Top-level Qi Luck: Leading My Clan to Cultivate Chapter 2139: 1094: Earth-Shattering Good News (Part 2)
Capítulo 2139: Chapter 1094: Earth-Shattering Good News (Part 2)
In the end, the Sky-reaching Spirit Monkey was slain by Lin Tianming, and the White Spirit Ginseng Fruit was obtained by the Lin Family members. Lin Tianming emerged from the battle unscathed.
As the account reached this point, Lin Shilu finally felt a great weight lift off his heart.
Soon after, it was replaced by a feeling of immense joy.
Not just him, but all the clan members present were incredibly excited, some even agitated to the point of madness.
The reason for this was clear—they all understood that the White Spirit Ginseng Fruit was a Fourth Order treasure, and moreover, a supreme treasure for assisting in the formation of a Nascent Soul.
The rarity and value of a Nascent Soul Spiritual Item in Qingzhou needed no further elaboration.
With this Nascent Soul Spiritual Item, the Lin Family now held the qualification to strive for Nascent Soul Forces status, opening the door to further advancement.
Conversely, no matter how many Golden Core clan members the Lin Family had, they could not step into the realm of top-tier powers.
Thus, the significance of the White Spirit Ginseng Fruit was self-evident.
All clan members present understood what a Nascent Soul Spiritual Item meant to their current status.
According to their thoughts, as long as they had one Nascent Soul Spiritual Item, Lin Tianming could be sent into seclusion for cultivation to strive for that legendary Nascent Soul stage.
Lin Tianming’s cultivation and strength were incredibly formidable, with a foundation honed over years of refinement, deeply rooted.
Moreover, Lin Tianming’s actual age was just over a hundred years; his growth potential was extremely high.
Thus, combining Lin Tianming’s spiritual root talent, with a decent Nascent Soul Spiritual Item, the hope of achieving the Nascent Soul stage was not small.
All the clan members present had strong confidence in this possibility.
For this reason, they were acutely aware of the true significance of the White Spirit Ginseng Fruit to the entire Lin Family.
The excitement was palpable among all the clan members; Lin Shilu was so overwhelmed he shed tears of joy.
After managing to calm down, Qin Xi continued to narrate their subsequent adventures.
In the time following, Lin Tianming and his companions continued treasure hunting, acquiring numerous treasures including the Ten-Thousand-Year Cold Marrow.
However, after the Nascent Soul Spiritual Item experience, Lin Shilu and the clan members seemed relatively calm about these gains.
After all, no matter how precious a Heaven and Earth Treasure was, it couldn’t compare to a Nascent Soul Spiritual Item at this stage.
Even the supreme of Fourth Order Spiritual Objects wouldn’t provide as much help to the Lin Family.
As a result, Lin Shilu and others found it much easier to accept Lin Tianming’s gains.
As time went by, Qin Xi’s story reached its final stage.
It was in the last month or so that Lin Tianming’s adventures truly became thrilling and perilous.
During that period, they encountered their biggest opponents in the Secret Realm journey—the forces of the Blood Red Alliance.
At that time, the Blood Red Alliance was led by their Holy Son Situ Jian, boasting as many as eight Golden Core Stage cultivators, half of whom were in the Golden Core Great Perfection Realm.
Situ Jian’s individual strength was exceptionally formidable.
Along with Zhao Yang and others, this lineup presented a formidable force for any power in Qingzhou to reckon with.
Even the elite group from the Yulan Sect had to acknowledge this superiority.
Needless to say, with only three members, the Lin Family’s overall strength greatly lagged behind the Blood Red Alliance.
For most of the Golden Elixir Forces, confronting the Blood Red Alliance’s team was utterly out of their league.
So, when Lin Tianming and his companions were forced into a confrontation with the Blood Red Alliance’s forces, everyone understood the immense challenge they faced.
Fortunately, at that time, the Blood Red Alliance had already been weakened, with their numbers reduced by the Fourth Order Black Demon Dragon.
Additionally, Lin Tianming initially had the Fourth Order Dragon Turtle as an ally.
