Reigning Supreme in countless worlds With Beast taming

Under the lead of Li Tianchou, the group exited the West City Gate at an extremely fast pace and hurried forward.

All the soldiers from the Inspection Department had trained in martial skills. Though they were not considered experts, if they ran with all their might, they were as fast as galloping horses.

Martial arts cultivation, though not as diverse as immortal law, was the most widespread form of cultivation. In all the kingdoms and empires, all soldiers trained primarily in martial arts. Although few achieved significant accomplishments, countless ordinary humans benefited from it.

After all, Immortal Dao required root bone destiny, Confucianism necessitated temperament, and Buddhist Dao demanded understanding. Only martial arts promised certain achievements through hard work.

Unfortunately, many times, the simplest things were also the hardest.

Despite martial arts cultivation having low thresholds and no requirements for aptitude—where even individuals with disabilities could train in certain specialized martial arts skills—advancing to higher martial arts realms became increasingly challenging. To reach a profound realm or even become immortal through martial arts was harder than ascending to the heavens.

And without becoming an immortal, life span was limited, leaving little time to slowly polish martial arts cultivation. Therefore, the number of those who proved the Dao through martial arts in the cultivation world was the fewest. However, once they proved the Dao and achieved the realm of Human Immortal, their attack power was so formidable that it terrified their opponents!

The group brandished guns and arrows, leaping as if flying. In just a moment, they had traveled several miles and gradually approached a hillock.

Although Qin Feng hadn't delved much into martial arts, he had opened his spiritual acupoints, starting higher than ordinary martial artists, equivalent to an innate martial artist.

This was because mundane martial artists could only sense and draw external spiritual energy to refine their bodies and cultivate Innate Gang Qi after reaching the innate level.

Only martial artists possessing Innate Gang Qi could match cultivators in the Qi Refinement realm. Without the ability to release gang qi for protection and offense, cultivators could use spells from afar to wear down any martial artist.

In terms of war power, Qin Feng certainly couldn't outmatch any innate martial artist now. Still, his recent cultivation wasn't in vain, as he had also learned a few common spells.

At home, besides his father, Qin Long, teaching him cultivation knowledge, the family also arranged specialized elders to instruct relatives who had opened their spiritual acupoints.

However, those ordinary relatives with low potential mostly learned spells like cloud summoning, rain-making, and plant life vitalization, as they needed to help cultivate the family's three hundred acres of spiritual field.

Disciples like Qin Feng, who were likely to enter sects, learned a much broader range of spells.

Though he still hadn't shaken off the novice label, he could indeed perform small spells like the Light Body Skill, Wind Control Skill, and Divine Movement Technique.

So, along the way, his speed was not slow at all. In fact, it was even faster than many soldiers, and unlike ordinary soldiers, he didn't experience blood surges or uneven breathing from running too fast.

This was the advantage of cultivators; they started much stronger than ordinary martial artists.

When they reached the hillock, Li Tianchou suddenly frowned and signaled everyone to stop.

He glanced around with a cold gaze.

The hillock was permeated with yin qi, ghost energy was chilling, and a yin wind blew past, carrying a faint fishy stench to the nostrils.

By the roadside ahead stood a hollow old locust tree, its trunk so thick that it would take four or five people to encircle it. Sparse branches bore sharp spikes one or two inches long, and the trunk was entwined with vine as thick as an arm, like pythons or snakes, twisted and sinister. Anyone timid who saw this in the dead of night would be frightened.

A trace of unease crept into Li Tianchou's heart, and he asked, "What place is this, why is the yin qi so heavy?"

Qin Yang took a step forward, clasped his hands, and said, "Lord Li, this is the Chaotic Burial Mound outside the West City Gate. Because it is formed by the intersection of two small hills, it is also called Cross Slope."

"Chaotic Burial Mound? No wonder."

Li Tianchou felt relieved.

As long as he knew the source of the surrounding yin qi, he could be mentally prepared.

Although the Chaotic Burial Mound was filled with yin qi, Kun City was just a small town and rarely experienced significant chaos. Unlike some frontier major cities with countless deaths, where the Chaotic Burial Mound was more likely to breed powerful ghost items.

This Chaotic Burial Mound was not very large. Even if some wandering souls lingered here, it wasn't a major threat.

Otherwise, the few cultivators in Kun City would have long joined forces to exterminate the ghosts here.

He turned to Qin Feng and asked, "The place that Daoist mentioned ten miles west of the city, should be here, right?"

"Correct."

Qin Feng nodded, "If they had indeed been here, we should still be able to find some traces."

Li Tianchou swept his divine sense around but unfortunately found no signs of fighting.

However, he didn't get discouraged, as he was only a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator, and his divine sense's reach was no more than a thousand feet.

Meanwhile, the Chaotic Burial Mound and the nearby forest covered several tens of miles, densely vegetated and quite hidden. He had to rely on the Inspection Department soldiers to search everywhere.

Otherwise, alone, if he tried to search all areas, it would consume most of his divine sense power, putting him at a disadvantage in the later fight with the Evil Cultivator.

Li Tianchou took out over twenty talisman papers and handed them to Qin Yang, instructing, "Distribute these talisman papers to your subordinates and have them spread out to search. Once any situation arises, activate the talismans immediately, and I'll come at once."

After thinking for a moment, he added, "Be sure to find Zhao Jinglei and the others as quickly as possible. Otherwise, if the Zhao Family from the Commandery City holds you accountable, your Qin Family will also suffer the consequences."

Qin Yang nodded.

Even though he knew that the Evil Cultivator would surely be difficult to deal with, and he felt somewhat reluctant in his heart—his subordinates might encounter dangers—this was the duty of the Inspection Department. They couldn't retreat when things arose but must move forward.

Qin Yang immediately distributed the talisman papers given by Li Tianchou to each squad of soldiers.

These were merely simple warning talismans—not expensive but quite practical. Once triggered, they would cause a significant commotion.

Li Tianchou watched the soldiers, under Qin Yang's direction, disperse into the forest. Then, he stepped on his sword light and flew toward the Chaotic Burial Mound.

He needed to scout the area first and see if he could find any clues.

Qin Yang glanced at Qin Feng and felt uneasy about leaving his cousin here alone. If anything happened, he wouldn't be able to face Qin Long.

"You come with me."

Qin Yang pulled Qin Feng along. They led a squad of soldiers towards the opposite direction of the Chaotic Burial Mound.

He had some wit. The Evil Cultivator likely had taken Zhao Jinglei and the others into the Chaotic Burial Mound. If an ambush awaited, it would be there. Going in the opposite direction was probably safer, right?