OBS Chapter 1411 If I don't die after 3 moves, I'll spare your life!
Chapter 1411 If I don't die after 3 moves, I'll spare your life!
Chapter 1411 If I don't kill you in three moves, I'll spare your life!
On the main peak plaza of Qingxu Sect, the atmosphere was as frozen as ice. Qingyunzi forced a smile onto his withered face, unsure how to explain himself to the relentless questioning from Fairy Ni Chang and Ancestor Linghu…
Just now.
"Om-!"
Without warning, a blurry phantom materialized atop the back mountain peak. Initially, the phantom drifted like smoke, revealing the slender silhouette of Yuan Yao. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, transforming into a visible milky-white torrent that surged wildly into the phantom, making it increasingly clear and condensed, emanating a chilling nascent form of Nascent Soul power!
"This is..." Fairy Ni Chang's pupils contracted sharply, and her beautiful face instantly turned frosty: "The inner demon tribulation has passed, and the nascent soul is taking shape! This person is about to condense his nascent soul!"
Linghu, the old patriarch, narrowed his cloudy old eyes, staring intently at the phantom that was devouring spiritual energy. His throat bobbed, and he said in a dry voice, "Back then, it took me three whole days to endure the torment of the soul being devoured by the inner demon, and my mind was almost on the verge of collapse... This person only took less than three hours! Either his will is as tough as ten-thousand-year-old black iron, or he possesses a supreme treasure that can suppress the inner demon!"
His voice was bitter, and his aged face twitched slightly, revealing both shock and deep-seated jealousy.
Swish!
Three sharp, sword-like gazes pierced Qingyunzi once more. Fairy Ni Chang snorted coldly, her phoenix eyes filled with murderous intent: "Fellow Daoist Qingyunzi! Truly a master strategist! You went to great lengths to trick us into coming to 'observe the ceremony,' and now that your goal has been achieved, this fellow Daoist's Nascent Soul formation is a foregone conclusion. How long are you going to keep it a secret?"
"That's right, Fellow Daoist Qingyunzi, the six sects of Yue Kingdom are of one mind and have overcome the difficulties of Beiliang together. But you treat us like thieves! When did Qingxu Sect produce such a talented disciple? You didn't even let out a word about it!" Ancestor Linghu's dissatisfaction was almost overflowing. The predicament of Huangfeng Valley having no successors made him both jealous and resentful of Qingxu Sect's sudden emergence of a new Nascent Soul cultivator.
However, Qingyunzi paid no heed to their questions. His cloudy old eyes were fixed on the increasingly clear silhouette of the phantom on the mountaintop, his withered fingers trembling unconsciously, his lips moving as he uttered a dreamlike murmur:
"There's no mistake...that figure, that aura...it's her! It must be her!"
"But... how is that possible?"
"She's clearly just a concubine!!"
Despite the faint sound, the three Nascent Soul cultivators present—the Fairy of Rainbow Robes, Ancestor Linghu, and Nangong Wan from the Hidden Moon Sect, who had been observing coldly—instantly grasped the crucial information!
"A concubine?!"
The three gasped almost simultaneously, their faces filled with absurdity and horror. Fairy Ni Chang's beautiful eyes widened, and even Old Ancestor Linghu's goatee stood on end.
A Nascent Soul stage female cultivator becoming someone's concubine? That's utterly absurd! Even a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator would never waste such a precious talent! This completely shatters their understanding of the status of high-level cultivators!
Just as the three were filled with doubt and were about to press for an explanation—
Rumble!
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth suddenly surged violently! Centered on the mountaintop cave, dozens of enormous vortexes of spiritual energy appeared out of thin air, like roaring white dragons, carrying massive amounts of spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and pouring down madly!
The concentration of spiritual energy in the entire Luoyun Mountain Range suddenly dropped at this moment! The Nascent Soul Formation phenomenon has been achieved!
"call out--!"
A towering figure, as imposing as a mountain, appeared without warning atop the peak, hands clasped behind his back, his black robes fluttering in the wind. It was Qin Hao. His gaze, as cold as icy ice, swept over the crowd below, his voice like a thunderclap:
"Anyone who dares to set foot on this peak—will be killed without mercy!"
That undisguised mid-stage Nascent Soul spiritual pressure crashed down like a tangible tsunami! The air around the mountain was distorted!
