"The Little Primordial Spirit Pill, truly a Divine Pill. If I could obtain one, perhaps I could also break through to the Profound Tier."

At this moment, White Crane was filled with a fervent longing for the Little Primordial Spirit Pill.

The breakthrough of Fire Flame Lion, the breakthroughs of Wang Hu, Zhao Hui, and Shen Dashan, all happened right before his eyes. No one knew the feeling of being stuck at the Late Stage Yellow Tier Peak for three years, unable to step into the Profound Tier.

However, White Crane himself knew that he had no choice but to submit to Qin Yang, and he probably hadn't earned Qin Yang's trust yet. This Little Primordial Spirit Pill seemed out of reach for him.

"White Crane."

Qin Yang's gaze turned and fell upon White Crane.

"Ah? Mr. Qin..."

White Crane snapped out of his thoughts and responded hastily.

"This one is for you."

Qin Yang took out a Little Primordial Spirit Pill from the silk bag and handed it to White Crane.

Now, there was only one Little Primordial Spirit Pill left in Qin Yang's silk bag for emergencies.

"Mine? Is it really mine?"

White Crane's eyes immediately brightened, unable to believe it.

"Thank you, thank you, Mr. Qin."

White Crane, filled with excitement, his hands trembling slightly, took the crimson-yellow pill from Qin Yang's hand.

"Ah, yum."

White Crane couldn't wait, swallowing it in one gulp. The surging medicinal power spread in his abdomen, and White Crane hurriedly sat down, circulating his Heart Method to absorb the medicinal power.

A quarter of an hour later, a white glow surged around White Crane, and an invisible ripple of Inner Power spread outward centered on him like ripples in water.

The barrier that kept White Crane at the Late Stage Yellow Tier Peak for three years crumbled on its own. At that moment, his Inner Power flooded his Dantian like a tide.

"Whew!"

White Crane exhaled softly and opened his eyes, brimming with an uncontrollable joy.

Suddenly, tears of joy flowed uncontrollably down his face.

The Profound Tier and Yellow Tier were entirely different levels. As an elder at the Late Stage Yellow Tier Peak, White Crane only held the title of an elder, completely different from a Profound Tier elder in terms of treatment. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been dispatched to the secular world to oversee a gambling arena.

"I've broken through, I've really broken through..."

White Crane was in tears, having been stuck at the Late Stage Yellow Tier Peak for three years, finally advancing to the Profound Tier today. The heavens had eyes indeed.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Hui, Wang Hu, and others looked at each other.

"I say, Coach White, you've broken through, so why start crying..."

Wang Hu scratched his head and said in a buzzing voice.

"I'm happy, so happy..."

White Crane randomly wiped away his tears with his sleeve and stood up.

"Thank you, Mr. Qin."

At that moment, White Crane was genuinely grateful to Qin Yang.

"There will be more opportunities for advancement in the future. Right, there are some matters I wish to consult you about."

Qin Yang nodded with a smile, then said.

"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare. Mr. Qin, please feel free to ask. From now on, White Crane's life is at your service."

White Crane replied hastily.

"Do you know of the Celestial Sword Pavilion?" Qin Yang asked directly.

"The Celestial Sword Pavilion? I do know. It's a sect that's considered fairly strong among the third-rate Ancient Martial Sects."

White Crane nodded and said.

"Third-rate Ancient Martial Sect?"

Qin Yang raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, the hierarchy of Ancient Martial Sects is divided from bottom to top into third-rate, second-rate, first-rate, and above the first-rate are super sects. The same classification applies to Ancient Martial Clans—third-rate, second-rate, first-rate, and super ancient martial clans."

White Crane explained, evidently realizing that Mr. Qin wasn't very familiar with the hierarchy of Ancient Martial Sects and Clans.

"So, third-rate Ancient Martial Sects are the lowest tier sects?"

Qin Yang asked, a bit surprised.

"You could say so. Below third-rate Ancient Martial Sects are some unranked small sects and families, which aren't noteworthy." White Crane replied.

"What determines the hierarchy of these sects?"

Qin Yang asked. It seemed he had underestimated this world; he hadn't expected the Celestial Sword Pavilion to only be a third-rate Ancient Martial Sect.

"There aren't very clear boundaries. Generally, third-rate Ancient Martial Sects must have at least one Profound Tier expert to be considered third-rate. For second-rate sects, there must be an Earth Tier expert, while first-rate sects require at least a Celestial Tier expert. As for super sects, they have at least three Celestial Tier experts."

White Crane thought for a moment and said.

At this moment, he was already planning to follow Qin Yang to the end and was not averse to revealing what he knew.

"What tier does the Hundred Beasts Valley belong to?" Qin Yang asked.

"The strength of the Hundred Beasts Valley is much stronger than that of the Celestial Sword Pavilion; it belongs to a second-rate sect. As far as I know, the Supreme Elder in the valley was already an Earth Tier expert several years ago."

White Crane replied.

Upon hearing this, Qin Yang paused for a moment. That day, the Sword-wielding Elder he fought with was likely at the Early Stage Profound Tier Peak, and the Pavilion Master in purple was at the Middle Stage Profound Tier. Before he advanced to Intermediate Immortal Warrior, they were already quite difficult to deal with. He hadn't expected the strength of Hundred Beasts Valley to be even more formidable.

"I want to take the Celestial Sword Pavilion under control. Do you think it would be very difficult?"

Qin Yang pondered for a moment and said.

The Celestial Sword Pavilion was the first Ancient Martial power Qin Yang directly contacted. It wasn't particularly strong, and it also had the Spirit Fish Pond, which had excellent benefits for his cultivation. So, even if just for the Spirit Fish Pond, Qin Yang wanted to take it under his control to gain entry into the world of Ancient Martial Artists and acquire more resources for cultivation.

"What?"

Hearing Qin Yang's words, White Crane was startled. Qin Yang actually wanted to annex an Ancient Martial Sect?

"Mr. Qin, how many people do we have?"

White Crane swallowed hard and asked.

"Just you and me, and those six." Qin Yang replied, casting a glance at Wang Hu and the others.

"Mr. Qin, even though a third-rate Ancient Martial Sect only requires one Profound Tier expert to be regarded as such, even the least qualified third-rate Ancient Martial Sects have over a century of heritage and strong foundational strength. To think of annexing an Ancient Martial Sect with just a few of us is a bit..."

White Crane let out a wry smile, unsure of what to say. He had never entertained such an idea, even if one day his strength reached the Profound Tier, he had never thought of annexing an Ancient Martial Sect.

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