The Sixth Spiritual Vein

The terrified Nannan, who had been covering her head, slowly opened her eyes. Seeing Shangguan Qianqian's arm bleeding, the little girl was stunned.

Sister Qianqian...

The sharp water arrow had wounded Shangguan Qianqian's arm.

Bright red blood dripped from her jade-like arm onto the floor, like a red rose blooming.

Shangguan Qianqian's expression remained cool and detached.

Her beautiful eyes calmly fixed on Murong Qinghong, her graceful figure already shielding Nannan.

The power of the water arrow was something even she couldn't withstand, let alone a four or five-year-old child.

She couldn't stand by and watch an innocent, lively child die before her eyes.

Murong Qinghong stared coldly at Shangguan Qianqian, gritting her teeth: "You were never under control from the start, hiding your true self quite deeply!"

Shangguan Qianqian didn't speak, her eyes glinting coldly.

She knew this madwoman wouldn't kill her.

The reason she had been controlled and forced to cultivate in the first place was because Murong Qinghong coveted her body, intending to seize it for herself.

"Guards!"

Murong Qinghong's voice was icy.

Whoosh!

A group of female soldiers in golden armor rushed into the hall, surrounding Shangguan Qianqian.

"What, what are you doing!"

Nannan, terrified, clung to Shangguan Qianqian, tears welling in her eyes: "Don't you dare bully Sister Qianqian!"

"You worthless brat!"

Murong Qinghong, enraged, grabbed Nannan's arm and raised her hand to slap the child's face.

But seeing the child's tender yet stubborn gaze, her hand hesitated and didn't fall.

Taking a long breath, Murong Qinghong said coldly: "Take Shangguan Qianqian away!"

"Yes!"

The female guards chorused in response.

"Master, you can't treat Sister Qianqian like this!"

Nannan was also forcibly led away by a female guard.

The room fell silent again, with only Murong Qinghong sitting slumped in an armchair, her slender fingers gently pressing against her forehead.

Now, what's done is done.

Whether she was willing or not, that bull-headed man was going to become her husband.

Although the very thought of that ugly bull-head made Murong Qinghong want to vomit, she had to admit, he was indeed an excellent candidate!

Powerful, physically outstanding, and his spiritual power level was quite remarkable.

"Greetings, Palace Master!"

Xu Kang's voice came from outside.

Murong Qinghong opened her eyes, her gaze regaining its usual noble coldness: "Enter."

Xu Kang slowly entered and said solemnly: "Palace Master, based on the current situation, it's highly likely that Shangguan Qianqian is connected to Night Emperor An Yi."

"Night Emperor An Yi?"

Murong Qinghong's eyes turned cold.

She remembered that person clearly!

The one who single-handedly annihilated the five sects of the Heavenly Demon Sect. Probably few in the entire immortal realm didn't know of him.

"What's the basis for this?" Murong Qinghong questioned gravely.

Xu Kang said in a low voice: "The divination of the Witch Immortal! It indicates a connection between Shangguan Qianqian and An Yi."

"Hah, why should I fear a mere An Yi from the Asura Sect."

Murong Qinghong said coldly.

"Does the Palace Master know why An Yi, who is not inherently bloodthirsty, slaughtered the five sects including the Heavenly Demon Sect?" Xu Kang asked seriously.

Murong Qinghong's gaze swept over to him.

She certainly didn't think An Yi was any kind of good person, capable of such a horrific act as massacring entire sects.

Xu Kang didn't beat around the bush, stating directly: "Because they were trying to harm a girl named Shen Muxuan."

Hearing this, Murong Qinghong's gaze sharpened.

Huang City.

In the tavern.

An Yi carefully opened the box. Inside, a glowing spiritual energy sphere shimmered with a faint jade-green light—exactly the color Wang Yuan liked!

This was the reward from the marriage contest.

Spiritual Energy Origin. This item was priceless and hard to come by, a rare treasure even for the Heavenly Palace.

