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The foundation of the Penglai Secret Realm was stronger than the forces of the outside world. They even had Martial Emperors. How could they make such a low-level mistake?
As such, Qin Fang didn't have much hope of getting the secret technique of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godelephant from Song Lian …
"At most, I'll get it the next time I go to Peng Lai …"
That was Qin Fang's plan, "Perhaps, the remaining masters of Penglai have also practiced this set of secret skills. If so, it's very likely to be revealed in advance, which will give me some time to practice …"
"Reading skill …"
The Soul Manipulation skill was still in the process of being read. Everything was progressing smoothly.
Song Lian's injuries were very serious. Even though he knew what Qin Fang was doing, he couldn't do anything to resist. He could only passively wait for the Soul Manipulation skill to progress.
"Ding ~ ~"
When the sound rang out in Qin Fang's mind, the smile on Qin Fang's face became even more radiant. He sighed emotionally, "Success …"
When he looked at Song Lian again, he realized that he looked completely different in Qin Fang's eyes. Although he was still lying in the hole, he had become Qin Fang's soul slave.
"Memory Reading …"
Putting other things aside, Qin Fang directly used this ability!
This was one of the uses of Qin Fang's Soul Manipulation skill. It allowed him to read a soul slave's memories without harming their soul or primordial spirit.
Of course, this ability had different effects on soul slaves of different strengths!
The weaker the soul slave, the better the effect, and the less damage it would cause …
On the other hand, the stronger the soul slave, the weaker the effect, and the greater the damage it could cause … This was especially true for a half-step Martial Emperor like Song Lian. He had cultivated the power of a primordial spirit, so he had to be very careful.
"Fortunately, Song Lian is heavily injured and his primordial spirit is weak. Otherwise, it would be very difficult for him to use this ability …"
Qin Fang muttered to himself, feeling lucky.
But soon, Qin Fang's face darkened …
He had read a portion of Song Lian's memories, especially the ones after Song Lian left the Peng Lai Secret Realm. They were related to the Kunlun Massacre, and this caused Qin Fang to burn with rage …
Although he already knew about the Kunlun Sect's tragedy from the Assassin Alliance, when he saw it from Song Lian's point of view, he was still furious …
If Song Lian wasn't his soul slave, Qin Fang would've crushed his head!
"Peng Lai Secret Realm …"
After calming himself down, Qin Fang checked Song Lian's memories of the Peng Lai Secret Realm … Qin Fang planned to kill his way into the Peng Lai Secret Realm to avenge the Kunlun Sect. Knowing one's enemy was the key to victory. Therefore, Qin Fang wanted to know more about the Peng Lai Secret Realm.
The Peng Lai Secret Realm had disappeared for thousands of years, and Qin Fang knew nothing about it. This was not good … but he couldn't enter the Peng Lai Secret Realm yet, so it was necessary for him to get some information from Song Lian.
"What a pity …"
Qin Fang felt that it was a pity. Song Lian's memories had been sealed, so Qin Fang didn't have much information about the Peng Lai Secret Realm.
Although these memories were pieced together and barely allowed Qin Fang to have a slightly intuitive understanding of the Penglai Secret Land, it also made Qin Fang somewhat fearful of the strength of the Penglai Secret Land!
What made Qin Fang even more depressed was that, just as he had guessed, the secret technique of the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth had been sealed away.
Song Lian could cultivate it on his own, but he couldn't teach it to Qin Fang. Once the restriction was triggered, not only would Song Lian be instantly killed by the restriction, but the caster would also know the situation through some special senses.
Qin Fang didn't want to alert the enemy, so he didn't touch the seal. Therefore, he had no choice but to put the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth aside for now.
"Forget it. Capturing Song Lian is already an initial victory …."
Fortunately, Qin Fang was in a good mood and didn't dwell on the matter. Although the Strength of the Hell-Crushing Godmammoth was strong, Qin Fang had plenty of tricks up his sleeve. He wouldn't stop killing just because he didn't have a secret technique.
He took out two healing pills from the prop box and stuffed them into Song Lian's mouth. He also helped Song Lian to catalyze the effects of the pills. Song Lian's injuries were quickly recovering!
A half-step Martial Emperor was a peak expert. His body was freakishly strong, and his recovery speed was terrifying. Even without the help of these two pills, Song Lian would only need a bit more time to heal.
Now that he had Qin Fang's pills, it wouldn't take long for his injuries to be mostly healed. Perhaps he wouldn't be able to recover to his peak, but it would be enough.
"Qin Fang, are you alright?"
