Alchemy & Martial Supreme

"This..." The Martial Cultivator stuttered, not knowing what to do. He did not know what had happened, but he could feel that something bad had happened.    

"Are you wondering why I brought his corpse back from the outside even though you didn't see him leave?" Qin Ming said faintly.    

The Martial Cultivator nodded its head reflexively.    

"That's because... He stole it. He went to rob us!" Qin Ming patted the Martial Cultivator's shoulder and said with an indifferent expression, "Unfortunately, his strength is not enough. Instead, he died in our hands."    

"Now, we are back for revenge. Are you ready?"    

Get ready.    

Get ready for what?    

Prepare for death.    

The Martial Cultivator's legs shook violently as if they weren't its own.    

He wanted to beg for mercy, but his words were stuck in his throat, and he could not utter them even at the cost of his life.    

Realizing that his companion was acting strangely, another short-haired True Dragon Realm primary stage Martial Cultivator walked out from the tribe.    

He looked at Qin Ming and the others with a puzzled expression. "How did you come back?"    

When he saw his companion trembling, the Martial Cultivator's expression immediately became serious. "Don't act rashly. Our tribe can have a powerful formation protecting it."    

"Moreover, our boss has a late-stage True Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator. He will be able to break through to the peak of the True Dragon Realm soon. If you know what's good for you, don't cause trouble."    

"Oh?" Qin Ming looked at Short Hair Martial Cultivator and pointed at the potential on the ground. He said, "It seems like he won't be able to reach the peak True Dragon Realm in time."    

Only then did Short Hair Martial Cultivator notice that there was a corpse on the ground.    

Looking at the face of the corpse, Short Hair Martial Cultivator's soul almost left his body.    

"I beg you, please spare me. Everything that I have done has nothing to do with me." The Martial Cultivator that was guarding the door could finally speak. He opened his mouth and begged for mercy. "I really don't know anything. I'm just a guardian, not a trusted aide."    

"Qin Ming..." Song Chaoyun couldn't bear it and wanted to plead.    

Qin Ming waved his hand and interrupted Song Chaoyun's words. Even before Song Chaoyun could finish her words, Qin Ming had already guessed what she wanted to say.    

Qin Ming didn't answer her directly. Instead, he looked at the Martial Cultivator and said, "You may not be a trusted aide, but you are relying on the Hidden Division to survive."    

"Your cultivation resources and the position you enjoy in the tribe are all because of the Hidden Division. He is only willing to give you resources because you are working for the Hidden Clan."    

" I suppose you've helped him a lot in doing some immoral things, haven't you? "    

"I..." Martial Cultivator opened his mouth, not knowing how to defend himself.    

Because what Qin Ming said was right.    

He attached himself to the potential, guarding the door for him, and suppressing the Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator for him. That was why he obtained some cultivation resources.    

"Other than that, if his potential were to rob us and obtain a large amount of wealth, he might be able to break through to the peak of the True Dragon Realm."    

"Once he breaks through to the peak of the True Dragon Realm, the Hidden Tribe will definitely expand and you will obtain even more resources."    

"You will share the same glory as Hidden Accumulation. Naturally, you will suffer the same loss."    

"Hidden Accumulation is not a single person. He represents the entire tribe."    

"I think you have followed Hidden Accumulation for quite some time, haven't you? Even though you know his personality, you still follow him. Death is not to be regretted." Qin Ming said slowly. On the surface, he said these words for the Martial Cultivator to hear, but in fact, he was telling Song Chaoyun.