I Have a Compass for Opportunity

Until he clearly saw the features of the human head, Liou Yuan’s body immediately stiffened, even the movement of collecting the storage bag paused.

Because that head’s appearance was precisely Tian Qiweng, who had parted from him outside the magic cave.

According to the action plan previously discussed between the two, he would infiltrate the magic cave to meet Yan Yingsi and the others, while Tian Qiweng, who was not skilled at concealment, would stay outside to provide support.

It had only been a day since they parted, and Tian Qiweng, full of life before leaving, had his head thrown here to reunite with Liou Yuan in this manner.

Looking at Tian Qiweng’s eyes on the head, filled with unwillingness, Liou Yuan was slightly moved, placing his palm on the Canglan Sword, murderous intent boiling in his eyes, and a voice full of rage echoed through the cave: "Who!"

Although he had only interacted with Tian Qiweng for two to three months, this veteran disciple of the Wind Chasing Division had taken good care of him.

When Liou Yuan arranged an array and took the opportunity to slack off, Tian Qiweng never uttered a word of reproach.

When he went to help repair Qingxiao Sect’s array without a word, Tian Qiweng not only did not blame him but defended him everywhere.

Liou Yuan saw all this and felt grateful in his heart.

Therefore, upon Tian Qiweng’s sudden death, with his head chopped off and thrown here, Liou Yuan’s first reaction was naturally one of anger.

Yan Yingsi and other Wind Chasing Division members were equally furious.

At this moment, everyone’s fierce gaze turned in unison towards the direction from which the head had been thrown.

They saw in the darkness of the cave’s depths.

A dark golden eye opened, releasing a terrifying aura in the darkness.

When the light from that pupil swept over, all the Wind Chasing Division disciples seemed to see something terrifying, with expressions of righteous indignation turning pale instantly.

Liou Yuan and Yan Yingsi were among those who could remain calm under the gaze of that eye.

But it didn’t mean they didn’t feel the pressure brought by that eye.

When the purple-tinted eyes of Liou Yuan met the dark golden pupil, it was as if a prehistoric beast was staring at him from the darkness.

The aura could stir fear in the depths of one’s heart, seemingly devouring one’s consciousness.

"Spiritual Sense Attack!" Liou Yuan was no stranger to the means of spiritual sense attack.

He immediately realized that the dark golden eye carried magic akin to a spiritual sense attack, and silently recited the Calming Spell in his mind to dispel the effects imposed by the eye.

Yan Yingsi’s red attire glowed, resisting the spiritual sense intrusion of that person.

During this process, a youth in a purple gauze robe walked out from the depths of the dark cave at a leisurely pace, standing at the entrance to the cave space.

He exposed only one dark golden eye, with the other eye covered by a black cloth.

Blood-colored runes coiled around the dark golden eyeball, making his eye appear more enchanting.

The young man’s complexion was pale, but not effeminate; in contrast, he gave off a sense of cruelty.

"A master!" Just a glance made Liou Yuan’s expression solemn.

Under the observation of the Evil Eyes, the spiritual power within the youth was as heavy and solid as magic iron, shedding the superficiality of spiritual Qi at the Qi Cultivation Realm.

This was a manifestation of cultivating cultivation technique to the extreme.

It indicated that this youth was only half a step away from Foundation Establishment, requiring only the opening of the Qi Mansion to achieve Foundation Establishment, truly a half-step Foundation Establishment.

And that eye inherently possessed the ability of spiritual sense attack.

Liou Yuan speculated it was similar to his own Evil Eyes, not ordinary mortal eyes, certainly some kind of mutated eye.

A gifted cultivator adding half-step Foundation Establishment.

These factors brought immense pressure to Liou Yuan, his palm on the Canglan Sword was slightly pale due to unconscious exertion.

"Little Ming King Xu Hetong." Yan Yingsi’s hoarse voice called out the name of Little Ming King.

Simultaneously, Yan Yingsi solemnly conveyed this person’s information to Liou Yuan.

"He is the direct grandson of Master Nether Bone, one of the Five Masters."

"He possesses Golden Core lineage; that eye is innately extraordinary, containing powerful magic. Be careful."

"Golden Core descendant, no wonder." Aside from Tuoba Xin, Liou Yuan had never felt such immense pressure from a peer cultivator.

But if the opponent was a Golden Core descendant, it all made sense.

It’s well-known that the higher the cultivation, the more spiritual sense and flesh deviate from the mortal body, transcending.

The likelihood of birthing offspring declines.

But if fortunate enough to have offspring, the Golden Core lineage descendants will surely inherit their transcendent lineage, having unique qualities in both cultivation aptitude and physical form.

This Little Ming King Xu Hetong was only the direct grandson; if he were a direct son, his inherent mystical quality would surely be more intense.

"How could such a master be among the cultivators heading to the magic cave?"

"Where was he before, why didn’t he act when we were slaughtering Demon Cultivators?" Liou Yuan’s expression darkened, recalling the battles he’d experienced in this cave.

The battle had lasted so long, he appeared as though he hadn’t heard, yet chose to reveal himself at this moment.

What exactly was he thinking?

But now it was no use talking, Xu Hetong’s sudden appearance blocked the cave’s entrance, having the demeanor of a one-man defense against many.

Even though Liou Yuan had scattered the Spirit Extinction Elixir there, Xu Hetong seemed completely unaffected by the effects of the medicine.

"Golden Core lineage, even the Spirit Extinction Elixir has no effect!" Liou Yuan internally exclaimed at the absurdity.

On the other side, as Liou Yuan and the others watched him solemnly, Xu Hetong’s dark golden eye casually swept over the ground full of Demon Cultivator corpses, and his lips curled open, revealing a mouth of sharp white teeth.