Although the Blood Lion Beast took Qin Lingyu as its master due to the seal contract, this cannot explain the reason for the Blood Lion Beasts mutation.

  "Could it be because of the blood I sucked?" Qin Lingyun couldnt help but suspect.

  However, this matter can only be verified by going outside. In the past three days, Qin Lingyun also remembered the situation of refining the elixir that day. The success of the Qi-Enhancing Pill may not have been just good luck, and its very likely that it was also related to her fresh blood.

  "What use will my fresh blood be?"

  If both effects are true, then Qin Lingyuns blood is undoubtedly extremely precious.

  Qin Lingyun thought of this, her heart mixed with some expectation and some anxiety. She was usually calm and cautious, but these two effects had not been verified, it was just a speculative matter. Originally, she wouldnt have acted impulsively on emotions, but since it was a major event, she couldnt help but pay attention to it.

  "Wait until I get out and then find an opportunity to verify it."

  There are degrees of urgency and importance in things, currently the most important thing is to leave the tomb of King Xiang, now there is nothing here that Qin Lingyun needs. Before the three corpses turned into zombies, some valuable gold, silver and jewels had already been looted by grave robbers. The three secret rooms all have stone chests inside, which naturally contain treasures.

  Even if there were gold and silver treasures, Qin Lingyun was no longer interested. Those worldly treasures couldnt buy the artifacts or elixirs of the Cultivation Realm, so whats the use of having them?

  Qin Lingyun now felt that she could command the Bloodthirsty Lion Beast, and with just a thought, it would understand her intentions without needing any further explanation.

  The Bloodthirsty Lion Beast was already a first-class superior spiritual beast. If it encountered a Refining Qi cultivator, Qin Lingyun wouldnt have to be too afraid unless there were some special means involved; at the very least, she had the ability to protect herself.

  However, one cannot overestimate this bloodthirsty lion beast. From what can be seen now, it has great strength and speed, and has restraint abilities against undead creatures like corpse ghosts. In other aspects, it doesnt seem to have anything special. Otherwise, Murong Henghai wouldnt have left it in the spirit beast pouch, not sending it out to face his enemies, who are all old monsters at the Dan stage. A single ordinary first-grade lower-class demon beast going out can do what?

  Thanks to this bloodthirsty lion beast storing his damaged physical body and wandering yuan Shen, Mu Rong Hen Hais yuan Shen was able to hibernate for so long without dissipating, until Qin Ling Yuns arrival.

  Qin Lingyuns spiritual consciousness was cast over, and the bloodthirsty lion beast immediately opened its big mouth to bite the stone door handle, then retreated two steps back, easily pulling the door open. Qin Lingyun did not immediately walk out, but stood at the entrance looking outward.

  The bloodthirsty lion-like creature understood Qin Lingyus meaning, and with a loud thud, it jumped out from the door and landed heavily on the ground, causing the entire tomb to shake violently. Its strange aura, which had been suppressed until now, was released without restraint, and the three zombies hiding in the corner were all paralyzed and unable to move.

  Qin Lingyun followed him out, and at a glance, he saw three standing zombies by the door. One of them was a green-haired zombie wearing tattered yellow robes, but its green hair was noticeably longer than the other two.

  "Its a good thing the Blood Lion Beast came out first and released its aura, making the green-haired zombies muscles go soft. If I had come out first, it would have been very dangerous." Qin Lingyun thought to herself, "These three zombies, one of them should be the former Emperor Xing Wang. Pitiful, a generation of emperors, now turned into zombies. The other two should be his two beloved concubines. A thousand years pass in an instant, and the beauty of their past faces is gone. They used to vie for favor, with countless loves and honors, but what can they do now?"

  Moved by Xing Wangs fate, a layer of fear surged up in Qin Lingyuns heart, this was the instinctive fear of living beings towards death.

  "Ive already set foot on the path of cultivation. As long as I keep going, my lifespan will naturally be extended. However, its ultimately very difficult to achieve immortality. Nevertheless, as long as theres a glimmer of hope, I wont give up."

  For cultivators, magical powers are very important, and the mind of Tao is equally important. Without a firm pursuit of the Great Way, it is easy to be disturbed by external demons, and even lose ones way and die, making everything empty and illusory like bubbles.

  Qin Lingyun learned from the "Xiū Zhēn Mì Lù" that cultivators who have reached the Refining Qi stage, due to the elimination of impurities in their bodies, are immune to diseases, their primordial spirit is stable, and their lifespan is naturally extended, living up to 150 years, even longer than the rare long-lived elders among ordinary people.

  If one advances from the Qi Refining stage to the Foundation Building stage, their lifespan will increase by about 300 years; if they then advance from the Foundation Building stage to the Core Formation stage, their lifespan will increase by another 200 years, allowing them to live for over 500 years. It is quite normal for those in the higher Nascent Soul stage to live for over a thousand years. As for transcending the Nascent Soul and achieving the Merging with Dao, one must condense their mental state, use their heart to transform into the Dao, and their lifespan will be at least twice that of the Nascent Soul stage or more.

  However, even in the realm of Immortal Ascension, one cannot achieve eternal life.

  The Great Way is three thousand miles long, with a thousand kinds of magical powers. Qin Lingyun only sought immortality, which was the thread of Dao heart that gradually sprouted in her mind, and also the most common Dao heart among cultivators.

