Chapter 1762 - 690: Fishing for a Heavenly Immortal

Chapter 1762: Chapter 690: Fishing for a Heavenly Immortal

"Has he come?"

Qin Ming suddenly looked up, gazing at the pitch-black night sky.

Nowadays, his senses were extraordinarily acute, especially recently, as he was constantly in a state of Spiritual Clarity.

In an instant, Qin Ming saw, at the distant edge of the sky, within the pitch-black fog, a faint figure hovering, watching him.

"It’s him!"

As an anomaly who had killed a Great Saint at just twenty-three, Qin Ming’s Extreme Tao Domain was quite extensive, both in length and thickness, it was remarkable.

Just like now, despite the thick fog, he could distinguish that it was the strong person who once blocked the Outer Heaven Creatures.

Within the black fog, amidst a faint golden aura, stood a towering figure, half-transparent, seemingly coughing, with pale golden blood dripping from his mouth.

Had he been reduced to just a remnant soul, still manifesting with a strand of Pure Yang Consciousness?

In any case, this person’s condition wasn’t good.

"It’s coming!" A voice sounded weak and breathless in Qin Ming’s ears, yet still carried a trace of defiance.

Soon, that person vanished from the night fog.

Qin Ming knew whom he was referring to, the terrifying being emerging from the Land of Fate Change was indeed approaching, loitering nearby.

But who exactly was this person standing in the golden aura?

The only judgement was that he was a man.

Even with Qin Ming’s extraordinary perception, he couldn’t make out his clear features.

Could this person truly come from that Mysterious Family?

However, after pondering, Qin Ming shook his head; when he had just left the Land of Fate Change, he had gained a bit of fame, but surely wouldn’t have quickly attracted their attention, right?

Moreover, the Cultivation Technique he practiced was not their Essential Scripture.

If the family was truly fixating on him, they wouldn’t be unclear about it. He was indeed a Loose Cultivator, absolutely not one of their clan.

Qin Ming’s eyes were profound, after a moment, he directly reported it.

A group of old monsters already knew that the decayed Heavenly Immortal had been haunting the nearby Earth Realm.

They were more interested in the origins of that golden figure. Silently, someone went to the night sky to extract traces.

"Sure enough, it is that individual, the strong person who once fought against Outer Heaven Creatures."

Through Qi Mechanism comparison, the definitive answer was quickly obtained.

The face of the white-haired old woman turned sallow, and she said, "Old me retracts the previous words, child, the people behind you have come and they value you greatly."

Qin Ming remained silent, he just reported truthfully.

How others reacted, that was not his concern.

As for the outcome and impact, it shouldn’t harm him.

During the deep night, as Qin Ming cultivated quietly, he faintly sensed an indescribable coldness, for without his Divine Sense far surpassing ordinary people, he wouldn’t have noticed at all.

However, it was merely limited to that.

For four consecutive days, there was still no commotion.

Qin Ming profoundly realized the caution and steadiness of the old monsters; the other party had already opened scarlet eyes in the night, clearly watching him yet holding back.

He was unafraid, his True Body had long been stored in broken cloth, his consciousness attached to Old Bu.

On his Divine Lotus Body, not even a strand of Spiritual Will remained, controlling everything through resonance.

Even if the sky collapsed or calamities befell together, he could still stand tall with dignity, not fearing death.

During Shallow Night, which is daytime, whenever visitors arrive, like renowned figures or top Saints, the hidden old monsters would remain highly vigilant.

Unfortunately, all was calm, with no unusual events occurring.

While lying on the rattan chair, Qin Ming even dozed off. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ

Green Phoenix came to help Qin Ming tidy the room, her eyes widening in astonishment upon finding the prospective son-in-law "reviewing the past to learn anew," watching with keen interest while holding a Memory Crystal.

Green Phoenix glimpsed and saw the scene of the Demoness Jiang in a black dress, revealing her stunning figure, performing the Heavenly Demon Dance vigorously in the secret chamber.

Then she also saw Great Saint Si Yeli donning a snow-white garment, spotless, her wide sleeves swirling up immortal fog, executing the Night Moon Cloud Dance. Judging by the surroundings, it was during the last banquet, performing in the lounge.

Green Phoenix was inexplicably shaken, what timing was this? The recent atmosphere was clearly tense, yet the Emperor still had the leisure to enjoy a dance?

A black-dressed witch and a white-robed goddess, two completely different styles, yet truly a sight to behold.

After watching, Qin Ming gently nodded.

Green Phoenix couldn’t calm her heart, could this be the mindset of a Great Saint? Staying calm amidst significant events, truly composed.

Qin Ming glanced at her blandly, saying, "Don’t let your mind wander, I’m cultivating, observing externally, refining the heart and mind internally."

"This... Great Saint, please advise." Green Phoenix humbly sought guidance.

"Constantly have no desires to observe its wonders." Qin Ming replied.

Green Phoenix’s brows furrowed tightly as she left, her mind in turmoil.

"Another perfectly ordinary beautiful day." Qin Ming rose, stretching lazily.

Recently, he had nothing to fear, remarkably composed.

Then, he went out to visit friends.

However, he thought, at this special juncture, it would be best to minimize contact with Niu Wuwei, Zhou Tian, and Mu Shiniang.

Qin Ming went to the Innate Sect, intending to have a small gathering with Xuan Tu and Kong Yuanxing.

"What, he is here?" Xuan Tu’s expression changed slightly, he was in the know, deeply aware that this person was extremely dangerous now.

Currently, it was a brief calm before a storm, and suffocating upheaval could happen anytime. As the "catalyst," Zheng Guang Great Saint, how could he run around recklessly?

The most frustrating thing was, Demon Cultivator Zheng Guang didn’t look for his sworn brother, instead wanted to drink with them.