At this moment, both sides were engaged in a fierce battle, too occupied to notice Qin An's situation.

Only Wu Chenfeng and Zhao Wuhuan took in everything with a discerning eye.

When Qin An uttered the words "need to be full", the chilling intent pierced like ice, making Wu Chenfeng shiver.

It was understandable to slay two Outer Elixir Realm fox demons with two strikes, but for Hu Yu, at the pinnacle of the External Elixir Realm, to be killed with one blade and one punch from Qin An was truly shocking.

Though Hu Yu was not in the Supreme True Elixir Realm, External Elixir Realm Perfection was by no means ordinary.

Even if Wu Chenfeng were to take action himself, it would still require some effort.

Yet Qin An did it effortlessly.

At this moment, Wu Chenfeng finally understood the deeper meaning behind Zhao Wuhuan's previous words.

"With multiple cultivation techniques and the Supreme True Elixir, this person will inevitably rise in Xunyang Prefecture in the future!" Wu Chenfeng thought to himself, adding another sentence in his mind: "Of course, that is, if he does not fall before then."

While pondering, more than ten demonic creatures attacked again.

Wu Chenfeng and Zhao Wuhuan no longer moved closer to Qin An, instead turning to confront the demon horde.

In their eyes, Qin An's position seemed much safer than theirs.

As Zhao Wuhuan fought the demons, he glanced at Qin An from the corner of his eye, filled with various emotions.

Back in Lingzhou, Qin An was merely a Pulse Condensation Realm cultivator, easily suppressed.

Now he had surpassed him, both in strength and status, making Zhao Wuhuan realize he could never catch up.

"The teacher's decision back then might have been wrong," Zhao Wuhuan thought as he pierced a demon's chest with his sword.

He occasionally corresponded with Zhou Yuanfeng, knowing that Qin An was approaching Jin Fengyu, leading him to question the teacher's decision.

This was the first time he ever doubted his teacher.

Qin An was unaware of Zhao Wuhuan and Wu Chenfeng's thoughts.

He had only one thought now: to kill the demons as quickly as possible, collecting more demon pills to lay the foundation for his subsequent cultivation technique.

Even to build up the base for the Blood Burning Eight Forged Sealing Demon Hand.

Qin An moved swiftly, employing the Dragon Roar Shadow Step, turning into streaks of shadows, pouncing on another demon.

With Qin An joining the fray, the previously deadlocked situation immediately tilted.

Opponents who were equally matched began to topple under Qin An's effortless strikes.

Many pseudo-god demons also noticed Qin An's might, avoiding him en masse.

But how could Qin An let them escape?

On the battlefield, both human cultivators and the Evil Extermination Bureau looked at Qin An with awe.

A cultivator at the Outer Elixir Realm Initial could contend with External Elixir Realm Perfection, truly astonishing.

A breeze swept through, unknown which demon first fled, causing the battlefield to crumble.

These demons and pseudo-gods, though greedy for opportunity, did not want to die in vain.

Now, with no one able to counter Qin An, who would dare challenge him?

Qin An stood with his blade but did not pursue.

The battle was about to end, and he had already collected twenty demon pills in his arms, storing ten within, totaling thirty.

As for the remaining demons and pseudo-gods, the human cultivators and members of the Evil Extermination Bureau took them down.

Qin An indeed considered pursuing, but upon reflection, knowing these demons had scattered, pursuing them would yield only a few more demon pills.

What Qin An wanted more now was the treasure atop the mountain.

Zhao Wuhuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and, with Wu Chenfeng assisting him, walked up to Qin An, solemnly clasping his fists: "Mr. Qin, words cannot express my gratitude! Hereafter, await your command, even unto death!"

At this moment, he had changed his address for Qin An, acknowledging his strength and status.

Qin An nodded slightly: "Mr. Zhao, there's no need for this, back in Lingzhou, I owed you kindness, this is just repaying the favor."

Zhao Wuhuan smiled bitterly: "Never expected Mr. Qin would make such progress, afraid he might soon step into the Inner God Realm."

Qin An shook his head: "Still a long way to go."

He was currently just at Outer Elixir Realm Initial, and his five-element Divine Sense had only collected three, no need to rush.

