Mythical Cultivation

For him, who was only at the fourth level of Qi Refining at the time, these things were a golden opportunity. Although the Han family had several elders in the Foundation Establishment stage, and even ancestors had Golden Core cultivators, this had little to do with him. Especially given the attitude of the main branch of the family towards their branch branches, he didn't think he would have the opportunity to enter the Foundation Establishment stage.

But now it was different. With this opportunity, as long as he kept a low profile and was cautious, he would eventually reach the Foundation Establishment stage. It was also because of this opportunity that he was able to advance from the fourth level of Qi Refining to the current seventh level of Qi Refining in just a few years.

If Han Chengbao had insisted on looking at his storage bag, he would have been completely humiliated and left them there. It wasn't that he was arrogant; with his current wealth, he wasn't afraid of cultivators below the Foundation Establishment stage.

Now that he heard his third brother Han Chenghu speak up to put the matter aside, he also suppressed the murderous intent in his heart.

"Third brother is right. The enemy has not been dealt with yet. Let's deal with them first."

After that, the group of people seemed to be in harmony again. Then Han Zifeng and Han Chengbao walked towards the gradually dying fire to check whether Wu Ming was alive or dead.

Where had Wu Ming gone? Just as Wu Ming was about to slay another enemy, he was surprised to find that his opponent was no pushover. Just as Wu Ming sensed danger, the Flame Pearl exploded less than three feet in front of him. His basalt shield alone wasn't enough to block the blow. The shield shattered instantly, flipping it aside.

Fortunately, the Black Tortoise Shield blocked the attack for a moment, enough for Wu Ming to summon the White Cloud Banner. The clouds it conjured finally blocked the blast. Wu Ming himself suffered only minor injuries, caused by the flaming bead exploding too close to him. While the massive flames didn't injure him, the explosion was too close. Fortunately, Wu Ming's Hundred Refinements True Body had reached the fourth level, making it far stronger than a Qi Refining cultivator. Otherwise, he would have sustained more than a minor injury.

After withstanding the explosion, Wu Ming felt as if he had been struck by a powerful force, nearly sending him flying. However, with his tenacious willpower and agility, he managed to stabilize himself.

At the same time, he keenly noticed that the enemy within the Yellow Dragon Bell had escaped. However, at this moment, he had no time to worry about anything else, as his own injuries were not optimistic. After all, the explosion just now was too violent. If it weren't for his extraordinary strength, he would have been killed long ago.

Wu Ming thought to himself, "This Qi Refining Level 7 disciple of this cultivation family actually possesses a secret treasure like the Fire Flame Pearl. It seems that this person must be the focus of training of the Han family." He originally thought it was just an ordinary battle, but he didn't expect that the other party had such a powerful secret treasure. This made Wu Ming alert.

After careful consideration, Wu Ming decided to change his strategy. Since his opponent was so powerful and possessed such a formidable treasure, a roundabout approach would be a safer option than risking a direct confrontation. So, he quietly took out the White Cloud Banner and activated its cloud-like invisibility. Then, he cautiously moved toward the edge of the battlefield, looking for a perfect opportunity to strike.

But at this moment, something unexpected happened - Wu Ming accidentally overheard a quarrel among the Han family members! It turned out that the Han family, seemingly united and outwardly united, was actually not a solid block, but was filled with all kinds of intrigues and conflicts of interest...

Wu Ming, who was enjoying himself, was somewhat disappointed to see that none of the men had finally come to blows. He had hoped that a fight would break out between them, giving him an opportunity to strike. Seeing the two men in the standoff searching for him, while Han Chenghu was also suppressing the old man, he decided to give it a try and see if he could take down Han Chenghu, who had the highest cultivation level, first.

While the two were searching for him, he controlled the clouds of the White Cloud Banner to conceal himself and slowly approached the battlefield between the old man and Han Chenghu. Han Chenghu's red flying sword continuously stabbed at the old man from all directions, while occasionally shooting water arrows at the old man.

Although the old man's cultivation level might be higher than Han Chenghu's, he was at a disadvantage due to his old injuries and the fact that he had to protect the young master beside him. His old and new wounds were constantly bleeding. If this continued, he would probably die in just a few rounds.

Wu Ming was about to take action, knowing that he would be discovered if he got any closer. Since Han Chenghu was at the ninth level of Qi Refining, Wu Ming knew that conventional methods would be ineffective against him, so he had to resort to unconventional methods.

Wu Ming, who had made up his mind, also summoned the Blood-Crying Whip, which he had been refining for a long time but had never used. Since the Blood-Crying Whip was a top-grade magic weapon, with Wu Ming's current cultivation level, one strike would probably remove three layers of his true essence, so he would not use this magic weapon under normal circumstances.

At this crucial moment, Wu Ming's gaze was as sharp as a torch, closely monitoring the evolving situation, searching for the perfect moment to strike. Finally, when the opportunity arose, he swung the Blood Whip without hesitation. In an instant, it resembled a ferocious, blood-red dragon, charging at Han Chenghu with lightning speed, its fierce momentum and breathtaking speed.

However, Han Chenghu was no ordinary opponent. A dazzling light suddenly emanated from his surroundings, forming an incredibly solid barrier three meters away—the Xuan Guang Pa, his life-saving magical weapon! At the same time, Han Chenghu realized he was under attack. He quickly turned, his eyes sharp as a hawk's, and spotted Wu Ming charging towards him.

Faced with this sudden change, Han Chenghu didn't panic. After all, he was absolutely confident in his own strength, especially the mid-grade magical weapon called Xuan Guang Pa, which gave him full confidence. Moreover, seeing that the old man was about to surrender, he didn't want to miss this opportunity.

Therefore, he decided not to recall the flying sword that was attacking the old man, but to continue to focus on dealing with the enemy in front of him. Not only that, he also threw out a low-grade magic weapon shaped like a short blade and unleashed several powerful water arrows in an attempt to prevent Wu Ming from approaching him.

Unfortunately, Han Chenghu didn't understand the power of the Weeping Blood Whip, renowned for its ability to defile other magical weapons. Instantly, with a crisp, swish sound, the Xuan Guang Pa wrapped around Han Chenghu's body suddenly fell, instantly shattering the protective barrier it held. Then, like a spirit snake, the Weeping Blood Whip instantly wrapped around Han Chenghu. Seeing this opportunity, the old man, ignoring the crimson flying sword attacking him, controlled his own sword and decapitated Han Chenghu.