"Actually, I'm quite interested to see what the Celestial Tier experts of this world are like." A gleam of light flashed in Qin Yang's eyes.

Seeing that Qin Yang wasn't discouraged, but instead looked rather intrigued, the two women exchanged a glance, thinking to themselves that this guy is really a freak; normal folks would be terrified upon hearing this.

"It's getting late, you two should go rest."

Qin Yang said to the two women, considering that both Su Qingqing and Sun Tiantian are good students and would definitely be going to school tomorrow, even though he doesn't have classes.

"Hmm, you should rest early too," Sun Tiantian said to Qin Yang and then left the room with Su Qingqing.

After the two women left, Qin Yang sat cross-legged, his back still burning with pain.

"Small Water Mirror Technique, condense!"

The Spiritual Power within Qin Yang had somewhat recovered. He formed a spell with his hands, pointing towards the void in front and behind him.

Two thin mirrors formed from condensed water vapor appeared before and behind him.

Qin Yang looked up and, through the two water mirrors in front and behind him, saw five burn marks on his back, now covered by a layer of Yunnan Baiyao. These wounds were secondary; the key issue was that attack had invaded his internal organs with fire poison.

"Small Spring Rain Spell!"

Qin Yang muttered a spell and pointed at the wounds on his back.

A light green stream formed at Qin Yang's fingertips, washing away the Yunnan Baiyao to reveal rather scary wounds. However, as the green stream passed over, the wounds healed at a visible speed, growing fresh, tender skin again.

In no time, the five burn marks vanished completely, as if they had never been there. If someone witnessed this scene, their jaw would surely drop in shock.

"Hu!"

Qin Yang gently exhaled, waved his hand to disperse the mirrors in front and behind him.

"I've consumed too much Spiritual Power; it's impossible to purge the fire poison in the internal organs. As an entry-level Immortal Warrior, I'm still lacking."

Qin Yang whispered, then formed a spell with his hands, closed his eyes, and entered cultivation.

The night passed silently.

The next morning, Qin Yang's eyes slowly opened, a gleam flashed through his pupils.

"The Spiritual Power is finally restored."

Qin Yang shook his head slightly, a hint of helplessness in his tone. The Dantian of an entry-level Immortal Warrior can hold very little Spiritual Power; on the Immortal Yuan Continent, it would only take half an hour to recover, but on Earth, with its thin Spiritual Energy, it takes all night unless using other methods.

"Next, it's time to purge the fire poison in the organs."

Qin Yang's gaze sharpened, muttering to himself.

Since Qin Yang became an entry-level Immortal Warrior, the only Level Two spell he could perform was Palm Thunder; other spells like Small Spring Rain Spell, Small Pitfall Spell, Small Wind Manipulation Technique, Small Wind Blade Technique were all the most basic Level One spells. With his current Spiritual Power, he could perform several Level One spells consecutively; for Level Two, only one, and his Spiritual Power would be nearly depleted.

To purge fire poison, relying solely on the Level One Spring Rain Spell would not suffice. A Level Two spell is needed.

"Three points of spring rain, fall upon me, purify my body, and cure my illness."

Qin Yang murmured a spell, and above him, Spiritual Power gathered and transformed into three drops of green rain. A gentle, fragrant herbal scent emanated from the three drops, refreshing the spirit.

"Spring Rain Spell, descend!"

Qin Yang's hands changed spells, and he uttered softly.

As soon as his words fell, the three drops of green rain descended, entering Qin Yang's body. A wave of light green radiance emitted from him, and the fire poison within his organs was completely neutralized by the gentle aura of the rain drops.

"Hu!"

Qin Yang gently exhaled a hot breath.

"Finally cleaned it up."

Qin Yang smiled slightly. However, the Spiritual Power cultivated throughout the night had been mostly consumed by this one Spring Rain Spell.

"Knock, knock..."

Just then, a faint sound of knocking came.

"Qin Yang, are you awake? It's time to eat."

Sun Tiantian's voice came from outside the door.

With a creak, Qin Yang opened the bedroom door.