  She let out a sigh, and Qin Lingyun ultimately did not allow the bloodthirsty lion to kill the three green-haired zombies. The principle she adhered to was that as long as they didnt provoke her, she wouldnt provoke them either. Since the green-haired zombies posed no threat to her, she would never return to the Xin Wang tomb again. After retrieving the Qing Ling sword, Qin Lingyun turned and left the Xin Wang tomb.

  As they left the tomb of King Xing, on the winding road that climbed up to the ground, Qin Lingyun put the blood-sucking lion beast back into her spirit beast bag, and slowly made her way up until she reached the top of the mountain where King Xings tomb was located. Outside, in the east, a thin line of white had appeared, and it was now early morning.

  Looking at the large stone monument beside her, breathing in the fresh air on the mountain top, Qin Lingyun felt carefree and relaxed for a moment, her mood detached from worries about life and death.

  Qin Lingyun used her slender fingers to brush away the green silk at her temples, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Im still so young, the road ahead is long, why get bogged down in the cycle of life and death like an old person?"

  She stepped lightly, her clothes fluttering like a floating cloud, and walked down the Xinfeng Mountain with ease, heading in the direction of the inner city of Lishui.

  The inner city of Linyang is bustling with prosperity, the wide roads on both sides are lined with shops and stalls, many people on the road are dressed in finery, with great fanfare, many horse-drawn carriages and sedan chairs pass by from time to time, but the speed of the horse-drawn carriages will not be too fast, lest they hit pedestrians.

  The streets of Linyangs inner city crisscrossed, and on one of them, large taverns and inns lined both sides. It was now morning, with many pedestrians on the street, making it one of the busiest times of the day.

  At this time, a large group of people turned from the street corner, and as far as the eye could see, there were sword-bearing guards leading the way in front, with maidservants and attendants piled up in the middle. Three young men rode high-headed horses surrounded by lower-ranking officials, walking along the street, while people on both sides dodged and dared not get close.

  Three riders rode side by side, with the one on the left being a girl wearing a fiery red dress, looking bright and radiant, but with her lips slightly curled up, speaking and laughing as she went. The one on the right was also a girl, wearing a light blue dress, with a face similar to that of the girl in the red dress by about six or seven tenths. The young man in the middle had a faint smile on his face, wearing a pure white long gown, with a jade belt around his waist, and his eyes shining brightly as he gazed around.

  A young man in a green shirt standing among the crowd couldnt help but utter a soft "hmm", her hands clasped in her sleeves, thinking: "That young man has a faint spiritual energy fluctuation on his body, but I dont know what kind of spiritual object he is wearing."

  Its rare to see a monks belongings among secular people, but Qin Lingyun suddenly saw them and was somewhat surprised. However, all of this had nothing to do with her, so she turned around and ignored it, walking towards the Lai Fu Inn behind her.

  After leaving Xinfeng Mausoleum, Qin Lingyun arrived at Neicheng and rented an upper house in Laifu Inn.

  Pushing open the door, walking into the guest room, Qin Lingyun sat cross-legged on the bed, flipping her palm over and taking out the Qingling Sword from the storage bag.

  Holding the hilt of the Qingling sword, a cool and refreshing feeling in his hand, the blade was like a clear water, shining like a mirror.

  "With the Qingling Sword in hand, I can finally experience the feeling of flying." Qin Lingyuns eyes sparkled with clarity, and her childhood dream of cultivating immortality was born from her desire to fly.

  Qin Lingyun spat out a small stream of spiritual energy, which transformed into a blue glow that enveloped the Qingling Sword. She then released her hand, and her slender fingers danced like a butterfly among flowers as she performed a series of intricate hand seals. A complex talisman drawn from the blue spiritual energy transformed into a bright light that drilled into the body of the Qingling Sword.

  Qin Lingyuns left hand stretched out, grasping the Qingling Sword floating in front of her body. A strand of her divine consciousness surged into the Qingling Sword, merging with the seal that had just been imprinted on it.

  Qin Lingyun let go once more, and she felt that her spiritual sense could manipulate the Qingling Sword like an invisible thread, chopping and slashing in mid-air with agile movements, striking out from different angles. This was the sword control technique of the low-level cultivators of the Lingmu Sects Furnace Refining Treasure.

  "When night falls, I go out to practice flying again."

  During the day, there are many people and prying eyes. Qin Lingyun did not want to expose her cultivator identity in the mortal world, so she could only practice at night.

  "No wonder the cultivators usually live in the mountains with dense spiritual energy, and their residences are all hidden. Those great sects and clans of cultivation will also set up arrays to separate themselves from the secular world. It seems that I should also leave the secular world and find a cave abode."

  Qin Lingyun had considered joining a sect, after all, having a sect was equivalent to having a backing, and cultivation also had more guarantees. However, she currently didnt have any connections to join one, so for now, she could only be a loose cultivator.

  Murong Hen Hai was just a loose cultivator. With his abilities, joining a sect wouldnt be difficult, but he was taciturn and disliked being constrained, so he wandered alone. However, after being pursued and killed later on, he regretted it. He thought that if he wasnt a lone wolf, but had a powerful sect backing him up instead, he wouldnt have ended up in such a miserable state.