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

Qin Chuan stood in mid-air, quietly watching the crowd.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

A moment later, Mo Tu Daozi Zhou Feng and Xu Rong gave Qin Chuan a deep look, then turned and flew away like rainbows.

Qin Chuan's identity is their biggest concern; everyone in the Southern Region knows that Dan Chen is extremely protective of his own.

He would dare to desecrate the ancestral graves of anyone who dared to harm his alchemist.

As the cultivators from the Ink Land departed, the cultivators of the Southern Region instantly recovered from their silence.

The atmosphere immediately shifted from oppressive to lively.

It was as if all his previous thoughts had vanished with Qin Chuan changing out of his robe and with the departure of the Mo Tu cultivator.

Just as everyone was about to strike up a conversation with Qin Chuan, Qin Chuan stood in mid-air and clasped his hands in a fist salute to the crowd on the ground.

"Thank you all for your help. I have learned a lot from this battle and need to go into seclusion to reflect on it as soon as possible."

"Furthermore, the sect has already sent orders for me to return to the sect immediately. If any of you go to the Wen Dan Sect in the future, I will certainly host a grand banquet for you!"

Upon hearing this, many people returned the gesture with clasped hands, expressing their understanding.

Qin Chuan then clasped his hands in thanks to the talented disciples from various sects and families for their assistance.

Without lingering any longer, he turned and transformed into a rainbow, hurtling away.

Only after Qin Chuan had flown quite a distance did Wang Teng and the others frown and have no choice but to turn their attention away.

They could never quite grasp Qin Chuan's true strength, and because of the existence of the Wen Dan Sect, they dared not act rashly, and could only sigh inwardly...

Qin Chuan flew extremely fast, and only after a day had passed and he was sure no one was following him did he breathe a heavy sigh of relief.

He wasn't worried about those Daoist prodigies, but rather about other powerful individuals hiding their cultivation levels coming after him.

Fortunately, this did not happen.

After randomly finding a cave, Qin Chuan entered the Heaven and Earth Spirit Furnace space with a thought.

"This cultivator at the fourth level of the Profound Emperor realm is actually even more difficult to kill than the previous cultivator at the fifth level of the Profound Emperor realm..."

After swallowing several healing pills, Qin Chuan recovered from his injuries while reviewing the previous battle.

But he soon figured out the reason.

When fighting against the cultivator surnamed Yang, who was at the fifth level of the Xuanhuang realm, he used three techniques.

It was only by sacrificing his lifespan and taking the situation by surprise that he was able to kill the enemy in one fell swoop.

However, he completely defeated the blue-faced cultivator at the fourth level of the Xuanhuang realm using his own strength.

This is precisely why Qin Chuan found the other party difficult to deal with.

"If I were to encounter that cultivator surnamed Yang again now, I could easily defeat him even without using the Triple Gate technique..."

Feeling the surging profound energy within his body, Qin Chuan's lips curled up, though he still felt a sense of unreality.

A month ago, he was still struggling to break through to the first level of the Xuanhuang realm.

Unexpectedly, he has now broken through to the third level of the Profound Emperor realm in one fell swoop...

"call!"

Once all his injuries had healed, Qin Chuan took a deep breath, his eyes becoming incredibly bright.

This is because he currently possesses two storage rings.

One of the storage rings belonged to the cultivator surnamed Yang.

As for the other one, it was the one that Mo Tu Zhi Xiu fought against yesterday.

In the instant the other party died, taking advantage of everyone's inattention, Qin Chuan took the storage ring from his body.

This is also one of the reasons why he was eager to leave the ancient Xuanhu Lake.

If people knew that he possessed a storage ring belonging to a Xuanhuang realm cultivator, it would be a great loss.

It's hard to guarantee that there won't be anyone greedy enough to take the risk and attack me.

Even if one's skill level isn't high, dealing with these flies frequently is still a very annoying thing.

Soon, Qin Chuan began to count the combat supplies with great anticipation.

"How can they be so poor?"

After a while, Qin Chuan's expression turned somewhat grim.

He released his divine sense in disbelief, scanning the two storage rings again and again.

After turning it upside down, Qin Chuan let out a heavy sigh, like a deflated balloon.

Aside from a few magical artifacts and some pills, there was nothing else worth showing off in these two storage rings.

Not to mention spirit crystals, which are extremely rare.

Although those few magical treasures were not bad, they were still quite meager for a Xuanhuang Realm expert.

While feeling disappointed, Qin Chuan also understood the problem.

Compared to the Southern Region, Mo Tu is an extremely barren place.

In such places, resources are extremely scarce.

Ink Land is a chaotic place where people live on the edge of danger.

In this environment, everyone who has resources will try their best to improve their own strength.

Since no one can guarantee whether they will see the sun rise tomorrow, naturally not much will be left.

"Ugh…"

After figuring out the reason, Qin Chuan sighed, no longer in the mood to stay, and withdrew from the Heaven and Earth Spirit Furnace space.

At that moment, a light rain began to fall outside the cave, and the world was shrouded in a gray haze.

After a moment's hesitation, Qin Chuan swayed and flew into the rain, heading straight ahead.

"There seems to be a Stone Drum City nearby..."

Looking around, Qin Chuan muttered to himself.

He didn't plan to return to the sect so soon, but decided to go to a nearby city where cultivators gathered first.

Having finally managed to get out of the city, he planned to find an auction house to sell some of the pills he had on him.

Just as he was making this decision, Qin Chuan's expression changed, and he suddenly took out a white jade pendant from the space of the Heaven and Earth Spirit Furnace.

The moment it was taken out, the jade pendant flew out on its own, its surface shimmering with purple light.

The moment Qin Chuan grabbed him, a deep and majestic voice suddenly echoed in his mind.

"Little guy, have you had enough fun? Be back to me in five days, then the Immortal Soil Trial for Advancing to the Red Furnace will begin."

This trial begins entirely at my whim; it's a once-in-a-century event, and I'll regret missing it.

The trial is about to begin. Participation gives you a chance to advance to the Crimson Furnace. If you don't return, it will be considered a forfeit…”

"Advanced to the Red Furnace!" Qin Chuan's eyes widened as he stared blankly at the main furnace token in his hand.

The voice that was gradually fading from my mind seemed to have a sense of familiarity with me.

The teasing in his words, in particular, surprised Qin Chuan.

Moreover, this voice was completely unfamiliar to Qin Chuan; he did not recall ever hearing such a voice within the Wen Dan Sect.

Qin Chuan frowned, his body transforming into a rainbow as he flew forward.

But before he had flown very far, his body suddenly trembled, and he looked down sharply at the jade pendant he was still holding in his hand.

His expression shifted, revealing a deep-seated anger.

"There is only one person who has the right to say that advancing to the Red Furnace Trial is entirely up to their own mood, and within the main furnace token, there is only one person who can transmit their voice from this distance!"

Qin Chuan stared into the distance, gritting his teeth as he said, "Dan Chen!"

His voice was filled with anger, but even more so with helplessness.

"My Madness Pill, my two hundred million spirit crystals..."

The thought of those two hundred million spirit crystals sent a sharp pain through Qin Chuan's chest.

The feeling was like having two hundred million spirit crystals in your crotch.

But someone reached into his crotch right in front of him and took his entire hand away, and he was powerless to resist…