The Imperial Martial Pill Venerable

Qin Ya was stunned by his words!

The mere aura exuded by a Saint had given rise to the Evil Spirits within the Slaughter Ruins. Such a thing was simply... unheard of!

Mr. Yi smiled faintly, seemingly having noticed Qin Ya’s shock. He said calmly, "The Holy Dao Rules are mysterious and unfathomable. Furthermore, this Slaughter Ruins was originally a brutal battlefield with Evil Qi that filled the sky. During the three thousand years I slumbered, it was continuously corroded by my Holy Dao Rules, which is what led to this transformation."

Even so, Qin Ya was still deeply shaken.

’Wait, slumbering?’

"Why were you slumbering, sir?"

𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

"Heh, I’ve already said it’s a thing of the past. There’s no need for you to ask, young friend."

Qin Ya knew when to drop the subject. He then recalled the recent changes in the Slaughter Ruins and had a sudden realization. ’It seems the difficulty of the Slaughter Ruins has spiked recently because this Mr. Yi has woken from his slumber. He’s powerful to an unreasonable degree.’

At this moment, Mr. Yi’s expression shifted. He chuckled and said, "I didn’t expect so many guests today. And one of them is a little one I’m somewhat familiar with. It’s only been a few hundred years, yet she’s already reached the rank of a Venerable."

As he finished speaking, the wooden door creaked open.

The visitor was a woman in a red robe, her figure lithe and graceful. Her face was stunning enough to topple kingdoms, and her features held a heroic air.

When Qin Ya saw her, his eyes filled with shock.

"You’re... Pavilion Master Fang Mei!!"

Qin Ya was incredulous. The woman before him looked identical to Pavilion Master Fang Mei of Tingchao Pavilion in Qingkong City.

’Wait, no!’

Snapping back to his senses, Qin Ya realized something was wrong.

Although this woman looked just like Fang Mei, her disposition was completely different—they were worlds apart. One was alluring and seductive, while the other was valiant and heroic.

"Don’t mistake me for that woman Fang Mei!"

Meiying Venerable had been shocked to see Qin Ya upon entering the pavilion, but as soon as she heard the name Fang Mei, her brows shot up in displeasure. Her tone unconsciously took on a chilly edge, her presence becoming imposing.

The moment she spoke, Qin Ya was certain this was not Fang Mei.

It wasn’t just that their dispositions were vastly different; their voices were also distinct.

Fang Mei’s voice was incomparably soft and alluring, as if it could steal one’s very soul.

But the woman before him now spoke with a sharp, resonant tone, like a Golden Spear clashing on a battlefield.

"I am Qin Ya. Greetings, Meiying Venerable."

Hearing her voice and recalling Mr. Yi’s mention of a Venerable, Qin Ya immediately made the connection: this had to be the master of the main city within the Slaughter Ruins... Meiying.

"Why are you here?" Meiying Venerable asked.

Qin Ya smiled faintly. "And why are you here, Venerable?"

Gazing at the face that was so alluring in his memory, which was now cold and rigid, Qin Ya couldn’t help but rub his nose. The situation felt a little awkward.

"You’re more interesting than I imagined."

Meiying Venerable gave Qin Ya and the Void Saint beside him an indifferent glance before turning her gaze to Mr. Yi. "May I ask who you are, senior?"

To her senses, Mr. Yi was like a shroud of mist, his depths completely unreadable. She had never felt anything like it, not even from a Celestial Venerable.

"You may call me Mr. Yi."

"Mr. Yi," Meiying Venerable murmured. A fervent light then ignited in her eyes. "Sir... are you in the Saint Realm?!"

Mr. Yi smiled faintly and gave a slight nod.

Meiying Venerable continued, "You have been in the Slaughter Ruins for a long time. If I’m not mistaken, the Evil Spirits here are a manifestation of your Holy Dao Rules."

Mr. Yi nodded. "You are indeed clever."

Meiying Venerable took a deep breath and bowed deeply to Mr. Yi.

This scene left Qin Ya and his companion utterly stunned.

"I am Fang Ying," Meiying Venerable continued. "The path I comprehend is the Celestial Evil Mysteries. Over the past few hundred years, my progress has been quite fast thanks to the Evil Qi in the Slaughter Ruins, for which I must first thank you, sir. However, I have hit a bottleneck and have been unable to advance or fully comprehend my Mysteries. I implore you for your guidance, senior."

’So that’s it,’ Qin Ya realized, ’she’s asking for guidance.’

After all, guidance from a Saint was no small matter. It was no wonder that even a person of Meiying Venerable’s stature would perform such a deep bow.

"I see."

Mr. Yi looked at Meiying Venerable with a hint of admiration. ’To seek knowledge, she’s willing to set aside the airs of a Venerable and bow so deeply to someone she’s just met. Her resolve in pursuing the Dao is truly firm.’ He then said calmly, "You cultivate the Celestial Evil Mysteries, and I the Yin Yang Divine Fiend. The two can be considered to stem from the same origin."

As he spoke, he waved his hand. A streak of purplish-black light shot out and surged into Meiying Venerable’s mind. "This is a wisp of Divine Killing Qi manifested from my Holy Dao Rules," he said. "Comprehend it carefully. It may help you in the future."

"Thank you, senior."

Then, Mr. Yi turned to Qin Ya with a soft chuckle. He flipped his palm, revealing a black stone. "Young friend, I imagine you came here for this stone, which contains the Mysteries of Destruction. Take it."

As he finished speaking, the black stone inside Qin Ya’s Storage Ring began to vibrate once more. Ignoring the barrier of Space, it shot out and merged with the stone in Mr. Yi’s hand.

BOOM! An incomparably potent Qi of Destruction erupted forth.

Mr. Yi waved his hand, suppressing the Qi of Destruction.

The black stone then returned to Qin Ya’s hand.

Mr. Yi said calmly, "The Mysteries of Destruction are one of the world’s highest-level Mysteries, a notch stronger than even my Yin Yang Divine Fiend. It is exceptionally precious. If I hadn’t already become a Saint when I first obtained this stone, I might very well have switched to cultivating the Destruction Dao. You have been blessed with this opportunity; you must cherish it."

He paused in thought for a moment, then added, "You are versed in several Top Profound Mysteries, but any single one is enough to occupy a Martial Artist for a lifetime. I do not know the extent of your talent, but this path will inevitably slow you down. You must weigh the pros and cons carefully. Do not be indecisive and let your inability to choose hinder your path in Martial Arts."

Qin Ya listened and nodded solemnly. "I will take it to heart."

"Good."

He then turned to the Void Saint. "Friend, I thought my own circumstances were tragic enough, but yours are even worse. To have even your Saintly body destroyed... Heh. If you are willing, would you tell me what happened?"

Upon hearing this, the Void Saint gave a brief account of how he had met his demise all those years ago.

Seeing the two Saints conversing, Qin Ya knew it wasn’t his place to interrupt. He rose and stepped aside, walking over to Meiying Venerable. He found her deep in meditation with her eyes closed, a faint Evil Qi emanating from her body. He was taken aback for a moment before realizing she must be comprehending the Divine Killing Qi Mr. Yi had just given her.

’She’s certainly dedicated.’

He sighed in admiration, then looked down at the black stone in his hand. A strange glint flashed in his eyes. In the next instant, a surge of the Destruction Realm rushed into his Divine Acupoint.