My husband Can Cultivate

Even long ago, there were even more powerful cultivation civilizations in this world.

Like the Dragon God Sword, Dragon God Technique, Dragon God Secret Record, and this scimitar.

Whether domestically or overseas, there seem to be such indications.

However, this has little to do with him now.

Now, at most, he mingles in the circles of martial artists, thinking too much is meaningless.

Even if there are more powerful existences, they won’t be interested in him.

After all, no matter how mighty an ant is, it remains an ant. As long as you don’t step out of the circle, no one will take much interest in you.

Of course, cultivation must continue to improve.

Although, with the rise in realm, he might gradually get in touch with that circle, concurrently, he will also have better self-defense capabilities; otherwise, if an existence in that circle urinates, it could drown a large group of ants, and if he lacks self-defense abilities, how can he protect those he cares about?

Seeing Marquis trading the scimitar for ten Body Tempering Pills, everyone suddenly became interested. They didn’t have precious medicinal herbs, but over the years, they collected quite some rare items.

Even if they couldn’t exchange for an elixir, having Yang Qi appraise them wouldn’t be bad.

"This is merely an antique; I don’t need it!"

"Pseudo-magic artifact, I don’t need it!"

"This is good; it’s an important auxiliary material for alchemy, but it can only be exchanged for one Body Tempering Pill or one Clearing God Pill!"

...

Indeed, these martial artists’ realms are not ordinary; perhaps they have even ventured into secret realms and acquired some good items. At least, they are useful to him, and he can use them.

"Mr. Yang, I have something here. Can I exchange it for your elixir?"

A voice called out.

Yang Qi frowned.

Because it was Elder Qing Qiu approaching.

People from the South Pill Sect, the true culprit behind yesterday night’s attempt on his life.

Qing Qiu wasn’t particularly beautiful, but her temperament was unique, and she still stood out significantly in the crowd.

She took out a piece of cold ice.

She placed it on the table.

To others, it might just seem like an ordinary piece of cold ice, nothing special.

But to Yang Qi, this item was not simple.

Yang Qi’s Five Elements Sword Art wasn’t yet perfected because he lacked the five types of materials needed.

Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth!

Five types of materials, and they cannot be simple; they need to be spiritual and correspond to the properties.

This piece of cold ice corresponds to "Water" and is extremely useful for Xuanwu Ice Formation in the Five Elements Sword Art.

If he could obtain it, it would undoubtedly enhance his mastery of the Xuanwu Ice Formation technique to the extreme.

This cold ice is genuine millennium cold ice.

In this world, obtaining millennium medicinal herbs is not easy, but obtaining millennium cold ice is relatively easier. It can be found at the North and South Poles.

However, Yang Qi currently lacks the ability to acquire it.

Therefore, this piece of millennium cold ice is crucial to him.

"If anyone else had brought this item, I’d definitely exchange, at the very least at the same level as that scimitar. But since it’s you, I’m not interested!"

Yang Qi said straightforwardly, "You sent people to assassinate me last night, wanting to steal my pill recipe. This grudge is already established. Unless the South Pill Sect apologizes with treasures, I will definitely go to the South Pill Sect to seek justice!"

"You!"

Elder Qing Qiu’s face turned incredibly gloomy.

She had thickened her skin to acknowledge, intending to gift this millennium cold ice to Yang Qi to ease tensions.

But Yang Qi completely disregarded it and even spoke of going to the South Pill Sect to fight.

This signifies a complete enmity with the South Pill Sect.

Those around couldn’t help but sigh when they heard this.

They were actually all aware of last night’s events.

Not only the South Pill Sect, but also the South Medicine Group, even featuring the shadow of South Wilderness Gu Masters and the Martial Alliance. Though Yang Qi has an Overlord Peak protector beside him, this still seems to be overconfident.

Many people, having thought of this, distanced themselves from Yang Qi and the Undying Barbarian King, fearing being dragged into the situation.

They didn’t want to offend the South Pill Sect.

After all, almost all the elixirs in the Southern Territory are controlled by the South Pill Sect, and the sect has many experts.

Although most are fed by elixirs and lack significant potential, they are still experts.

They didn’t want to provoke them!

Only Bai Tiantian and Yuan Lu naively stayed by his side, not understanding the situation.

"Aren’t you leaving? Everyone is avoiding me now."

Yang Qi asked Yuan Lu and Bai Tiantian with a smile.

"I’m just an ordinary person and don’t need anything from the South Pill Sect, so there’s no need to favor them!"

Yuan Lu replied with a smile.

"So am I!"

Bai Tiantian said.

Yang Qi couldn’t help but feel a little touched by these words.

These two girls are indeed admirable; unfortunately, they lack the aptitude for immortal cultivation. Forcing them into cultivation holds little meaning unless he becomes stronger one day.

Then, he might forcibly change their fates, enabling him to help the two of them.

For now, he can only make some elixirs that prolong life and a few jade talismans to express his gratitude for their concern.

Suddenly, Yang Qi furrowed his brow.

Outside the gate, a terrifying aura burst into the hall.

Everyone turned to look.

"It’s the Supreme Elder Wen Xia of the South Pill Sect!"

"Has he come out of seclusion?"

"My goodness, Elder Qing Qiu coming is already a big face, but to think even the Supreme Elder Wen Xia came; this truly honors the Martial Alliance!"

"Elder Qing Qiu is ranked within the top twenty on the Martial Arts Overlord List, an absolute powerhouse!"

"Indeed, and he’s skilled in alchemy and proficient in magic!"

"These are truly great figures!"

The crowd couldn’t stop praising, evidently showing that these were indeed remarkable grande big shots.

Yang Qi also turned to look.

Two people walked side by side into the hall.

An elder, with white hair and beard, dressed in a Taoist robe, looking as if he walked out from a novel.

The other, a middle-aged man, was Yan Feng, the deputy squad leader of the Martial Alliance Sea City branch.

"Who is Yang Qi!"

As soon as he entered the hall, Wen Xia bellowed.

Everyone couldn’t help but draw in a cold breath.

"Wow, this is an inquiry!"

"That’s right, Yang Qi killed five experts from the South Pill Sect; how could they let this slide easily!"

"That Barbarian King might be an Overlord Peak, but compared to the Supreme Elder Wen Xia, he’s far behind."

"Exactly, the two randomly offend people, truly troublesome. Moments ago, Elder Qing Qiu perhaps offered them a chance, but they didn’t cherish it."

Many people in the crowd reveled in schadenfreude.

After all, they were a bit displeased with Yang Qi’s arrogance; trading conditions for his elixirs were too high, which annoyed them.

"What’s up?"

Yang Qi raised his head to glance at Wen Xia, asking lightly.

"You little bastard, you dare to steal the South Pill Sect’s pill recipes and privately make Body Tempering Pills!"

Wen Xia shouted loudly.