Chapter 1548 - 448: Damn It, Damn It, Truly Damn It!

As for the Friendship Sticker in the Random Sticker, many years ago, after helping Han Yi kill the second chamber master Shen Yunlan, the system already indicated that the task was completed, and the corresponding reward had long been credited.

No wonder back then at the Divine Ruins Celestial Palace, when I proposed to help her with my number one identity, she outright refused.

This ultimately involved family feuds and disputes, concerning her close uncles, and indeed outsiders shouldn’t intervene.

Now, only the You Can Do It Sticker remains unused.

Encouraging others to take risks and being able to claim half the profits if they succeed.

This sticker must be used cautiously, and at least target Supreme Realm experts, ensuring a greater chance of success.

If you urge someone from the Spirit Slash realm to take the risk and they get slain, wouldn’t that be a waste?

As for the Talent Skills—Heart Mirror Vision, there’s one slot left, but it’s still half the points away from upgrading to Level 6.

Over the years, among those bound, there are hardly any left.

Calculating now, those who can provide points are only Yu Yan, the Second Uncle, White Crane, and Sikong Yan.

Whether the Second Uncle has freed himself from the pursuit of the Celestial Venerable is unknown?

And White Crane... went to the Prince’s residence some days ago to inquire, but found no trace of him.

Remembering a hundred years ago, when departing, he mentioned seeking out the second master sister at the Taiqing Sect. Could it be he vanished along with the Taiqing Sect?

As for Sikong Yan... better let it be.

So now, among those who can steadily provide experience points, only Yu Yan remains.

Relying solely on her meager accumulation, who knows how many more years it will take to advance.

Thinking of this, Zhou Qing again visualizes the figure of Lu Yaoyao, who always silently follows behind, witnessing his growth.

Over the years, the experience points—rather the emotional value she provided—have been the most abundant.

Flashes of memories from the past interactions surge in his mind; a gentle smile unconsciously blooms on Zhou Qing’s lips.

"I truly wish to see her again!" he softly murmurs while gazing into the distance.

Of course, nine years later, Little Yaoyao should have returned to her original appearance, but—

Thinking of this, Zhou Qing’s gaze suddenly dims, a dull ache spreads in his chest.

The Talent Skills—Lowering Presence is even more unattainable.

To activate this skill, one must be in a tense and stimulating multi-person environment, where those individuals should be Spirit Severing Realm cultivators, and among them, someone must recognize him yet overlook him at the critical moment.

Now the entire Nanhuang State sees him as a highly coveted figure, making these conditions extremely demanding.

The only feasible approach is to take Yu Yan, or that carefree Zhao Muye.

The team explores Desolate Forbidden Land together, hoping to barely scrape some experience points.

And the new Skill Fragment might only refresh from the proficiency increase of Lowering Presence.

While pondering this, Zhou Qing’s expression sharpens, his pupils suddenly split into blood-red Heavy Pupils.

His vision penetrates layers of obsessive clouds, two figures standing in mid-air instantly come into view.

Xuanyuan Chong!

Xuanyuan Shuo!

Zhou Qing’s eyes dangerously squint, murderous intent surges.

But to his surprise, the opponents didn’t bring other helpers—knowing this earlier, those preparations would have been in vain.

Without a moment’s hesitation, his figure flashed and he vanished into the rolling gray mist, disappearing without a trace.

...

At this moment, Xuanyuan Chong and Xuanyuan Shuo exchange glances and tacitly spread apart.

Their massive Divine Sense sweeps across the entire mountain range like tidal waves, leaving no inch of land undetectable to their perception.

Suddenly, Xuanyuan Chong’s gaze sharpens, his eyes bolt towards a certain direction.

The Divine Sense probe reveals a masked figure in a black robe, sitting openly in the clearing without any intent to hide.

More infuriatingly, that person noticed the sweep of Divine Sense, even slowly lifted his head and provocatively gestured a middle finger.

"Second!" Xuanyuan Chong shouted sternly.

Xuanyuan Shuo arrives upon hearing, their figures flicker, instantly moving above Zhou Qing.

Both their eyes blaze as they gaze at the figure in the clouds below.

Below, Zhou Qing stands up leisurely, raising his head to meet their gaze.

Under the mask, his eyes are as calm as water, yet hiding sharpness.

Xuanyuan Chong carefully probes Zhou Qing’s aura and can’t help but reveal a shocked expression—only at a mere Mid-stage Spirit Severing Realm!

He quickly scanned the entire Wuxiang Mountain again, confirming that no one else was lying in ambush.

"Just you?" Xuanyuan Chong frowned deeply.

"Just you two?" came a muffled retort from behind the mask.

Infuriated, Xuanyuan Chong laughed instead, the killing intent around him solidifying like a tangible force: "Was it you who killed Hao’Er and Third?"

