The queen ant clearly got intelligence as it focused on Qin Mo as soon as it appeared. Out of everyone, Qin Mo gave it the greatest pressure.
When it saw how Lin Zizheng was approaching it, it flapped its wings slightly. Then as it cracked its mouth open, a deep dark liquid gushed out of its mouth and sprayed towards Lin Zizheng.
Seeing the venom, Lin Zizheng showed no signs of panic on his face. With a wave of his right hand, a long spear appeared from thin air.
The spear was over two meters long with a fully black handle. Under the sunlight, a faint golden light glinted. The tip was silvery white, looking strangely sharp.
With a light flick of his spear, the venom that was shot straight at him was dissipated in mid-air. The tip of the spear remained bright as ever.
The queen ant was taken aback, clearly not expecting that this puny ant could cancel its venom attack. Now feeling annoyed, it flapped its wings before diving towards Lin Zizheng, aiming to use its upper jaw to suck him dry.
Lin Zizheng narrowed his eyes as he watched the queen ant’s attack. He henched slowly and met the queen ant’s incoming blow.
In the backline, Qin Mo furrowed his brow, and he unconsciously picked up his feet forward, but only to stop again. He didn’t expect Lin Zizheng to be this impulsive, confronting the queen ant head on.
The speed of both parties was very fast, however, before they clashed with each other, Lin Zizheng’s figure suddenly faded right in front of the queen ant. No one managed to catch how he moved, as if he appeared behind the queen ant through means of teleportation.
No longer the usual gentle smile, Lin Zizheng’s face was serious as he raised his long spear up high.
The spear plunged downward and happened to jab perfectly into the gap between the queen ant’s head and body. Before the queen ant could react, it felt a sharp pain in its neck, making its wings flap harder and creating a gale that swept everything around it.
No matter how much the queen ant struggled, Lin Zizheng didn’t lose his grip on his long spear and thrust it deeper into its neck, pinning the queen ant to the ground.
The neck part was already the queen ant’s weak spot, so after struggling against the ground for a moment, the queen ant’s movements gradually decreased its frequency. In the end, the struggle stopped completely, and there was no more sound of breathing.
Lin Zizheng offhandedly summoned an orange flame and threw it onto the carcass of the queen ant. In just a moment, the queen ant, who had just been displaying its might, ceased to exist in this world. Only after he saw the black ashes on the ground, he took back his long spear.
The disciples were dumbfounded from the fight. None of them expected that the queen ant in the Foundation Building would be taken care of by Lin Zizheng so easily. While feeling shocked by the absurdity of the situation, the way they looked at the youth also changed. No wonder the Senior Martial Brother regarded him as important, it turned out that he was this capable.
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“Let’s go.” Qin Mo caressed the little fox on his shoulder and said to the disciples behind him.
Noticing the little fox, he was surprised. It seemed that the little fox had disappeared when the giant ants first made their appearance. Now that their enemies were gone, the little fox was back. Was his spirit pet a cowardly fellow that feared death? Thinking of this with a frown.
As if it had guessed what Qin Mo was thinking, the little fox around his shoulder rolled its eyes, opened its mouth slightly and dropped a mouthful of purple spirit grass into his hand.
Checking the spirit grass in his hand, the confusion in his eyes flickered. He couldn’t identify this spirit grass, and also didn’t understand what the little fox was trying to tell him.
A disciple on the side caught a glimpse of the spirit grass in Qin Mo’s hand. Once he saw it more clearly, he exclaimed, “Oh, I can’t believe it; it’s roaming grass.”
“Hmm?” Qin Mo was somewhat puzzled, having never heard of this spirit grass before.
“I only knew it from reading Shifu’s collection of ancient books. The roaming grass has no effect on cultivators. To us, they are essentially no different to wild grass. However, it has a characteristic that can attract giant forest ants, so generally, the grass is often picked clean. But I specifically remember that roaming grass only grows on cliffs, how could it be here of all places?” After sharing his knowledge, the disciple showed a confused look.
Upon hearing this explanation, Qin Mo furrowed his brow even tighter. The invitation letter was indeed as strange as his Master had said. Although he had read the original work, he couldn’t remember all the little details in the plot clearly. Peeking a glance at Lin Zizheng beside him, he thought that they shouldn’t encounter anything major if they had the protagonist with them.
Thinking of this, he slightly rotated his wrist and stored the roaming grass into his cosmic bag. He then took out the Cloud Boat and prepared to take the disciples out of here.
“The fellow cultivator ahead, wait! Please wait!” Before they could board the Cloud Boat, they heard anxious cries from behind them. They turned around and saw a cultivator wearing an earth-colored robe, who was struggling his way towards them.
As he approached, everyone was able to see his appearance clearly. He was wearing the outer coat of the Zhengyang Sect but looking in a very sorry state. His clothes were torn, his hair was disarray, and decorated with many wounds. It looked as if he had gone through a rough battle.
At the sight of his appearance and thinking back about the fierce battle they had just encountered; the Yueqing Sect disciples felt a sense of empathy for him.
When the hurted cultivator saw that everyone’s attention was focused on him, he showed a look of discomfort and said nervously, “I’m a disciple of the Zhengyang Sect, and my group came here for training. None of us expected to encounter giant jungle ants and all of my companions had perished here.”
He showed a sorrowful look when he mentioned his loss, then he slowed a resentful expression. He clenched his hands and continued slowly, “I was lucky to escape with my life, and now I need to hurry back to my sect. May you all please take me with you?” As he spoke, his gaze turned to Qin Mo with a hint of tension in his eyes.
