"Spiritual Venerable Realm!"
"Damn it, you foul-mouthed brat!"
"Senior, please forgive us. It is our men who are too many and have offended you. We beg for your understanding!"
"We are disciples of the Azure Flame Sect. Senior, please do not make an enemy of our sect on an impulse!"
The Spirit King realm cultivators who had the upper hand were extremely panicked.
The addition of a Spiritual Venerable realm martial artist would absolutely eliminate their advantage.
Even worse, they would be plunged into a desperate situation.
Boom!
Under Qin Hanchu's sword energy, the foul-mouthed martial artist was sent flying directly.
Pfft!
Not only was Qin Hanchu a whole major realm higher, but Qin Hanchu's strength also far surpassed that of ordinary Profound Venerable realm cultivators.
Under such a disparity, the foul-mouthed martial artist was no match for Qin Hanchu.
With just a casual burst of sword energy, he was made to cough up blood.
The group, which had initially held the advantage, immediately lost it due to Qin Hanchu's intervention.
The other group, on the other hand, rejoiced, having not expected their opponent to have such a foolish teammate.
Qin Hanchu was already leaving. A few careless words had drawn Qin Hanchu back.
Would a Spiritual Venerable permit a Spirit King realm cultivator to scorn him?
"Senior, I beg for your forgiveness! I know I was wrong!"
The foul-mouthed person shouted in terror.
He had not expected Qin Hanchu's strength to be so terrifying.
A casual sword strike had left him severely injured.
If Qin Hanchu were to deliver a killing blow, wouldn't he die here?
At this moment, he cared nothing for his pride and hastily begged for mercy.
"Die!" Qin Hanchu attacked again, an ice sword arriving in an instant.
The martial artist hurriedly countered, but his power was instantly shattered.
In the next moment, the foul-mouthed person met his end at Qin Hanchu's hands.
"Retreat!"
Seeing Qin Hanchu kill their companion, the others fled in haste.
If they were any slower, they feared they would die here.
Qin Hanchu would not allow them to leave. In moments, an area of tens of miles was covered by the Frost Mist.
Beneath the Frost Mist, they completely lost their way.
When the Frost Mist dissipated, all the disciples of the Azure Flame Sect had been killed.
And Qin Hanchu's figure had also disappeared.
"Too strong. This person's strength is far greater than that of an ordinary Spiritual Venerable realm cultivator."
"Fortunately, that fellow was foul-mouthed. Otherwise, we would be the ones dead today."
"Let's go. We must not let this matter spread. Otherwise, the Azure Flame Sect will not let us off."
A month later, Qin Hanchu entered a large city.
In the Profound Pill Pavilion within the city, Qin Hanchu saw many precious pills that aided in cultivation.
These pills were very rare in medium-sized worlds, but not particularly precious in great worlds.
Qin Hanchu had killed so many Profound King realm experts before, and he held their purple cards.
Purple cards were the circulating currency in most martial worlds.
Qin Hanchu believed that the purple card must be a product of the ruling world.
Only then could its influence spread throughout the martial world.
"Give me a hundred Sky Soul Pills."
Sky Soul Pills were elixirs that enhanced mental power, which were highly effective for Qin Hanchu at his current stage.
Qin Hanchu purchased so many not only for himself but also to give to Axiang, Qin Feng, Hu Qingshan, and others.
Hearing that Qin Hanchu wanted so many, the sales assistant at the Profound Pill Pavilion was overjoyed.
"Whose young master is this? Such a grand gesture."
"A hundred Sky Soul Pills, how many purple cards is that?"
"Rich young masters have it so much easier in their cultivation than us."
Qin Hanchu ignored their chatter. After completing the transaction, he immediately went to an inn in the city.
For the next period, Qin Hanchu stayed in the inn, absorbing the medicinal effects of the Sky Soul Pills to strengthen his mental power.
Any medicinal pill had a limit to its consumption.
As more was consumed, the effects would weaken.
Qin Hanchu only used fifty of the hundred Sky Soul Pills, and he would give the rest to Axiang later.
Leaving the inn, Qin Hanchu visited the Profound Pill Pavilion again.
Due to his previous grand gesture, he was directly invited into a VIP room.
Here, there was not only a dedicated sales assistant but also a woman playing the zither for Qin Hanchu.
This time, Qin Hanchu purchased a hundred Soul Tempering Pills and some medicinal herbs for healing.
After completing the transaction, he returned to the inn once more.
In the inn, Qin Hanchu activated the teleportation array to the ruins.
As soon as he entered the ruins, Axiang happily threw herself into Qin Hanchu's arms.
Qin Hanchu handed the Sky Soul Pills and some Soul Tempering Pills to Axiang, and then the two chatted for a long time.
That night, Qin Hanchu and Axiang spent the night together in the room within the ruins.
After waking up, they each returned to their respective worlds.
Next, Qin Hanchu began to temper the quality of his mental power with the help of the Soul Tempering Pills.
With the assistance of "financial power," Qin Hanchu's mental power reached the peak of the Spiritual Venerable realm.
At this level, one either broke through using rare spiritual medicine or accumulated a solid foundation, leading to a natural breakthrough.
Although Qin Hanchu possessed many purple cards, pills that aided in breaking through realms were very difficult to find.
Even the Myriad Realms Treasure Pavilion did not always have them in stock.
For such pills, even if they were in stock, they would be sold through auctions.
One day, Qin Hanchu was dining at a restaurant in the city.
Just then, a group of people walked in.
This group was none other than the Spirit King realm martial artists whom Qin Hanchu had casually rescued.
"Greetings, Senior."
Qin Hanchu saw them, and they also saw Qin Hanchu.
Although Qin Hanchu had intended to leave them to their fate before, these people did not dare to hold a grudge against him.
After all, it was Qin Hanchu's intervention that ultimately saved their lives.
"Mm."
"I do not wish for others to know about what happened before."
Upon hearing Qin Hanchu's words, the group quickly agreed.
"May I ask which sect or faction Senior belongs to?" the leading man asked with a smile.
"I have no sect."
Upon hearing this, the group was surprised. "I didn't expect Senior to be a lone cultivator without any sect or faction."
"Why don't you find a sect?"
Qin Hanchu had just arrived in this world, which was why he hadn't sought to join a sect.
This group was at the Spirit King realm; it wasn't as if they couldn't find a sect to take them in.
"Entering a sect requires completing resource missions. We lack that ability," the leader replied.
"Resource missions?" Qin Hanchu asked, puzzled.
"Senior does not know?"
"Almost all sects require their disciples to complete resource collection missions."
"If they fail to do so, they will be expelled from the sect."
Qin Hanchu did not expect the sects in this world to be so demanding.
This was essentially exploiting the sect disciples as labor.
"In that case, being without a sect isn't so bad," Qin Hanchu remarked.
"It is naturally good if one has strength, but our strength is still far too lacking, so survival is quite difficult."
Upon hearing this, Qin Hanchu merely nodded and said nothing more.
Seeing that Qin Hanchu was no longer responding, the leader spoke again. "Senior, if you are willing to take us in, we are willing to follow you as our leader."
Qin Hanchu was puzzled. "What do you mean? You want me to be your leader?"