In his speech, Shangguan Jixiang conjured a cylindrical magical artifact, suspending it in mid-air. From the cylinder, countless needle-thin light beams shot out, in myriad colors, dense and innumerable, like a multicolored rain falling from the sky.
Mo Qi summoned the Qiankun Ring and lifted it into the air. The Qiankun Ring emitted a brilliant radiance, holding the multicolored threads aloft, preventing them from descending.
Mo Qi was about to continue channeling his spiritual energy. With a slight push, he could engulf the cylindrical light and further destroy the opponent's artifact.
However, at that moment, he suddenly felt a sharp pain throughout his body, as if thousands of fine needles were piercing him.
His body instinctively retreated!
Fortunately, his Golden Body protected him. Otherwise, that single strike would have been enough to claim his life on the spot.
"Hahaha..." Shangguan Jixiang roared with laughter. "Do you feel it? Don't rush, this is just the beginning. Once my Ten Thousand Poisons Needle Tube pierces your body, it will travel through your meridians, pierce your internal organs and every inch of your skin, and finally, your entire body will rot and you will die."
"Doesn't it feel great?"
Mo Qi formed a hand seal, holding steady the Qiankun Ring, and smiled without changing his expression. "It feels quite great." Da Feng Novel Network.
"I originally just wanted to teach you a lesson, but you are too malicious. You have successfully angered me. You are dead." A trace of ferocity flashed in Mo Qi's eyes. He suddenly pointed, and the Qiankun Ring let out a soft hum, emitting a halo of light.
Simultaneously, the light within the ring surged violently.
Amidst the blinding radiance, the Qiankun Ring surged forward.
The light emitted by the cylindrical artifact was instantly swallowed, followed by the artifact itself.
Shangguan Jixiang's face turned ashen. Seeing no escape, he frantically grabbed a few companions and pushed them forward, using them as shields against the roaring divine light.
At the same time, he himself lunged away, fleeing into the distance.
Unsurprisingly, the companions he dragged out to use as shields were instantly annihilated.
And Shangguan Jixiang, after fleeing a few yards, was still caught by the light and knocked to the ground.
With another hum, the Qiankun Ring was retrieved and placed into the storage bag.
The light in the air dissipated, the wind cleared, and the sky was bright, as if nothing had happened.
Only a person spitting blood and on the verge of death remained.
Ou Zhaolun and the other inner disciples were stunned, their legs trembling, their faces ashen. They watched Mo Qi nervously.
Mo Qi said coldly, "Scram. Don't let me see you again."
Those people scattered like startled birds.
Ping Wu and his companions looked at Mo Qi with gratitude.
Shangguan Jixiang, who had been lying on the ground, struggled to turn over. He chuckled, "I will die, and after I die, you won't live either. You will die with your intestines bursting and your stomach rotting."
Upon hearing this, Ping Wu looked at Mo Qi anxiously.
Mo Qi snorted, "What if I don't die?"
"Impossible, you will definitely die," Shangguan Jixiang stated firmly.
"Then I'll make you give up hope." Mo Qi leaned against a tree, sat down leisurely, and hummed a tune.
Shangguan Jixiang stared at him, growing weaker and weaker. Until his last breath, he did not see Mo Qi's intestines burst or his stomach rot, nor did he see him spit blood and die.
His final murmur was one of disbelief: "Impossible, impossible..."
Then, he died with his eyes wide open, unable to rest in peace!
He could have been saved, but he had abused his power, been too arrogant and overbearing. Most fatally, he had actually used his companions as shields, which had crossed Mo Qi's bottom line.
In the Sun Moon Sect, killing an inner disciple might carry a heavy penalty.
However, conversely, if such a person were not killed, the future troubles would be endless.
Ping Wu helped his companion walk towards Mo Qi, intending to thank him.
At this moment, figures appeared in the distance, and the sound of voices grew louder.
Mo Qi said to Ping Wu, "You two should leave quickly. They've brought more help."
Ping Wu and his companion were not unrighteous people, but they knew that being injured, they could not help much here and would only be a burden.
They said, "Take care," and helped each other walk away.
Mo Qi stood up and quietly waited for the approaching group.
Even from a distance, he could hear Ou Zhaolun's voice: "Hall Master Nan, it's him. He killed several of our fellow disciples."
Within a few breaths, the group arrived before Mo Qi and stopped.
Mo Qi saw that the person they called Hall Master Nan had several prominent scars crisscrossing his face.
Mo Qi looked closer and was surprised to find it was Nangong Yun.
His mind raced. How did Nangong Yun appear here, and why was he their Hall Master?
Had he defected to the Sun Moon Sect out of desperation, or was he here as a spy?
Regardless, he had to capture him first and get answers. He couldn't afford to mistakenly kill a spy!
Mo Qi was wearing a mask, so Nangong Yun naturally did not recognize him.
Nangong Yun glanced at Mo Qi, appearing somewhat surprised. "You killed Shangguan Jixiang?"
Mo Qi replied outwardly, "I did. So what?"
At the same time, he transmitted a message: "Nangong Yun, I know your background."
Nangong Yun was startled. Here, he went by Nan Yun. The only people who knew his real name were from the Southern Continent.
But who was this person? Friend or foe?