The two women were already tidied up, looking fresh and vibrant.

The dining table had milk, bread, fried eggs, etc. After breakfast, the two women went off to school.

Qin Yang drove his Ferrari out of the Moon Lake Villa District towards the nearby Xinghu Villa District, where Ruan Xinxue's apartment was located. He wondered if the jadeite rough stones had been processed. With the Celestial Wolf Gang as an adversary, he needed to accelerate his cultivation.

Yunshui City People's Hospital.

In the luxurious ward on the top floor, there were seven or eight individuals, all exuding a fierce aura; evidently, they were people stained with blood.

"Young Strong, Flame Wolf Boss, once I'm healed, I'll personally take out that bastard."

The leader of the Immortal Dao had a grim expression, staring coldly at his hands wrapped in thick bandages.

From the four fingers severed by Qin Yang's slash on his right hand, only three were successfully reattached; the middle finger fell into a small puddle causing it to swell and couldn't be reattached. His left hand, pierced by Qin Yang's flying saber, was also wrapped in bandages; even if the injury healed, it would probably lose its former strength.

"Ninth Brother, this time it was my recklessness. If I hadn't taken you without reason, you wouldn't have been so severely injured."

Zhang Langqiang said apologetically. The Thirteen Silver-Winged Wolf Guards and the stronger Golden Wing Wolf Guards were the pillars of the Celestial Wolf Gang; losing even one would diminish their intimidation by a fraction.

"Young Strong, it's not your fault; it's that kid being too cunning."

The head of the Immortal Dao shook his head, then gazed at the red-haired man standing next to Zhang Langqiang.

The red-haired man had a sturdy build, with burly muscles and restrained intensity in his eyes. Standing slightly closer, one could easily feel the fiery waves radiating from within his body.

On the man's arm, there was a tattoo of a golden wolf head; its eyes were fierce, commanding respect. Only four people in the entire Celestial Wolf Gang had the qualification to bear the tattoo—they were the Four Golden Wing Wolf Guards.

The red-haired man in front was one of the Celestial Wolf Gang's Four Golden Wing Wolf Guards—Flame Wolf!

"Ninth, your vendetta will definitely be avenged. Offending someone from our Celestial Wolf Gang doesn't end so easily."

At this point, Flame Wolf paused, a tone of undeniable authority in his voice, "However, now is not the time."

"Flame Wolf Boss?"

The leader of the Immortal Dao was puzzled, not understanding what Flame Wolf meant.

Both Zhang Langqiang and the others in the room showed a hint of confusion in their eyes. They all looked towards Flame Wolf.

"To be able to wound Ninth means that kid has already entered the threshold of Ancient Martial Artists, at least as an entry-level Ancient Martial Artist. We don't know if he has other backers, and right now, we have more important matters to attend to; it's not wise to create complications."

As Flame Wolf spoke, his eyes flashed sharply, his tone growing more assertive.

"More important matters? Flame Wolf Uncle, what could they be?" Zhang Langqiang asked.

"The spy within our gang has found the whereabouts of Cyan Wood Sect's old ghost's daughter."

Flame Wolf swept his gaze around, slowly revealing a wry smile, though the smile had a hint of savagery.

"What? Found the old ghost's daughter?"

The group couldn't contain their joy immediately.

"Great! Flame Wolf Boss, that old ghost always hid his precious daughter well; if we capture his dear daughter, it would be a huge blow to the Cyan Wood Sect." Lying on the bed, the leader of the Immortal Dao also showed a trace of excitement.

"I'm glad you think so; for now, put the matter with that boy aside. Once we've dealt with Cyan Wood Sect, the Flying Eagle Gang will naturally bow to us, and the entire Yunshui City will be the domain of our Celestial Wolf Gang."

"When that time comes, as long as that boy isn't from an Ancient Martial Sect, we'll make him pay dearly." Flame Wolf bore a savage expression.

"Flame Wolf Uncle, where is Cyan Wood Sect's old ghost's daughter now?" Zhang Langqiang asked.

"Yunshui High School."

Flame Wolf's gaze flashed sharply, uttering four words.

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