The Yueqing Sect disciple felt sympathy for the request and looked at Qin Mo with a burning gaze.
Being stared at by so many people, Qin Mo felt slightly ill-at-ease and turned his head, glanced at the cultivator in front and nodded.
The cultivator introduced himself as Shi Ying, a direct disciple of an elder at the Zhengyang Sect. He seemed very sociable and soon, he befriended many disciples.
During the conversation and laughter with other disciples, Shi Ying took a look at Qin Mo, who was standing quietly aside. With a shy smile, he took out a light blue spirit fruit from his cosmic bag and handed it to Qin Mo.
Glancing at Shi Ying’s beaming face, Qin Mo gave his thanks and took the spirit fruit. However, he only held it in his hand instead of taking a bite immediately. Since he had always been a strictly private person, unless necessary, he didn’t like to eat in front of others.
Receiving a response like this, the light in Shi Ying’s eyes flickered as he urged, “Qin Mo Shixiong, the taste of this spirit fruit is very good, and it could also improve a cultivator’s spiritual energy. Why don’t you have a taste?”
Qin Mo clenched the spirit fruit in his hand slightly. Why did it feel as if Shi Ying seemed extremely eager for him to eat this thing? As he wondered, he nodded while making an affirmative sound, then moved the fruit towards his lips, also keeping tab on Shi Ying out of the corner of his eyes.
As expected, when he saw that Qin Mo was ready to eat this spirit fruit, Shi Ying’s emotion could no longer be concealed, as there was a hint of mockery on his smile.
At the moment the spirit fruit was about to touch his lips, Qin Mo twirled his wrist slightly, and the spirit fruit in his hand vanished. Then, his eyes sharpened as he examined Shi Ying, asking, “Who are you really?”
Shi Ying’s smile froze on his face as he answered the question stiffly, “Qin Mo Shixiong, what are you saying? I’m Shi Ying.”
Qin Mo didn’t explain himself, only intensified the coldness on his face.
As if surprised by Qin Mo’s attitude, Shi Ying looked disappointed and murmured, “Qin Mo Shixiong…”
As he whispered, his expression suddenly made a sharp turn, looking very sinister. He spread out his hands and thrust his palms towards Qin Mo’s head, while saying in an ominous voice, “Feral palm, the Zhengyang Sect’s uninherited secret art, let’s see how you dodge this!”
Watching the palm covered with energy and momentum, Qin Mo’s face remained stoic. He gave a slight twist with smooth and slender hands and a faint light emanated from them, then with a simple upward motion, Shi Ying’s powerful blow was effectively stopped.
“Th-this is not possible; how could you be this strong?” Shi Ying’s hands were restrained, and now being unable to move a muscle at all, he showed a disbelief and horror expression when looking at Qin Mo.
Before, he was the one that left roaming grass, thinking those giant jungle ants would take care of more than half of the disciples of the Yueqing Sect. To his surprise, not only did they manage to escape this disaster, but even the final queen ant was easily solved by them.
So, he had to come up with a second plan, preparing to trick Qin Mo into eating the poisonous spirit fruit. However, Qin Mo saw through his lie. What made it even harder was even at the peak of Qi Refining, he couldn’t even touch the corner of Qin Mo’s clothes even with a sneak attack.
Now that they had reached this point, Shi Ying’s eyes were full of disappointment. It seemed that he had failed in his mission to intercept and kill the Yueqing Sect’s disciples.
The disciples next to Shi Ying noticed what was going on during the attack. Seeing that this cultivator dared to make his move on their Senior Martial Brother, they became furious and glared at him, eager to make a meal out of him.
“Who sent you here?” Qin Mo asked coldly while frowning.
“Haha, you guys are done. Our Zhengyang Sect will definitely become the number one sect in the Blue Sky Realm!” As he said this, Shi Ying burst into laughter, his tone appearing extremely arrogant.
As soon as he made this statement, the Yueqing Sect’s disciples were in an uproar. The Zhengyang Sect is also one of the three major sects in the Blue Sky Realm, but what they mainly focus on was building their body. In simple terms, their limbs are well-developed, but their brains leave much to desire, and their sect’s reputation has always been very good.
With Shi Ying’s laughter, black blood began to drip out from the corners of his lips. In just a moment, his head tilted to one side, and he ceased to breathe.
Lin Zizheng, who had been grim-faced since Shi Ying’s attack on Qin Mo, walked up and checked Shi Ying’s condition, announcing, “He’s dead.”
Qin Mo’s pupils dilated, not expecting the person to commit suicide with poison. With that, their only clue was gone. As for the statement on Zhengyang Sect he gave at the end, he didn’t buy it at all.
Releasing his hold on Shi Ying’s hands, Qin Mo coldly instructed the disciples to take care of this corpse, while accelerating the Cloud Boat, preparing to reach the Zhengyang Sect as soon as possible to find out the truth of the matter.
While the disciples on the Cloud Boat couldn’t resist discussing and speculating whether what Shi Ying said was true. Since Shi Ying was wearing the Zhengyang Sect’s robe and used a secret art taught to a selected few, it was hard for people to doubt his identity as the Zhengyang Sect’s disciple.
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Teo: Well, that’s the last of the chapter that I have to translate from scratch. The rest are chapters that I need to revise, which is not much better since the numbers of mistakes and mistranslations I made orz.
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