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The Sect Leader Has Taken in a New Female Disciple

Chapter 1284 - 382: Is This the Supreme Tribulation? How Is That Possible!
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Chapter 1284: Chapter 382: Is This the Supreme Tribulation? How Is That Possible!

Zhou Qing lowered his head, only to see a pair of eagle claw-like hands pierced through his Dantian, and in those blood-soaked hands, he clenched a still-warm Golden Core.

From the shoulder, a hideous head slowly emerged.

"Qian Dafu!" Zhou Qing gritted his teeth as he looked at him.

Qian Dafu’s eyes were full of jealousy and hatred, and he sneered, "We’re all here to make a round in this world, so why can you become Core Disciples, enjoying all resources while I work hard outside serving you like a horse?"

Before he finished speaking, his five fingers suddenly clenched—

"Crack!"

The severe pain of the Golden Core shattering instantly swept through his body, spiritual power scattered, cultivation collapsed, and Zhou Qing felt as though he had fallen into an abyss, utterly desolate.

"No..." His soul trembled violently, almost consumed by this obsession.

But the next moment, a strong heartbeat sound came from his heart!

"Thump! Thump!"

A brand new Golden Core emerged from his heart, settled into the Dantian, and then rapidly condensed, shining goldenly, more solid than before.

Zhou Qing’s eyes turned cold, and he suddenly remembered something, he spun around, his five fingers clamped onto Qian Dafu’s throat like iron tongs.

The other party’s eyes bulged as the veins on his face twisted: "No... impossible... your Golden Core was clearly..."

"When has humble origins been inferior?" Zhou Qing’s voice was like quenched ice, yet carried a touch of pity, "Do you know—"

With a sudden exertion between his fingers, Qian Dafu’s throat bones emitted a breaking sound under the stress.

"Born from jealousy, seizing others, it will trap you forever in the mire."

"We cultivators, walking against heaven, rely not on plunder, but—"

"An indestructible heart!"

"Boom!"

Qian Dafu’s body exploded, disintegrating into a wisp of black smoke and dissipating.

Zhou Qing exhaled deeply, his heart feeling solemn.

He didn’t expect that the first Obsession Spirit he encountered was actually Qian Dafu, the shopkeeper dispatched by the Taiqing Sect to Lingyun Mansion back in the day.

It was precisely because of revealing the information about Chaos Profound Gold and Soul Breath Immortal Grass to Qian Dafu due to his and his third senior brother’s lack of social experience that they invited disaster.

It’s said that verbal teachings are futile, but real experiences truly resonate with the heart.

Qian Dafu truly taught him a lesson, making him always cautious and prudent in the days that followed.

"Spirit Severing Realm is indeed perilous..." Zhou Qing sighed inwardly.

At the moment he saw Qian Dafu, he even completely forgot he was severing spirits, as if he had truly returned to the past, reliving that nightmare.

No wonder Spirit Severing is so difficult for cultivators in Divinity Transformation Perfection.

It is not merely a test of cultivation, but a trial of will!

If the Dao Heart is unstable, even knowing it’s an Illusion Realm, one might still become submerged in it again, ultimately failing to sever the spirit, leading to death and Dao dissipation.

As he pondered, the scene before him changed once more.

This time, he stood in an endless sea of flowers.

A gentle breeze swept past, causing the spiritual flowers that filled the mountains and fields to sway gracefully, their rich fragrance soothing the heart, making one involuntarily relax.

In a trance, the matter concerning Qian Dafu dissipated like morning dew, no longer remembered in the slightest.

In the center of the flower sea, two graves stood quietly.

On the left tombstone, the words "Second Senior Sister Luo Xue’s Tomb" were written with bold strokes; opposite it on the right was "Fifth Junior Brother Tan Qiang’s Tomb."

With the passing wind, a few petals fell in front of the tombs, adding a few touches of bleakness.

Suddenly, a dull pain surged in Zhou Qing’s heart, memories of their deaths flooded back.

"I will personally kill Sima Demoness, and that day is not far away!"

Hoarse words exploded beside his ear.

Zhou Qing turned his gaze and saw Du Kui with a scruffy beard standing by his side, his eyes burning with deep-seated hatred.

"Bring me along when that time comes." Zhou Qing responded without hesitation.

Upon hearing this, Du Kui’s eyes suddenly dimmed, and the corners of his mouth pulled into a smirk: "Alright."

He paused, his voice lowering, "But Sima Demoness is one of the five great prodigies of Cangyan Daoist Palace, reportedly having touched the threshold of the realm..."

"Since the Five Sects War, no cultivator has reached Divinity Transformation," Zhou Qing said with piercing eyes, "That is our opportunity."

"I understand." Du Kui’s fist gripped hard, producing a grinding sound, "But if I can comprehend the realm, the odds of success will be greater."

Zhou Qing pondered for a moment, "My master senior, Ghost Mastiff, has entered Divinity Transformation, maybe I can ask him?"

"No need." Du Kui interrupted decisively, a hint of resolve flashing in his eyes, "Everyone’s realm is different, Cannibal Tooth Trader won’t last long, I want to forge a unique realm of my own."

Looking at Du Kui’s resolute profile, Zhou Qing softly said, "Then... how can I help?"

Suddenly, Du Kui removed a Cyan Jade flask from his waist, gently swaying it, the amber-colored wine inside rippled, exuding an intoxicating aroma.

"For now, let’s set these things aside." His mouth curled with a bitter smile, "You have been struggling in White Jade Taixu Courtyard; it’s rare to return..."

Saying this, he handed the flask to Zhou Qing, "Consider it accompanying your senior brother to relieve his worries."

Looking at the flask handed over, Zhou Qing instinctively refused, "No, I’ve quit drinking..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly froze.

His eyes fixated on the swaying wine, his heart surged with an unusual sense of discord.

Feeling as if he was overlooking something important, soon, at the center of his brows, a four-color lotus mark flashed by.

And Zhou Qing’s eyes instantly gleamed with clarity, he slowly raised his head, and Du Kui’s familiar face appeared especially pale in the sunlight.

"What’s wrong? The people from Cyan Feather Immortal Sect, after participating in the Five Sects Treasure Exchange Gathering, all disappeared."

Du Kui looked at Zhou Qing, a flash of pain in his eyes, "We went searching together, but you and Lu were ambushed by the people from Cangyan Daoist Palace."

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