"Mid-stage Nascent Soul!" Fairy Ni Chang and Ancestor Linghu exclaimed in unison, their expressions changing drastically.
Qingyunzi's bitter smile almost spilled out: "It really was her... no, it really was him!"
He felt a mix of emotions, both shocked by Qin Hao's cultivation level and stunned by the reconfirmation of Yuan Yao's identity.
"It was him!!!" A scream filled with shock, anger, resentment, and even disbelief suddenly rang out.
Nangong Wan stared intently at the imposing figure atop the peak, her exquisitely beautiful face contorted with extreme anger, her teeth clenched, her eyes almost bulging out of their sockets!
The Fairy of Rainbow Skirts abruptly turned her head, looking at her emotionally distraught junior sister with surprise and suspicion: "Junior Sister Nangong?! You know this person?"
"Know him?! More than just know him!" Nangong Wan's chest heaved violently, her voice sharp with excitement: "Even if he were reduced to ashes, I would still recognize him! Zhang Tie! That damned Foundation Establishment disciple of Qingxu Sect two hundred years ago!"
She would never forget that not only were the rare materials she had worked so hard to obtain stolen, but even her life-saving elixirs were looted! That was the greatest humiliation and humiliation that Nangong Wan had never experienced in her hundreds of years of cultivation!
"What?! A Foundation Establishment stage disciple of Qingxu Sect? Zhang Tie?" Ancestor Linghu gasped, tearing out several hairs from his goatee.
Fairy Ni Chang was struck dumb, turning sharply to look at Qing Yunzi. Her gaze shifted from initial shock and anger to questioning, instantly transforming into an almost reverential, incredulous "admiration." Linghu Laozu's gaze towards Qing Yunzi was filled with the same meaning, but tinged with an intense, unyielding bitterness.
"Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant! Fellow Daoist Qingyunzi!" Old Ancestor Linghu's voice was so sour it could be twisted with vinegar: "On the surface, they pretended that the sect's elite forces had been wiped out and its resources had been plundered, putting on a pitiful state of being on the verge of collapse. But in secret, they poured all the resources accumulated by the entire Qingxu Sect over hundreds of years into a single Foundation Establishment disciple! In just over two hundred years, they managed to create a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator! This cunning, this courage, I... am ashamed to admit my inferiority!"
He couldn't help but recall the time when the demonic path invaded, and how he sacrificed some disciples to cover the retreat in order to preserve the elite of Huangfeng Valley, bearing countless infamy. But what was the result? Huangfeng Valley has no successors to this day, while Qingxu Sect has turned the tables overnight, with two Nascent Soul cultivators standing side by side! This huge difference made his Dao heart somewhat unstable.
Fairy Ni Chang took a deep breath, suppressing her turbulent emotions, and replied in a complicated tone, "Fellow Daoist Qingyunzi, the six sects are of the same lineage, as close as lips and teeth. Your guardedness is rather disheartening. If you had let this Fellow Daoist Zhang show himself earlier, with his strength, the six sects working together might have been able to seize a better spiritual vein mountain gate in the Northern Liang Kingdom. Why are we trapped in this barren land?"
She also agreed with Elder Linghu's assessment. Aside from devoting the entire sect's resources and sparing no expense to nurture one person, she simply couldn't imagine how a Foundation Establishment cultivator could traverse the insurmountable chasm of Golden Core, Nascent Soul, and even the mid-Nascent Soul stage in just over two hundred years!
This decision was a gamble that could be described as a high-stakes gamble in the cultivation world! If they won, their sect would rise to prominence; if they lost, they would be doomed! At this moment, she was only left with shock at Qingyunzi's "deep foresight" and "ruthless decisiveness".
Qingyunzi listened to their "praise" with only bitterness in his heart. Did he really have such foresight and courage? If he did, he should have clung to Qin Hao's coattails back then, instead of relying on a meager bond of kinship to maintain their relationship now.
However, he had to force an apologetic smile and bowed, saying, "Alas, I apologize to you two! The inheritance of our sect is a matter of great importance, and we must proceed with caution. I hope you two will understand my good intentions."
He must maintain this image of "shrewdness and foresight"! If these two knew that Qin Hao's rise had nothing to do with Qingxu Sect, and they turned around and tried to lure him with great benefits, then Qingxu Sect would truly be finished!
