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Overbearing Immortal Doctor

Chapter 1404 - 1503: Unique Clan
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Chapter 1404: Chapter 1503: Unique Clan

"Brother Qin, why have you returned?" Tiantian was shocked. Qin Feng’s last visit to the Star Heaven Sect wasn’t very long ago. Previously, Qin Feng mentioned he wouldn’t have time to stop by for a while.

Qin Feng smiled and said, "I got hit."

"Brother Qin, who could possibly call you back?" Tiantian couldn’t believe her Brother Qin was limitless in pride, absolutely invincible among the same ranks.

"Haha, there’s no need to talk about such embarrassing matters. How are the disciples of the Star Heaven Sect cultivating?" Qin Feng asked.

"The practice has been crazily intense. The 160 Skull Elders have laid out very detailed rules. All honors, status, and rights are tied to power. Anyone who doesn’t strive hard enough one day can immediately be surpassed. Each of the six disciples is stronger than the others. Whether willingly or forced, everyone works hard." Tiantian said.

Qin Feng laughed.

He let the elders of the Six Ancient Clans take charge of a department. Now, they are named accordingly: The strength of the Mido Six Great Clans concerns the future strength of the Six Ancient Clans. Of course, the elders of the Six Ancient Clans will also be compared.

"What about you?" Qin Feng asked again.

"Me? Hehe..." Tiantian couldn’t help but laugh, her face turning red. "No one is forcing me to practice. Brother Qin is here. I don’t want to compete for roles like the core disciple, chief disciple, and others of the Star Heaven Sect."

"What role do you want?" Qin Feng smiled and asked.

Tiantian’s face turned even redder.

At this moment, Shen Tu and another skull flew over. They both looked like skulls, but Qin Feng recognized them at a glance. It was Dongguo because Qin Feng knew the sword behind him.

The Shentu Clan Leader came in and bluntly said, "Qin Feng, you must make Baili Yuan lead the disciples to cultivate the Three Saints Poison, right?"

"Elder Baili is correct. ’There are no evil skills, only evil people.’ Qin Feng said, "As long as you strictly control the disciples, you can practice any evil skill."

However, the cultivation of the ’Three Saints and Three Poisons’ is astounding. In just a few months, over 30% of the South Azhou Sect disciples have reached the Virtual Meta realm, and their cultivation is still rapidly progressing. Yet, in the other Five Great Sects, only a few of the best disciples can reach this realm. How can we compare?"

The Grandmaster of Dongguo also said, "Yes, anyone who is willing to cultivate the ’Three Saints Poison’ progresses fastest. In the future, the Nan Tribe will have a unique family. Will the Centurion Family have a unique family in the future too?"

Qin Feng couldn’t help but purse his lips and laugh, "Look at you two now. I ask you, in the same domain, who has more power in cultivating Three Saints Poison?"

"Goodbye!"

A government road only about a hundred li from the talisman remained, with each road adorned with the talisman master robe of the Fu Sect, exhibiting extreme respect.

If anyone else saw this scene, they would surely find it strange: How can there usually be so many magicians in the sky, yet none in view? How can they leave the gate?

"That is the relic of the ancients." Qin Feng pointed to the empty land behind him, where a scroll painting of mountains and rivers was already open.

"Go inside. The Star Heaven Sect is within. How can you participate in the arrangement of the Six Ancient Clans’ leaders? After joining, he dedicates himself to cultivating the spell of the Six Disciples to assist in cultivation. Of course, you can also study all the Rune Secret Manuals on me at any time."

"Yes!"

All the 6,000+ magicians were filled with longing for the great medicine. Just as cultivators yearn for more powerful cultivation opportunities, as talisman masters, they also have the chance to study all the secret books of the Magical Treasure Saint. It is a dream. Not to mention their current absolute loyalty to Qin Feng, they are impervious to King Wei’s influence. It’s feared that they too wish to enter.

Shang Manqing said, "Master. He still held two empty rings in his hand, "These are the empty rings held by the Supreme Elder, Deputy Sect Leader Tu Langlang. I deceived him under the guise of refining a large amount of charm. If it weren’t for the furious Taishang Elders, Tong Liuzi, I could even have tricked his space ring in recent days."

Qin Feng laughed, "Haha, what a pleasant surprise.".

"Indeed," he said confidently, "The seven tall figures almost control all the wealth of Fu Sect. It’s just a matter of responsibility and safety. Under normal circumstances, our magicians want to refine magic masters. They demand them. After the refining of charm finishes, they will keep them. That’s why, as one of Fu Sect’s five elders, I easily took these two space rings."

"Haha, truly, you are beyond doubt. This is a great achievement for you." Qin Feng laughed and said.

The enmity between him and Fu Sect was deep. This time, he almost got forced into a dead end by Tong Liuzi. As for the so-called reciprocity, after losing 6,000 top magicians and nearly 60% of family wealth, Fu Sect’s status is bound to decline. Let alone competing with Shura Gate, it’s not even comparable with forces like Ghost City and Lei Huotang.

Yet, within a territory nearly 100,000 li, the only broad man, Tong Liuzi, and the first amulet Elder Mei Mu aren’t too unfortunate.

He glanced at the arrogant Buddha. Shang Manqing was slightly uneasy. "This old man truly praised me, but it was unforeseen!"

"Jin Wubian," when Zhou Bohan, Shang Manqing, Ou Tuo, and over 6,000 amulets entered the National Map, Qin Feng also set up a scroll of mountains and rivers, then turned around to look at the only person in the crowd who hadn’t entered the National Map.

"Master," the king said, bowing immediately.

"You’ve done well. The moment you notified Shang Manqing, these people came out to find me. Fu Sect people had no clue what happened, so they inexplicably lost all high-level Fu Wen Masters."

"Master, my Qian City’s tentacles extend to every corner of the realm, be it large cities or small villages. Though mostly related to commerce and not strong, they are overlooked. But if you wish to find someone to relay information, nothing is more convenient than my Financial City across the world."

"Alright then, Money City, as an almost mortal city, reaching this level is indeed extraordinary." Qin Feng nodded, "Let’s go. I will now visit Qian City."

"Yes!"

"Come on, let’s do it again."

"With such power, will I tire soon?"

"Sword out."

On the way to Qian City, voices came from afar.

Qin Feng glanced at a village in the distance, nestled by a river. In the village, a tall man dressed in animal skins was practicing swordsmanship with a young man. Shouting repeatedly, the tall man said, "Come on, be fierce and clever, your swordsmanship should be more direct, flashy moves are useless."

With a loud bang, the young man’s sword struck, causing him to fly back in fright, falling to the ground, and then quickly rising again, gritting his teeth.

One move after another.

The tall man’s voice was continuous.

Qin Feng watched the scene from afar. He realized the tall man and the young man looked quite alike. They must be father and son, especially the man, whose Sword Dao should have been entirely self-explored. Though cumbersome, it suited him best.

"This village is ordinary, but this middle-aged man has an ancient spirit. His understanding of Sword Dao is truly profound." secretly thought Qin Feng.

"Qin Xin Sword Ceremony is about to be enacted, ’Who are you?’ The disheveled boy looked at Qin Feng.

"Yuna." The tall man shouted. The young man was so frightened his voice was hoarse.

Qin Feng smiled at the tall man and said, "Don’t panic. I just wish to compete with you."

"Compare swords?" The tall man was astonished, "Are you joking?"

"As you wish." Qin Feng commanded.

The tall man dared not decline because he feared losing his life over playing tricks, fully suppressing any other thoughts within.

"Be cautious." A heavy sword lay before the tall man.

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