"My master said this would be the best replacement, just in case." Yue Qingchan's lips moved slightly.
She placed her hands in front of her chest, thumb and middle finger pinched together, forming a seal of explanation.
Apart from her cold aura, there was also a strange air of harmony about her.
"The two monks from the Vajra Tianmen Temple seem to have mastered the top-level secret art from the Vajra Ten Thousand Dharma Sutra, the 'Namo Twin Buddha Form,' and they'll be my biggest opponents. Fortunately, they haven't arrived yet." Yue Qingchan glanced around. "They're likely caught up in another part of the sea and too delayed to get here in time."
With that, she resolved that this treasure was hers.
Without a change in expression, Yue Qingchan took a step forward.
In an instant, terrifying gravity pressed down, restricting her true essence, soul power, and true intent, making it difficult to unleash her full strength!
And the further in she went, the more intense this suppression became.
"The power of Martial Suppression," Yue Qingchan's eyes brightened for the first time.
Her master had said that future cultivation would move beyond personal levels, focusing instead on the rules of heaven and earth.
And what this Tri-Colored Silver Vein Grass contained was precisely that.
"Dharma Body." Her hand seal shifted into the Fearless Seal, her entire body radiating divine light.
Her physique visibly strengthened, allowing her to withstand the crushing gravity bit by bit.
At this moment, Meng Changqing was still on his way.
He would arrive in less than half an hour, but encountered a minor disturbance.
"A demon cultivator?" Meng Changqing raised an eyebrow, spotting a blood-red cloud quickly approaching, unmasked and looking carefree, as though in an excellent mood.
The blood cloud spotted Meng Changqing and immediately attacked, launching a barrage of nauseatingly foul-smelling blood lights that could daze and damage even a peak Life and Death stage expert.
"How decisive." Meng Changqing unsheathed his sword.
A terrifying sword aura swept out, shattering the blood lights and even splitting the blood cloud, revealing a young man inside, around thirty years old, with blood-red hair and strange crimson patterns covering his face.
The young demon cultivator coughed up blood but quickly reabsorbed it, as if unwilling to waste a single drop.
His expression turned horrified. He thought he'd encountered an ordinary prodigy but instead faced an overwhelmingly strong opponent!
"Wait, you're…?" The demon cultivator's face shifted, seemingly recognizing him. "Southern Leader, Meng Changqing!"
"Correct, you actually know me," Meng Changqing smiled slightly.
He was beginning to feel like his fame was spreading. Since entering the Wild Sea, it seemed he was recognized everywhere he went.
"Damn it, how did I run into a powerhouse ?" The young demon cultivator's face grew darker.
According to intelligence, this Meng Changqing's threat level was comparable to that of Han Yuanzhen and other top figures!
Meng Changqing didn't bother with the demon cultivator's expression, focusing instead on the jade box in his hands.
It emitted a faint divine glow, clearly containing a treasure, albeit a common one.
"Interesting, even rushing somewhere turns into a lucky find. My luck has been phenomenal lately," Meng Changqing grinned.
Even a common treasure was something Life and Death cultivators dreamed of and carried substantial value.
"Speak! How did my treasure end up in your hands?" Meng Changqing demanded, sword in hand.
"What the…?" The demon cultivator was stunned.
This brazen way of claiming ownership left him speechless. It was a peak level of shamelessness!
How was it his treasure?
He had fought over ten prodigies to obtain it with sheer power!
"No answer? Looks like you're feeling guilty, so accept your fate," Meng Changqing smiled, stepping forward with a sweeping sword aura.
Seeing this, the young demon cultivator broke out in a cold sweat and immediately turned to flee.
He knew he was outmatched against this top prodigy.
But Meng Changqing was fast, transforming into a sword light and catching up in an instant.
A single slash swept across the demon cultivator's neck.
Head and body separated, but streams of blood surged like hands, reattaching his head to his neck.
The demon cultivator's face, however, had turned paler, clearly having consumed a lot of his power.
"Nice technique," Meng Changqing raised an eyebrow, recognizing that this was not power native to the Life and Death realm but rather a result of the cultivator's method.
Opening his Observation Eye, he observed:
【Cultivation: Life and Death Realm, Ninth Level】
【Root Bone: Second Grade】
【Comprehension: Superior】
【Talent: Multitasking】
【Method: Blood God Scripture, Initial Chapter (Perfection)】
Meng Changqing's eyes lit up in surprise.
This man had top-tier talent: Multitasking!
It was common knowledge that cultivation required full concentration, which meant that a martial artist couldn't attain high levels in both cultivation and martial skill simultaneously.
For instance, Yu Hongxue, despite being in the Life and Death Realm, had only reached threefold of her martial intent.
But with the talent of Multitasking, one could work on cultivation while practicing martial techniques in the mind, without neglecting either!
"No wonder he can be a powerful prodigy despite his lower root bone and comprehension. If I could obtain this talent, it would make future cultivation much easier." Meng Changqing's gaze sharpened, realizing how fortunate it was that the demon cultivator hadn't died outright, otherwise he would have missed out on this rare talent!
"Meng Changqing, I'll give you the item, just stop chasing me!" Xu Fengquan shouted.
"Nonsense. If I kill you, the item is still mine." Meng Changqing replied instinctively, then paused, realizing he should befriend him to gain the attribute first.
"I've changed my mind," Meng Changqing said with a genial smile, "Promise me one condition, and I won't kill you."
"You're changing your mind way too fast!" Xu Fengquan looked skeptical but asked, "What's the condition?"
"Become my friend," Meng Changqing said seriously.
"…?" Xu Fengquan's speed increased even more.
"This is crazy. I've encountered a lunatic! What kind of hobby is this, making friends?" His face grew pale, filled with panic.