The yin fire surged around the metal pseudo-god, and an evil aura spread throughout the valley like a tide.

However, when Qin An's words fell, the overwhelming evil aura was suddenly halted.

"What do you mean by that?" A trace of astonishment flashed across the face forged from the metal of the pseudo-god.

He doubted if he had heard it wrong.

Now that he had merged with the pseudo-god, with one foot into the Returning to Storage Realm.

All he needed was to consume the Yang Elixir hidden in the valley to truly ascend to Gui Cang and gain a great lifespan.

But this young man dared to speak to him in such a tone?

Qin An gently stroked the black knife with his slender fingers, its cracks vaguely visible under the moonlight.

"Where is the Yang Elixir?"

Upon hearing this, Huang Man was stunned, with eyes full of surprise and doubt.

At this moment, everyone was suppressed by the pseudo-god's pressure, as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

Yet Qin An, at this life-and-death juncture, inquired about the whereabouts of the Yang Elixir, what kind of move was this?

The metal pseudo-god reacted, erupting into a piercing laugh, the yin fire leaping violently: "A mere Jade Bone Realm Perfection, also dares to covet the Yang Elixir? Truly laughable beyond extreme!"

He finally understood the implication of Qin An's words.

This kid was actually after the Yang Elixir.

Qin An weighed the black knife, then sheathed it.

After all, it fought alongside him in the early days, but couldn't keep up with his growth.

But it's not a big problem.

Since there's a Yang Elixir, what's the point of wasting words?

The demon energy had already been consumed today, no harm in using a bit more.

A Yang Elixir could forge a supreme foundation.

Compared to it, the mere demon energy was like a firefly to the bright moon.

Seeing Qin An put away the black knife, Huang Man, knowing Qin An's thoughts, hurriedly spoke: "Be careful..."

But before she could finish, she saw Qin An already deploying the Shocking Dragon Wind and Cloud Step, turning into an afterimage, his figure charging toward the metal pseudo-god like a swimming dragon.

The metal pseudo-god, seeing this, shouted angrily: "Arrogant!"

The yin fire around him soared, and the temperature around dropped suddenly.

The three-zhang tall body swung a giant palm, enveloped in bone-chilling air, pressing down overhead.

At three zhang high, the palm could blot out the sky and sun, capable of easily crushing a Jade Bone Realm Perfection.

As soon as this move was displayed, the air itself froze along the path of the palm wind.

Qin An neither avoided nor dodged, raised his fists to the sky.

His inner energy and blood surged like a tide, all pouring into his fists.

"Boom!"

As fist and palm clashed, a deafening roar exploded.

Compared to the giant palm, Qin An was as insignificant as an ant.

But the speed of the descending giant palm suddenly stopped.

Huang Man looked closely and saw Qin An's hands already resisting the giant palm.

Looking at the connection between the giant palm and Qin An, cracks already appeared.

Qin An raised his eyes, cold light bursting from them: "Half-Step Gui Cang, I've killed before, nothing special."

The previous encounter, Mr. Lv, was a man with one foot into Gui Cang, relying on terrifying demon energy, and Qin An had chopped off his head.

The metal pseudo-god before him was on par with Mr. Lv.

Just a bit more consumption of demon energy, that's all.

Compared to the Yang Elixir, the consumption of demon energy is nothing.

The metal pseudo-god subconsciously raised his palm, looking at the cracks in his palm, eyes revealing a hint of perplexity: "I have already stepped into such a realm, also possessing pseudo-god's might, why is it like this?"

He couldn't figure it out.

Either he was too weak, or Qin An was too strong.

In the scene before him, he believed more in the latter.

Qin An absorbed the demon energy's blood essence, as it surged through his meridians, deploying the Blood-Burning Heaven-Cutting Hand once more.

The scorching palm wind, carrying the power of ice and fire, crashed into the metal pseudo-god's chest like Mount Tai collapsing.

As the wind swept through, the metal pseudo-god no longer stayed in a daze, a hint of madness flashed in his eyes.

"Since childhood, I've studied the skill of casting, ingenious in casting techniques."

"I am a genius, destined for prosperity."

"How can a hairless kid like you stop me!"

"This body can heal by itself, how can you afford to consume it?"

Amid his words, the wound on the palm of the metal pseudo-god quickly healed.

He was not a waste like Hongxuan.

Hongxuan could only rely on demon energy, once consumed clean, just an ordinary Jade Bone Realm Perfection.

