Puzzled

"Is there anything else?" Qin Yuan asked with a smile, happily putting away the Medicinal Pill. He could not wait to discuss the usage of these Medicinal Pills with the Elders.

He believed that if he brought out these Medicinal Pills, the Elders would certainly be so shocked that their jaws would drop.

Qin Ming took out several bottles of perfect spirit gathering pill and handed them to his father.

"Father, if you take the fourth-grade spirit refining pill, you will likely reach the Peak of the Martial Ancestor Realm very quickly. This is a fifth-grade spirit gathering pill, for your Breakthrough and cultivation."

"Good." Qin Yuan happily accepted the Medicinal Pill. He could tell that Qin Ming had plenty of Medicinal Pills and did not take them seriously at all.

…

Ever since he had arranged everything, Qin Ming began to Cultivate with single-minded focus.

The Evil Young Master and the Saint Lord had completely hidden themselves and had no intention of coming out to fight. It was impossible for him to search the whole world.

Doing so would be a waste of both time and energy.

It would be better to spend his time on cultivation. He believed that as long as he reached the Martial Venerable Realm, no matter where they hid, they would be doomed.

Spring turned to autumn, time flew like a shuttle, and three months passed.

In the Cultivation Chamber at the very center of the Secret Realm, a Young Man was sitting cross-legged on a cushion.

Throughout the Cultivation Chamber, Spiritual Qi surged rapidly toward Qin Ming, rushing like the sea.

There were beads of sweat on his forehead, his complexion alternated between red and white, and occasionally a slight trembling sound could be heard.

"Finally, the fifth cycle. Five more to go." Qin Ming wiped the sweat from his forehead and sighed inwardly.

Three months had passed, and all the Feather Transformation Sect Disciples had already reached the Martial Spirit Realm.

Even his father had broken through to become a Martial Spirit two days ago. As a Martial Emperor in his past life, his current actual cultivation was only at the Martial Spirit Realm.

"It is simply too slow." After sighing, a smile appeared on Qin Ming's face again.

"However, although the speed of cultivation is a bit slow, my strength is genuinely improving. If I were to encounter the Evil Young Master and the Saint Lord like last time, I would absolutely not let them escape again."

In three months, the Disciples had long since dispersed, each busy with their own affairs, and the Shadow had resumed operations.

The current Shadow was much more cautious than before.

However, they had not found any news of the Scorpion Faction. The Scorpion Faction was truly too good at hiding.

At this moment, footsteps were heard outside Qin Ming's door, followed by a violent knocking.

"Come in." Qin Ming said immediately.

Jue Wuya pushed the door open and walked in, saying: "Qin Ming, thirteen of our Strongholds have been destroyed, over two hundred members of the Shadow have died, and two Direct Line Disciples have died."

"What?" Qin Ming stood up, his expression ugly. "What is going on? The Shadow is already so careful; how could they still be discovered?"

The Shadow was generally not responsible for frontline intelligence gathering now, so how could they still be tracked down?

Jue Wuya shook his head. His expression was also very grim; he simply could not figure out why the members of the Shadow were being caught and killed.

You must know that even he himself, while knowing the specific cities where they were located, could not detect the exact position of the Disciples and could only contact them using secret codes.

All the Shadow personnel had taken the perfect quality divine form pill. This kind of Medicinal Pill could not only change their appearance but could also change their aura.

The Direct Line Disciples also practiced the Heaven Grade Cultivation Technique, which inherently had the function of concealing their aura. How could they be easily found?

He was completely puzzled.

Qin Ming stood up and paced back and forth in the room; he really could not figure out how these two Disciples had been discovered.