spoke lightly, as if it were a trivial matter.

There was nothing to hide; they were near the Birth Gate and had witnessed the immense power of his Barbarian God's left hand. Moreover, they had already seen the Barbarian God's left hand.

“Hiss—”

“This is my master for you, truly amazing!”

“...”

Zhang Fujing and the others were deeply shaken by Qin Wang's confirmation.

“Master, we should hide for now.”

“The Great Qi Nascent Soul's divine sense avatar was destroyed; they surely won't let this go easily!”

Zhang Fujing's eyes were filled with deep concern.

Yan Cangwu was equally worried.

Their fate was now tied to their master Qin Wang. If their master were caught and killed by enemies, they, having handed over their soul blood, would certainly perish as well.

Zhang Fujing knew that their master had also killed the Nascent Soul divine sense avatar of Chu Yunxiao from the Tianchu Immortal Dynasty. The number of enemies was growing!

Moreover, these enemies were all Nascent Soul cultivators. For a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator to provoke Nascent Soul enemies was to seek death!

“Hmm, let's hide and cultivate for a while, then plan our next steps.”

Qin Wang nodded.

As for finding the tattered sheepskin scroll, mysterious fragments, and Qingyou small sword, they would have to wait until this storm passed.

Qin Wang immediately instructed Zhang Fujing and Yan Cangwu to go cultivate, leaving Wanyan Meng behind.

“I want to stay by your side and cultivate for a while. You... don't mind, do you?”

Wanyan Meng, intelligent as ice and snow, seemed to know what Qin Wang was about to say. She smiled sweetly and asked.

“I couldn't be happier; why would I mind?”

Qin Wang was a bit surprised but pleased by her words.

He had indeed considered keeping Wanyan Meng by his side. After all, he had killed the Nascent Soul divine sense avatar of the Great Qi Immortal Dynasty, and if she left and revealed his whereabouts, it would be disastrous.

However, Wanyan Meng had already completed their transaction.

She had wandered around the Tianchu Immortal Dynasty capital for half a month, given him dozens of drops of blood, and dug up the spine of Immortal Emperor Qingshui from the Tianchu ancestral land. If she insisted on leaving, it wouldn't be easy to keep her.

“Thank you!”

Seeing Qin Wang agree, Wanyan Meng's beautiful eyes sparkled with joy. She said, “Li Xiaoye, you are the only friend I've made since I entered the cultivation world... and the only one who isn't afraid of my bad luck.”

Wanyan Meng's eyes were full of emotion as she spoke.

Along the way, everyone she interacted with either suffered bad luck or perished; no one wanted to be her friend.

She felt very lonely.

She had no one to talk to.

Li Xiaoye was an exception; he was willing to be her friend.

“I should be the one thanking you. You helped me get my revenge. With you by my side, you can help me, and I have someone to talk to!”

Qin Wang smiled slightly.

“Alright, then I'll go over there to cultivate.”

Wanyan Meng smiled sweetly, bowed to Qin Wang, and walked toward a side cave.

Although Qin Wang wasn't afraid of her bad luck, Yan Cangwu and Zhang Fujing were, so she had to open a cave three feet away from them.

“Hmm.”

Qin Wang nodded and immediately took out a pill, swallowing it to start brushing up on his cultivation proficiency.

Tianchu Immortal Dynasty.

The capital had been moved to Tianji City.

The subsequent relocation was ongoing.

At this moment.

“Is Yuan Hai feeling better now?”

In a luxurious hall in the center of Tianji City, Chu Yunxiao, dressed in white robes, looked at Chu Wuya with a gloomy expression.

“Ancestor, Eighth Brother has taken the Concentration Pill and is recovering, but I hear he won't be able to suppress it for long.”

Chu Wuya reported respectfully to the ancestor, Chu Yunxiao.

Chu Yuanhai was a Nascent Soul cultivator of the Tianchu Immortal Dynasty.

While investigating the blood crocodile, he was tainted by the violent demonic thoughts, went mad, and killed three Golden Core clan members.

Eventually, the ancestor and three Nascent Souls subdued Chu Yuanhai and fed him the Concentration Pill, bringing him back to normal.

However.

He had visited his eighth brother, and according to him, the Concentration Pill wouldn't last long; once the effect wore off, the madness would return.

“Our Tianchu has been truly plagued by disasters recently...”

Chu Yunxiao's face was extremely gloomy as he sighed.

At this moment.

A red stream of light flew in, landing in Chu Wuya's hand—it was a transmission talisman.

Chu Wuya's divine sense entered it, and moments later, his face turned very unpleasant.

“What happened?”

Chu Yunxiao saw Chu Wuya's expression and his heart sank.

“Ancestor, news has come from the southern region that the mysterious person has appeared again, exposing your collaboration with Tuoba Xiongfeng to trade the Nascent Soul inheritance of Old Ancestor Tianxiao for the Heavenly Longevity Sacred Fruit...”

Chu Wuya spoke while glancing at the ancestor.

“What? How... how is this possible?!”

Chu Yunxiao's eyes filled with disbelief.

He had sworn an oath to the great Dao about his deal with Tuoba Xiongfeng; no third party knew. How did this mysterious person know?

Who exactly was this person?