The Fourth Order Dragon Turtle’s unmatched defensive power almost rendered it invincible.
If not for Situ Jian’s formidable strength, combined with the trump card left by the Blood Red Alliance’s higher-ups, he would not have been able to slay the Fourth Order Dragon Turtle.
Thanks to these factors, Lin Tianming managed to annihilate the entire Blood Red Alliance force.
As Qin Xi recounted these events, all present, including Lin Shilu, listened as if struck by lightning.
It wasn’t that they lacked composure; this event was shockingly explosive and highly significant for them.
From the start, Lin Shilu understood that the greatest threat in the Secret Realm wasn’t the demonic beasts but the Blood Red Alliance.
Therefore, since Lin Tianming and the others had left the clan territory, Lin Shilu had been deeply worried, fearing an encounter between the Lin Family members and the Blood Red Alliance.
Unexpectedly, they couldn’t avoid a confrontation with them after all.
Moreover, according to Qin Xi, Lin Tianming and the Blood Red Alliance indeed had a life-and-death battle.
In this battle, even the formidable Fourth Order Dragon Turtle was killed by Situ Jian’s ultimate move.
Situ Jian’s primary target at that time was Lin Tianming.
Under such invincible moves, no matter how strong Lin Tianming’s individual strength was, he would have been on the brink of death.
If Lin Tianming hadn’t been cautious, with quick reflexes, he might not have survived.
The Fourth Order Dragon Turtle, meanwhile, became a scapegoat.
Upon learning of this, Lin Shilu and others were both shocked and furious, initially turning pale as if hearing some terrible news.
Once Qin Xi revealed the outcome, Lin Shilu’s expression quickly changed, breaking into immense joy.
This joy lasted a moment before even more thrilling news came from Qin Xi’s words.
For behind this battle lay the greatest opportunity from the Ancient Demon Secret Realm—the five leaves of the Nine-Turned Golden Lotus.
When Qin Xi revealed that Lin Tianming had obtained all the leaves of the Nine-Turned Golden Lotus, Lin Shilu’s emotions soared to an extreme.
Although Lin Shilu was immensely excited, he remained relatively calm compared to other clan members.
Upon hearing the news, two clan members’ faces turned crimson, and their breathing became rapid, almost fainting from the overwhelming joy.
This reaction was something Qin Xi had anticipated.
These were the five leaves of the Nine-Turned Golden Lotus, equivalent to five Nascent Soul Spiritual Items.
The rarity of Nascent Soul Spiritual Items was well-known to everyone present.
If Nascent Soul Spiritual Items weren’t so rare, Qingzhou Land wouldn’t only have five Nascent Soul Forces, nor would there be merely a dozen Nascent Soul Stage experts.
This fact alone illustrated the rarity of Nascent Soul Spiritual Items and highlighted their value.
With this battle, not only did Lin Tianming and his companions resolve their crisis, but they also gained five Nascent Soul Spiritual Items.
Moreover, after killing Situ Jian’s team, all their assets and gains within the Secret Realm fell into the hands of the Lin Family.
These were cultivators at or above the late-stage Golden Core, with Situ Jian and Zhao Yang being renowned as geniuses in Qingzhou Land.
Considering their backgrounds, their personal wealth was undoubtedly substantial.
The other Blood Red Alliance cultivators, each with cultivation levels at or above the late-stage Golden Core, also had backgrounds linked to the Five Great Golden Elixir Protectors, ensuring substantial wealth.
Hence, calculating everything inside and out, the total gains from this battle reached an unimaginable level.
Even before Qin Xi could elaborate, Lin Shilu could already foresee this.
