Yuan Ying, Qin Sang felt a sense of unreality."I don't know which one is the real her."Qin Sang sighed inwardly.Do you still remember ChenyanQingjun fiddled with the flames and glanced at Qin Sang.Of...Yu Da Yue opened his mouth, as if he still wanted to persuade.

At that moment, a black vortex suddenly appeared on the stone tablet. Then, a figure walked out from it. This person had his hair tied up in a bun and was a middle-aged Taoist priest. His Taoist robe only had a few wrinkles, and his breath was slightly disheveled.

His expression was also very relaxed, and it seemed that the trials of leaving home had not caused him too much trouble.

Upon seeing two people standing before the stele, the middle-aged Daoist was taken aback. His eyes immediately sharpened with alertness, and his bearing changed. However, when he saw Qin Sang and Yu Da Yue's faces clearly, he relaxed and greeted them with a smile.

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“Turns out to be the two junior brothers from Shaohua Mountain. Wen, this way please.”

"Greetings, Wen Senior Brother!"

Qin Sang and Yu Da Yue returned the gift together. This person was a disciple of Shangyuan Qingshi Palace. Because of the good relationship between Shaohua Mountain and Shangyuan Qingshi Palace, they had interacted outside the Tianjing Secret Realm and were considered nodding acquaintances.

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This person is a cultivator at the late stage of Foundation Establishment, one of the strongest few who entered the ancestral mansion this time. No wonder they passed the trials so easily.

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The middle-aged Taoist priest exchanged a few pleasantries and then, without looking back, walked away in a certain direction.

He didn't go directly to the West, so it was obvious that everyone tacitly acknowledged that place as the territory of several cultivators at the Dan Formation stage.

Unperturbed by the middle-aged Taoist's interruption, and seeing Qin Sang's determination, Yu Daoyue didn't persuade him any further. He casually chose a direction and flew away.

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As Dai Yue's figure disappeared into the depths of the forest, Qin Sang took out the Jade Ruyi Talisman and frowned in thought.

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After arriving at the Tianjing Secret Realm, he was forced to use a talisman treasure once again during this period to escape a perilous situation. After using it again, the cracks on the talisman treasure deepened by several points.

When facing the trials, Qin Sang was surrounded by ghostly figures. Seeing Yu Da Yue remained motionless throughout, he could only resort to his Jade Ruyi Talisman. The power of the talisman needed no explanation. It transformed into thousands of jade ruyi shadows, instantly clearing a path through the ghostly figures ahead, creating a way out.

Qin Sang was certain that Dai Yue wouldn't have come empty-handed, but he kept his cards close to his chest.

However, Qin Sang also knew that Yu Da Yue was hiding his cards and might not have bad intentions.

It's only natural for Yu Daiyue to react this way when you consider the situation from his perspective.

After passing the second trial, Yu Da Yue was covered in wounds and looked miserable. He even had an arm severed to save his life. In contrast, Qin Sang was unscathed. The difference between them was clear as day.

Even if Qin Sang pulled out a self-destructing top-grade artifact as an excuse, it would be impossible to verify and hard for people to believe.

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In Dai Yue's view, Qin Sang's body was probably shrouded in a layer of mystery. His true strength was definitely not commensurate with his apparent cultivation level. Unless he forced out some of Qin Sang's trump cards, he wouldn't feel at ease.

In the Xianxia world, the foundation of cooperation has never been so-called brotherhood.

Therefore, Qin Sang guessed Yu Da Yue's thoughts and didn't dwell on it. He directly summoned the jade Ruyi talisman, anyway, his true trump card wasn't this talisman.

If we wait any longer, Yu Da Yue will probably be even more convinced that Qin Sang is harboring ill intentions. He might even choose to destroy everything rather than give Qin Sang a chance.

Nobody's a fool!

Qin Sang reached out and touched the cracks on Fu Bao, letting out a sigh. He put it away in his Qiankun pouch, found a place near the stone tablet, set up a barrier, and inhaled and exhaled spiritual energy.

