Emperor Qiankun

After seeing that the other party knew his identity, Li Qingyuan's face became serious and he no longer pretended.

He quietly circulated the profound energy within his body, and at the same time, he looked at them with a cold gaze and said in a cold voice, "Who are you? Why are you trying to stop me?"

The obese young man stepped forward and introduced himself, "Okay, you are indeed Li Qingyuan. We are disciples of Qingyun Peak. My name is Wang Hu."

Hearing this, Li Qingyuan frowned slightly and muttered to himself: Why would this person from Qingyun Peak suddenly come to me?

Wang Hu continued, "Right now, everyone in the Tianjian Sect is saying you've become Master Hua's disciple? I haven't even been able to become Master Hua's disciple, so what qualifications do you have? I think you're just lucky. Today, I'm going to teach you a lesson and show Master Hua what a mistake it was to not accept me as his disciple! I'll prove with my own strength that I'm stronger than you!"

As he spoke, his ninth level of martial arts cultivation was fully revealed.

Li Qingyuan didn't want to cause trouble, but since the other party was so aggressive, he would not back down.

So, he responded calmly: "I have no interest in fighting you, get out of the way."

However, Wang Hu mistakenly thought that Li Qingyuan was afraid, and his attitude became even more arrogant, mocking him: "What, you don't dare to fight me? Then admit that you are a waste, and get out of the Tianjian Sect!"

Upon hearing this, Li Qingyuan was immediately enraged. A fierce look flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "Since you are so eager to die, then I will grant your wish!"

As he spoke, the profound energy in his body began to circulate rapidly, and his eighth-level Tongwu realm cultivation broke out. It was obvious that he was ready to take action at any time.

Suddenly, a figure flashed by like a ghost. It was Li Qingyuan!

Holding a long sword, he rushed towards Wang Hu at an astonishing speed. The sword flashed like lightning across the night sky.

The sword energy was extremely sharp, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, as if it was going to tear the void apart.

When Wang Hu saw this scene, he was shocked.

He hurriedly used a unique body movement to try to avoid the fatal blow.

However, Li Qingyuan's speed was too fast. He was right in front of him in the blink of an eye, leaving him no way to dodge.

In desperation, Wang Hu had to grit his teeth and raise his arms to resist.

It is worth mentioning that he wore a precious treasure on his arm, which emitted a faint ochre light and seemed to provide him with a certain degree of protection.

The tip of Li Qingyuan's sword landed accurately on Wang Hu's arm, causing a crisp collision sound and sparks flying everywhere.

Wang Hu felt a sharp pain in his arm and almost lost consciousness. There was a dull pain at the base of his thumb, as if it would split open at any time.

He secretly exclaimed in his heart: This Li Qingyuan actually has such powerful strength!

"I am a disciple of Qingyun Peak, how dare you hurt me!" Wang Hu shouted angrily.

His face was full of anger and unwillingness, because the boy in front of him actually dared to attack him and even injured him.

However, facing Wang Hu's angry rebuke, Li Qingyuan appeared unusually calm.

He remained expressionless and responded calmly, "So what if you're a disciple of Qingyun Peak? You're inferior in skills, yet you dare to be so arrogant!"

Wang Hu's face flushed instantly. As the son of a Qingyun Peak elder, he was always respected and admired by many disciples. How could he have suffered such an insult?

At this moment, his heart was filled with anger, but at the same time, there was also a hint of helplessness.

Because the fight with Li Qingyuan just now had made him realize that his strength was far inferior to that of the other party.

He thought to himself that he was about to break through to the Shenzang realm, and then he would definitely wash away this shame!

Although he was unwilling, Wang Hu wisely chose to give in temporarily.

He gritted his teeth and said harshly, "Just wait, this isn't over yet!"

After saying that, he turned and left, his steps staggering a little, and his figure looked quite embarrassed.

Li Qingyuan quietly watched Wang Hu's receding back without making another move, and there was not much emotion in his heart.

He was already accustomed to such harsh words.

In this world where the strong are respected, only those with sufficient strength can win true respect and voice.

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Li Qingyuan returned to his residence, carefully observed the surrounding environment, and then began to set up a simple and ingenious trap.

This trap may seem ordinary, but in fact it contains endless changes and mysteries.

Li Qingyuan skillfully placed the spirit stones in specific positions. Each spirit stone emitted a faint light, echoing each other and forming an invisible barrier.

After completing the arrangement of the trap, Li Qingyuan entered the room, and his soul immediately entered the Qiankun Hall and began to practice.

For three days, he spent most of his time practicing swordsmanship in the Space Gate, and a small part of his time refining Xuanyuan Dan in the Time Gate to improve his cultivation.

Now he was waving the long sword in his hand. Every time he swung the sword, there was a hint of sharp momentum in the sword energy. He knew that he was getting closer and closer to comprehending the sword power.

Three days later, the sun was shining brightly. Li Qingyuan had refined all the pills and was thinking of going to Lingdan Peak to buy some more pills.

Lingdan Peak is famous for its precious elixirs, which is why Tianjian Sect attracts countless practitioners to come and practice.

He arrived at Lingdan Peak and saw countless elixirs neatly displayed on the treasure display rack, each emitting a unique scent.

He glanced at the pills and found that they all required contribution points to be exchanged, and the required contribution points were quite high, but he had no contribution at all now.

So he took out the map given by Ren Yuxuan from his arms and looked at it carefully.

At one point on the map, he found a place marked as 'Mission Hall'. He suddenly realized that this must be where he could earn Contribution Points.

After an incense stick of time, he came to a very busy place where many people gathered. It seemed that they were issuing or handing over various tasks. This was the 'Task Hall'.

Li Qingyuan struggled to squeeze into the center of the crowd and found that everyone was gathered in front of a huge billboard covered with various tasks.

He glanced at the tasks above.

Suddenly, a seemingly mundane task caught his attention.

The mission is to eradicate a group of notorious bandits who have committed all kinds of evil.

He felt that the task was not difficult, but for some reason, no one was willing to take it on.

He couldn't help but fall into deep thought. After weighing the pros and cons, he finally made up his mind to accept the task.

After all, the reward for completing this task is quite generous, enough to satisfy his need to buy elixirs.

Thinking of this, he immediately reached out and took the task letter.

"This kid is so brave. He actually dared to accept the mission of Qifeng Mountain. Doesn't he know that there is a demonic wind raging there? Ordinary warriors would have a hard time going in, let alone wipe out those bandits."

"Yes, I heard that the bandits had a treasure that could resist the evil wind, so they could come and go freely there."

Li Qingyuan listened to the discussions around him, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a nonchalant smile: "Demon wind? Haha, I was just worried that my wind sword power was still lacking that finishing touch. Now, great, the opportunity has been delivered to my door!"

He took another careful look at the mission book, and thought to himself, "The evil wind in Qifeng Mountain is quite interesting. Perhaps it is the key for me to break through the bottleneck of swordsmanship. If I can use the power of the evil wind to hone my sword skills, maybe I can improve my Qingfeng swordsmanship. As for those bandits, according to the information in the mission book, their leader's cultivation is only at the ninth level of the martial arts realm. What is there to be afraid of? They are just a group of rabble!" Thinking of this, Li Qingyuan became more determined to take on this mission.