Upon hearing Qin Yang start to count, Elder Gu You, Ling Jianzi, and others looked as if they'd been drenched with cold water, exchanging meaningful glances.

"Supreme Elder, Sect Leader, what should we do?"

Elder Lei Tong looked at Elder Gu You and Ling Jianzi, asking.

At this moment, even Elder Tian Yan, who was usually the most fiery-tempered, showed a hint of hesitation, while Elders Bing Yuan and Zhi Huo both gazed towards Elder Gu You and Ling Jianzi.

Elder Gu You and Ling Jianzi were the highest authorities in the Ancient Sword Sect, and their decision was of utmost importance.

"Should we fight this brat to the death, or submit to him?"

A struggle flashed across Ling Jianzi's face. As the head of a sect, he naturally didn't want the sect to submit to others. Yet, what were the odds of success if they fought this brat to the death?

Moreover, by submitting to this young man, not only could the Supreme Elder's Fire Poison be cured, but the Ancient Sword Sect could also gain four more Innate Realm masters. Such temptation was indeed significant.

"Supreme Elder?"

Ling Jianzi turned his gaze to Elder Gu You, consulting his opinion.

"Sect Leader, you are the head of a sect, you make the decision. I have no objection. If it's to fight, I am willing to stake my life and could severely injure him. If it's to submit, I concur as well."

Elder Gu You sighed and said.

At these words, Ling Jianzi fell silent, realizing that the future of the Ancient Sword Sect rested on this decision—whether to fight to the death or to submit?!

"Four... Three... Two..."

Qin Yang's gaze swept over the group, and he continued to count unhurriedly.

Ling Jianzi's eyes flickered with light, clearly in intense inner turmoil, before he finally exhaled heavily, having made a significant decision.

"Alright, my Ancient Sword Sect is willing to submit to you. However, you must first ensure that what you promised can be achieved."

Ling Jianzi fixed his gaze on Qin Yang and said through gritted teeth.

Hearing this, Qin Yang furrowed his brows slightly but then nodded. The request was not unreasonable.

"However, waiting a month is too long; let's set it at three days. Within three days, if I can cure this old man's Fire Poison and help you break through to the Innate Realm, then the Ancient Sword Sect must wholeheartedly obey my commands and not defy them. As for the other three Celestial Tier masters, I will also keep my word and help them break through to the Innate Realm within a month."

Qin Yang's gaze scanned Ling Jianzi and the others as he spoke.

"Alright."

Ling Jianzi bit his lip, glanced at Elder Gu You, Elder Lei Tong, and others, and seeing no objections, nodded.

Seeing this, Qin Yang waved his right hand, and a black talisman flew out, hovering in front of Ling Jianzi.

The talisman was black, with a red serpent's head sketched in its center.

"Is this… a talisman?"

Ling Jianzi's pupils shrank as he looked at the talisman floating in front of him, exclaiming in surprise.

"Indeed, it's called a Poison Spirit Talisman. Open your mouth and swallow it. This way, after I've cured the old man and helped you break through to the Innate Realm, you won't turn back against me. The others don't need to take it."

Qin Yang said.

"Poison Spirit Talisman?"

Ling Jianzi's expression darkened. He knew the talisman was meant to control him, but Qin Yang didn't require the others to take it, suggesting he left some room for maneuver.

"Alright, I'll agree."

Ling Jianzi was silent for a moment, then nodded, opened his mouth, recognizing that this young man only intended to control him alone. If he should break his word, Ling Jianzi would risk his life to take him down as well.

Buzz~!

With a thought, the black talisman dispersed into light, and a small red serpent emerged, swiftly entering Ling Jianzi's mouth.

"Once I fulfill my promise, as long as your submission is genuine, I will remove the talisman from your body."

Seeing this, Qin Yang smiled faintly. Capturing the Ancient Sword Sect this time certainly required considerable effort, but the outcome was satisfactory.

At these words, Ling Jianzi nodded.

Seeing Qin Yang actually subdue the Ancient Sword Sect, Ling Quan's expression flushed with excitement. In his eyes, the Ancient Sword Sect was a towering entity, but Young Qin managed to force them into submission, which was incredibly formidable.

Swoosh!

Qin Yang's figure descended from low altitude, his gaze bright, looking towards the direction of White Dragon Creek.

This time, the greatest gain might not be subduing the Ancient Sword Sect; the Spirit Jade Ore Vein was the true objective of his journey.

"Let's go, Uncle Ling, Ling Jianzi, and the other elders, let us venture in and have a look."

Qin Yang glanced at Uncle Ling, then his gaze turned to Ling Jianzi and the others, speaking.

"Yes."

Ling Jianzi and the others nodded.

Currently, the Spirit Jade Ore Vein should be almost fully excavated. Even without Qin Yang's presence, Ling Jianzi and the others would have come to inspect it.

After all, Spirit Jade Ore Veins were exceedingly rare. Even having lived for so many years, they had never seen what a Spirit Jade Ore Vein looked like upon excavation.

Passing by the four young disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect who were knocked out by Qin Yang earlier, Qin Yang casually performed a Rejuvenation Technique, healing them and bringing them back to consciousness.

The four young disciples awoke, looking in bewilderment at the kid standing together with the Supreme Elder and Sect Leader. For a moment, they couldn't make sense of it—wasn't this kid their enemy? How come the Sect Leader and the others were standing behind him?

"This is Young Qin, with a status equivalent to the Supreme Elder of our Ancient Sword Sect. You must show respect."

Ling Jianzi explained briefly, as he couldn't bring himself to outright say they had submitted.

"Yes, Sect Leader."

The four disciples, though puzzled, still responded respectfully.

Then, the group passed through the pathways between peaks, entering into the White Dragon Creek.

Within White Dragon Creek, wherever one looked, the vegetation was lush and vibrant, with green trees providing shade, birds chirping, and flowers exuding fragrance, butterflies dancing among the green grasses and flowers, filling the air with remarkable freshness. It was like a paradise on earth.

The group advanced a certain distance and soon came upon a quiet and clear lake.

About a hundred steps from the lake, there were over a hundred Ancient Sword Sect disciples in moon-white robes. These disciples, holding shovels, had excavated a pit occupying a thousand square meters.

In the pit was a mountain-sized white jade, just as Ling Quan had said, measuring around six to seven hundred cubic meters, comparable to a two-story villa.

The translucent white jade exuded a slightly chilly aura, invigorating those standing at the edge of the pit.

"Such a large volume of Spirit Jade is truly a rarity!"

Qin Yang's eyes sparkled with delight as he exclaimed.

Even on the Immortal Yuan Continent, seeing such a large piece of Spirit Jade would cause Immortal Venerable Realm cultivators to fight ferociously for it.

With such a huge piece of Spirit Jade, he could set up numerous arrays at Feipu Manor, such that neither werewolves nor dwarves, nor any who dared offend Feipu Manor, would escape the formidable power of the arrays.

Moreover, with numerous spirit medicines and spirit fruits cultivated at the manor, having this Spirit Jade would enhance their growth significantly.

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