Feeling my physique strengthen, I was extremely excited.
Did my physique surpass Old Mo's?
Because Old Mo and I cultivated different techniques, our physiques had differences.
I mainly cultivated the Qian Kun Zhen Fa, which belonged to incantation arts.
My spiritual power and incantations were quite potent.
As for Old Mo, he primarily cultivated the Divine Summoning Technique, which was a burst-type physique-oriented Daoist art.
Therefore, Old Mo's physique was far more formidable than cultivators of the same level.
Even though my current realm was higher than Old Mo's, in terms of pure physique and strength, Old Mo was stronger than me.
However, now that I had consumed the Zhen Wu Pill, the situation was somewhat different.
I felt my physique and strength surge, and in terms of sheer physical might, I could already contend with Old Mo.
A small surprise bloomed in my heart.
When I returned to my dwelling, I still hadn't seen that brat Old Mo. I had no idea where he had gone gallivanting off to.
Coupled with consuming the Zhen Wu Pill, I felt no hunger.
So, I returned to my tent and continued to meditate, absorbing the medicinal power of the Zhen Wu Pill.
As the medicinal effects continued to be absorbed, I felt my own Dao foundation becoming increasingly stable.
Although I was still some distance from a breakthrough, my current cultivation speed was almost like cheating, like riding a rocket.
Heights that many strived for their entire lives without reaching,
I had achieved in just a few months.
By the time I finished cultivating, it was already afternoon.
Inside the tent with me were only Xiaomei, and a pile of leftover chicken feathers and bones.
It seemed Old Mo had returned in the interim and brought food for Xiaomei.
Seeing that I was cultivating, he didn't disturb me.
Now, feeling refreshed, I finally felt a slight pang of hunger.
So, I got up and left the tent.
Stepping outside, I found that the crowd on the back mountain had grown even larger.
It was at least more than double yesterday's numbers.
People from various sects were present, including Shaolin, Emei, Qingcheng Mountain, and others.
It looked like Xia Qiuxia and the others should have arrived by now.
At this moment, I finally picked up my phone and sent Old Mo a message.
Asking him where he was.
That kid responded quickly; he said he was with Xiaoyao at the foot of the mountain watching the waterfall and would come find me later.
I gave a self-deprecating wry smile.
That kid, once he had a girlfriend, he forgot his brothers.
It didn't matter. I would go to the Kumok Temple myself to find something to eat.
Along the way, disciples from various sects were present, both familiar and unfamiliar, all greeting me.
When I reached the self-service canteen,
I even overheard a few fellow rogue cultivators discussing.
"You all don't know what happened today; last night the Black Demon Cult attacked the mountain, the fighting was so fierce it was like day turned to dusk."
"That's right, that's right. We were at the foot of the mountain then. My friend Li and I slayed several ghost slaves and corpse monsters, the killing was so satisfying."
The other fellow cultivators, seeing this, widened their eyes and said with admiration:
"You two brothers are that capable?"
As a result, those two waved their hands:
"Ah! My actions are nothing compared to the true might of that fellow named Qin Ze."
"That's right, that's right. It's that Dao brother who was ranked first in the alliance. He single-handedly charged into the enemy ranks, killed that Black Demon Saint Son, and even brought back the ghost of the Black Demon Left Envoy, which drew out the Black Demon Cult Master. Truly impressive."
"Holy cow, too powerful. I really want to meet this Dao brother."
"..."
I was sitting not far away, my back to these fellow Daoists.
Hearing their discussion at this moment, I actually felt a trace of smugness.
The feeling of being admired was actually quite nice.
But only I knew how dangerous last night had been.
I had even sustained injuries. If not for the Zhen Wu Pill, I would still be recovering now!
After I ate, I planned to head back.
However, as soon as I stood up and reached the doorway,
I saw a group of female Daoists walking in my direction.
Five or six of them, all relatively tall, each wearing the Daoist robes of their respective sects.
And leading them was none other than my good friend Xia Qiuxia.
With her hair tied in a ponytail and dressed in a green Daoist robe, she gave off a striking impression.
Beside her was Zheng Yue, the senior disciple of the Emei sect, who had sparred with me and was also beautiful.
And her junior sister Song Yan.
On the other side were female disciples from Canglan Temple and a female disciple from Kongtong Sect.
Their faces were unfamiliar, and I didn't recognize them.
But I didn't pay much attention. Seeing Xia Qiuxia,
I smiled and waved:
"Qiuxia!"
My voice was quite loud.
Xia Qiuxia and the others were whispering.
Hearing my voice at this moment, they also looked over.
Seeing that it was me, Xia Qiuxia's expression also brightened:
"Qin Ze!"
Xia Qiuxia's voice was clear and crisp, and she quickened her pace with joy.
The result of her calling out was that it instantly drew the attention of everyone around.
It was almost dinnertime, and there were many people eating here.
Most of them were disciples from various sects, with a small number of renowned elders.
At this moment, they all turned their gazes towards me.
"Qin Ze?"
"Yes, it's him!"
"Last night it was him, incredibly fierce. He can wield the Three Swords, unleash sword qi, and simultaneously activate two Yin Yang Pearls."
"Holy cow, this kid doesn't look as handsome as me!"
"How did he cultivate? Isn't that Goddess Qiuxia? Don't tell me they're involved."
"..."
For a moment, the entire dining hall became restless.
Whether young or old, all eyes were fixed on our side.
Being stared at by so many eyes made me feel a bit uneasy.
Qiuxia approached in a few steps and said with a smile:
"Not bad! I just arrived and heard about your deeds. Killing the Black Demon Saint Son and bringing back the ghost of the Black Demon Left Envoy, you've stolen all the limelight."
After saying that, she covered her mouth and chuckled.
I waved my hand:
"It was just luck. When did you arrive? Yunxia Gu is also here, right?"
"We arrived at noon, but Old Mo said you were cultivating and didn't want to disturb you. My master is also here. This time, our Qingcheng Sect has dispatched eighty percent of our forces, all to fight against the Demonic Cult."
Qiuxia spoke earnestly.
Before I could respond, Zheng Yue, the senior disciple of the Emei sect, Song Yan, and the others came over.
They looked at us with strange expressions.
Song Yan even let out a strange "tsk tsk tsk" sound:
"Xia Qiuxia, you heartless girl, you abandoned us the moment you saw a handsome guy."
As soon as her words fell, the other female Daoists also giggled.
Zheng Yue even said:
"Junior sister, they are good friends..."
The words "good friends" were drawn out by Zheng Yue.
The female Daoists giggled again, staring at Xia Qiuxia.
Xia Qiuxia's face turned red upon hearing this.
Feeling a bit embarrassed myself, I said:
"Qiuxia, you guys go eat! There are still seats over there. I'll contact you later."
After saying that, I prepared to leave.
After all, with so many eyes watching, and her friends teasing, it was quite awkward.
Xia Qiuxia, her face also red, nodded "Mm" at me.
At the same time, I smiled at the other female Daoists:
"Fellow Daoists, I'll be leaving now. Please enjoy your meal!"
After saying that, I scurried away.
Even though I had witnessed scenes of life and death, I still felt a bit unaccustomed to this situation.
But after I left, I could still hear Zheng Yue and Song Yan teasing Xia Qiuxia from time to time:
"Qiuxia, confess yourself. Or should we interrogate you with force?"
"That's right, confess and be lenient, resist and be severe."
"Your face is all red. Have you two already gotten involved?"
"..."