After putting Song Lian into his prop box, Qin Fang went to find Jian Qingfeng and the others. Seeing Qin Fang come back unscathed, the remaining disciples of the Kunlun Sect gathered around him and asked with concern.
They were the only ones left in the Kunlun Sect. Old Daoist Qingxu was also seriously injured. He was almost at death's door. Qin Fang was their strongest support.
"I'm fine …."
Qin Fang waved his hand and said casually. He quickly went to Old Daoist Qingxu's side, held his wrist, and felt his pulse. Qin Fang frowned deeply.
"Qin Fang, I know my injuries best. Don't waste your energy …."
Old Daoist Qingxu squeezed out a smile on his pale face. He said with great difficulty, "Before I die, I have something to tell you …. Otherwise, I won't be able to die in peace!"
He knew his own situation best.
Old Daoist Qingxu's injuries were really very serious … He was only a middle stage Supreme-Being expert, but in the Kunlun Massacre, in order to deal with the enemy, he burned his life's potential to activate the Kunlun Sect's legendary divine weapon, which naturally caused very terrifying internal injuries.
In addition, after escaping from the Kunlun Sect, he hadn't had a good rest and treatment. Those internal injuries had worsened and intensified, making his injuries even more serious. At the moment, they were almost completely irreversible.
He even felt that after saying these words, he might close his eyes and never wake up again.
"Master, your injuries are serious but they can still be cured … Don't worry about dying. You can still live for at least several decades!"
Qin Fang, however, waved his hand and interrupted Old Daoist Qingxu's' last words'.
Qin Fang could guess what Old Daoist Qingxu wanted to say … However, things really hadn't reached that point yet. Therefore, Old Daoist Qingxu's' last words' were naturally unnecessary.
Moreover, Qin Fang, a 'half-way disciple' of the Kunlun Sect, really didn't intend to take on the great task of rebuilding the Kunlun Sect … This kind of laborious and very troublesome thing was better left to Old Daoist Qingxu himself.
What Qin Fang needed to do was to heal Old Daoist Qingxu's injuries!
"Qin Fang, really?
Can the leader really be saved? "
Jian Qingfeng and the others were immediately overjoyed. They asked in disbelief … Now that the Kunlun Sect had fallen to this point, every disciple was very precious, not to mention Old Daoist Qingxu, the leader.
"Of course!"
Qin Fang gave a very definite answer with a smile.
Jian Qingfeng and the others were overjoyed. Even Old Daoist Qingxu himself looked at Qin Fang in great astonishment … To be honest, he felt that he was almost at the end of his life. The reason why he could still hold on until now was that he still had some last words to say.
"Master, take this medicinal pill first to stabilize your injuries … Later, I'll heal your injuries completely!"
Qin Fang took out a medicinal pill from the prop case and stuffed it into Old Daoist Qingxu's mouth. At the same time, he added a sentence.
"This is …"
Among the big schools in the Wulin world, only the Kunlun Sect had some achievements in the art of medicine making. Even though Old Daoist Qingxu was not an expert in medicine making, he was also very good at appraising. As soon as this medicinal pill appeared, he knew that its grade was not low.
That refreshing medicinal fragrance seemed to be able to ease his internal injuries just by smelling it!
"Eat it first and talk later …"
Qin Fang did not say too much. He directly stuffed this precious medicinal pill into Old Daoist Qingxu's mouth then took out some 10,000-year old stalactite milk to replenish Old Daoist Qingxu's missing life force!
The life force of a Supreme-Level expert was exceptionally strong and his lifespan was also very long. It was not a problem for him to live for 150 years … Now Old Daoist Qingxu was only 70 or 80 years old. There were still several decades before his weak period.
If this time he had not forcibly burned his life force to activate his legendary divine weapon, his injuries would not have been so bad …
To save Old Daoist Qingxu's life, replenishing his missing life force was naturally the most important thing. Healing his injuries took a back seat … The 10,000-year old stalactite milk was a good medicine to prolong life. Even though it could not completely replenish his missing life force, with the help of Qin Fang's precious medicinal pill, there was no problem at all.
As soon as the medicinal pill entered Old Daoist Qingxu's mouth, the 10,000-year old stalactite milk fused with his body …
After Old Daoist Qingxu entered a meditative state to regulate his breathing for a short period of time, it was obvious that his complexion was much better than before … Especially his pale face, there was a bit more color now.
"Whew ~ ~"
Only now did Old Daoist Qingxu let out a long sigh of relief.
"Whew ~ ~"
Seeing Old Daoist Qingxu's aura gradually stabilized, Qin Fang could finally let out a sigh of relief. Although he said it in a relaxed manner, in fact he did not have much confidence in his heart.