Nine Dragons Saint Ancestor

”Ghostly Poisonous Concubine: Song Qiuchan!”

This time, it was Liu Hanyi, the one with an Immortal Poison Body, who provided the answer to Yun Xiao. Though the name Song Qiuchan might mean little on its own, her nickname inevitably evoked a somewhat eerie feeling.

”I didn’t expect even her to be here!”

On Liu Hanyi’s face was a thick trace of apprehension. Although she was indeed a true Heavenly Rank Low Level Poison Vein Master now, she still seemed a bit uneasy when talking about that woman.

”It’s said that Ghostly Poisonous Concubine Song Qiuchan has lived for hundreds of years. She broke through to the level of Heavenly Rank Low Level Poison Vein Master a century ago. A hundred years have passed; I wonder if her Poison Meridian Skill has broken through to the Heavenly Rank Intermediate level?”

It seems Liu Hanyi knew a lot about these Poison Vein Masters on the Continent, or perhaps she knew that one day she might face these top-tier Poison Meridians in battle, thus she spoke freely.

”Another Poison Vein Master, eh?”

After hearing Liu Hanyi’s introduction, Yun Xiao nodded slightly. Even though he had no enmity with Song Qiuchan, the Poison Meridian Path was still quite perilous if challenged.

Not to mention, just hearing Song Qiuchan’s nickname made it clear she wasn’t someone to be easily dealt with. If met later, there might be some not-so-small trouble.

After Song Qiuchan swept into the plaza, she didn’t pay attention to the three young people here but turned her gaze to where Huashan Elder was seated. Supposedly, she had some understanding of Huashan Old Monster as well.

However, one being a Medical Pulse Master and the other a Poison Vein Master makes encounter impossible. Perhaps only Huashan Old Monster in attendance could make Song Qiuchan take someone seriously?

To be honest, most of the Meridian Refining Masters who came to participate in the Meridian Refining Conference were Heavenly Rank Low Level, whether Medical Pulse Masters or Poison Vein Masters. Heavenly Rank Intermediate Meridian Refiners were exceptionally rare.

Even within the Heavenly Rank Low Level Meridian Refiners, there were distinctions, and many had vast differences between them.

Take, for example, Huashan Old Monster and Song Qiuchan, who appeared at this moment. They didn’t regard other Heavenly Rank Low Level Meridian Refiners seriously because they knew those people couldn’t be their greatest opponents.

Whoosh!

Just as Yun Xiao was scrutinizing Song Qiuchan, another swift sound broke the sky, followed by a silhouette sweeping onto the plaza and attracting everyone’s attention.

”Ah? Isn’t that the so-called ’Qihuang Saint Hand’ Xiao Shijing? Didn’t expect him to be here too!”

This time, it was Mo Qing, possessing the Pure Yang Immortal Body, who spoke. Upon hearing her designation, Yun Xiao immediately knew the so-called Qihuang Saint Hand must be a Heavenly Rank Low Level Medical Pulse Master with considerable skill.

Liu Hanyi was deep in her Poison Meridian Path studies, whereas Mo Qing, being a Medical Pulse Master, naturally had insights into the strong medical experts on the Continent.

To her knowledge, the Qihuang Saint Hand’s Medical Pulse Technique was exceedingly brilliant, like Lu Yanji, elusive as a Divine Dragon, walking the Continent saving countless lives. Yet others found him remarkably hard to locate.

Almost every corner of the Tenglong Continent had legends about the Qihuang Saint Hand. He seemed like a mythical immortal; whenever he made a move, there was no ailment he couldn’t cure.

However, if one suffered injury or illness wanting Xiao Shijing’s treatment, they might not find him even searching their whole life.

Yet, when not in need, he might suddenly appear before you and instantly resolve your supposedly incurable affliction.

It can be said that Qihuang Saint Hand Xiao Shijing is a legendary figure. As a Medical Pulse Master, his temperament was unquestionable. But intentionally seeking him out might not guarantee finding him.

”He might be a figure on par with Huashan Old Monster!”

Yun Xiao nodded, but a trace of remorse lingered within. He thought that even such a reclusive high expert as Xiao Shijing couldn’t escape mundane matters to attend this Meridian Refining Conference, presumably drawn for the top Meridian Refining Master of Tenglong Continent.

Actually, the current top Meridian Refining Master of Tenglong Continent was Lu Yanji, the President of the Meridian Refining Master Association. Yet he hadn’t participated in this conference for years, holding an exceedingly exalted status with many choosing to exclude him.

”Haha, Vice Chairman Qian, Dean Guan, long time no see!”

Xiao Shijing was unlike Song Qiuchan from over there, greeting Qian Sanyuan and Guan Rufeng seated at the northern chairs just as he swept into the plaza, suggesting previous acquaintance.

Meridian Refining Master Association had once tried to recruit lone refining masters like Xiao Shijing multiple times, even offering the position of Heavenly Hospital Director as recompense, a genuinely earnest effort.

