Martial Master

Later, Qin Chen was astonished and couldn't help but chuckle, for it was only then that he noticed the pile of true stones that had originally surrounded him had been completely exhausted...

Thinking of this, Qin Chen sighed inwardly. He had thought that plundering so many true stones from others would be enough for him to breakthrough, but he did not expect the consumption to be so terrifying.

Fortunately, he still possessed the rare spiritual herb, the Black Olive Root, which meant that his breakthrough wouldn't be constrained. Otherwise, if the absorbed true Qi of heaven and earth was insufficient, causing his cultivation to stagnate, that would truly be frustrating.

However, Qin Chen was also shocked in his heart—why was the consumption for his breakthrough so horrifying?

He had long calculated that with this many true stones, it would be more than enough to breakthrough from the fourth-level Xuan to Wuzong, let alone from the peak of Wuzong to the Martial Venerable realm, yet he found himself exhausted nonetheless.

The ability of the Nine Star Divine Emperor Technique to absorb true stones was simply abnormal.

This was just from breaking through from the fourth to the fifth level; how many true stones would he need in the future to break through to Martial Venerable, Martial King, or even Martial Emperor?

Just thinking about it made Qin Chen feel a headache.

“Forget it, there will definitely be a way when the cart reaches the mountain,” he said to himself. “With my strength, how could I possibly be stumped by just a few true stones?”

Then, Qin Chen felt relieved again. He was a bloodline master, an alchemy master, and also a master of forging and formations. Earning money was not difficult for him, but his time was tight and he couldn't afford to waste too much of it.

“It’s time to go.”

After tidying up the scene a bit, Qin Chen flashed and directly rushed towards the top of the underground ruins.

In an instant, a feeling of spatial reversal emerged, and with a thud, Qin Chen found himself falling into the lake where he had previously entered.

This lake was icy cold, bringing with it a hint of chill.

Qin Chen was greatly delighted, as he was covered in dirt and felt quite uncomfortable. After a quick wash, Qin Chen shot up from the lake.

"Splash!"

Water splashed everywhere. Qin Chen looked at his hands and found that his skin seemed to have become much fairer. Standing by the lake and gazing into it, he saw his own body shining like white jade, resembling—ice muscle and jade bone!

“Pfft!”

He nearly spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling a bit dazed. He was utterly disheveled.

Who was that handsome young man in the lake?

Previously, Qin Chen could be considered handsome and suave, with a resolute face, but his skin had been filled with a masculine aura, especially after cultivating the Undying Holy Body, possessing a unique charm that was characteristic of men.

But now, his complexion was as warm as jade. Although his facial features hadn't changed, it seemed as if he had become two years younger, adding not only handsomeness but also an extra touch of beauty.

This was simply...

Hard to accept!

“Forget it, forget it, it is what it is.”

In the end, Qin Chen could only helplessly accept this fact. He changed into a clean outfit and slightly closed his eyes.

In the Black Death Marsh, a gentle breeze blew, lifting the tips of his hair. After a moment, Qin Chen abruptly opened his eyes, shooting out cold lightning.

“That direction!”

With a flash of his figure, Qin Chen shot forward like a bolt of lightning, moving at such a speed that he disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye.

At this time, in a marsh over a thousand miles away from this location.

The Black Slave was madly urging the Heavenly Demon Flag.

Before him, Liu Ze and the Bloodthirsty Demon, Jiu Mo Xin, were coldly staring at him. Liu Ze held an ancient copper mirror in his hand, from which white light continuously erupted, enveloping the Heavenly Demon Flag of the Black Slave.