The Saint Lord of Southern Xinjiang left the villa with satisfaction, taking the soul branding method with him.
"Yang Qi, you are too reckless. You told the Southern Frontier Saint about the insect beast. If he really cultivates the Golden Cicada to the Martial Master level at all costs, we will be in trouble." Looking at the departing Southern Frontier Saint, Long Yun said.
"Don't worry, he won't." Yang Qi said lightly.
"In this kind of situation, we should be prepared for the worst." Long Yun frowned slightly.
"Even if he really does it, he won't be able to succeed." Yang Qi smiled indifferently.
It's not that he looked down on the Southern Frontier Holy Land. In this late martial arts era, it is simply a pipe dream for the Southern Frontier Holy Land to cultivate insect beasts at the martial arts master level.
From the four-winged cicada to the six-winged cicada, even if Shen Yuxuan cultivated it at all costs, it took more than half a year and consumed hundreds of Peiyuan pills. This was only to cultivate the six-winged cicada. If it was to cultivate the eight-winged cicada, it would require more Peiyuan pills and take longer. Even if Shen Yuxuan used Peiyuan pills as snacks to feed the cicada, it would not be successful without several years. As for cultivating to Wuzong, the effect of Peiyuan pills was already very weak. It was unknown how many years it would take and how many Peiyuan pills would be needed to cultivate it alone.
Low-level insect beasts are simply unable to cultivate on their own and can only evolve by constantly devouring resources. As for the Eight-Winged Golden Cicada, the best way to evolve to the Martial Master level is to devour the corpses of insect beasts or monsters.
Even Yang Qi was not sure that he could cultivate the insect beast to the Martial Sect level with the Peiyuan Pill, let alone the Southern Xinjiang Holy Land. These low-level cultivation resources were of little help to the insect beast in breaking through to the Martial Sect level.
"No wonder you're not worried at all." Hearing Yang Qi say this, Long Yun seemed to understand something and couldn't help laughing.
Seeing the smile on Long Yun's face, Yang Qi knew that Long Yun had misunderstood his meaning, thinking that he was trying to plot against the Saint Lord of Southern Xinjiang. In fact, even if he didn't tell the Saint Lord of Southern Xinjiang, after the Saint Lord of Southern Xinjiang imprinted the soul mark on the Eight-winged Golden Cicada, he would be able to realize that the insect beast would help his practice.
It was for this reason that Yang Qi chose to tell the Southern Frontier Saint Lord directly. In fact, from the fact that the Southern Frontier Saint Lord was willing to meet him, he knew that the Southern Frontier Saint Lord could not cultivate insect beasts at all costs. The Southern Frontier Saint Lord was willing to meet him, which showed that the other party was very yearning for the martial arts realm, and also cared a lot about the sect. Such people have a very firm heart for martial arts and are difficult to shake.
“Even if the Southern Border Holy Land really cultivates insect beasts at the martial arts master level, what can it change?” Yang Qi smiled slightly.
Long Yun was stunned, then nodded. Long Yi was close to being a three-star martial master, and Yang Qi had also entered the martial master realm. They had two martial masters on their side, so even if a martial master was born in the Southern Border Holy Land, the impact would not be as great as before. Moreover, the current Chinese cultivation world had to deal with the Holy See of Light, and the Long family was also happy to share some of the pressure with the increased strength of other holy lands.
"It's a pity that your cultivation experience is not suitable for our Long family, otherwise I would like to ask you for advice." Long Yun sighed. The Long family practitioners mainly rely on the blood power in their bodies, which is also the key to their ability to easily enter the martial arts sect. In comparison, normal cultivation methods are not as effective.
"Cultivation experience may be useless, but we can exchange combat experience." Yang Qi smiled slightly.
Long Yun's eyes lit up. Yang Qi's cultivation was not blood power, but his combat experience was great. Moreover, being able to learn from a martial arts master would be of great help to him. He was originally the chief's personal bodyguard. He usually stayed in the secular world and rarely returned to the clan once a year, let alone getting Long Yi's guidance.
Long Yun stayed in Qingzhou for two days before leaving. During these two days, he fought with Yang Qi many times and gained a lot. After all, a powerful martial arts master suppressed his cultivation and fought with him, completely guiding his battle.
This was also Yang Qi repaying a favor. Long Yun had helped him many times, and now that he had entered the Wu Sect, he naturally had to repay the favor.
As we enter February, the Spring Festival is quietly approaching.
After Liu Qian's work was finished, Yang Qi took the three daughters and Yang Si back to his hometown. Because of Liu Qian's special status, her family was very low-key during the Spring Festival.
After the Spring Festival, Yang Qi's life returned to normal. He distributed several golden cicadas to several women and his family. With the protection of the golden cicadas, he felt more at ease.
"How can I activate the energy inside?" Yang Qi looked at the black crystal in his hand and frowned slightly.
This black crystal was the crystal that was related to the opportunity left by Wu Shi. When Yang Qi broke through the Wu Zong level, he immediately checked the crystal. After entering the Wu Zong level, he could feel the energy in the black crystal and even activate it, but he could not stimulate the energy inside.
After entering Wuzong, Yang Qi thought he could see the origin of the black crystal, but he did not expect that even after entering Wuzong, he still could not activate the energy inside the black crystal.
"What kind of conditions are needed?" Yang Qi murmured.
Yang Qi still cares a lot about the opportunity related to the black crystal. This is at least an opportunity left by a powerful Martial King. Being able to become a Martial King, or even to open up an era in the cultivation world on Earth, is definitely not comparable to an ordinary Martial King.
With a sigh, Yang Qi put away the crystal in his hand and continued to practice.
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"Why are you here?" Zhao Yixin had just got off work when she saw Yang Qi waiting outside the airport and was stunned.
Although Yang Qi would come to pick her up occasionally, he spent most of his time practicing. In addition, he had to accompany the three girls, so Yang Qi also had to travel to several places.
"I know you got a promotion, so I came here today to celebrate with you." Yang Qi handed over a bouquet of roses and said with a smile.
"You are an old married couple, why are you still sending flowers to each other?" Zhao Yixin took the flowers and said with some anger.
"Giving flowers to my wife is of course the most appropriate thing to do." Yang Qi smiled and looked at Zhao Yixin with a sweet face. He understood that the other party was saying one thing and thinking another.
"Keep these words to your sister Xixi. I'm not that easily fooled." Zhao Yixin rolled her eyes at Yang Qi.
Zhao Yixin has been independent since she was young, and Shen Yuxuan controls a large company. Both of them are very independent. On the contrary, Liu Qian has been growing up under the care of Liu Li, and her mind is much simpler. Even though Yang Si is half a year old now, the two of them usually get along like lovers.
"I have reserved a seat in the restaurant. Let's go there first." Yang Qi hugged Zhao Yixin and walked towards the car nearby.
"Miss Zhao." At this moment, a sudden voice came.
Hearing this voice, Zhao Yixin couldn't help but frown. Not far away, she saw a middle-aged man driving a sports car walking towards Zhao Yixin with a bouquet of flowers in his hand.
"Wu Yue!" Looking at the person coming, Zhao Yixin's face looked a little ugly.
Yang Qi, who was standing by, also felt the hostility from the middle-aged man. Although the man was smiling, the contempt in his eyes was not concealed at all. (To be continued)