Alchemy & Martial Supreme

"And I don't need your sect's repayment."    

"To be honest, with my skill in alchemy, no matter where I go, I don't lack cultivation resources. If I waste some time to refine the pill, I'll naturally be able to exchange it for sufficient cultivation resources."    

Qin Ming said faintly. Whether it was his past life or present life, he had never truly worried about cultivation resources.    

Even though he needed a huge amount of resources to cultivate the Primordial Chaos Extinction, he didn't really worry about it. He just wanted to delay it for a little longer, so he didn't have to worry about it at all.    

Moreover, he was still young, and there was still a long way to go before he reached the golden age of martial arts cultivation. There was no need to rush.    

The reason why he was willing to help Sect Master from the Martial God Sect was because of Lan Zhi, and the second reason was that Sect Master had been fighting against the Crab Devil Force. He was also the enemy of the Crab Devil Force. Both of them were naturally allies.    

However, this didn't mean that he needed to lick his own face to save him.    

Even without the Martial God Sect's Sect Master, Qin Ming still had the confidence to deal with the Crab Devil Force. He also had the confidence to reach the Martial Emperor, and even Martial God.    

"Qin Ming..." Lan Zhi begged when she saw that Qin Ming had no intention of letting go.    

Qin Ming turned around and ignored Lan Zhi.    

Although Qin Ming loved her very much, it did not mean that Qin Ming had given up his dignity for her.    

He had just been slapped in the face, and now he was begging someone else to let him go in and save her. Qin Ming could not do that.    

Lan Zhi's tears fell and she sobbed softly.    

Although his heart ached, Qin Ming was unmoved.    

There were some things that did not matter, but there were some things that had to be firmly defended.    

A voice suddenly sounded from outside.    

"Elder Cang, can I come in?"    

When Cang Yu heard the voice, he immediately became extremely angry. He gathered the Spiritual Energy in his hand and sent a slap across the air.    

Bang!    

Xuan Ming, who was standing at the door, was stunned by the sudden attack. Without any resistance, he was directly slapped into the ground by the powerful and heavy Spiritual Energy palm.    

"Cough cough..." Xuan Ming coughed violently. His face was flushed red as he cursed. "Old thief Cang, did you not see that it was me?"    

"Hmph..." Hearing his scolding, Cang Yu became even angrier. He sent out another three palm strikes in a row.    

"Bang, bang, bang!"    

Three loud sounds were heard. Half of Xuan Ming's body, which was originally outside, was instantly thrown into the ground, piece by piece, until there was only one head left.    

"Pffft..." He spat out a mouthful of blood, but he was unable to speak.    

"You aren't staying in the Profound Palace, why are you coming out?" Cang Yu scolded.    

The Profound Palace was the underground palace where Sect Master lived. As the guard, Xuan Ming lived and worked there.    

Usually, he wouldn't go out unless there was an emergency.    

"I want to apologize to Qin Ming... Cough cough." Xuan Ming said.    

"It doesn't matter if you apologize or not. We don't know each other anyway. We won't have the chance to meet again in the future..." Qin Ming waved his hand and said casually.    

Xuan Ming seemed to be seriously injured. In fact, it was just some superficial wounds. He would be fine after recuperating for a while.    

The real attacks between Martial Saint were never Spiritual Energy, but divine soul attacks.    

"You still came to apologize?" Cang Yu wished he could kill him with a slap.    

As Sect Master's guard, Xuan Ming's strength had reached the Martial Saint, and his status was not lower than Cang Yu's.    

Xuan Ming was directly under Sect Master's management, and no one had the right to order him around. Because of his mouth being so open, he had offended many people in the sect.    

However, the disciples' strength and status were lower than his. It was fine if they were ridiculed, but he always mocked the elders, causing them to almost start fighting.    

In the end, Sect Master was even more alarmed. The Sect Master punished him to face the wall, hoping that he could learn his lesson and change this bad habit of his.