He was a true Half-Step Gui Cang Realm, with casting might, could recast his body with yin fire, quickly healing injuries.

The yin fire was so vigorous, how could a mere demon energy compare?

All he needed was to exhaust this hairy kid's demon energy, and he would still be the victor.

Thinking of this, the metal pseudo-god raised his palm again, swinging it continuously.

The terrifying yin fire carried immense might, rising like snakes among the palm shadows.

But in the next moment, the metal pseudo-god felt a tremendous shock throughout his body.

Every punch Qin An landed on the palm caused a vibrating sensation to spread from the palm, gradually spreading throughout his body.

"Why is this...?"

The metal pseudo-god felt the metal within starting to gradually shatter, raising his head to meet Qin An's calm eyes.

Qin An absorbed the demon energy's blood essence again, the demon energy had already dimmed a lot.

Upon hearing a sound, Qin An raised his eyes.

"Imperfect product."

"Yin without Yang, Yang overcomes Yin."

With just two short sentences, the metal pseudo-god felt like he was struck by lightning.

He suddenly remembered something.

"You understand the skill of casting, no way!"

"Not only do you understand the skill of casting, but you are also extremely proficient!"

Qin An deployed the Shocking Dragon Wind and Cloud Step, stepping on the metal pseudo-god's body, borrowing force to reach the chest position, pressing his right palm on it.

"I know a little."

In front of him, smoke appeared, coiling like snakes into words.

[Blacksmith lv.5 (0/800): The quality of items you cast is improved]

He already had the profession of a blacksmith, facing the metal pseudo-god created by blacksmithing, he naturally could see through its weaknesses.

It only needed Yang energy to attack the gaps between the yin fire and the pseudo-god, and it would crumble apart.

There were two difficulties in it.

The first is requiring extreme proficiency in blacksmithing.

The second is needing enough Yang energy.

Qin An had both.

The power of blood-burning was inherently most yang and most vigorous, coupled with the Two Principles Bodhi Heart's inherent fire attribute, making the Yang energy terrifying like the blazing sun.

The demon energy was being consumed, transforming into surging blood essence, flooding into the metal pseudo-god with Qin An's Blood-Burning Heaven-Cutting Hand.

Metal pseudo-god initially wanted to struggle, but at the next moment, when a gap appeared between parts of the yin fire and his body, he lost some control.

More and more Yang energy poured in.

Until the demon energy in Qin An's hand shattered, the metal pseudo-god no longer moved.

The yin fire had long vanished, starting from the head, the metal pseudo-god's body fractured like a weathered stone statue for thousands of years.

Finally collapsed to the ground, turning into a pile of scrap iron.

Qin An landed steadily, dusting off the corner of his clothes: "Better than that Fire Crow Race, but still limited."

On the ground, a Pseudo-God was shimmering with light.

Qin An picked up the Pseudo-God, raised his eyebrows and said: "Just waiting for the Yang Elixir, hesitating to enter the Returning to Storage Realm, this Pseudo-God is cheap for me."

The metal Pseudo-God did not absorb the Pseudo-God, just waiting to enter Gui Cang with a stronger posture.

Unfortunately, it has now become a wedding gown for Qin An.

Huang Man dragged her weary body closer: "Is it over?"

Qin An's gaze cast towards the depths of the Casting Valley: "Not yet."

Huang Man froze slightly, then said with a complicated expression: "Such a large Casting Valley, looking for a Yang Elixir is extremely difficult."

She understood Qin An's intention, but the Casting Valley was too large, making the search for Yang Elixir extremely challenging.

Qin An lightly stroked the scabbard: "Not difficult."

Huang Man frowned slightly.

Qin An's gaze fell between the mountain paths.

Huang Man immediately realized: "You mean that hut?"

Then, Huang Man seemed to have been awakened, revealing a look of realization.

"The lunatic wouldn't trust anyone, the Yang Elixir is so precious, it must be placed within sight."

"If he killed us, the easiest place to take during the retreat would be Liu Er's hut."

"The most dangerous place is the safest place, having just killed Liu Er, one would never think the Yang Elixir is hidden there."

She understood, and Qin An's figure was already gone.

...

Inside the hut.

Dozens of patrolling copper guards looked on enviously, but none spoke.

Qin An transferred True Qi to the Yang Elixir, watched as the Yang Elixir turned into mist and merged into his body, feeling the internal changes.

