I Can Strengthen Infinitely

Chapter 551: Chapter

Hearing Qin Yuesheng’s question, An Dianlian was instantly shocked inside. A Grandmaster wanting to know the situation of the Rootless Sect was clearly not a good sign.

But with Qin Yuesheng pressing him like this, if he didn’t speak, the outcome would naturally not be favorable. For a mere Inner Strength expert to think of escaping before a Grandmaster was simply laughable.

"What’s there to hesitate about?" Qin Yuesheng barked.

"Senior, the Rootless Sect has hidden within the Imperial City for many years and has always abided by our silent sect rules..."

Before he could finish, Qin Yuesheng grabbed An Dianlian’s head and hoisted him into the air with force.

"I have no patience for your useless chatter. If you want to live, be honest about the Rootless Sect. Who is your Sect Leader? What strength does he possess now? And which experts does your Sect Leader have?" Qin Yuesheng’s hand was like five steel bars, locking An Dianlian’s head in a deadly grip.

As soon as he dared dodge a question, Qin Yuesheng would crush his skull on the spot.

But even so, Qin Yuesheng still underestimated the Rootless Sect. All disciples of the Rootless Sect are ’rootless’—after losing that vital thing, they become extremely twisted over time, impossible to judge with common logic.

An Dianlian came south carrying a death order; if he couldn’t bring back Ah Jiu, he’d lose his life as well. To An Dianlian, he already had half a foot in the Ghost Gate.

"You’re not the only Grandmaster in the world. What if you kill me? Chang’an is our Rootless Sect’s turf. Our Sect Leader’s strength is no weaker than yours. If you dare oppose the Rootless Sect, watch yourself—Grandmasters die too." An Dianlian’s fearless grin was calm and unwavering.

"The Rootless Sect’s Sect Leader is also a Grandmaster?" Qin Yuesheng was a little surprised, but after a moment’s thought, found it reasonable.

The Rootless Sect controls the Great Tang’s royal family in the shadows; all men of loyalty and righteousness wish to kill them to the last.

For such feats, with so many forces in this land, even the ten great sects failed while the Rootless Sect succeeded instead.

Without a Grandmaster backing them, it would make no sense.

"Then you can go to hell first and wait below to see if one day, I’ll come find you." Qin Yuesheng’s grip exploded with power, shattering An Dianlian’s head into a bloody, miserable pulp.

An Dianlian didn’t react, powerless to resist, and became yet another soul dead beneath Qin Yuesheng’s palm.

Before a Grandmaster, he stood no chance of resistance.

Qin Yuesheng hadn’t insisted on learning everything from him anyway. Now that he was a Grandmaster, there was nowhere in the world he couldn’t go. Even if there was a Rootless Sect Grandmaster in Chang’an, so what? He could visit and see for himself.

He broke up An Dianlian’s corpse, absorbed all his martial skills to enrich the Martial God Atlas. Besides that, Qin Yuesheng obtained something else worth mentioning.

Fire Spirit Root x1

Yes, An Dianlian actually possessed a Fire Spirit Root!

No wonder—though An Dianlian trained the Nine Yin Extreme Dao Scripture, he could still unleash the Heaven-Burning Buddha Palm, a blazing martial art. To others, this was impossible; but with a Fire Spirit Root, it all made sense. The Fire Spirit Root was wondrous and mysterious, yielding such effects was unsurprising.

Back when Qin Yuesheng went to the back mountain to capture Jiang Taicang, his target was seizing an Earth Spirit Root from someone’s body.

After obtaining Jiang Taicang’s possessions, Qin Yuesheng also learned of the Five Elements Spiritual Roots.

Those with Spiritual Roots inside them are extremely rare—perfect for studying Magic, and far more likely to ascend to immortality one day than ordinary folk.

If you can extract the Spiritual Root, it has many uses.

For instance, in Alchemy or forging weapons, one can achieve remarkable effects.

Storing the Fire Spirit Root safely in his spatial pouch, such a precious material, Qin Yuesheng immediately set off again, continuing toward Chang’an.

The Eunuch Slaying Alliance had won a great victory on the Yunchuan River—every imperial eunuch was executed by the blade, bodies tossed into the waters.

Though An Dianlian was taken away by a mysterious expert, there was nothing to be done. No one minded—even if An Dianlian stayed, he might’ve turned and killed them instead.

Once news spread, it stirred quite the reaction throughout the Jianghu, and the name of the Eunuch Slaying Alliance quickly soared in fame.

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On the day their top general Wendian was slain, Yuan Huangzhong received the news and immediately signaled a retreat, lifting the siege without battle.

Changqing and Fu Bo, though each could fight ten thousand troops, decided to sit back and watch, not taking the initiative. Day after day, they stayed in Yangzhou Prefecture, waiting to see if Yuan Huangzhong would send anyone else to challenge them.

Unlike the joy of the Sanhuang side, Yuan Huangzhong’s army camp was shrouded in gloom—no one wore a smile.

Wendian was the Yuan Army’s foremost warlord. If even he was defeated and slain in battle, who else could take on the burden of attack now?

No matter how Yuan Huangzhong thought it over, he couldn’t settle on anyone.

He couldn’t help but look years older, brow locked in a permanent frown, depressed and cheerless every day.

In such a situation, his generals and strategists hated to see their General so disheartened, wracking their brains together for solutions to their present dire straits.