Unfortunately, used to the freedom like a wandering cloud and crane, he couldn’t accept the Association’s constraints and ultimately declined, preferring an unbound lifestyle.

However, although Xiao Shijing didn’t agree to the solicitation of the Meridian Refining Master Association, the relationship between the two parties remained quite good. Sometimes, when Lu Yanji was not at the Association, Qian Sanyuan and Guan Rufeng would invite him to consult on some difficult cases.

Over time, Xiao Shijing seemed more like an external tributor of the Meridian Refining Master Association. While others couldn’t locate him, the association naturally had its own ways to contact him, so the relationship between the two parties continued to be quite good.

As for the dean of the Sky Poison Institute, Qingmu Wu, due to differing philosophies, Xiao Shijing didn’t have much interaction with him, so those he got along well with were just Qian Sanyuan and Guan Rufeng, the two Medical Meridians Masters.

With the arrival of Song Qiuchan and Xiao Shijing, some reclusive Meridian Refining Masters on the continent began to appear. However, the fame of these individuals was not as significant as the previous few.

Yun Xiao wasn’t too familiar with these formidable Heavenly Rank Low Level Meridian Refiners, but thankfully, the two ladies beside him kept providing introductions.

Over this period, he managed to gain a rough understanding of the powerful Meridian Refining Masters on the continent.

Swoosh!

A moment later, another sound of wind breaking arrived, followed by a somewhat familiar figure appearing in Yun Xiao’s line of sight, causing him to squint his eyes involuntarily.

”The new Vice President of the Spirit Fighting Commerce: Lu Tianwen!”

Upon seeing this elderly figure, Liu Hanyi and Mo Qing’s expressions turned somewhat peculiar, presumably having heard the Listening Spirit Pills mention the conflict between Yun Xiao and Lu Tianwen at the trade conference.

However, when Liu Hanyi spoke, his expression was rather serious, even more cautious than when talking about the Ghostly Poisonous Woman Song Qiuchan.

Honestly, those lone Meridian Refining Masters, despite their formidable Meridian Refining Techniques, ultimately couldn’t compare to the powerful individuals from these ancient sects with thousands of years of heritage.

Take Lu Tianwen, for example. Even though the Spirit Fighting Commerce isn’t a Meridian Refining sect, its millennium legacy is simply extraordinary.

Lu Tianwen is also the chief Meridian Refining Master of the Spirit Fighting Commerce. His Poison Meridian Skill is likely unrivaled, even by Qingmu Wu, the dean of the Sky Poison Institute.

After all, Lu Tianwen was already a renowned Meridian Refining Master long ago, but vanished due to going berserk from cultivating a certain Meridian Technique. He hasn’t been prominent on the continent in recent years.

Upon his reappearance, once the Meridian Refining Master Association learned of his presence in Lianyun Mountain, even Qingmu Wu felt apprehensive, advising his treasured disciple to be exceedingly cautious should they encounter the old fellow.

”Little bastard, I, Lu Tianwen, vow to make you miserable!”

Just after entering the square, Lu Tianwen’s first glance didn’t fall on the Ghostly Poisonous Woman Song Qiuchan but rather on a young boy in coarse clothes. Although he didn’t speak the words, his gloomy expression clearly conveyed it to everyone.

”Heh, it’s said that Lu Tianrun, killed by Yun Xiao on Impermanence Island, was Lu Tianwen’s younger brother. Now, there’s a good show to watch!”

Some onlookers seemed quite aware of the situation, and upon seeing Lu Tianwen staring at Yun Xiao’s expression, they entertained the thought of watching a drama unfold.

But, while some were eager, they also understood a fact: each Meridian Refiner typically chooses either the Medical Vein or Poison Doctor path for a contest. If Yun Xiao selects the Medical Vein path, he might not have the opportunity to face Lu Tianwen.

Truthfully, people like Nie Xiaosheng, familiar with Yun Xiao, aren’t sure which contest Yun Xiao will participate in, given their impression that this miraculous youth seems proficient in both the Medical Pulse and Poison Meridian.

However, out of habitual thinking, the surrounding cultivators didn’t consider the possibility of entering both paths, as such an event had no precedent.

”This old fellow…”

Liu Hanyi also noticed Lu Tianwen’s murderous gaze, spitting lightly but showing no concern for Yun Xiao. After all, the latter is now a Heavenly Rank Low Level Meridian Refiner too.

Although Yun Xiao is only less than a month into this rank compared to Lu Tianwen, Liu Hanyi and Mo Qing have ample reason to believe this guy will certainly not disappoint them.

Yun Xiao slightly shifted his gaze, and his stare seemed to intertwine with Lu Tianwen’s in the air, sparking an invisible flame.

At the same time, Lu Tianwen raised his right hand slightly, then made a throat-cutting gesture at his neck, displaying a fiery tension to the spectators.

”Childish!”

Mo Qing couldn’t help but mutter a curse as she saw Lu Tianwen’s gesture. This is a contest between Heavenly Rank Meridian Refiners; how could it be so hot-headed, like a brawl among youngsters?