"Young Qin, are we really just going to let him go?"

Ling Quan looked at the back of Elder Zhi Huo, expressed anxiously.

Elder Zhi Huo ranks last among the nine elders of the Ancient Sword Sect. Above him, there are eight other elders, the sect leader of the Ancient Sword Sect, and the unfathomable Supreme Elder. A fierce battle seems inevitable.

"Mm."

Qin Yang nodded. He had his reasons for doing so; no matter what, he was determined to acquire the Spirit Jade Ore Vein.

Perhaps killing Elder Zhi Huo now and then seizing the Spirit Jade Ore Vein at White Dragon Creek would be easier, after all, it was unlikely that all the experts of the Ancient Sword Sect would be gathered there.

However, if he seized the Spirit Jade Ore Vein and extracted the Spirit Jade, once he leaves Nanyun Province, the Ancient Sword Sect would undoubtedly retaliate against the Ling Family, so he might as well deal with the Ancient Sword Sect all at once.

Besides, he also wanted to meet the experts in the Innate Realm among the Ancient Martial Artists.

"Alright, Uncle Ling, let's pack up and prepare to head to White Dragon Creek."

Qin Yang said.

"Yes, okay."

Ling Quan nodded firmly. He understood immediately that Qin Yang wanted a final solution to the Ancient Sword Sect, so there was no choice but to prepare for a battle with the Ancient Sword Sect.

"Young Qin, Patriarch, let this old man accompany you."

Grand Elder Ling Yue said worriedly.

"No need, Grand Elder, you should stay and oversee the Ling Family. The Wei family father and son have already been captured, so there's no need to push them into a corner."

Qin Yang shook his head and said. As Grand Elder Ling Yue was only at the early stage of the Celestial Tier, he wouldn't be of much help.

"Understood."

Upon hearing this, Grand Elder Ling Yue nodded.

Immediately, Ling Quan led Qin Yang to the rear courtyard of the manor, where the Ling Family kept several demon beast mounts. As a first-rate family, it was normal for the Ling Family to raise a few demon beast mounts.

"Young Qin, among these, the two Red Tiger Beasts are the fastest. Let's ride them."

Ling Quan pointed to the two tigers with red fur in the beast pen and said.

"Mm."

Qin Yang nodded. These two Red Tiger Beasts had strong hooves and were twice as large as ordinary tigers. They had beast ropes tied around their mouths and waists.

With these two Red Tiger Beasts, they estimated it would take about an hour to reach the White Dragon Mountain Range, three hundred kilometers away.

"Let's go, Uncle Ling."

Qin Yang said, then mounted the Red Tiger Beast.

Ling Quan also mounted the Red Tiger Beast.

After leaving the Ling Family Manor, the two rode the Red Tiger Beasts towards the southwest.

The Red Tiger Beasts were demon beasts, so the two couldn't appear before mortals riding them and took the mountain path instead.

The Red Tiger Beasts ran quickly along the mountain path, and after an hour, a towering and sprawling mountain range appeared in Qin Yang's view.

In front of them lay a mountain range stretching hundreds of miles, towering and winding like a giant dragon, with verdant and towering trees between the mountains.

"Young Qin, this is the White Dragon Mountain Range. White Dragon Creek is deep within the White Dragon Mountain Range."

Ling Quan pointed to the mountain range ahead and said.

"Mm, alright, Uncle Ling, let's go in."

Qin Yang nodded and said.

At once, the two patted the Red Tiger Beasts, which surged forward into the forest.

Among the mountains and forests, the trees were green, and the shade was dense, with streams flowing through the mountain paths, creating a cool environment in the forest.

The Red Tiger Beasts dashed through the forest as if on flat ground, and after half an hour, the two arrived at the foot of a mountain peak, which stood steep and high against the sky.

In the middle of the mountain peak, there was a huge crack that seemed like an ancient god had split it open with a giant axe, forming a corridor.

The passage appeared to be ten meters wide, enough for two carriages to travel side by side. Looking through the passage, one could vaguely see the scene inside with birds singing and flowers blooming, plentiful with Spiritual Energy.

"Young Qin, inside is White Dragon Creek; the Spirit Jade Ore Vein is in there. By this time, the Ancient Sword Sect should have already sent people to mine."

Under the shade of a large tree, Ling Quan pointed into the passage between the two mountains from a distance and said.

"Mm."

Qin Yang's eyes sparkled as he nodded. He could already feel the abundant Spiritual Energy inside White Dragon Creek, with a hint of excitement in his expression.

"This place is rich in blessings, so it's not hard to understand that a Spirit Jade Ore Vein could develop here."

Qin Yang thought to himself.

But at this moment, the two couldn't directly enter White Dragon Creek.

Because, at the entrance to the passage into White Dragon Creek, five figures were guarding.

Among the five, the leader was clearly an old man wearing an ice-white robe. The elder had long white eyebrows and a face that looked chiseled, emanating a sharp coldness.

As the mountain wind blew, the elder's white eyebrows gently swayed.

The elder with white eyebrows sat upright on a large boulder, eyes closed, but his body emitted an astonishing icy aura.

The other four were disciples carrying long swords and clad in moon-white robes, standing on either side of the entrance to the mountain creek, each with a strong presence, evidently all at the Profound Tier.

Upon seeing the elder with white eyebrows, Ling Quan's body suddenly stiffened, and his expression grew grim, with a deep sense of dread in his eyes.

"Young Qin, that person is the second elder of the Ancient Sword Sect, 'Bing Yuan', with the strength of the Great Perfection of the Celestial Tier. He's the one who injured me."

Ling Quan said with lingering fear. The Ice Sword Qi that injured him before was truly formidable, the Ice Qi seeping into his bones almost took his life.

"Mm."

Qin Yang nodded; he could sense that this individual was much stronger than Elder Zhi Huo, however, Qin Yang still did not concern himself with him.

After all, Qin Yang had now advanced to the Immortal Master Realm, his strength vastly improved from when he was a High-Level Immortal Warrior. Handling a master of the Great Perfection of the Celestial Tier wasn't a problem for him.

"Young Qin, it seems that lately, Bing Yuan has been overseeing the Spirit Jade Ore Vein. What should we do?"

Ling Quan looked at Qin Yang and asked.

Thinking about it, it's not hard to understand; given how precious a Spirit Jade Ore Vein is, it's reasonable for the Ancient Sword Sect to send a master of the Great Perfection of the Celestial Tier to guard it.

"Let's go, Uncle Ling. The other members of the Ancient Sword Sect haven't arrived yet. We'll deal with him first and vent your frustration."

Qin Yang said. He had already instructed Zhi Huo to notify the other high-level figures of the Ancient Sword Sect to come over, but it seemed they hadn't arrived yet. However, Qin Yang didn't want to wait idly and decided to deal with this elder with white eyebrows first.

"Okay, Young Qin."

Ling Quan nodded heavily, clenching his fists tightly. The Ancient Sword Sect had seized the Spirit Jade Ore Vein discovered by the Ling Family and nearly took his life, so he harbored great resentment against the Ancient Sword Sect.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

The two patted the Red Tiger Beasts, which surged forward once more, emerging from the dense forest into the open space in front of the mountain peak.

"Who goes there?!"

Just as the two Red Tiger Beasts emerged from the forest, the eyes of Elder Bing Yuan, who was sitting on the green stone, suddenly opened. In his old eyes, there was an extremely sharp glint, and a cold voice called out from the mouth of Elder Bing Yuan.

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