Nangong Yun's mind raced through various possibilities, his expression fluctuating.
To the surrounding people, it seemed as if Hall Master Nan had been momentarily intimidated by the opponent.
"Who exactly are you?" Nangong Yun also transmitted his question.
"If you want to know who I am, wait for me in this forest at midnight tonight," Mo Qi said.
With that, he used the Golden Light Shrinking Ground Technique and departed.
Everyone saw a flicker of light, and he vanished.
The crowd blinked. "Hall Master, he, he escaped?"
Nangong Yun sighed, "Yes, he escaped!"
As Mo Qi passed by the Pill Hall, he heard Manager Tong and Hall Master Zhao speaking at the entrance of the main hall.
Manager Tong asked, "Hall Master Zhao, did you really not remember that formula?"
"Why would I remember it? It's just a useless formula," Hall Master Zhao replied disdainfully.
"It's not useless, definitely not. The Thunderbolt Pills refined with that formula, those were truly incredible! I've never seen such terrifying Thunderbolt Pills in my life," Manager Tong said sincerely.
"Are you sick? If you're sick, you need medicine," Hall Master Zhao said mockingly. "Don't block my way, I'm going out on business."
"I'm really not lying to you," Manager Tong grew anxious and turned to call Wu Qigang and An Wen. "You two, tell him if what I'm saying is true, or if I'm exaggerating."
Wu Qigang and An Wen immediately chimed in, "Yes, he's not exaggerating at all. The Thunderbolt Pills refined with his formula are probably ten times, even a hundred times more powerful than ours."
Seeing their sudden change in attitude, Hall Master Zhao couldn't help but waver a little. But without personally witnessing the power of those Thunderbolt Pills, he would not be fully convinced.
"I didn't remember that formula. I didn't even look at it carefully," Hall Master Zhao said indifferently.
Then he walked out.
Manager Tong and the two elders sighed in unison.
Mo Qi then pretended to pass by the door casually...
Manager Tong spotted Mo Qi and was overjoyed. He immediately ran over, blocking Mo Qi's path. "Brother Mo, Brother Mo, please wait."
Mo Qi feigned surprise. "Manager Tong?"
Manager Tong smiled. "We were just looking for you. It's such a coincidence that you happened to pass by."
Mo Qi already knew what he wanted to say but still pretended to be surprised. "Looking for me? What for?"
"Of course, it's about your formula," Wu Qigang stepped forward, getting straight to the point.
Manager Tong almost fainted. You idiot, can't you be more subtle?
"Could you show us your formula for the Thunderbolt Pills?" An Wen also stepped forward, adding.
Alas, two idiots!
Manager Tong was lamenting his misfortune when Mo Qi said, "It's not impossible..."
There's a chance?
Manager Tong's eyes immediately lit up, and he quickly said, "Just name your conditions."
"It's very simple. I can enter and exit the Pill Hall freely, and I can use all the materials in the Pill Hall at will," Mo Qi said loudly.
Manager Tong's eyes widened. "Just that simple?"
Mo Qi's mouth twitched. "Simple? Am I being too generous to you?"
"No, no," Manager Tong shook his head. "You're already quite ruthless, but we can accept it, completely accept it."
Thus, Mo Qi gave the formula to Manager Tong, carefully tucking it into his embrace and covering it with his hand as if afraid it would fall out. Manager Tong received it as a treasure.
Then, Mo Qi went inside and refined a batch of Thunderbolt Pills. He also used the junk magical artifacts he had recently acquired to refine a large batch of Exploding Pills.
Through countless refinements of Exploding Pills recently, with continuous summarization, exploration, and improvement, the power of his Exploding Pills was now even greater than before.
As his cultivation continued to increase, he was also trying to inject his spiritual energy into the Exploding Pills. At the last moment, when affixing the restriction talisman, he sealed his own spiritual energy within.
This way, when the Exploding Pills detonated, their potential would be maximized.
Originally, Exploding Pills were a flawed creation, but he was venturing further and further down this path. He couldn't help but feel a pang of sorrow for his own intelligence and ingenuity: so lonely!
He suddenly felt that if, one day, after his death, his peerless talent and his unparalleled divine abilities were not passed down, and were instead buried in the dust of time, wouldn't that be too regrettable?
He recalled how Xie Yucai had wanted to become his disciple, and he had heartlessly refused him at the time.
Looking back now, he realized that Xie Yucai had been thinking of a way out for him!
Yes, next time he went back, he would take him as a disciple.
After refining the pills, it was basically late at night. Seeing that it was almost midnight, Mo Qi headed towards the forest.
At this moment, Nangong Yun was indeed waiting there, appearing somewhat nervous. He paced back and forth, constantly looking around, as if eager for Mo Qi to arrive sooner, yet also afraid of being seen by others.
Upon seeing Mo Qi, all his emotions surged forth, and he blurted out, "Who exactly are you?"
"Then you tell me first, in the Sun Moon Sect, are you with them in name but not in heart, or are you truly with them?" Mo Qi smiled.
"This..." Nangong Yun fell silent.
He didn't know the other party's stance, so how could he reveal his own position casually?
Mo Qi thought for a moment and decided not to reveal his true face. He then took out the Southern Heaven Token.