Night Without End

Chapter 1395 - 586: Qin... Millennium_2

The ancient castle built of Black Gold Stone was magnificent. Mr. Pei started inspecting his territory early in the morning, accompanied by twelve female Upright Ape Demons, exuding an impressive aura.

"You..." Although he was out of control, part of his memory and reason remained. Seeing an old friend arrive, he was shocked and opened his eyes wide.

Without saying a word, Qin Ming sent hundreds of golden silk rain flying over, piercing through his Spiritual Field for rapid purification, not wanting to be entangled by the enthusiastic Mr. Pei.

"I..." Mr. Pei awoke as if from a Big Dream, feeling as if a lifetime had passed.

Then, he felt a deep panic. What had he been doing all this time?

Was that still him? Around him every day were at least twelve female Upright Ape Demons. Was this truly a case of lacking something and subconsciously trying to compensate?

Qin Ming comforted him: "It’s nothing, just think of it as a Big Dream."

Pondering, Mr. Pei said, "Luckily, I didn’t commit any fundamental mistakes."

Even though he was surrounded by beauties, those Yi Clan girls were quite attractive, but he maintained his composure and never truly fell.

Bai Meng curled his lips, reawakening his big mouth trait, and said, "This is clearly a case of a young body sadly realizing that spring has gone, yet the flowers remain, and the arrival of people does not startle the birds."

Mr. Pei, having just regained his rationality, almost got into a scuffle with him on the spot.

"Now I understand why your lineage is cursed; if this mouth isn’t shut, it can’t be helped!"

No matter how calm he was, Mr. Pei found it hard to endure such a big mouth.

Then, Bai Meng received three consecutive hits.

Tang Yushang felt he spoke recklessly, spewing nonsense. Qin Ming thought he was getting ahead of himself, calling him Xiao Qin during the rescue. Mr. Pei took the opportunity to vent his frustration.

Soon after, Cheng Cheng was also rescued. His original smile disappeared, transferring to the other people’s faces, while he resumed his faint melancholy and worry.

"Run!"

After moving a bit further away, Qin Ming started rushing them away at an extraordinary speed.

Cheng Cheng was astonished and said, "Brother, your speed is off the charts, why is it so incredibly fast?"

"To rescue you, I borrowed a powerful artifact that significantly increased my speed, so hold onto me tightly!" Qin Ming calmly explained, as the four of them became like accessories to his body, with some holding firmly onto his arms and others clutching onto his legs.

Qin Ming pierced through the Night Fog, traversing the sky at an amazing speed.

Mr. Pei was also a bit dazed and said, "Without a Protective Light Screen, I couldn’t even open my eyes. These Fierce gusts of wind are too wild and intense, akin to a Grandmaster traveling!"

"Have you broken through?" Tang Yushang turned her head and saw his handsome and poised appearance, calm and confident, embodying Taoism, displaying powerful confidence.

Bai Meng’s spirit trembled, knowing well how strong Brother Ming originally was and how abnormal. With a breakthrough now, wouldn’t he become a true First Generation Grandmaster?

"Did you break through into the Fourth Realm?" Cheng Cheng asked, realizing that even though he was walking the most challenging Rebirth Road System, he had quickly caught up.

Mr. Pei tentatively asked, "Why does your Fourth Realm... seem much stronger than ours?"

He realized that Qin Ming was now unfathomable.

He had a strange illusion as if facing those ancient monsters on the Immortal Road.

Qin Ming maintained composure and nodded, "After the breakthrough, I gained a little insight."

Cheng Cheng felt a bit disillusioned and said, "How long have I been disconnected from the real world? How do I feel so far behind Brother Qin? Could it be that we’ve been in a state of decline in the Wild Immortal Realm for many years?"

Bai Meng wanted to say, "Accept reality, what you see is a Grandmaster, a Fifth Realm powerhouse in their early twenties, unheard of!"

He thought of himself calling Qin Ming "Xiao Qin," which was... so daring. Despite not being rebellious by nature, he simply thought that such a title... could secretly delight him.

Tang Yushang’s eyes shimmered, gazing at Qin Ming’s handsome face, her eyes not moving for a long time as she recalled her ancestor’s youthful demeanor.

Could the person before her rival the Lord of Yujing? Her heart pounded violently. In those past grand times, her ancestor’s rise was accompanied by endless legends, utmost brilliance.

"Who goes there? Stop!"

Ahead, someone blocked the road on a mountain, speaking with a rather strong tone.

Leading them was an old man, accompanied by six experts, casting scrutinizing glances at Qin Ming and his group.

"All of them are Fourth Realm powerhouses!" Cheng Cheng felt serious; this team had no weaklings.

In fact, Qin Ming could see more clearly, realizing that the old man leading them was a Grandmaster, and he was holding a Magic Conch, communicating with someone in the distance.

The old man asked in a deep voice, "Have any of you discovered the Evil Path Grandmaster who is being hunted?"

"No," Qin Ming calmly replied.

The old man asked again, "Hmm, have you noticed any Upright Ape Demon tribes or other high-level species’ settlements nearby?"

Approaching the mountain, through resonance, Qin Ming understood why he was asking such questions.

Hunting a First Generation Grandmaster; these people didn’t have the guts. They were primarily looking for some primitive tribes to train and hone Huang Family’s unparalleled genius, sharpening the Divine Axe.

Qin Ming felt very disdained, knowing already that Huang Zhaoting was using the Blood Refining Method to supplement the Forbidden Ultimate Skill—the Inner World Opening Heaven Axe.

He coldly said, "No!"

"How dare you speak that way, what’s your attitude?" a young man shouted.

He felt that this person was merely in the Fourth Realm, yet he arrogantly hung in the air with Wind Control, looking down at them, and his words were as cold and short as two words, lacking any warmth.