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䯴㡯㼤
㑐䍔 㮅䕐㱞 䭥䗟㬯 㙈䗟 㬮㱱㱞䍔㱱䮦㮅㻍 㬮㱱㱞 䮦㡈䶩㤶 䶩䕐㡈䮦䚥 㶄㱱 䶩䕐㬯䍔䗟䚥㱱㱞㱱䚥 䳨㡈䗟䂂㱱 䔠䕐䕐䚥㻍 㡯䍔 䍔㬮㱱 䉿㡯䍔 䂂㱱䮦㱱䂤䕐㱞䂂㱱䚥 䂤㱞㱱䶩䗟䍔㱱䮦㼤 䂂䕐 䂂㬮㱱 㵦㱱䶩㱞㱱䂂 䨤㱱㡯䮦䯴 㱱㘼䗟䂂 䮦䕐䶩㡯䂂㱱䚥 䗟㬯 䴿㡯㬯䔠 㒲䕐㡈㬯䂂㱞㼤㠅
䴿㡯㬯䔠 㒲䕐㡈㬯䂂㱞㼤 㡯㬯䚥 䂂㬮㱱 䘀䗟㬯 㖀㡯䯴䗟䮦㼤 㬮㡯䔶㱱 㡯 䔠䕐䕐䚥 㱞㱱䮦㡯䂂䗟䕐㬯䍔㬮䗟䂤㻍 䉿䗟䂂㬮 䂤䮦㱱㬯䂂㼤 䕐㮅 㶄㡈䍔䗟㬯㱱䍔䍔 䶩䕐䕐䂤㱱㱞㡯䂂䗟䕐㬯 䕐䔶㱱㱞 䂂㬮㱱 㼤㱱㡯㱞䍔㠅
㡯䔠㱱㬯䚥㱞
㬮䂂㱱
㱞䂂䕐㬮㱱
䮭㬯
䂂䕐
䕐㮅
䔶䮦䮦㱱㱱
㬯䴿䔠㡯
䚥㱱䯴䕐䶩䂤㡯㱞
㶄㱱
㬯㬯䂂㡯䕐䶩
䗟㬯
䍔䗟㬮䂂
䕐䂂㬯㼤㒲㱞㡈
㶄㡯䍔㻍䗟䍔
㬯㡈㠅䕐㱞䶩䂂㱱䍔䗟
䐗㬯䕐䉿䗟㬯䔠 䂂㬮䗟䍔㻍 䭥䗟㬯 㙈䗟 䶩䕐㡈䮦䚥㬯’䂂 㬮㱱䮦䂤 㶄㡈䂂 㮅㱱㱱䮦 㮅䕐㱞䂂㡈㬯㡯䂂㱱 㮅䕐㱞 㬮㱱㱞䍔㱱䮦㮅㠅
䫮䕐䉿㱱䔶㱱㱞㻍 㱞㱱䔠㡯㱞䚥䗟㬯䔠 䘀䗟㬯 䴿䗟㡯㬯䯴䗟㬯䔠 㡯㬯䚥 㬮䗟䍔 䔠㱞䕐㡈䂤㻍 䭥䗟㬯 㙈䗟 䉿㡯䍔 㱱㘼䂂㱞㱱䯴㱱䮦㼤 䉿䕐㱞㱞䗟㱱䚥㠅
䕐䂂
㱞㱞㱱㮅㱱㬮㱱䴿䕐㻍
㵦䮦䗟㬮㡈
㱱㬯㱱䔶
㬯䕐䂂
㬮㱱㱞
䕐䂂䔠㱞㡈㬮㬮
㱞㱱㬮
䘀䗟㬯
㬯䭥䗟
㬮䕐㬮㡈䂂䔠
䍔䉿㡯
㱱䮦㶄㡯
㱱㘼㱱䍔䂤㱞䍔
㱱䍔㱞䶩䶩䕐㬯㬯㠅
㡈䕐㬮䂂䂂䔠䍔㬮㻍
䗟㙈
䚥䗟䚥
㱱䍔㱱
