.The elderly man scoffed, “Old Bull Nose, don't try to deceive me. This old man has researched the art of talismans specifically to deal with you people from Shangyuan Qingsheng Palace. Secret talism...What excited Qin Sang the most was fighting against human cultivators, allowing him to comprehend the killing talisman at a speed far surpassing that of before.

Especially participating in those battles with thousands of people, being in a terrifying battlefield, facing the carnage all around and the constant threat of death at any moment...

His combat experience, and understanding of the killing way, improved at an astonishing rate.

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This is also one of the reasons why Qin Sang spared no effort in cultivation. The killing talisman was no longer a shackle.

"I guess it's a blessing in disguise," Qin Sang said with self-deprecating humor.

In the cave, there was only a cushion. Qin Sang sat cross-legged on the cushion. After his breath had recovered, he opened his eyes and opened the pouch containing the and the puppet bag.

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Some spiritual materials, magic weapons, and other items flew out of the mustard seed bag.

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With the most artifacts, most are damaged, and very few are complete. The quality is still good.

Qin Sang took the stones out of the fire, picking those with easily repairable artifacts. He repaired them to perfection, otherwise, when he sold them, they would be heavily discounted by unscrupulous merchants.

For those that are severely damaged, it's better to just abandon them. Repairing them would take too much time.

After repairing the magic weapon, Qin Sang's gaze shifted to the three corpses on the ground.

He went out for a trip, naturally wouldn't just play that one game.

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This time, when sent out to patrol, Qin Sang experienced several skirmishes, but only killed three cultivators from the Heavenly Path Alliance, relying on the credit of the Ebony Sword.

In the beginning, both sides suffered heavy casualties, but as the cultivators on both sides went through countless battles, they are now very vigilant, experienced in combat, with strict battle formations, and it is becoming increasingly difficult to get a foothold.

It's even more impossible to capture him alive.

At first, Qin Sang often acted alone, but now she doesn't dare to.

Not everyone is as wealthy and generous as Qin Sang, with ample spirit stones. Many cultivators with limited strength suffer greatly, relying on meager spiritual energy to cultivate and living a precarious life day by day.

They have been enduring, hoping that one day the war will end.

Qin Sang's reliance was nothing more than the abundant accumulation of the previous two years.

A while back, he just got a chance to go back to his hometown for a visit. There was plenty of ominous earth energy in the Shaoyin Magnetic Bottle.

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Qin Sang refined all three corpses into sha corpses. He looked inward, checked his cultivation base, then rose to his feet, retrieved the spirit stones he had consumed, and walked out of the cave.

The rainstorm was torrential.

The icy wind pierced the bones.

The vision was dim, but one could see many streaks of light darting and crisscrossing through the air.

Qin Sang tightened the robes on his body, urging his spiritual power to protect himself, and then rode a beam of light into the sky, heading northeast.

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This time during his patrol, he came back early because of something he needed to take care of. The rest of the squad, led by Mu Yifeng, continued to complete the mission before returning.

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> Flew over more than a hundred islands continuously.

Qin Sang's face was always thoughtful, suddenly sensing something, she raised her head and looked forward.

Three streaks of light flew towards him.

The heavy rain obscured the vision, and Qin Sang couldn't use his spiritual sense to check the other person's identity. Even in the Zhen Shui Qian Huan Formation, even a ferocious demon wouldn't dare to act recklessly.

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Lights flashed and intercrossed, suddenly a surprised voice rang out.

Four streaks of light came to a simultaneous halt.

Qin Sang turned around and looked at the three people opposite him, two men and one woman.

Two men of similar age, dressed in similarly styled green robes, one with a scholarly appearance holding a folding fan, the other with a cold expression wearing a sword.

The woman was a middle-aged beauty in her forties. While she wasn't stunningly beautiful, she had a certain charm and elegance.

She was very close to the man with the sword, their relationship seemed intimate.

"Rour, do you know this fellow Taoist" The sword-wielding man saw the woman staring at Qin Sang with astonishment, and couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

The woman let out a soft 'hm', hesitated for a moment, and was just about to speak.

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Qin Sang heard the man with the sword call her name and took the initiative to ask, "Are you Le Rou"

This woman, it turns out, was Le Rou, the younger sister of the sisters who sold him the spring water of the spirit, from the Le family.

Looking back, it's been sixty or seventy years.

He helped the Yue family sisters break the seal of their cave, and after that, they never met again.

Back then, both the Le sisters were Qi Refining cultivators. Now, Le Rou has already reached the middle stage of Foundation Establishment.

Time's traces on Yue Rou's face were faint, Qin Sang felt a sense of familiarity at first glance, but couldn't be sure if it was her elder or younger sister.

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"Senior Qin, it's really you! I'm Le Rou!"

Le Rou not only had profound cultivation, but her temperament was also more composed than Qin Sang remembered. However, she still had the shadow of her past self, her face full of surprise and barely able to contain herself.

"Lady Le is already a cultivator at the mid-foundation stage, so we should address each other as fellow Daoists."

Qin Sang smiled and shook her head, "Back then I took your tree roots and promised to open up a cave dwelling for you, it's only right, no need to thank me. Who are these two fellow cultivators"

He is my husband, whose surname is Luo.

Lèróu pointed at the man with the sword, tilting her head and asking, "I often told you about Qin Xianbei, remember"

The man with the sword's cultivation was comparable to that of Le Rou, nodding repeatedly and bowing his thanks to Qin Sang.

"This is Du Dao You, a friend of my husband and me."

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After exchanging greetings, Qin Sang asked again, "Is your elder sister Le Xing also here"

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"Le Rou still called Qin Sang Senior, "Sister failed to break through the Foundation Establishment stage and has already started a family. I settled my sister's family on an island on the edge of Yun Cang Dazhi. My sister already has four generations living together, safe and prosperous... When Senior Qin helped our sisters open the cave dwelling, there was Le Rou today, always wanting to thank you. The senior disappeared without a trace, even Jing Grandmother couldn't find you..."

Qin Sang let out an 'oh', briefly recounting his experience going to the ancient battlefield of immortals, "Qin didn't expect that after decades away, when he returned to his cave dwelling, he saw a sound transmission talisman left by Elder Jing. When Qin went to apologize to Elder Jing, he found that she was no longer there."

Yue Rou nodded repeatedly, "Ever since that time we accepted Jing Po's invitation to do something for her, she told us she would be leaving temporarily. I didn't expect it to take this long. I was just summoned here and passing by Yue Fang market, so I went to see Jing Po's shop, but it was still closed. I don't know where Jing Po is..."

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Lè Ròu's face showed a worried expression, clearly she had a deep bond with Old Lady Jǐng.

Qin Sang inquired curiously, "Daoist Le was also invited by Grandma Jing I received the sound transmission after returning, unfortunately it was too late. I wonder what kind of help Grandma Jing needs, and if I can fulfill her wish"

"With apologies, senior. My disciple has made a vow to Granny Jing and cannot reveal even a sliver of information to outsiders," Le Rou said with regret.

Qin Sang expressed understanding, he wasn't that curious either, it was just a casual question.

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After some polite exchanges, Qin Sang told them the location of his cave abode and declined the invitation to a banquet from the Le Rou couple before flying off.

The cultivator surnamed Du kept watching Qin Sang's escaping light disappear from view, his expression rather peculiar.

Le Rou looked over in surprise, "Daoist Du, what are you looking at"

The cultivator surnamed Du awoke as if from a dream, his face filled with envy: "I never expected that you would know the renowned Invisibility Sword of Mount Shaohua! He is a formidable figure who single-handedly killed a fake Danjing master."

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