Chapter 67: Professional Street Sweeping Team

  The first watch!

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  After a few casual conversations, Qin Tian became familiar with Lin Ye and the others. When he heard that they were disciples of Qianji Sect, his heart was shocked. He didn't expect to have contact with Qianji Sect so soon, which conflicted with his plan, and he was secretly changing his original plan.

  The sun sets in the west, the sky gradually darkens, and the monsters in the forest become restless, emitting bursts of heart-pounding roars. Before long, they will come out in groups to forage for food. Night is their domain.

  "Qin brother, we part ways here, the great kindness is etched in my heart." Lin Yan made a fist and said with a heroic tone, waving his hand to his companions, preparing to set off.

  Qin Tian originally wanted them to spend the night in their own dwelling, but seeing how anxious they were to leave, he didn't say anything. The nights of the Kunlun Mountains are extremely treacherous, and he knew this better than anyone else. Traveling at night would be fraught with danger.

  Of course, Lin Yan and his group were not rushing back to Qianji Sect.

  The mission to slay the thousand-year-old corpse king failed, and losing two Town Evil Talismans is already a huge loss. If I go back like this, it would truly be a bloody defeat with no gains.

  The Kunlun Mountains are a land of danger and treasure, hunting the Thousand Year Corpse King is a gamble, so hunting a fifth-tier demon beast is also a gamble, might as well make it a bet for life or death.

  From Lin Yan's eyes, several other companions had already sensed it, so when he waved his hand, they were already prepared.

  Qin Tian didn't know about their tacit understanding and thought they were in a hurry to return to Qianji Sect, so he didn't persuade them and bid farewell.

  As she was about to leave, Yi Qian gave Qin Tian a cold glance. Qin Tian suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, and the icy gaze seemed like the freezing sea of hell, empty and eerily cold. He immediately shifted his gaze away, not daring to look her straight in the eye.

  In his heart, he felt that taking advantage of someone's misfortune and being a rascal was really not right, but he didn't think he was wrong, and even had a bit of a clear conscience. He was a man, and occasionally still a man with a lecherous mind, fondling the high and plump breasts, the feeling was still quite good.

  Under the gaze of Yi Qianhan, Qin Tian also quickly walked towards the other side and disappeared into the forest...

  "Qian Han, he didn't just do anything to you, did he? Just look at his eyes, they're not even right."

  Chang Feng had always been meticulous in his thinking, but after waking up from his thousand-year slumber, his eyes were not right. When he saw Qin Tian, his expression changed again, and he guessed that something must have happened.

  Yi Qianhan didn't respond, she rarely spoke, Lin Yan gave orders and she executed them. In the team, her strength ranked second, with a cultivation level of Jiu Jie, only one step away from Lian Huan's boundary.

  Yi Qianhan is very beautiful, known as the "Iceberg Beauty" in the Thousand Machines Sect. However, her style of doing things is surprisingly ruthless, and anyone who dares to be slightly disrespectful to her will not be easily forgiven. For this reason, she also has the nickname "Spicy Hand Ice Fairy".

  For Qin Tian, she had a hidden intention to kill, but when Qin Tian defeated Yang Huan with one palm, her killing intent retreated and even felt a little joyful.

  Yang Huan, the person she dreams of killing.

  "Alright, let's stop talking about this and start assigning tasks..."

  Lin Yan saw Yi Qianhan didn't say anything, and naturally assumed that Qin Tian hadn't done anything to her. Then several people began to assign tasks.

  The fifth-grade demon beast is not everywhere.

  Lin Yan and several others wanted to hunt down a fifth-grade demon beast, obtain a crystal core, and this trip would not be in vain. The crystal core was very important for their current cultivation, so Lin Yan ventured again into the deeper parts of the Kunlun Mountains...

  Lin Yan, Fang Kui, and Yi Qianhan were in charge of slaying the demonic beasts, Chang Feng was responsible for collecting the demonic beasts' essence blood, skeleton, and skin, while Xue Dingshan specialized in gathering various spiritual herbs.

  The five people worked together seamlessly, their cooperation was tacit and efficient, like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves.

  Professional street sweeping team.

  Wherever they go, everything that can be sold or used is swept away, not even a single spiritual grass seedling is spared, it can be seen how hard their days are in the Thousand Machines Sect.

  Qianji Zong is still a giant in the Xiu Zhen world, and being qualified to be selected as an outer disciple is a supreme honor. However, no one has ever mixed it up like they have, relying on these low-level demon beasts to make a living.

  The two words "despondent" are insufficient to describe their downfall.

  But they had happy smiles on their faces, and having brothers by their side was more important than anything.

  Midnight, dark clouds gather.

  The sky is very gloomy and the atmosphere is quite oppressive, a violent storm will arrive before long.

  Qin Tian leaned against the rocky wall at the entrance of the cave, recalling Yang Huan's overbearing blow, his heart trembling slightly. The power made him feel a deep sense of fear from the bottom of his heart, making him deeply aware of the gap between the Gathering Spirit Realm and the Refining Soul Realm, like a huge chasm.

  Pressure, heavy pressure.

  Two years ago, Qin Xiangtian was just a Nine-Stage Spirit Gatherer. Will he break through in a few more years?

  Qin Zhan Tian this old fox will have what kind of reaction when the time comes? Will he stand on his own side?

  At first, Qin Tian didn't think about these things, only thinking that three years later he would kill them one by one. However, he overlooked their strength and when facing the Refining Void Boundary's power, his heart really had no confidence.

  Today I offended Yang Huan, in the future at Qianji Sect there will definitely be no good days to pass, wanting not to be bullied, wanting to return to Qin's family can kill two BOSS heads, there is only one way to go.

  Get stronger!

  Must break through the Refining Qi stage within half a year!

  In an instant, Qin Tian's eyes became firmer than ever, stood up and jumped down...

  Mao Mao sprang up from his sleep and quickly followed in pursuit.

  The night was oppressive and suffocating, but Qin Tian's heart was as clear as a mirror.

  Bones fell, and the demonic beasts continued to fall, experience points refreshed wildly. His body was surrounded by a bloody aura, his entire being covered in the fresh blood of the demonic beasts. Many of the fourth-tier demonic beasts nearby were trembling with fear, their legs shaking as they desperately fled...

  All the way to kill, Qin Tian didn't feel tired at all, but instead became more and more spirited. On the other side, Mao Mao seemed to be stimulated by today's battle form and was also frantically slaughtering. However, as soon as he pounced on it, he was slapped flying by a fourth-order demon beast. If his skin wasn't thick and fleshy, he would have been smashed into pulp.

  With a slap of the palm, Mao Mao bared his teeth and brandished his claws, exuding an aura of ferocity as he released several tiny wind blades. Then, in an instant, his entire body went limp and he lay there, looking like a dead dog.

  Gradually, the number of demonic beasts decreased, and the surroundings were filled with the corpses of demonic beasts, all of which had been dissected, their essence and bones completely extracted, even the spiritual grasses around them had been harvested.

  "Street Sweeper?"

  Isn't this too clean? Who is so short of money? How many people who can kill a fourth-order demon beast would care about the demon beast's essence, bones, or even the low-level spiritual herbs around it?

  It's really hard to understand, people who can enter the depths of the Kunlun Mountains are not ordinary, no one will care about these things, the scene in front of us is like a swarm of locusts passing by, sweeping everything clean.

  "Can't be that poor, can it?"

  At this moment, he didn't think much and followed along the corpse of the demon beast. He actually wanted to see who could be so poor...

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