While they conversed, others looked at Qin An with a trace of fear in their eyes.

None had ever seen this Mountain Patrol Copper General before, but today Qin An's blade and fist had opened their eyes.

Qin An did not speak, casting his gaze towards the peak, his eyes flickered slightly.

At the mountain's edge, the five-colored treasure light grew brighter, on the verge of eruption.

"Let's go up and see."

Without wasting words, Qin An started walking towards the mountain top.

The others exchanged glances, following behind Qin An, not daring to overtake him, silently ascending the mountain.

...

At the mountain top, the treasure light was like jade, colorful and resplendent.

On the platform at the peak, a huge jade stone stood in the center.

Sealed within the jade were various treasures.

Pills, weapons, cultivation techniques, a dazzling array of choices.

The so-called eruption of the ancient battlefield relics had its own set of rules.

This was why everyone was willing to come.

The rule was that at the time of eruption, each person could only hold one treasure in hand, anyone attempting to claim more would face resistance, possibly disappearing without a trace.

Moreover, these treasures had a three-day protection period, if taken by someone within these three days, the treasure would vanish immediately.

Thus ordinary cultivators, upon obtaining a treasure, would immediately seek a hiding place during these three days.

Otherwise, after three days, they might face the threat of death.

Selection of the treasure depended on the sequence, and that sequence was based on strength.

Everyone's gaze was fixed on Qin An, no one dared to step beyond the line.

Just now, Qin An had moved through the demons and pseudo-gods like entering an uninhabited land, invincible, earning everyone's sincere submission.

If anyone still failed to see and tried to choose first, none could withstand Qin An's straight blade.

"Mr. Qin, please!" Zhao Wuhuan touched the scar on his arm, signaling for Qin An to go first.

Qin An nodded slightly, stepping forward, squinting at the dazzling, jade-like tall jade stone in front of him.

The treasures inside were so abundant that even Qin An was tempted.

To obtain such a treasure, one only needed to reach inside the jade stone and learn of the various types of treasures, selecting one to their benefit.

Qin An did not hesitate, raising his hand to place it on the jade stone.

The surface of the jade rippled like water.

Soon after, Qin An's hand pierced into it, and a torrent of information surged into his mind like a tidal wave.

Though complicated like a field of growing chaff, it was so clear that Qin An could understand the purpose of each treasure.

Qin An hesitated slightly, his gaze lingering on a certain artifact, and thought to himself, "A Substitute Needle, now this is something useful."

Within the jade, a silver needle was suspended.

The silver needle shimmered with a dark light, appearing extremely mystical.

The effects of this silver needle emerged before him.

The so-called Substitute Needle uses the needle to perform the art of substitution.

What is the art of substitution?

It is used when Qin An faces an unbeatable enemy, allowing him to use the silver needle to leave behind a body identical to his own to confuse the enemy.

Meanwhile, he can utilize the treasure to instantly escape hundreds of miles away.

This treasure is not a one-time use and can be used once a month, making it an excellent escape tool.

"This is good, this is it." Qin An made his choice.

Although the other items were not bad either, from cultivation techniques, pills, and weapons, they were all available.

But for Qin An, they didn't compare to the directness of the Substitute Needle.

In terms of weapons, the Cold Star was enough for him, and being a blacksmith, he could forge as many as he desired.

As for pills, Qin An's Pill Master profession was not to be underestimated.

Regarding cultivation techniques, for now, Qin An's achievements were sufficient to exchange for one.

Furthermore, he needed to practice his professional mastery to deduce further, so it was not what Qin An needed.

Thinking of this, Qin An chose the Substitute Needle.

The jade trembled, and the Substitute Needle suddenly vanished, lying quietly in Qin An's palm.

After taking it out, Qin An used True Essence to activate the cold aura within the Substitute Needle, mastering it immediately.

Without further thought, he tucked the Substitute Needle into his bosom and stepped back.

At this moment, cultivators began to gradually make their way to the jade's location.

Upon obtaining the treasures, everyone's reactions were glaringly different.

The Mountain Patrol Copper General of the Evil Extermination Bureau took his prize and stood still, not worrying at all.