Fairy Ni Chang and Ancestor Linghu exchanged a glance, both seeing helplessness and apprehension in each other's eyes. They quickly exchanged another look, tacitly suppressing their displeasure. The Qingxu Sect now openly possessed two Nascent Soul cultivators, one of whom was a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator with unknown combat strength! Their top-tier combat power had already surpassed that of Huangfeng Valley, making them equal to the Yanyue Sect!
Breaking off relations at this point would not only bring no benefit, but would also create a terrifying enemy and could even lead to a split within the Six Sects Alliance, which would be detrimental to both the Hidden Moon Sect and the Yellow Maple Valley.
The anger on their faces quickly faded, replaced by a sense of understanding and relief.
"Fellow Daoist Qingyunzi, you flatter me. It's all for the sake of the sect, which is understandable," Fairy Ni Chang said, softening her tone.
"Yes, the Qingxu Sect's current success is also thanks to your strategic planning," Elder Linghu forced a smile in agreement.
Just as the three appeared to have "thawed the ice" and the atmosphere was subtly easing—
"Zhang Tie! Give me back my treasure!" A fierce shout filled with shame and indignation pierced the sky! Nangong Wan's anger, which had been suppressed for two hundred years, finally erupted. Ignoring her senior sister's hints, she burst forth with light, transforming into a sharp white streak, and charged headlong towards the back mountain peak that Qin Hao had designated as a forbidden area!
The Fairy of Rainbow Skirts instinctively wanted to stop her, but in a flash, a thought crossed her mind: she could take this opportunity to test the depth of this "quickly achieved" mid-stage Nascent Soul! If his foundation was unstable and his combat power was weak... a glint flashed in her eyes, and she tacitly approved of Nangong Wan's actions.
In an instant, Nangong Wan had reached the summit, less than a hundred feet from Qin Hao, who stood suspended in mid-air. The Vermilion Bird Ring in her hand glowed red, and she said sharply, "That day, you and Han Li took advantage of my vulnerability and stole my..."
Before she could finish speaking, a killing intent more terrifying than a collapsing mountain or an upside-down ocean descended like a chilling hell, instantly engulfing Nangong Wan completely! Qin Hao's gaze was icy cold, devoid of any human emotion, as if he were looking at a dead person:
"I said—anyone who sets foot on this peak will be killed without mercy! Do you think I'm just ignoring my words?"
"Boom!" An invisible shockwave, purely condensed from killing intent, crashed into Nangong Wan's protective aura like a raging flood! Nangong Wan felt her soul tremble violently, and an extreme fear originating from her life instinct made her hair stand on end! Almost without thinking, she screamed, "Vermilion Bird Ring!"
Om-!
Her natal magic weapon, the Vermilion Bird Ring, instantly expanded, transforming into a solid crimson light shield that firmly protected her. Above the light shield, the illusory image of the Vermilion Bird swirled, emitting a clear and melodious cry, desperately resisting the impact of the tangible killing intent.
Even so, Nangong Wan still felt like a small boat in a raging sea, her body swaying violently in the air, her face instantly turning deathly pale. She mustered her magical power to steady herself, and shouted with a mixture of shame and anger, "Hmph! You have important matters to attend to today, so I won't bother with you! Three months from now, atop Falling Phoenix Mountain, do you dare to fight me to the death?"
A hint of impatience flashed in Qin Hao's eyes, and he waved his hand casually as if shooing away a fly: "Why bother with three months? Enough with the noise! If you can withstand three of my moves and survive, I'll spare your life. Otherwise… you'll be annihilated, body and soul!"
Before he finished speaking, Qin Hao had already disappeared!
It wasn't teleportation, but a terrifying speed resulting from the pure power of the physical body being unleashed to its limit! In the eyes of Fairy Ni Chang, Ancestor Linghu, and the others, they only saw a blurry afterimage left behind. Qin Hao's true body had already appeared directly in front of Nangong Wan's Vermilion Bird Ring shield, like a meteorite tearing through space!
There were no flashy lights, no complicated spells, only a fist wrapped in a faint golden light, simple and unadorned yet containing terrifying power that could shatter mountains and split seas, which was unleashed fiercely!
"Boom——!!!"
A deafening, heart-stopping explosion erupted! The instant the fist made contact with the Vermilion Bird Ring of Light, the solid crimson shield twisted and deformed violently like fragile glass, its surface rippling with turbulent waves!