Zhou Qing calmly flipped his hand, two storage bags tossing up and down in his palm: "Are you talking about these two?"

"Courting death!" Xuanyuan Shuo’s hair and beard bristled, an overwhelming aura erupted, and the spiritual power around him surged like a raging sea.

However, Xuanyuan Chong pressed him down, vigilantly surveying the surroundings: "Haven’t escaped yet after so long, it seems you’ve been waiting for us specifically?"

"Indeed." Zhou Qing’s tone was calm, "I’ve always done things cleanly and efficiently, never leaving myself loose ends. Even if I can’t eradicate you completely, at least—"

He deliberately elongated his tone, "make sure you never forget."

"A mere mid-stage Spirit Severing Realm dares to be so arrogant." Xuanyuan Chong’s gaze was fierce, "It seems you’re well prepared."

Zhou Qing chuckled softly: "You guessed right. The whole mountain is filled with killing arrays, just don’t know—"

He suddenly lowered his voice, "Do the two of you have the courage to come in and try?"

"Why not!"

Xuanyuan Shuo took a step forward, a bronze battle halberd suddenly appearing in his hand, the blade gleamed with a cold light, pointing directly at Zhou Qing.

This fierce weapon, always accompanying him in guarding the frontier, emanated such murderous aura that even the air seemed to tremble.

Zhou Qing stared at him, his eyes subtle.

This border prince, who had cooperated with him multiple times, since the time he forcibly performed a soul search and saved Nangong Xiongba, the relationship between them had—completely broken down.

"Second!" Xuanyuan Chong shouted again, his gaze still locked on Zhou Qing, not rushing to make a move.

"Since we’re already at a deadly stalemate, I just want to know—"

His voice was low like thunder, "Why?"

Zhou Qing feigned pondering, then looked up, the corner of his mouth under the mask seemingly curled up: "To say why, I really need to think about it, oh, I remember now."

"Because—" he said leisurely, "After I took a stroll through your Ancestral Land, the two of them chased after me."

The words caused the air to suddenly freeze.

Xuanyuan Chong’s face turned livid, immediately realizing, his killing intent completely erupted: "Was it you who destroyed those three ’Blood Spirit Tao Cutting Pills’?!"

Zhou Qing shrugged, his tone flippant: "Oh? Those things in the cauldron that could increase the chance of breaking through the Spirit Severing by 40%? Yes, I did, so what?"

Xuanyuan Chong’s knuckles emitted a piercing cracking sound, his previously calm visage instantly twisting with rage.

Those three elixirs, nurtured by the Xuanyuan Family with a thousand years’ effort, could have added three more loyal Spirit Severing Realm experts, but were destroyed just like that by the person before him.

Along with the deaths of Hao’Er and Third, this person had wiped out five Spirit Severing Realm members from the Xuanyuan Family!

Damn it! Truly damn it!

"Wrong!" Xuanyuan Shuo suddenly shouted, his eyes flashing brilliantly, "Third said, at the time, there were two who broke into the Ancestral Land, and one even used the unique divine technique of our Xuanyuan Family—was it you?"

Zhou Qing shook his head: "That wasn’t me."

His tone was playful, "But that person... indeed also bears a grudge against you."

"Unfortunately, he’s not here." He chuckled softly, "But during the time I was absent, he must have also ’visited’ several of your other secret places, right?"

Xuanyuan Chong’s face abruptly changed.

Yes, after the Ancestral Land was invaded, over the years, several restricted areas had been infiltrated, clearly targeting Spirit Severing secret formulas.

Unfortunately, it seemed that person ultimately gained nothing and vanished without a trace.

"This person is very likely an Array Master or carries a set of array restrictions, be very careful!" Xuanyuan Chong warned in a low voice.

Xuanyuan Shuo nodded slightly, suppressing his anger and not acting rashly.

Zhou Qing saw this and sighed softly: "So cautious. Since the two of you don’t intend to make a move..."

He raised his hand to activate the teleportation restriction beside him, "Then I shall take my leave first."

Just when the spatial fluctuations began to distort, Zhou Qing suddenly stopped, as if remembering something important, he slightly turned his head.

Under the mask, a playful smile faintly appeared: "Oh, right! Xuanyuan Sha captured so many pregnant women to refine the [Seven Emotions Absolute Soul Grass], right?"

"It’s ranked forty-sixth in your secret formula, as is the forty-seventh [Myriad Soul Condensed Dew]..."

The next moment, he feigned vexation and patted his forehead: "Ah, I reversed the order. It should be Nine Nether Demon Lotus, Xuantian Green Vine, Heavenly Star Spiritual Dew, Nine Orifice Exquisite Ginseng..."

Each name Zhou Qing mentioned made Xuanyuan Chong’s pupils contract more.

On that face, usually devoid of expression for years, finally appeared clear emotional upheaval—a twisted expression mixed with shock, anger, and fear.