"Wood Spirit Origin, a good thing."

Playing with the glowing sphere in his hand, An Yi didn't hesitate and prepared to absorb it right away.

Just then, the system's voice rang out.

Ding! In recognition of the host's outstanding recent performance, reward: 【Wood Spirit Origin】×1!

An Yi was furious: "Fck your mother!"

This damn system was getting more and more shameless!

Trying to show off, huh?

An Yi held the Wood Spirit Origin light sphere and began to absorb it. An indescribable feeling slowly flowed into every part of his body.

Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining 【Wood Element Spiritual Vein】!

Following the system's prompt.

An Yi finally mastered the Wood Element Spiritual Vein.

After acquiring the Wood Element Spiritual Vein, the change was quite significant. He felt that his speed of absorbing spiritual energy from the outside world seemed to have increased a notch!

The change was obvious!

Noticing this change, An Yi was slightly taken aback.

When he obtained the Water Spirit Vein, he had a feeling that the conversion of external spiritual energy had sped up. He thought it was an illusion back then, but now it seemed it was related to the spiritual veins!

Currently, he originally possessed the Dark Spirit Vein. Adding to that, the ones he obtained later: Fire Spirit Vein, Thunder Spirit Vein, Wind Spirit Vein, Water Spirit Vein, and now Wood Spirit Vein!

Now, he possessed six major spiritual veins!

Between heaven and earth, nine elemental spiritual energies are scattered: Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, Wind, Thunder, Light, and Dark.

If one possesses a Dark Spirit Vein, they can only refine the Dark spiritual energy from the world; a Fire Spirit Vein only allows refining Fire spiritual energy.

But An Yi, simultaneously possessing six types of spiritual veins, meant he could refine all six spiritual energies from the world: Dark, Fire, Thunder, Wind, Water, and Wood!

Therefore, his cultivation speed was six times that of an ordinary spiritual practitioner!

In the Ancient Continent.

For an ordinary spiritual practitioner, going from Body Tempering to Qi Refining stage takes at least five years, up to ten years.

Progressing from Qi Refining stage to Spirit Gathering stage requires even more time and effort, with many spiritual practitioners stuck at this threshold their entire lives, never able to break through.

Thinking of this, An Yi couldn't help but ponder.

He was at six times the speed!

Yet that poker-faced Lin Chen was still ahead of him, already at late Qi Refining stage!

Now, An Yi increasingly suspected, what kind of cheat was that guy using!

Tap tap!

A light knocking sound came at the door.

"Boss, there's an old man looking for you!"

Han Liang called out: "It's that old man named Xu from the marriage contest."

"So late at night, looking for your grandpa?!"

Upon hearing this, An Yi put on the demon mask, transforming back into the bull-headed man's appearance, and pushed open the door: "Coming!"

Xu Kang was already waiting outside, saying respectfully: "Lord Bull-head Chen, the Palace Master is waiting at the Heavenly Palace. Please follow this old man."

Hearing this, An Yi was slightly puzzled.

In the middle of the night, looking for him for what! Couldn't she pick a more reasonable time?

No, perhaps she's lonely!

Understanding the possible reason, An Yi laughed heartily: "Hurry up, old man, take me to see that woman! I have a family secret skill, specially for relieving itch and quenching thirst!"

Xu Kang had black lines on his forehead, forcing a smile: "Please, follow me!"

Downstairs from the tavern, a luxurious carriage was already waiting.

It was pulled by a tall and majestic horned horse.

Watching An Yi get into the carriage, Xu Kang's mouth curled into a cold smile.

This guy, doesn't even know death is upon him!

After An Yi left.

At that moment, a muscular man carrying a large knife arrived in front of the tavern, grinning widely.

"That's right, the Boss is here! Brother Bai, we've arrived!"

Saying this, he dragged the young man sleeping behind him with one hand and strode boldly into the tavern.