Top-level Qi Luck: Leading My Clan to Cultivate

At this moment, Lin Tianming took the initiative to break the awkward silence and opened his mouth to speak, "Fairy Qin, may I invite you to return with me to my family to meet my parents and all the elders?"

"This... this?"

Qin Xi was at a loss for words, seemingly hesitant.

Seeing this, Lin Tianming thought that Qin Xi did not understand his intention and hastily began to explain.

"Fairy Qin, I fell for you at first sight and wish to take you as my Dao companion to pursue the Dao of eternal life together!"

As soon as these straightforward words were uttered, Qin Xi's face flushed red, and her heart began to thump wildly.

"Would you be willing?" Lin Tianming pressed on.

"Mm-hmm..."

Qin Xi turned her back to Lin Tianming, and then nodded her head slightly, like a pecking chicken.

"Haha... Fairy Qin has agreed!"

Lin Tianming's expression was one of excitement, and he could not help but burst into laughter.

"Hmph!" Qin Xi uttered a pretend huff of annoyance.

Seeing her like this, Lin Tianming was utterly baffled, not understanding why the girl before him was angry.

"Fairy Qin?"

Lin Tianming took Qin Xi's hand, shaking her fragrant shoulders in an attempt to please her.

"Hmph... still calling me Fairy Qin?"

Qin Xi punched his chest with her fists, feigning anger as she spoke.

Hearing this, Lin Tianming finally realized and quickly called out, "My Lady!"

At the sound of these words, Qin Xi's face grew even redder, looking very much like a bright red apple.

"Tian Ming, we haven't yet met your parents, nor have we had our wedding night; it's probably too soon to call me your lady."

"Better to call me Xi'er!"

Hearing this, Lin Tianming nodded, thinking to himself that indeed calling her 'my lady' was premature.

After all, Qin Xi was a woman who surely was more shy and reserved.

Even though they were cultivators, and worldly customs could no longer bind them, the appropriate ceremonies were still necessary.

Otherwise, it would be too hasty and not show her due respect.

Thinking this, Lin Tianming excitedly called out, "Xi'er!"

"Once we return to the family, I will inform my parents of this matter and ensure that you get a bustling wedding ceremony!"

"Mm-hmm, Tian Ming has it arranged then!"

After Qin Xi spoke, she moved into Lin Tianming's embrace, hugging him and, at the same time, tears can't help but seep from the corners of her eyes.

At that moment, her heart was filled with a mixture of emotions - happiness, relief, joy, and also some regrets.

Lin Tianming seemed to feel her emotions and gently held Qin Xi, patting her back with his broad palms softly.

After a while, both of their moods gradually calmed down and they parted from their deep embrace.

The two looked at each other and smiled, their faces filled with deep love.

At that point, Lin Tianming suddenly remembered something and began to ask about what had happened after he had fainted.

Hearing the question, Qin Xi began to speak, explaining all the subsequent events one by one.

In a short while, after listening to Qin Xi's explanation, Lin Tianming finally understood what had happened after he had lost consciousness.

Back then, he had expended too much energy; although he had not been severely injured, the spiritual power inside his body was utterly drained, squeezing out every last bit of his strength.

In a rush, he managed to kill two black-robed cultivators, but his body couldn't take it anymore, resulting in his fainting.

Qin Xi had also cleaned up the battlefield, collecting all the spoils of war, and did not forget to erase the traces of battle.

Afterward, they were carried by the Purple Gold Eagle towards the west, up to the Shuirou Mountain Range, where they found this place to serve as a temporary cave abode, allowing him to recuperate properly.

And he had slept for a full three days.

As for Qin Xi's decisions, Lin Tianming approved of them; after all, there were still companions of the black-robed men, including a Golden Core Cultivator leading them, and it was predictable that Xu Haiqiao would seek refuge from Zhenyang Sect in the north.

Therefore, they could not continue southward, nor could they return the way they came; the best strategy was to detour to the west.

And indeed, this move was the right one.