When the Yang Elixir absorbed into the body, the spleen felt like basking under the scorching sun.

The purity of True Qi suddenly increased, contrasted starkly with the previous state.

"The Yang Elixir truly has endless wonders."

"Now only the lungs and kidneys remain for me to step into the perfect Returning to Storage Realm."

Qin An focused slightly, then glanced around: "Completed."

This moment finally marked true completion.

Only the finishing touches remained now.

To finish, naturally search the entire Casting Valley.

Since it's a sect, there must be Cultivation Techniques present.

Anything acquired from the patrolling guards' missions does not need to be handed over.

This is what's different between patrolling guards and state guards.

Though they might not meet a good end, they could obtain more benefits.

Risk coexists with reward.

Many patrolling copper guards showed a hint of excitement in their eyes.

Though lacking a Yang Elixir, there would still be significant rewards.

Yet none made any moves, awaiting Qin An's orders.

Implicitly, they already had a notion of Qin An as the leader.

Qin An said slowly: "Resources depend on skill, Cultivation Techniques can be shared."

In the valley, resources depended on how much one could find; as for Cultivation Techniques, they could be shared.

After all, once viewed, all Cultivation Techniques would be replicated for the Evil Extermination Bureau.

Subsequently, everyone stopped wasting time and began searching around the Casting Valley.

About an hour later, everyone was satisfied.

Qin An also gained quite a lot.

Aside from silver coins, he also obtained a piece of metal.

Qin An toyed with the metal in hand, the corners of his mouth slightly lifted.

This item, known as Mystic Heart Iron, when added during weapon forging, could enhance the quality of weapons, considered the best material in Casting Valley.

Two Cultivation Techniques lay on the ground.

One was the Jade Bone Realm Heart Method of the Casting Valley, named Forging Heart Scripture, focusing on the method of body forging with Qi.

The other was a forging method, named Fire-Rib Hammer, which could forge weapons and be used as a Hammer Skill.

Cultivation Techniques were already rare; to have such techniques in Casting Valley was considered good.

As for the array used by the previous lunatic, there was no clue, presumably not recorded.

Hongxuan and the corpses of numerous disciples were searched, yielding no benefits.

Seeing this, Qin An memorized the Forging Heart Scripture and Fire-Rib Hammer, then ignored them.

The Heart Method would only be used once he collected the final two Yang Elixirs, and as for the Hammer Skill, he was unsure if it could trigger the Blacksmith talent.

Now was not the time for cultivation.

With the task completed, the patrolling copper guards naturally didn't linger.

Before leaving, they waved goodbye to Qin An.

Today's battle refreshed their worldview and made them aware of the newcomer Qin An.

After returning, they'd surely boast to familiar patrolling guards.

Huang Man gathered her found resources, then asked: "Where are you heading?"

Qin An pondered momentarily, then said: "Back to the Evil Extermination Bureau for a while."

Now, his achievements were recorded on the copper badge, and Qin An planned to return and attempt some exchanges.

His voice spoke of a demon's origin, plus the recently acquired Pseudo-God.

Upon return, Qin An planned to use all achievements to exchange for this item.

If he could refine the Yang Elixir early, he could step into the Returning to Storage Realm sooner.

Huang Man nodded slightly: "Then I'll leave first."

As patrolling guards, they naturally had no pretenses.

To live longer and stand farther, one must take more missions.

Qin An responded: "Take care."

Huang Man smiled faintly: "It's rare to hear the words 'take care' from you."

As she spoke, she walked towards the darkness.

Suddenly, Huang Man looked back.

"Am I really small?"

Qin An swept his gaze over Huang Man's slender figure: "Quite large."

Huang Man giggled and used a Body Technique to disappear.

The night wind blew, bringing a touch of chill.

After some contemplation, Qin An chose another route to descend the mountain.

The descent proceeded smoothly.

Until reaching the mountain's foot of the Casting Valley, Qin An discerned the road to the Evil Extermination Bureau and prepared to leave.

But at that moment, a cold wind came.

Qin An narrowed his eyes, then placed his hand on the black knife at his waist.

The mountain road was as dark as ink, at the end of his vision, came the cry of a wild bull.

An old man dressed in cloth sat backward on the wild bull, holding a wine jug with his right hand, pouring wine into his mouth.

The old man was languidly drunken, but the bull seemed to know the way, heading straight toward Qin An.

Qin An squinted, his fingers tightening on the knife handle.

——Gui Cang Realm.

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