C49 Training Sword!

He wasn't an idiot. Although Qin Feng had only given him a first-tier Ling Yuan Dan, its quality was multiple times better than anything the Qin family had ever handed out!

What's more, Qin Feng was incredibly generous, gifting him a whole ten Ling Yuan Dans.

This generosity led Liu Xuanqing to a startling hypothesis: Qin Feng must have the support of a powerful Pill Refiner!

The status of Pill Refiners on the continent was highly revered, as could be seen from Lin Xu's role in the Qin family.

Pill Refiners were ranked across nine levels, from one-star to nine-star, each qualified to craft pills from tier one to tier nine.

Such Refiners were incredibly scarce. In the entirety of Tiangang City, there hadn't even been a sighting of a two-star Pill Refiner!

Lin Xu, who was just a novice Pill Refiner, could strut around the Qin family with such arrogance. It was hard to imagine the extent of the power behind Qin Feng's unseen benefactor.

This speculation further strengthened Liu Xuanqing's determination to follow Qin Feng.

But what he couldn't have dreamed of was that Qin Feng didn't just have the support of a Pill Refiner; he was adept at pill crafting himself.

It's hardly surprising that Liu Xuanqing hadn't thought of this possibility. The criteria to become a Pill Refiner were incredibly stringent, requiring a certain level of innate talent.

Furthermore, Qin Feng had never been taught by a Pill Refiner, so how had he learned the craft?

"Very well, let's hear the information you've obtained," Qin Feng said with a satisfied nod, inviting the report in a calm voice.

"Yes, Young Lord. Your standing in the family has significantly improved! Those who supported you before are preparing to back you once again!"

"Although Qin Yunhai has stopped suppressing you openly, he's secretly planted spies among your servants and maids to monitor your every move."

"Also, Lin Xu has stopped making pills, using his recovery from an injury as an excuse."

Liu Xuanqing shared all the news he knew.

Qin Feng listened intently, nodding as he took in the valuable information.

"To think there are still those in the Qin family who support me," he reflected, a spark of resolve flickering in his eyes.

"That's not all. I've stumbled upon another crucial piece of news," Liu Xuanqing added suddenly.

"What is it?"

"It turns out that one of the clan members backing you is none other than your Third Uncle."

"My Third Uncle?"

Qin Feng's eyebrow arched in a flicker of surprise.

He knew exactly who this so-called Third Uncle was. His grandfather, Qin Xiaotian, had sired three children; his father, Qin Yunhai, and then there was the elusive Third Uncle, Qin Yong.

Qin Yong had always been the epitome of discretion, rarely seen in public and devoid of any ambition for the role of family patriarch.

In his previous life, Qin Feng had only a handful of encounters with Qin Yong and never anticipated his backing.

"Yes! And I've heard he's gone out of his way to support you. Whenever you were in peril before, he was the one who intervened to sort things out."

Liu Xuanqing's words sent a jolt through Qin Feng.

Now that he thought about it, if not for Qin Yong's secret support, he might have already been a casualty of Qin Yunhai's plots.

"That's fantastic news!"

Qin Feng's nod was filled with genuine appreciation, his tone laced with praise.

Above them, the moon rose, casting a pale silver light over the land.

In the moon's ethereal glow, a figure practiced with a long sword, the Sword Qi released in a spectacular flourish. The energies merged, their splendor extending over a hundred meters, cleaving through everything in their wake.

The Sword Qi surged with intensity!

The Sword Intent was deep and clear!

For a moment, it seemed as though the entire world had become an extension of the blade.

Just outside the reach of this formidable Sword Qi, four figures lurked in the shadows of the woods, watching in secret.