In a short while, Qin Sang's strength fully recovered. He stood up and leaped to the canopy of a tree, gazing out at the surroundings.

Glancing in the direction where Yu Da Yue had disappeared, Qin Sang turned his gaze away. Yu Da Yue's true destination definitely wasn't there; using him as a scout was out of the question.

Those senior brothers with greater cultivation bases had entered the Ancient Cultivation Ruins much earlier than them. Qin Sang took a careful look around but didn't find any signs of a fight.

I wonder if ancient ruins deep in the mountains are as safe as they seem.

Having waited for a long time, he saw nothing remarkable. Qin Sang picked a random direction under his feet and, with a flick of his sword, flew northwards.

At first, he walked with his sword drawn, but when he reached the edge of the mountain range, he sheathed his spirit sword and moved forward silently.

On the mountain and at its foot, there was nothing but withered grass and trees, a desolate silence prevailed.

On the hillside stood an old, seven-story wooden building. It was dilapidated beyond repair, its exterior covered in withered vines. The doors and windows were gone, leaving behind gaping holes that the vines snaked into. Judging by their appearance, the inside must have been in utter disarray.

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Qin Sang's figure appeared in front of the wooden building. He knew deep down that there was probably nothing left inside, but it wouldn't hurt to take a look and feel it out.

A gust of cold wind howled towards the wooden building, carrying with it blades of ice that easily carved a path and severed all the vines outside the building, clearing away the clutter.

The wooden building was completely renovated.

Qin Sang climbed the steps, walking to the door of the wooden tower. He carefully examined it, inch by inch, and sure enough, he found several traces of residual formations, all broken by brute force.

"As I expected!"

Qin Sang seemed thoughtful. This wooden building had once been protected by an array, but it was definitely now looted bare by the Demon Sect.

Stepping into the first layer, there were countless withered vines and yellow leaves, with dust covering the ground. Underneath the wall opposite the entrance, there stood seven wooden stakes, surprisingly intact.

On one of the wooden posts, there was actually a circular light screen.

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Qin Sang was also a little surprised. He didn't expect that there would still be intact restrictions left. These seven wooden stakes should have originally been placed with treasures, but they had long been taken away by others, including within the light curtain, which was empty.

He stepped forward, sensing the intensity of the restriction. He discovered that to break this restriction, he would also need to expend a tremendous amount of mental effort.

From the first floor all the way to the seventh floor, the number of wooden stakes gradually decreased until only one remained on top. The treasure placed here must be very precious.

But without exception, they were all empty, with nothing left behind.

"What a bunch of bandits."

Qin Sang cursed under her breath, then jumped out of the window and ran straight north.

Along the way, he encountered structures similar to wooden houses but didn't stop. It was only on the seventh floor of a wooden house that he discovered a fresh footprint, indicating someone had already passed this way. He immediately rushed deep into the ancestral mansion at top speed, hoping to gain an advantage.

The ancestral home's space was larger than imagined. Qin Sang flew for a long time and still didn't see the boundary. He searched several ruins in succession, but found nothing. Finally, he found a site that seemed to be a medicine garden. The protective formation was almost intact, but it was already overgrown with weeds and the spiritual herbs had been plucked long ago.

Coming out of the medicine garden, Qin Sang shook his head and sighed as he walked. Finally, he stopped outside the medicine garden and let out a long sigh. He had given up all hope for this ancient cultivator's residence.

After a moment of contemplation, Qin Sang's palm brushed against his spirit beast pouch, and a fiery centipede appeared in his hand.

Switched from Qianyang quartz to Huo Yuan stone.

After being raised for over twenty years, the fire jade centipede remained unchanged, still the same size as it was two decades ago. Qin Sang had also failed to make the fire jade centipede recognize him as its master.

Releasing the spiritual energy from its body, the Fire Jade Centipede reached out left and right, seemingly finding nothing, and crawled aimlessly.

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