Chapter Eighteen: A Desperate and Perilous Fight

  Bai Qi looked at Zhen Zhen with a hint of arrogance and nodded slightly. What Zhen Zhen said was probably not true.

  The lifespan of a Qi Refiner is much longer than that of an ordinary person. Even someone like Bai Qi, who was only in the initial stages of refining his essence and energy, could live for over three hundred years. By the later stages, their lifespan would definitely exceed eight hundred years.

  For a cultivator, such a long lifespan, tens of years, is not enough to cultivate any emotions. What sect was the Xuan Yin Sect? Bai Qi had no idea, he only knew that the Xuan Yin Sect was absolutely not a famous sect, and for such a sect, the Qin Emperor's Copper Man was fatal to them.

  Zhen Zhen saw the young noble's arrogant attitude and sneered in her heart. Ordinary people are just so ignorant. The Great Jin Dynasty is about to collapse, yet these nobles still cling to their status, with an air of superiority, if it weren't for leaving you useful, a flying symbol would have killed all of you.

  Bamboo curtains hung down inside the window, isolating the outside stage. In this elegant room, no more sounds could be heard from outside.

  On the table, tea, water, dim sum and dried fruit were placed in individual ceramic dishes, with many styles, just a little was put on each one. Bai Qi sat down by the side of the bed, poured himself some tea, and didn't say a word.

  Wang Fang had no choice but to speak up: "Xiao Bai, actually this time out, I wanted to discuss with you whether it's possible to introduce the Xuan Yin Sect to the Duke."

  "What's in it for me?"

  Bai Qi's words were harsh, and Wang Fang was taken aback. He immediately said: "The Xuan Yin Sect has 300 Qi-refining warriors. Your Majesty must have the Duke of Guo handle the matter of Qin Wangling. Ordinary troops can't deal with that thing."

  Bai burst out laughing and said: "If there isn't a huge benefit, who would be willing to go deal with those zombies, right?"

  Bai Qi looked at Zhen Zhen at this time, Zhen Zhen barely suppressed her anger and said in a low voice: "Not bad."

  "What's wrong with me getting some benefits?" Bai Qi retorted.

  Zhen smiled, brushed her sleeve, turned her head sideways and ignored Bai. This kind of pampered son didn't know life or death.

  Wang Fang knew that Bai Qi was absolutely not a useless person. When he fainted at the Qin King's Mausoleum, he didn't know what happened afterwards. He only knew that it must have been Bai Qi who saved everyone.

  Now Baizhi has a strange attitude, Wang Fang is thinking about how to persuade him without affecting his plan. The two people didn't communicate beforehand, but Wang Fang can tell right from wrong. If he treated the Qi refining masters as trusted followers, then he would be the one with a problem.

  Su Mu spoke up: "Xiao Bai, have you heard that His Majesty is going to rebuild the Feathered Forest Army?"

  Bai Qi shook his head. The capital has six armies, and the number of Imperial Guards is about 80,000, which is the elite of the Great Jin Dynasty. The 80,000-strong Imperial Guard is different from the other five armies, purely funded by the imperial family. If it expands again, it will be a bit difficult to support.

  "The expansion of the Feathered Forest is to deal with those monsters outside the city." Su Mu's expression was unusually troubled, he was from the Feathered Forest and probably had many family members who would go out to exterminate the monsters, the casualties would be enormous. If they could add Qi-refining masters to the new army of the Feathered Forest, things would be much better.

  "This matter, my father has his own plans. By the way, when I came out today, there were already Qi-refining masters coming to our door. Zhenzhen, have you heard of Honglian Temple?" Baiqi still had an arrogant attitude, which made Zhenzhen's breath not smooth. But when Baiqi mentioned Honglian Temple, Zhenzhen couldn't keep silent anymore.

  "It is known that the Red Lotus Pure Land Sect ranks second among the six major Buddhist sects."

  "You don't think that monk went to find my father to beg for alms, do you?"

  "Hmph, what benefits are you after?" Zhenzhen's anger flared up, it had been a long time since she got this agitated after entering the Innate stage.