The Jianghu folk, upon getting their treasures, immediately bolted as if unwilling to linger a moment.

The treasures' protection lasted only three days. After that, it's anyone's guess who would end up with them.

This place was exceedingly dangerous, with the greatest threat being those around you. Those nearby could very well become your grim reaper.

No one would gamble with their lives.

After about an incense stick's time passed, only the Mountain Patrol Copper General from the Evil Extermination Bureau remained on the mountain top.

Qin An contemplated for a moment and cupped his hands, saying: "Mr. Zhao, Mr. Wu, I have matters to attend to and will take my leave first."

The surrounding Mountain Patrol Copper Generals all looked at Qin An curiously.

Some wanted to approach but seeing Qin An's aloof expression and considering the different circumstances, shelved the idea for now.

Zhao Wuhuan nodded and said, "Be careful in everything."

Wu Chenfeng cupped his hands with emotion: "When we first met, my eyes were deceived, not recognizing the true visage of Mr. Qin. Today, I realize there exists such a prodigious talent. If fate allows, we must share drinks in joy someday!"

Both understood well that with Qin An's potential, he was clearly destined for greater things beyond this pond.

Naturally, they couldn't restrain what Qin An wanted to do now.

They only offered a few words of caution for safety.

Qin An nodded in acknowledgment, wasting no more words, and used the Dragon Roar Shadow Step to vanish on the spot.

The afterimage quickly disappeared.

Wu Chenfeng turned to Zhao Wuhuan, cupped his hands again, and said: "Mr. Zhao, I should go too. Today, meeting Mr. Qin, I realize there's always someone better. In the future, I must cultivate diligently and ceaselessly."

Zhao Wuhuan smiled wryly: "Mr. Wu, once you diligently cultivate, you will find that some people are beyond the reach of effort, and sometimes... effort is just empty talk."

"No." Wu Chenfeng shook his head and said, "Cultivation is defying destiny. While Mr. Qin is shocking, he won't make me despondent; he'll only be my motivation. Farewell then."

Zhao Wuhuan watched Wu Chenfeng leave, recalling the scene of Qin An's grand display of power, and sighed desolately.

Heifeng asked, "My lord, why the sigh? In this world, comparing ourselves to others only leads to frustration; it's not necessary."

"It's not about comparison." Zhao Wuhuan's eyes bore a hint of bewilderment: "I'm merely lamenting that perhaps the teacher made a wrong decision."

Heifeng heard the word "teacher," and quickly closed his mouth, not daring to speak another word.

The matters of the Mountain Patrol Golden General were not something a small personal retinue could discuss.

Seeing Heifeng's silent demeanor, Zhao Wuhuan felt somewhat dull, shook his head, and headed down the mountain.

Soon, the Mountain Patrol Copper Generals departed in succession, leaving the tall mountain peak shrouded in silence.

...

Within the ancient battlefield ruins, the fierce slaughter continued unceasingly.

Some returned with a full load while others met their demise, becoming mere garments for others.

At the moment, before a vigorously flowing large river, Qin An, with the Cold Star hanging at his waist, approached the riverbank step by step.

The river roared turbulently, its waters rushing quickly. A moist river breeze blew across, causing Qin An to frown directly.

"This is the place that pseudo-god mentioned, but how am I supposed to enter?" Qin An wondered to himself.

Even the pseudo-god didn't know how to get in.

Thus, for Qin An, finding the true dragon's body within this vast river seemed anything but easy.

"Forget it, I'll find it as I go."

Qin An thought for a moment and decided to try entering the water first.

Although he didn't possess a cultivation technique allowing ease in water, with his formidable foundation and numerous secret techniques, he wouldn't lose much combat power underwater.

With this thought, Qin An gazed at the unceasing river, channeling his Five-Colored True Essence in preparation to enter.

But just as he was about to enter the water, an unexpected change occurred!

A cloudless, sunny day suddenly turned shadowy.

Soon, layers of mist rose from the once-clear river surface.

This flowing river suddenly became a lot calmer.

Qin An drew the Cold Star with a reverse grip, the tip pointing to the ground, his gaze as sharp as an electric beam fixed on the river's center.

At the river's end, a hazy figure slowly began to appear.

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