After conquering the Empress, I proved my Dao with the Heaven and Earth Spirit Furnace!

Wen Ziren gave a wry smile.

It may seem that the crisis was resolved, but that's not actually the case.

If the Hong family comes knocking again, the Wen family will have to pay a price far beyond just marrying off their daughter and the loss of Linghu Lake, because of Hong Jingshan's grief over the loss of his son.

Wen Wan'er, who was standing to the side, remained silent for a moment, and also understood the implications.

After regaining her senses, she bowed apologetically along with Wen Ziren.

"Thank you so much, my benefactor!"

The girl's voice was clear, melodious, and very pleasant to hear.

Qin Chuan remained calm and did not speak.

"Young brother, please forgive this old man. It's one thing for the Hong family to covet the Spirit Lake, but they also covet my daughter. Seeing that my lifespan is not long, they want to swallow up the Wen family..." Wen Ziren said with a bitter expression.

As he spoke, he coughed violently again, just like before. Wen Wan'er, who was beside him, quickly stepped forward to support him, her expression worried.

Qin Chuan glanced at Wen Ziren and frowned, able to see the intense death aura emanating from the man.

"where is this place?"

Qin Chuan spoke calmly.

Seeing that Qin Chuan no longer cared about what happened before, Wen Ziren's face lit up with joy. He was about to speak when he coughed again.

Seeing this, Wen Wan'er helped Wen Ziren up and looked at Qin Chuan, saying, "My benefactor, this place borders the Yin Yang Sect and the Wuji Palace."

"The Yin-Yang Sect and the Wuji Palace?"

Upon hearing Wen Wan'er's words, a look of surprise flashed in Qin Chuan's eyes.

Immediately, he took out the map that Elder Ma Yang had given him from the Heaven and Earth Spirit Furnace space and examined it carefully.

A moment later, he confirmed his location.

"I never imagined it would teleport this far..."

Qin Chuan's eyes flickered, and his face showed shock, but also a hint of joy.

This place is quite far from Brahma Gate, but not too far from Medicine King Valley.

It came to me without any effort!

He was still somewhat apprehensive about the three Xuanhuang Realm experts from the Brahma Sect.

With his current strength, he is no match for a Xuanhuang Realm expert, let alone three people.

Looking at Qin Chuan, who was deep in thought, and recalling the other party's previous methods, Wen Ziren gritted his teeth.

“Young brother, everything before was my fault, but I will keep my promise. I am willing to give you this spirit lake!”

Upon hearing this, Wen Wan'er and the other members of the Wen family were slightly taken aback, but quickly fell silent.

Qin Chuan raised his head, glanced at Wen Ziren, and remained noncommittal.

They neither agreed nor refused, remaining completely silent.

"I was originally a disciple of Wuji Palace. I was seriously injured in my early years and was lucky enough to survive, but my cultivation has not improved at all. I have severed the root of my lifespan and I don't have many years left to live."

"This spirit lake was a gift from a deceased friend, and it became the place where the Wen family has thrived and multiplied."

"Now that it is being spied on, it is difficult to preserve. Although this lake does not have much profound energy, breathing in here for a long time will have twice the effect with half the effort, and the benefits are great!"

Wen Ziren spoke sincerely, but his heart was filled with bitterness.

But this is the only way.

The Hong family could arrive at any moment, and if this young man were to leave, the Wen family would face annihilation.

"Moreover, the outside world is not safe at all. There are constant frictions between the Yin Yang Sect and the Wuji Palace, and battles occur from time to time."

"Although this place is also a battlefield, the two sects had an agreement beforehand, so this place will only see family feuds and won't attract much attention..."

Wen Ziren carefully chose his words, watching Qin Chuan's expression as he spoke.

Seeing the other party's expression of interest, Wen Ziren took a deep breath and quickly pressed his advantage, saying, "I hope you will accept this lake, young brother!"

Seeing their patriarch's reaction, the Wen family members exchanged glances and said in unison, "We hope you will accept this lake!"

The voices of the crowd echoed throughout the area.

Upon seeing this, Qin Chuan narrowed his eyes, his gaze flickering.

"Although this place isn't exactly a good spot, the Brahma Sect has been thoroughly outmaneuvered by me and is undoubtedly furious. They might launch a large-scale search for me..."

"Besides these, we also need to heal the injuries first, and figure out exactly what happened to the left eye..."

Qin Chuan was overwhelmed with thoughts.

"it is good!"

After a moment, Qin Chuan nodded and said, "We'll talk about this lake later. I can stay here for a while, but you should try your best to find out some news about the outside world, especially about the Brahma Sect."

"Give me a quiet place, and don't let anyone bother me unless it's absolutely necessary!"

"it is good!"

Wen Ziren's spirits lifted, and his face lit up with excitement. He readily agreed.

He knew that the Wen family was saved!

……

Meanwhile, outside the Wen Family Manor, after Hong Jingshan led the Hong family out, he looked back with eyes full of deep resentment and malice.

"Wen Ziren, don't think you're the only one who can bring in outside help. I, Hong, can too! I'll make your entire Wen family pay the price for my Xian'er's death!"

As he said this, he looked down at Hong Quanxian, whose body was already ice-cold and whose face was bluish-purple, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

"So what if you're a few levels higher than a Grand Mystic Master? If I were to invite a Mystic King realm expert, what would you do then? You probably wouldn't even know how you died!"

"When the time comes, I, Hong, will make you wish you were dead!"

In his opinion, Qin Chuan was able to kill with one move because he was at the third level of the Great Mystic Master realm.

At most, it would be one or two levels higher.

But no matter how many there are, none of them can be a match for a Xuanwang realm expert.

Thinking of this, Hong Jingshan snorted coldly and glanced at the Hong family members around him.

"All of you go back first. This matter is not over. Gather the entire tribe and wait for my return!"

"Yes, Patriarch!" the members of the Hong family replied in unison.

Immediately, Hong Jingshan used his movement technique to quickly dash off in one direction and disappear into the distance.

"We can only ask Mr. Sang Biao for help. With his cultivation level of the first level of the Profound King Realm, dealing with that sickly cultivator is definitely no problem for him!"

"It's just that this person has an eccentric personality and might not be able to come... But considering the kindness my grandfather showed me back then, and with some additional sacrifices, he should be able to agree!"

"If we can obtain this spiritual lake, then all the sacrifices will be worthwhile!"

Having made up his mind, Hong Jingshan no longer hesitated and sped up even more.

About half a day later, several vultures circled at the foot of a solitary mountain.

At the bottom of the mountain, there is a wooden stake more than ten feet high, with a skeleton tied to it.

This scene adds a touch of gloom and terror to the place.

The skeleton had been rotting for months, and vultures were still pecking at the bones on the stake, their eerie eyes fixed on Hong Jingshan, seemingly unafraid of strangers.

"Hong Jingshan, grandson of Hong Xing'an, requests an audience with Mr. Sang Biao!"

Despite feeling a chill run down his spine after glancing at the skeleton, Hong Jingshan still braced himself and spoke loudly.

Judging from the clothing of the skeleton on the ground, it was clear that the person belonged to another cultivator family in the vicinity.

Hong Jingshan's words reached Gushan, and after a long while, a hoarse and unpleasant voice slowly emerged.

"This fellow in front of you was disdainful of me a few months ago, so I captured him, tied him up here, and let those vultures peck him to death. Unfortunately, he was useless; he died in just one month..."

At this point, the hoarse voice paused for a moment, then continued, "What brings you here to me?"

……