Awakening the intelligence panel, the liver becomes a fairy

Qin Wang looked at the Qingyou Swords before him, trying to combine them into the Qingping Sword. However, no matter how hard he tried, the Qingyou Swords could not be combined into the Qingping Sword.

"It seems my understanding of the sword path is still insufficient."

Qin Wang shrugged his shoulders, showing no signs of discouragement.

After all, he could always check his proficiency, learn more sword techniques, and gradually improve his understanding of the sword path.

Understanding the sword path could not be rushed.

Qin Wang put away the Qingyou Swords and thought carefully.

Currently, the biggest limitation to his strength was his low cultivation level.

The mid-Foundation Establishment stage was decent for an ordinary cultivator, but for him, it was far too low.

After all, his enemies were at least at the Nascent Soul stage, with many being at the Spirit Transformation stage or even higher.

So, his primary goal now was to break through to the Core Formation stage.

"It’s time to head to the Nanzhan Tribe in the Western Regions to obtain the Condensing Dan Purple Qi."

Qin Wang made his decision quickly.

This Condensing Dan Purple Qi could increase the chance of forming a core by thirty percent. Such a precious treasure of heaven and earth could not be missed.

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Western Regions.

Nanzhan Tribe.

The Nanzhan Tribe was just one of many tribes in the Western Regions.

Originally inconspicuous.

However!

Once the Condensing Dan Purple Qi appeared near Mount Tianzhou, the originally ordinary Nanzhan Tribe attracted the attention of powerful cultivators.

In the tribe's main tent.

More than a dozen burly men dressed in fur coats were gathered together.

"Chief! Those Middle Continent cultivators are too excessive! We can’t just sit here and wait, Chief!"

One of the men, named Asule, a peak Golden Core cultivator, spoke up.

He was the current strongest warrior in the tribe, second only to the Chief, Atheer.

Although Atheer was at the early Nascent Soul stage, he had been injured in his youth, which harmed his foundation, making it impossible for him to advance further.

Therefore, he could only place his hopes on the tribe’s strongest warrior, Asule.

Asule stood up, his one-zhang-tall (about 3.3 meters) frame nearly touching the tent's roof, his imposing presence creating immense pressure.

"Chief, we must strike back!"

Asule clenched his fists, veins bulging on his arms.

"No."

Atheer shook his head directly without any hesitation.

"Why?! Those Middle Continent cultivators are just Foundation Establishment brats. Their protectors are only at the Golden Core stage. I could crush their heads with a single punch!"

Asule growled.

"Because they come from the Middle Continent, there are definitely Nascent Soul experts hiding around, secretly guarding them."

Atheer sighed, with a bitter smile.

Nascent Soul experts acting as protectors was indeed extravagant for these young masters.

Is this the foundation of Middle Continent cultivators?

Asule roared in anger, punching the ground.

Boom!
Even though the ground was reinforced by formations to withstand the full strength of a Golden Core cultivator, it could not withstand Asule's punch. Even though he did not use spiritual power and only used physical strength, the punch was powerful.

"Are we just going to let them ride roughshod over us?"

Asule glared around with red eyes.

Every tribesman he looked at lowered their heads.

The tribesmen didn’t want to teach those Middle Continent young masters a lesson, but they dared not.

The strongest person in the Nanzhan Tribe, Atheer, was only at the early Nascent Soul stage, and a wounded one at that. What could they use to fight those Middle Continent young masters?

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After more than ten days of travel, Qin Wang and his group finally arrived at the Nanzhan Tribe.

"Master, is this the Nanzhan Tribe? Why does it feel… different from other tribes?"

Zhang Fujang observed the Nanzhan Tribe ahead and couldn’t help but speak.

Jiang Haotian and Yan Cangwu both nodded in agreement.

After all, most Western Region tribes were rugged, with wooden towers and tents everywhere. However, the Nanzhan Tribe had large palaces and pavilions, almost indistinguishable from the Southern Region, and even more luxurious than the Southern Region buildings.

"It seems the news of the Condensing Dan Purple Qi has leaked."

Qin Wang said with a light smile.

"What?!"

Jiang Haotian became nervous immediately.

He was at the Fake Core stage, just a step away from forming a core and advancing to the Golden Core stage.

Jiang Haotian was the most eager to come to the Nanzhan Tribe, as he believed that his opportunity to form a core might lie in the Condensing Dan Purple Qi.

Now that the news of the Condensing Dan Purple Qi had leaked, wouldn’t that affect his chances?

In the mortal world, cutting off someone’s means of livelihood is as severe as killing their parents.

In the cultivation world, severing someone's opportunities is just as severe as killing their parents.

"Master, I request permission to investigate."

Jiang Haotian immediately requested.

"Mm."

Qin Wang nodded slightly, allowing Jiang Haotian to go investigate.

Jiang Haotian took his leave.

Soon, Jiang Haotian returned and reported the general situation of the Nanzhan Tribe.

Zhang Fujang listened and expressed disdain.

"I thought it was something significant, but it turns out to be just some young masters from the Middle Continent. They’re no match for the master."

Zhang Fujang said nonchalantly.

Jiang Haotian and Yan Cangwu instinctively nodded in agreement.

After all, the protectors of these young masters were merely Golden Core cultivators, at most with Nascent Soul experts guarding them secretly.

So what?

Qin Wang’s demonic pet was a Ninth-Order Demon Beast, capable of exterminating those Nascent Soul experts with a wave of its hand.

What is there to fear?

After confirming the situation, Qin Wang led Zhang Fujang and the others confidently towards the Nanzhan Tribe’s residence.

After all, the Condensing Dan Purple Qi was not available all the time and needed to be observed.

To know the timing of the Condensing Dan Purple Qi's eruption, it was more convenient to ask the locals directly.

Qin Wang and his group were soon spotted by the Nanzhan Tribe and the Middle Continent young masters.

"Who goes there?"

A Golden Core cultivator blocked Qin Wang and his group’s path.

Jiang Haotian was at the Fake Core stage, and Qin Wang had concealed his cultivation, so the Golden Core cultivator’s tone was relatively normal.

Qin Wang did not speak and glanced at Zhang Fujang.

"My master’s name is Qin Tiedan."

Zhang Fujang slightly raised his head and spoke with an air of arrogance.

As soon as he finished speaking, a young man in a brocade robe burst into laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha, such a rustic name. If I had that name, I’d rather hit my head than have it. Ha ha ha ha."

The young man in the brocade robe was also at the Fake Core stage, so he did not take Qin Wang and the others seriously.

Zhang Fujang, Yan Cangwu, and Jiang Haotian's expressions changed dramatically upon hearing this.

Being publicly insulted in front of their master, how could they not respond?

"How dare you!"

Jiang Haotian roared, releasing a cloud of gray mist from his hands.

The mist contained hidden cold glints.

A sweet fragrance spread towards the young man.

The brocade-robed young man, inexperienced in combat, did not react in time and inhaled the rich, sweet aroma.

He immediately felt his mind becoming dazed.

By the time he regained his senses, the cold glints were already upon him, leaving him no way to avoid or block them!