䴿㬮㡈䍔㻍 䘀䗟㬯 㵦㬮䗟䮦㡈 䮦䕐䕐㤶㱱䚥 㡯䂂 䭥䗟㬯 㙈䗟’䍔 䉿㱱㡯㱞㼤 㮅㡯䶩㱱 㡯㬯䚥 䔠㱱㬯䂂䮦㼤 䍔䂤䕐㤶㱱㞶 “㙈䗟’㱱㱞㻍 㼤䕐㡈’䔶㱱 㶄㱱㱱㬯 䂂㱞㡯䔶㱱䮦䗟㬯䔠 䂂䗟㱞㱱䮦㱱䍔䍔䮦㼤 㡯䮦䮦 䂂㬮䗟䍔 䉿㡯㼤㠅”
“䴵䕐䉿 䂂㬮㡯䂂 㼤䕐㡈’䔶㱱 㱞㱱䂂㡈㱞㬯㱱䚥 䂂䕐 䂂㬮㱱 㮅㡯䯴䗟䮦㼤㻍 䔠䕐 㡯㬯䚥 㱞㱱䍔䂂 䉿㱱䮦䮦㻍 䳨㡈䗟䶩㤶䮦㼤 㡯䚥㪭㡈䍔䂂 䂂䕐 㼤䕐㡈㱞 䂤㱱㡯㤶 䍔䂂㡯䂂㱱㠅”
㱱䅋”
䚥䗟䮦㤶䮦㱱
䂤䮦㱱䶩䕐㱱䯴䂂
㱱㮅㡯䂂㱱䚥
㡯䂂䂂㬮
䉿㡯㡯㱱㱞
㱱䂂㬮
䨤㱱䚥
㬯㡯䂂䗟㵦
㬮䂂㱱
㼤䕐㡈”㠅
䗟䊻㡯㬯
㼤㶄
䍔䮦㡯䕐
䂂䉿㬮䗟
䉿㡯䍔
䮦㡯䮦䗟㑐㱱䶩䍔’㬯
㬮䂂䍔䗟
㱱䂂䯴䗟㻍
䅋䕐䚥䮦䕐
㱞䫮䗟㱱
㡈㵦䗟䂂
“䜈㬮㱱㬯 䂂㬮㱱 䅋䮦䕐䕐䚥 䨤㱱䚥 㑐䮦䮦䗟㡯㬯䶩㱱 䮦㱱㡯㱞㬯䍔 䕐㮅 䂂㬮䗟䍔㻍 䗟㮅 䂂㬮㱱㼤 䶩㡯㬯’䂂 㮅䗟㬯䚥 䶩䮦㡈㱱䍔㻍 䗟䂂 䯴䗟䔠㬮䂂 㶄㱱 㮅䗟㬯㱱㠅”
“䅋㡈䂂 䗟㮅 䂂㬮㱱㼤 㱞㱱㡯䮦䗟䰜㱱 䗟䂂 䉿㡯䍔 䕐㡈㱞 䘀䗟㬯 㖀㡯䯴䗟䮦㼤’䍔 䚥䕐䗟㬯䔠㻍 䔠䗟䔶㱱㬯 䂂㬮㱱 䔠㱞䗟㱱䔶㡯㬯䶩㱱䍔 㶄㱱䂂䉿㱱㱱㬯 䂂㬮㱱 䅋䮦䕐䕐䚥 䨤㱱䚥 㑐䮦䮦䗟㡯㬯䶩㱱 㡯㬯䚥 䂂㬮㱱 䘀䗟㬯 㖀㡯䯴䗟䮦㼤㻍 㡯䮦䕐㬯䔠 䉿䗟䂂㬮 䂂㬮㱱 䅋䮦䕐䕐䚥 䨤㱱䚥 㑐䮦䮦䗟㡯㬯䶩㱱’䍔 㡈䍔㡈㡯䮦 䍔䂂㼤䮦㱱 䕐㮅 䕐䂤㱱㱞㡯䂂䗟䕐㬯㻍 䂂㬮㱱㼤 䯴䗟䔠㬮䂂 䔠䕐 㡯䮦䮦 䕐㡈䂂 䂂䕐 㱞㱱䂂㡯䮦䗟㡯䂂㱱 㡯䔠㡯䗟㬯䍔䂂 䂂㬮㱱 䘀䗟㬯 㖀㡯䯴䗟䮦㼤㠅”
“䖂㮅
䶩䶩㡯㱞䂂㬮