Alchemy & Martial Supreme

If he didn't see any hope of survival, even if he was killed, Qi Changqing wouldn't be too unwilling.    

But now that the reinforcements had arrived, he was going to die here. He was only one step away from the reinforcements. Even if he died, he wouldn't be willing.    

"Qin Ming, don't be rash. You paid such a great price to kill me, and it won't benefit you or me. This is killing an enemy a thousand times, and you will lose eight hundred lives."    

"These Heroic Spirits are incomparably loyal to you. They are so loyal that even I am envious of them. It must have been very difficult to train them. Are you so heartless as to let them die?"    

"Qin Ming, I beg you. I admit defeat. As long as you give up, I swear that I will never have any ill intentions towards you."    

Qi Changqing tried to persuade Qin Ming.    

He was truly afraid.    

If it were him, he would definitely feel heartache if he gave up half of the loyal Heroic Spirits.    

He didn't feel heartache because of the death of the elite Poison Demons. That was because he knew that the elite Poison Demons weren't completely loyal to him. They were only loyal to the family.    

It was even more so for the ordinary Poison Demons. They were also loyal to the family.    

On the surface, the ordinary Poison Demons and the elite Poison Demons were both loyal to him. In reality, they were only loyal to the family.    

One day, if he was seriously injured or if his strength was not as strong as before, then his orders would no longer be effective.    

On one occasion, his martial cultivation realm had fallen to the Saint Beast Realm. There was no one in the Poison Demon Clan who would take him seriously.    

Under such circumstances, why would he care about the life and death of his subordinates?    

If he didn't care, the other Half-Step Supreme Poison Demons would be the same as him, and they wouldn't care either.    

As long as the overall strength of the family didn't drop too much, it would be the same if a few elite Poison Demons died.    

As long as there were resources, they could nurture as many elite Poison Demons as they wanted.    

However, these Heroic Spirits were different. They were too loyal to Qin Ming.    

From their eyes, it could be seen that their loyalty to Qin Ming had reached the point of fanaticism.    

They were not loyal to any particular force.    

Qin Ming had established the Human Alliance, but the Martial Cultivators in the Human Alliance were only there to fight against the Poison Demon Clan and for their own benefits.    

As for these Heroic Spirits, Qin Ming was their everything. They were willing to give up their lives for Qin Ming, let alone a mere alliance.    

If Qin Ming gave the order for the Heroic Spirits to attack the Martial Cultivators of the Alliance, they would not hesitate to do so.    

In fact, Qin Ming had changed one day. He became cruel and unreasonable, and lawless. The Poison Demons would follow him from the beginning to the end.    

Such subordinates were worth cherishing.    

However, in order to kill him, Qin Ming was willing to sacrifice countless Heroic Spirits.    

Qi Changqing could feel Qin Ming's determination. He was worried that the elite Poison Demons would not be able to save him in time. If that happened, he would be killed by Qin Ming.    

Qin Ming did not say much. He immediately flashed behind Qi Changqing and punched him in the chest.    

Qi Changqing was already prepared. The long sword in his hand seemed to have grown eyes and blocked Qin Ming's fist.    

However, at this time, he could not care less about the attacks of the Heroic Spirits. He was also hit in the chest by two Heroic Spirits. Blood flowed out from two small wounds.    

Qi Changqing felt dizzy.    

At this moment, a Heroic Spirit exploded around him.