Top-level Qi Luck: Leading My Clan to Cultivate

However, Lin Tianming had already activated the Great Sun Sword Qi Art, unleashing the sword qi he had nurtured within his body for over two years.

At this moment, the silver-white sword qi, like a meteor, tore through the void. The powerful momentum completely stirred up the heavens and the earth.

The black-robed man was extremely terrified and tried to flee, but the speed of the silver-white sword qi was too fast for him to escape.

Under his desperate gaze, the silver-white sword qi came crashing down.

"Ah..." a horribly miserable voice sounded.

The black-robed man was hit by the silver-white sword qi and his body fell straight from the sky, ultimately landing in the marsh.

Looking around, the black-robed man's head and body were separated, the fresh blood dyeing the surrounding mud red. The dense and numerous wounds on his body were a ghastly sight to behold.

Furthermore, the black-robed man lay motionless, clearly having no breath of life left.

At this time, the operation of the Earth Fiend Sword Formation ceased, and the black fog of the Thousand Beast Banner re-entered the banner itself, both falling to the ground.

Lin Tianming also fell from the sky, crashing heavily onto a small hillock.

He lay in a pit, with his insides churning like turbulent waters, continuously spitting out blood from his mouth, his chest clothing already soaked red.

His condition seemed very poor.

Unbeknownst to others, after a series of fierce battles, he had activated countless amounts of sword qi and numerous talisman papers. The spiritual power inside his body was long exhausted, even surpassing his limits.

Looking at the dead black-robed man, Lin Tianming struggled to get up, shakily walking over to the heavily injured black-robed man.

Even with no spiritual power left in his body, his strong physique allowed him to summon all his strength to deliver a punch that ended the black-robed man's life.

Then, with several coughs of essence blood, Lin Tianming's eyes rolled back, and he fell to the ground and fell into a deep sleep.

At this time, not too far away, Qin Xi, with a pale face, disregarded her own injuries and ran over.

Seeing Lin Tianming unconscious with his chest still heaving, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She quickly took out a few elixirs and fed them to Lin Tianming, then made sure he was settled.

After doing all this, Qin Xi hurriedly got up and began to clear the battlefield.

Half an hour later.

Qin Xi, holding the unconscious Lin Tianming, sat on the back of the Purple Gold Eagle, flying toward the west.

Two days later.

Shuirou Mountain Range, within a canyon densely covered in forests.

Qin Xi, who had left the battlefield, did not dare to stay in the Jinping Mountain Range any longer.

After all, according to Xu Haiqiao, a Golden Core Cultivator had led a team, and several Foundation Establishment Cultivators as accomplices, almost wiped out the Xu Family without a trace.

She feared staying near the scene might lead to encounters with companions of the black-robed cultivators, risking another crisis.

Therefore, with the Purple Gold Eagle hastening the journey, she traveled non-stop, fearing any trouble.

Thankfully, after two days, she was able to exit the Jinping Mountain Range with Lin Tianming and finally arrived here.

At this moment, inside a simple cave dwelling.

Lin Tianming lay on a stone bed, his facial complexion seemed much better.

At this time, Qin Xi sat beside Lin Tianming, her beautiful eyes fixed on his sleeping figure, lost in her memories.

Recalling how she had been injured by the black-robed man and Lin Tianming's angry demeanor, she couldn't help but show a sweet smile.

She was fully aware that Lin Tianming had been in a desperate situation himself, with no capacity to care for her.

Yet, despite that, his angry expression upon seeing her wounded and his frenzied attack deeply moved her heart.

The care Lin Tianming had provided her over the past two years allowed her to experience an unprecedented sense of family.

More importantly, she had developed a fondness for the exceptionally talented Lin Tianming.

Now, having gone through life and death together, she unconsciously harbored an indefinable sentiment toward Lin Tianming.

"Cough cough..." A few coughs interrupted her reverie.

She looked down and saw Lin Tianming staring at her with wide eyes, his face slightly flushed, not knowing how long he had been watching.

Seeing this, Qin Xi's heart fluttered, her face quickly blushing to her neck, and she hastily turned her head away.

But Lin Tianming pulled her down in one move. Qin Xi, caught off guard, found herself tightly embraced in his arms.

"Er...uh!"

Instinctively, Qin Xi began to struggle by twisting her body.

Lin Tianming held her even tighter, intensifying his grip with no intention of letting go.

After some time passed, Qin Xi's movements ceased.

Lin Tianming lowered his head to see Qin Xi also holding his neck, her head buried in his chest.

At that moment, as Lin Tianming inhaled the scent from Qin Xi's hair and felt a certain sensation from his chest, his blood surged throughout his body.

Feeling the change in Lin Tianming's body, Qin Xi's face turned even redder.

Lin Tianming, acutely aware of the changes in his body, unpredictably lowered his head and committed a rash act.

"Mmm..."

In that moment, Qin Xi's mind went blank, as if she had forgotten everything.

And so, the two embraced each other, pressing close without any further actions.

After the time it takes to brew a cup of tea passed.

They both sat up, asking simultaneously, "Are you alright? Is your wound still serious?"

"It's just some injuries and a bit of overexertion. Nothing of major concern!"

It was as if they had a telepathic connection, their questions and answers echoing each other perfectly.