At the very least, over the past few days, it had all been smooth sailing, without encountering other Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

Realizing this, Lin Tianming couldn't help but burst into praise, "Xi'er's decision-making is truly wise, so completely different from mine!"

"Ming always says the nicest things!" Qin Xi smiled.

Following that, Qin Xi took out quite a few storage bags, more than a dozen in total.

She handed the storage bags to Lin Tianming, then said, "Ming, these storage bags belong to two black-robed men and Xu Haiqiao. Take a quick look!"

Hearing this, Lin Tianming recognized from the remaining aura and the intact Consciousness Imprints on the storage bags that Qin Xi hadn't touched them.

He was deeply moved by Qin Xi's gesture.

After all, this was the wealth and assets of Late Foundation Establishment Cultivators, including some treasures from the Xu Haiqiao family.

Such an abundance of treasures was likely to constitute a fortune of astronomical value.

And faced with so many treasures, she did not hesitate to present them, nor did she leave him behind.

Clearly, Qin Xi had given everything she had to him.

His own investment had indeed paid off, as he had chosen the right person, and he had received the rewards he deserved.

Considering these things, Lin Tianming chuckled, not bothering to be modest, and directly took the storage bags.

He then picked up a storage bag, whose lingering aura indicated it belonged to the first black-robed Cultivator he had severely injured.

Excited, he hastily extended his Divine Sense and wiped off the remaining trace of it on the bag.

Soon, the storage bag was rendered ownerless.

With a sweep of his Divine Sense, the contents of the bag appeared in his mind.

He hadn't thought much to look, but having done so, even the usually composed him couldn't help but take a sharp breath.

The personal wealth of the first black-robed man was incredibly substantial!

Just this storage bag alone contained tens of thousands of Spirit Stones, numerous Spiritual Medicine Materials and Artifact Refining Materials, as well as some common elixirs.

However, most of the items were ordinary, like some consumable treasures which had almost all been used up in the fierce battle, leaving hardly any behind.

After inspecting this bag, he promptly took out the second black-robed man's storage bag and skillfully erased the remaining Divine Sense on it.

Upon his inspection, the wealth in this storage bag proved even more astonishing.

After all, that man was at the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment, so his wealth was certainly richer than his brother's.

Indeed, it was so.

This storage bag alone had nearly a hundred thousand Spirit Stones, plenty of commonly used Spiritual Medicine and elixirs, two volumes of insights on Artifact Refining for Second Grade Refiners, and eight Second Order Magical Artifacts.

Among them, there were two Second Order Mid-tier Attack Magical Artifacts and three Second Order Low Grade Attack Artifacts, and even a Second Order Low Grade Defense Artifact.

From the aura emanating from these Second Order Magical Artifacts, they seemed to be of average quality.

However, the sheer quantity made their cumulative value simply unimaginable.

Besides that, the myriad of Artifact Refining Materials and Demonic Beast Materials in the bag were dazzling, with nearly a hundred types of First and Second Order materials.

There were several types of Third Order Spiritual Ores too, each of a not insubstantial value and quantity.

From the looks of it, this black-robed man at Foundation Establishment Great Perfection was at least a Second Grade Medium Quality Artifact Refiner.

And the value of the treasures in just this storage bag alone, accumulated, was worth at least several hundred thousand.

And that didn't even include the remaining unexamined storage bags.

If each bag's worth could reach half of this one's, the total wealth of these two individuals would probably not be much less than the entire Lin Family's fortune.

Thinking of these things, Lin Tianming was overjoyed, his excitement reaching a boiling point.

Although he had used all his tricks in this battle, using up two Spirit Detonation Beads and even his trump card, the Fake Golden Core Talisman, and expending the Sword Qi he had nurtured for over two years.

Yet, the value of the wealth in just these two storage bags exceeded the value of the treasures he had spent by several times over.

"Indeed, risk and opportunity coexist!"

"If I hadn't taken this risk and fought so hard, how could I have reaped such rich rewards?" thought Lin Tianming to himself.

Collecting his thoughts, he then turned his attention to the remaining storage bags, his expression one of burning eagerness.

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