  "Of course it's a weapon."

  Zhen heard Bai Qi's words and was about to mock him, but then she heard Bai Qi say: "I've heard that the equipment of a Refiner is divided into four levels: Xian Dao Fa Bao. The Xuanyin Sect is just a small sect, I only need 10,000 precious arrows of the Bao Bing level and a long sword of the Fa Bing level."

  "It's impossible!" Zhenzhen flatly refused. Not to mention that the law enforcement is hard to find, even the treasure sword is not something that everyone in the Xuan Yin Sect has. The most difficult thing for a cultivator to refine is their weapon, and Bai Qi's opening offer of 10,000 feather arrows was simply ignorant of refining equipment.

  A single treasured arrow of the Precious Weapon grade can be reused nearly ten thousand times before it's damaged. No sect would refine so many at once, nor do they have that ability. Moreover, ordinary soldiers, even if equipped with a Qi Refiner's equipment, can't bring out one-thousandth of its wonders, purely a waste.

  "Then go to the Imperial Palace and find my father yourself." Bai Qi pushed away the tea cup in front of him, stood up, and was about to leave.

  Wang Fang hastily grabbed Bai Qi's sleeve and said, "Xiao Bai, everything can be negotiated."

  "There's no room for discussion!" Zhenzhen's anger also erupted at this time, saying: "What is he as a Qi Refiner, if not..."

  Bai Qi suddenly turned his head and stared at Zhen Zhen: "If I wasn't still of use to you, you would have beheaded me already, wouldn't you?"

  Zhen was furious, she was sent by her master to make friends with Bai Qi, but didn't know why the two of them ended up at odds. The effort she usually put into controlling her temper had no effect in front of Bai Qi, and his casual words could easily provoke her into a rage.

  Zhen Jing's eyes narrowed as she coldly said: "That's right, you're nothing but trash in my eyes, no better than a worthless chicken or dog."

  She also came to her senses, if Bai Qi was such a waste, he couldn't even communicate properly, and there was no need for her to try to win him over. Moreover, who knows how many more years the Great Jin Dynasty can last? Sacrificing herself for someone like that, what's the point of cultivating immortality and seeking eternal life?

  Bai nodded, looking at Zhen's chest and jokingly said: "It's not bad that it's grown up, but unfortunately it's a waste, no wonder the Great Jin Dynasty suppressed the refining masters for thousands of years, it turns out they were all of your kind."

  Wang Fang said in a low voice, "This is not good. Although the cultivator showed respect to himself, he was also clear that it was the arrogance of the cultivator, unwilling to lose his usual courtesy. Even if it were his own father, he would not say such harsh words to the cultivator."

  "Very well, Bai Qi, I'll endure the punishment of my sect, today I will also take your life!" Zhen Zhen said as a pale yellow paper talisman flew out from her sleeve. The talisman had nine symbols drawn on it with bright red cinnabar, and as soon as it flew out of Zhen Zhen's sleeve, it emitted hundreds of strong lights.

  Bai Qi closed his eyes, drew his sword and with one stroke cut down the curved scimitar that was slashing towards him.

  The Great Bright Seal burst forth, and Wang Fang's eyes were instantly unable to see. Bai Qi was prepared early on, under the operation of his innate yuan qi, his closed eyes could no longer be harmed. He threw away the damaged long sword in his hand and pounced forward. At Zhen Zhen's location, the female cultivator held a curse in her hands, controlling the curved knife that flew dancing in mid-air.

  She and Bai Qi were at the same level, both having just entered the Refining stage of Qi Condensation, only that she had a few more combat techniques than Bai Qi.

  Bai Qi, although he cultivated the Qing Lei True Solution, did not have any attacking methods of a cultivator, but instead used his family's Broken Army Whirlwind. The innate whirlwind is difficult to cultivate and cannot compare to the innate yuan qi, it just has a sharpness in attack that is not weaker than the innate yuan qi of a cultivator.

