In the darkness of the night sky, only a sliver of crescent moon hung on the horizon.

Screech!

The Flying Thunder Eagle flapped its silver wings, streaking across the night sky.

Qin Yang flipped his right hand over, and a list containing information about werewolves in Jiangnan Province appeared in his hand, naturally given to him by Old Qiao.

Additionally, according to the previous confession of Baron Elton, the person in charge of Bordeaux wine in Jiangbei Province, there was an European-style castle in the outskirts of Jiangnan City, which was exactly where Count Hilcon previously resided.

There should still be werewolves inside that castle, and Qin Yang intended to kill them all, to intimidate the werewolves—this is what happens when they provoke him!

Half an hour later, the Flying Thunder Eagle flapped its wings and arrived over the European-style castle.

The entire European-style castle was indeed brightly lit.

Qin Yang's figure flickered, and he entered the European-style castle.

A quarter of an hour later, all seven werewolves inside the castle were slaughtered by Qin Yang; he did not attack those who weren't werewolves.

After slaughtering all the werewolves in the European-style castle, Qin Yang went to the next location, which was the Bordeaux wine sales department in Jiangnan Province.

A hint of dawn appeared in the sky.

Only then did Qin Yang leave Jiangnan Province riding on the Flying Thunder Eagle.

That night, he almost wiped out all the werewolves in Jiangnan Province, killing more than thirty of them.

After returning to Feipu Manor, Qin Yang rested for a while, then entered the Osmanthus Forest to cultivate. Currently, the Spiritual Energy in the forest was extremely dense, and the Spirit Gathering Grass was growing well, having developed over a thousand plants.

The Spirit Gathering Grass, emitting a faint silver glow, swayed with the wind, making one feel refreshed.

Qin Yang sat cross-legged in Bu Xian Pavilion, operating the Nine Revolutions Star Technique, entering into cultivation. The Immortal Master Realm was about condensing the Spiritual Power within oneself to become purer and transform into a droplet shape, so the more time spent, the more noticeable the cultivation results.

It was only until noon that Qin Yang walked out from the Osmanthus Forest.

Eating medicinal meals and some vegetables and fruits grown at Feipu Manor could help absorb energy from the food, which although had negligible effect on Qin Yang now, was better than nothing. Moreover, it served as relaxation during cultivation.

Thus, Qin Yang quite enjoyed this lifestyle.

When Qin Yang came out of the Osmanthus Forest, he naturally saw Old Qiao, and of course, Jiang Huo'Er and his close guard Xiao Ta. It seemed that over these days, the old man had settled here and was not leaving.

"Qin Yang, I heard from that kid Song Liangyu that it was thanks to you this time. Otherwise, the newly developed materials and information would have been stolen by the United States. From what happened yesterday, you're indeed a national hero," Old Qiao said with a chuckle upon seeing Qin Yang.

"Oh, come on, Old Qiao, instead of saying empty words, why not give some tangible benefits," Qin Yang muttered, giving Old Qiao a side glance.

"Uh... You brat..."

Hearing Qin Yang's words, Old Qiao's face froze for a moment, revealing a bitter smile. Indeed, Qin Yang wouldn't move without profit, saying these things to him was useless.

"Ahem, Qin Yang, let's negotiate. You have already wiped out the werewolves in two provinces, and those powerful Ancient Martial Artists under you have almost exterminated the werewolves in Nanyun Province. Can we just eliminate the werewolves on the list now? Otherwise, if it continues, I might not be able to handle it."

Old Qiao coughed dryly and said.

"If you stop here, I can take you to choose Spirit Medicine, and let you have the first pick of any newly discovered Spirit Medicine in the future, what do you say?"

Old Qiao gazed at Qin Yang and said.

Upon hearing this, Qin Yang's eyes slightly narrowed, and there was a flash of light in his eyes. However, it wasn't because he was considering Old Qiao's suggestion about not killing werewolves, which was out of the question, but because of Old Qiao's latter offer.

Indeed, Huaxia is vast, and the power of the government is not to be underestimated, holding many resources, making it much easier to discover those Spirit Medicines.

The Spirit Medicines currently planted at his manor are numerous, but most are only suitable as adjuncts. The most precious, of course, are the Spirit Condensing Fruit and the Primordial Spirit Grass; other Spirit Medicines are not of high Level.

He still lacks Spirit Medicines that can nourish Divine Sense and Physique, as well as various other precious Spirit Medicines.

Moreover, since discovering the Spirit Jade Ore Vein, there should also be Spirit Stone Ore Veins on Earth, right? Why not use the government's power to search for them?

"Old Qiao, about killing werewolves, there's no room for negotiation, these werewolves must die!"

Qin Yang said in a slightly cold tone, leaving no room for doubt.

Cultivators emphasize a clear mind, acting as they wish; since the werewolves repeatedly provoked him, attacked his manor, and attempted to capture Sister Ruan, what's the use of cultivating if he doesn't kill these werewolves? What's the point of possessing powerful strength?

Hearing Qin Yang's words, Old Qiao seemed to have expected this and had a hint of helplessness on his face.

"However, you just said I'm a national hero. I also mentioned wanting something tangible from you. Well, I've visited that hidden mountain vault, and there are indeed quite a few outstanding Spirit Medicines in there."

Qin Yang's eyes twinkled, recalling the scene when he followed Old Qiao to that mountain palace.

In the Spirit Medicine Hall, there were vine-type, grass-type, flower-type, spirit fruit-type Spirit Medicines, and the number isn't small; all added together, there are no less than a few thousand kinds.

Among them, there are naturally many precious Spirit Medicines, several of which caught Qin Yang's eye.

In the vine-type Spirit Medicines, such as the Purple Blood Vine, Earth Core Green Vine, and in the grass-type, like the Green Water Ghost Grass, Moonlight Heart-Linking Grass, and in the flower-type Spirit Medicines, the Moon Spirit Flower, Ice and Fire Demon Flower, and most importantly in the fruit-type, like the White Wind Dew Fruit, Celestial Snow Fruit, etc.

"What trick are you up to?"

Seeing Qin Yang's eyes darting around, Old Qiao suddenly had a guarded look on his face, fearing Qin Yang would try to trick him again.

Sure enough, the next moment, Qin Yang spoke.

"Hehe, Old Qiao, here's the thing, you've seen the conditions of my manor, particularly suited for cultivating Spirit Medicines and Spirit Fruits. After all, those Spirit Medicines of yours are hidden in the mountains, and although protected by Cold White Jade and can be stored for thirty or fifty years, every day, more or less, the medicinal power diminishes slightly. Just leaving them there, I think it might be better if..."

Qin Yang's lips curled into a smile as he spoke.

"Better how?"

Old Qiao scrutinized Qin Yang, his voice holding a hint of wariness.

"Old Qiao, no need to be so nervous, making it seem like I'm going to con you or something."

Qin Yang glanced at Old Qiao, displeased, and said.

Old Qiao looked at Qin Yang with disbelief on his face; this brat, discussing things with him surely doesn't bode well. He's definitely planning on tricking him, so he had to be cautious about these mountain Spirit Fruits and Spirit Medicines, which were his treasures.

On the side, Jiang Huo'Er and Li Xinyan both watched, finding it amusing to see the two—a sly old fox and a wily young fox.

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