"Qin Xin, what are you doing here?"

Upon seeing Qin Xin arrive, Shui Qingxi asked him with some curiosity.

Since entering Zhongzhou, they had not seen Qin Xin. Now that they met here, they were inevitably pleasantly surprised and felt like they had met an old friend in a foreign land.

Although Xia Yue didn't speak, it was clear from his eyes that he was also very happy.

Qin Xin smiled and said slowly, "Long time no see. I came here to collect some Crimson Ridge Cloud Leaves, and I didn't expect to run into you."

"Red Ridge Cloud Leaves?" Upon hearing what Qin Xin wanted to take, Wen Lan from the Spirit Beast Sect murmured softly.

"Senior sister? What's wrong? Is there a problem with the Crimson Ridge Cloud Leaf?" Xia Yue asked immediately after hearing Wen Lan's murmur.

Upon hearing the question, Wen Lan waved her hand and said, "It's nothing. I just heard that a single leaf of the Crimson Ridge Cloud Leaf requires a high-grade spirit stone, making it extremely precious."

"However, after entering the tomb of the Old Man of the Fire of the Si Fire, we did not find this thing."

As Wen Lan spoke, she seemed to have some regret.

Hearing that they were also interested in the Crimson Ridge Cloud Leaves, Qin Xin quietly covered his mouth and whispered to Wen Lan, "I was lucky enough to collect some. I'll give you some after we leave this tomb."

"Oh?" Wen Lan's eyes showed some surprise when she heard that Qin Xin was going to give them the Crimson Ridge Cloud Leaves.

After all, this thing is extremely valuable, and many martial artists, even if they obtain it, would not share it with others. However, what Wen Lan did not know was that Qin Xin was now a wealthy man with a lot of mid-grade and high-grade spirit stones. If he were to sell the top-grade spirit stones he obtained from Murong Fu's spatial ring, it would likely bring in a considerable income.

In addition, Qin Xin is also an alchemist, so he has many ways to obtain spirit stones, and he has gradually gained a foothold in the Central Plains.

After Qin Xin arrived, the Xuan Tian Sword Sect members and the Murong Clan members completely ignored them, treating them as if they were invisible.

For a moment, a dark line appeared on Nangong Haoxuan's face.

Behind him, Xia Qi and Hu Zhe were whispering something, as if they were telling Qin Xin about all the grudges between them.

After hearing their words, Nangong Haoxuan stepped forward and stared at Qin Xin, saying, "So you're Qin Xin, the kid who made a name for himself in that remote Eastern Wilderness!"

Hearing Nangong Haoxuan ask him a question, Qin Xin was naturally fearless. Although he was only at the second level of the Yuanfu Realm, in the current situation of the three parties standing in a tripartite balance, even if Nangong Haoxuan had the cultivation of the ninth level of the Xudan Realm, he would not dare to make any rash moves against him.

Moreover, Qin Xin was confident that he could escape safely if the other party attacked him.

Looking directly into Nangong Haoxuan's eyes, Qin Xin replied with a slight smile, "Oh? If you're talking about the guy behind you who gave that guy a good beating, then that must be me."

Qin Xin showed no respect for Nangong Haoxuan, and his tone was sharp. He already had a grudge against the Xuantian Sword Sect, so he didn't care about having another opponent.

"Very well, you dare to stand in front of me after hitting someone from my Xuantian Sword Sect!" After saying that, a wisp of blood-red Yuan Power swirled around Nangong Haoxuan's right arm, and a powerful aura instantly filled the surroundings.

Upon realizing that Nangong Haoxuan was about to make a move, Wen Lan, who was standing next to Qin Xin, naturally wouldn't let it go. With a light step, a gentle aura, like flowing water, wafted out.

Although this gentle aura seemed weak, it held its own against Nangong Haoxuan's aura.

For a moment, the atmosphere in front of the main gate leading to the inner chamber of the mausoleum became tense.

Just as the various forces were preparing to take action.

Qin Xin could feel the key fragment inside his spatial ring vibrating secretly.

The other six people who possessed the key fragment also sensed this change, just like Qin Xin.

These seven key fragments seemed to have some special connection, and they emerged from their spatial rings uncontrollably.

"Qin Xin, the door to the inner chamber of the tomb is about to open! Quickly inject your Yuan energy into this key fragment so that you can enter the inner chamber of the tomb."

Seeing Qin Xin standing there in a daze, Wen Lan quickly spoke up to tell him how to use the key fragment.

Without any hesitation, Qin Xin immediately poured his Yuan Power into the key fragment that appeared in front of him, and instantly Qin Xin was surrounded by a mysterious energy.

As the seven key fragments flew rapidly towards the ancient gate, they miraculously merged into a fiery red jade pendant.

If you don't look closely, this jade pendant doesn't look like it's broken into seven pieces at all.

Qin Xin also glanced at the Xuan Tian Sword Sect members out of the corner of his eye and noticed that after the key fragment in Nangong Haoxuan's hand floated up, it directly included Hu Zhe and Murong Fu into the mysterious energy envelope.

However, Murong Fu's eyes were already filled with rage.

When the key fragment floated up in front of Qin Xin, he knew it was his. For a moment, he felt a faint pain emanating from the broken part of his finger.

Qin Xin was too lazy to pay them any attention at this point.

The other families in the Tianxuan Sect's territory had already stepped through this ancient gate. It seemed that they were protected by the mysterious energy emanating from the key fragment, allowing them to pass through safely.

Of course, there were also some rogue cultivators who were secretly hiding to the side. After seeing the inner door open, they also wanted to quickly enter and get a share of the benefits, but as soon as they stepped through the door...

Pink flames suddenly rose from his body, and in an instant, even his bones were incinerated, turning into a pile of dust.

After that, no rogue cultivator dared to step into this place, as if there was a very terrifying formation in the inner chamber of the Old Man of Si Huo.

When the pink flames appeared, Qin Xin's Azure Rock Fire, which had been dormant within the Heavenly Phoenix Martial Spirit Pattern, trembled inexplicably, as if it were terrified.

At the same time, Qin Xin also sensed the ancient Heavenly Phoenix Egg within the futon space. Surrounded by a five-colored misty aura, the egg faintly trembled, seemingly very excited.

As for the Golden Tiger cub curled up beside the ancient Heavenly Phoenix Egg, after its mother poured all her energy into its body, along with some things bestowed upon it by the ancient Heavenly Phoenix Egg, it has remained in a state of slumber and cannot be awakened.

"Qin Xin, let's go in too, otherwise they'll snatch all the good stuff!"

After Nangong Haoxuan and Murong Fu passed through the ancient gate, Wen Lan and the others stepped forward and spoke softly.

The voices pulled Qin Xin out of his reverie about the inner chamber caused by the Azure Rock Fire. He nodded slowly and followed the others toward the ancient gate.