  So Bai Qi struck out with one sword and sent Zhen's curved blade flying. Zhen, her vital energy in turmoil, lost control of the curved blade, and she swallowed a mouthful of blood by force, but saw that Bai Qi was already right in front of her.

  Bai Qi couldn't use the two weapons in his body, but he still had his fists and feet. His movements were swift as he jumped over the table, kicking directly at Zhen Zhen's chest with one foot while airborne. Zhen Zhen's blood could no longer be swallowed, spewing upwards from her mouth.

  "Seal!" Zhenzhen shouted, her finger lightly tapping, and Baiqi felt his body being bound in mid-air, unable to kick again.

  Zhen's mouth curled up in a cold smile. No matter how strong the warrior was, he couldn't defeat magic. If she hadn't been affected by the Nine Tripods, how could she have been injured by Bai Qi? Thinking of this, she became even more furious, and a strand of white light shot out from her mouth, heading straight for Bai Qi's neck.

  Xuanyin Sect is not good at refining weapons, but this Gengxin Golden Sword was cultivated in the lungs and has a short duration of combat, but its sharpness is beyond that of ordinary weapons.

  Today I must kill this guy, then persuade the sect master, attack and kill the Duke of Wei's mansion, leaving no chicken or dog alive.

  Pfft...

  A dull sound of a weapon entering flesh rang out, Zhenzhen was shocked to see that her chest had an extra sword tip. It was Wang Fang who stabbed her from behind with one sword. The restraint on Baitian suddenly disappeared, he had already pulled out his waistband and fiercely whipped the white light.

  At the moment of death, Zhenzhen saw that Bai Qi's waistband had drawn out his own Gengxin sword energy, and suddenly felt a sense of despair. This waistband of Bai Qi was at least a Daoist artifact, otherwise his own Gengxin sword energy would have definitely cut it open and taken Bai Qi's life.

  Behind Bai Qi's back, there is a powerful Lianqi master, isn't he going to die in vain?

  Bai Qi was also extremely tense at this moment, the white light that he had just sent flying out twisted in mid-air and then shot back towards his own head like lightning. Bai Qi countered with a reverse swing of his waistband, deflecting the white light once again.

  If Bai Qi had the combat skills of a Refiner, he could have directly dispersed the white light. However, he started too late and didn't even learn any basic techniques. The Primordial Seal's energy couldn't be infused into this strange belt at all.

  Wang Fang drew out his long sword, letting Zhen Zhen's body fall to the ground. He wanted to go up and help, but he couldn't get a hand in edgewise. Bai Qi's waist belt flew about, repeatedly blocking the attacks of Geng Xin's sword energy. Fortunately, Zhen Zhen was dead; otherwise, even with his exquisite technique, he wouldn't have been able to withstand the varied attacks of the cultivator.

  Kuo Ai and the others also retreated in a tense manner, watching as Bai Qi frantically parried the white light's attacks on the table, afraid that if they moved forward, they would instead hinder Bai Qi's movements.

  Bai Qi is Bai Jian's only son. If he dies, no one here will survive. Who is Bai Jian? For twenty years, he has been a fierce general in the northwest, killing tens of thousands of Hu barbarians, and is the strongest man in the Great Jin Dynasty.

  It felt like several days had passed, time was infinitely prolonged, and it persisted for about a minute before the white light dissipated in mid-air.

  The moment the white light dissipated, Bai Qi knew he had managed to survive. His legs went weak and he knelt on the desktop. He propped himself up with his hands, panting heavily, forcibly suppressing the fear in his heart.

  This was the second time Bai Qi encountered an assassin's attack. The first time, it was a monk's attack that was blocked by his wet nurse. This time, however, he experienced it firsthand. The icy sword intent made the back of his neck feel cold. The feeling of possibly having one's head chopped off at any moment was not comfortable for anyone.

  "Xiao Bai..." Wang Fang called out, afraid that Bai Qi was still in the midst of battle and couldn't shake off his emotions, and if he approached at this time, Bai Qi might subconsciously attack.