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Nanshan towering and perilous, fierce beasts and Spiritual Beasts frequently roam the mountain.

In the dense forest, Qin Tian and two companions walked northward.

Because Zhao Hanshuang and Liu Yu were both seriously injured and unable to perform Sword Flight, the three could only walk, and their pace was slow.

It was already the second morning, and the three moved silently without a word spoken.

Due to Cao Lin being killed by people from the Blood Refining Hall, a new layer of silence colored Zhao Hanshuang’s pale face.

After all, Cao Lin was a Right Pulse disciple, and she personally brought him along, only for him to end up decapitated. When word spreads, it would inevitably affect her reputation.

She walked at the back, looking at the leading Qin Tian’s silhouette, gritting her teeth as anger surged within her.

This task, for her, was truly a losing battle.

Cao Lin is dead, she and Liu Yu are severely injured, yet the treasure she valued most on Cao Lin was stolen by Qin Tian! Just thinking about it made her killing intent flare!

The final result of this mission was only Zhao Hanshuang receiving the mission reward and the humiliation from Qin Tian!

”I will definitely kill you!”

Looking at Qin Tian’s back, Zhao Hanshuang gritted her teeth.

But she was also acutely aware that the price she paid for destroying the Blood Refining Hall’s Nanshan branch was too high.

Just the injuries she bore required at least three months to fully heal.

”I’ll let you live for three more months!”

Zhao Hanshuang felt helpless, severely injured, struggling with simply walking, let alone contemplating attacking Qin Tian, only waiting for recovery.

Though Zhao Hanshuang was filled with anger, Qin Tian felt jubilant, humming a tune, thinking of studying the treasures in Cao Gang’s Storage Bag after returning.

He’d only glanced at it briefly. With all three present, it was awkward to flaunt it openly, which would only rub salt on Zhao Hanshuang’s wounds; she’d surely explode from the rage.

”Someone’s here!”

In the quiet forest, Liu Yu suddenly exclaimed softly.

At this moment, Qin Tian and Zhao Hanshuang also sensed footsteps in the distance.

They halted, holding their breath and concentrating, soon spotting four young men and women hundreds of meters away, cautiously looking their way.

Undoubtedly, the strangers had also discovered them.

The four were young, clad in white, three men and a woman, wielding swords and slowly approaching Qin Tian’s group.

The trio also remained vigilant.

After all, meeting in such a wild mountain, the strangers might be greedy Immortality Cultivator mercenaries or ruthless Cultivation bandits.

At this moment, both Liu Yu and Zhao Hanshuang were rendered combat ineffective due to their injuries, leaving Qin Tian somewhat worried for them.

”The three ahead, may I inquire which sect you belong to?”

The opposition’s square-faced young man spoke up first, looking about thirty, mature and stable, presumably their leader.

”We are disciples of the Qilin Mountain Sect of East State. May I ask who you are?” Liu Yu replied forcefully.

”Ha ha, so it’s you Qilin Mountain Sect seniors, nothing to worry about.

” Upon hearing, the square-faced youth chuckled lightly, and the foursome eased their guard slightly, advancing toward Qin Tian’s group.

Liu Yu, experienced in field tasks, cautiously reminded Qin Tian, ”Qin Tian, stay wary. Their identities aren’t clear. Even with their claim of being from a reputable campus, we can’t afford to relax—Jiang Hu can be treacherous beyond belief.”

”Rest assured, Liu Senior,” Qin Tian replied softly.

The square-faced group approached, amicably addressing Qin Tian, ”Greetings, we’re Outer Disciples of Spiritual Mountain Academy, tasked to Nanshan, pleased to meet!”

”Ah, it’s a pleasure meeting Spiritual Mountain Academy seniors,” Liu Yu replied with a bow.

Qin Tian and Zhao Hanshuang stood beside him, remaining silent.

”I am Zhang Sheng, these are my junior brothers and sisters. You three travelled from Qilin Mountain Sect in Nanshan, covering over a thousand miles, are you here for a mission too?”

Liu Yu nodded, ”Yes.”

”I see you’re both quite injured, may I ask if your mission was completed?”

Zhang Sheng’s piercing gaze seemed to discern their injuries instantly, impressing Qin Tian, thinking Zhang Sheng’s cultivation level might be high.

”Just barely completed through luck,”

Liu Yu replied casually, unwilling to divulge further.

Nonetheless, Zhang Sheng appeared enthusiastic, probing further, ”Since it’s complete, could you share what kind of task it was? You see, various Cultivation Immortality Sects often repeat missions, and if ours coincides, we’ve traveled in vain...”

Liu Yu was momentarily taken aback, glancing at Zhao Hanshuang.

Zhao Hanshuang nodded, prompting Liu Yu to say, ”Our task was to eradicate the Blood Refining Hall’s Nanshan branch.”

Upon hearing it, Zhang Sheng and his group were visibly startled.

”Brother Zhang, it’s over, our trip was in vain,” stated the almond-faced woman behind Zhang Sheng, sorrowfully grimacing.

Zhang Sheng chuckled wryly, ”Ha, seems like our tasks coincided indeed.”

”With that, Zhang Sheng bowed to Liu Yu, saying, ”Since that’s the case, we won’t linger and must return to Spiritual Mountain Academy for another mission, farewell!”

”Farewell.” Liu Yu quietly sighed, also bowing.

”Hold on!”

As Zhang Sheng’s group turned to leave, Qin Tian suddenly spoke out.

They paused, turning eyes toward Qin Tian.

”Brother, do you need something?” Zhang Sheng asked.

Qin Tian maintained a serious demeanor, scrutinizing Zhang Sheng, solemnly asking, ”Brother, you mentioned you’re from which sect?”

”We’re from Spiritual Mountain Academy, one of East State’s two leading academies, haven’t you heard of it?”

Zhang Sheng was a bit surprised, for Spiritual Mountain Academy was among East State’s top three Cultivation Immortality Sects. An East State Cultivation Immortality practitioner shouldn’t be in the dark.

A sect being titled ”Academy” signified respect and power within the Spiritual Domain.

”Indeed, and I’ve heard much of it,”

Qin Tian maintained his grave facade, pondering before inquiring, ”Brother, I seek information on a friend. I have a buddy called Ye Fan, is he in your Spiritual Mountain Academy?”