The phantom of the Vermilion Bird let out a mournful cry and instantly dimmed! Nangong Wan felt an overwhelming force pass through the magic weapon, her arms trembled violently, her blood surged, and her protective aura almost collapsed! She groaned, her body was uncontrollably blasted back dozens of feet, and her internal magic power became chaotic!
Giving Nangong Wan no chance to catch her breath! Qin Hao took a step forward, the void beneath his feet seeming to collapse, emitting a groan of unbearable weight. His figure followed like a shadow, instantly catching up with the flying Nangong Wan. His right leg, like a golden heaven-opening whip, swept across the battlefield with a fierce howl that tore through the gale!
Nangong Wan's pupils constricted sharply as she sensed a deadly threat! She screamed and frantically poured all her magical power into the Vermilion Bird Ring! The crimson light surged instantly, and the ring spun rapidly, attempting to deflect the force and block!
"Clang—!!!" A deafening sound like metal clashing tore through the sky! The Vermilion Bird Ring let out a mournful cry, its rotation instantly halting, and its spiritual light plummeted once more! The terrifying shockwave contained within the leg whip pierced through the defenses and struck Nangong Wan hard in the waist and abdomen!
"Pfft!" Nangong Wan felt as if she had been struck by a heavy hammer. She spat out a mouthful of blood, her internal organs seemed to shift, and her protective aura shattered completely! Like a kite with a broken string, she plummeted diagonally towards the ground at an even faster speed, her eyes filled with horror and despair! The gap was too great! This wasn't a battle between equals; it was a crushing defeat!
Qin Hao's eyes were cold as he appeared like a ghost above Nangong Wan's falling trajectory. Another unadorned punch landed.
The shadow of death loomed over her completely! Nangong Wan stared at the fist that was rapidly enlarging in her pupils, her whole body turned ice-cold, and even her nascent soul felt a shiver, unable to muster the slightest thought of resistance!
"Junior Sister!" Fairy Ni Chang was terrified. She never expected Qin Hao to be so ruthless and decisive, and she never expected that Nangong Wan couldn't even withstand three moves! She transformed into a pink streak of light and caught Nangong Wan just before she hit the ground.
Linghu Laozu was also horrified, his goatee trembling violently. He had originally held onto a sliver of hope, thinking that Qin Hao's rapid advancement meant his foundation was unstable, and his combat strength might not even be as good as his own, a "veteran" mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.
But what he saw before him shattered his illusions! With just his physical strength, he had severely injured Nangong Wan in three moves?! What terrifying level of body refinement was this? This person's combat power was absolutely comparable to, or even surpassed, those infamous demonic tyrants! His gaze towards Qin Hao was filled with unprecedented apprehension.
Qingyunzi was also utterly shocked, his mind reeling: "Dual cultivation of body and magic! He's actually such a powerful body cultivator! Qingxu Sect... what exactly did Qingxu Sect miss back then?!"
Although he had long suspected Qin Hao's strength was extraordinary, witnessing this overwhelming combat power firsthand was still incredibly impactful. At this moment, only one thought remained etched into his mind: at all costs, he must keep Zhang Tie within the Qingxu Sect! This was a matter of the sect's survival!
"Cough cough..." Nangong Wan lay in the arms of Fairy Ni Chang, and another mouthful of blood gushed out. Her face was ashen, her meridians were damaged, and her spiritual power was disordered.
She gasped for breath, her eyes still filled with shock: "This person... is he really this powerful?"
"Junior Sister! How are you feeling?" Fairy Ni Chang hurriedly channeled a stream of pure magic power into her to help stabilize her injuries, her heart filled with lingering fear. Nangong Wan was the future pillar of the Hidden Moon Sect; if she were to perish here, the loss would be immeasurable.
Nangong Wan closed her eyes and regulated her breathing for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "It's alright... Senior Sister, he... he didn't use any magic weapons, which is already... showing mercy."
She struggled to her feet, suppressing her injuries, and bowed to Qin Hao, who still stood with his hands behind his back on the mountaintop as if he had never moved. Her voice was hoarse and unusually solemn: "Fellow Daoist Zhang... your supernatural powers are unparalleled. Nangong Wan... is ashamed of her inferiority. I am convinced of my defeat today. I will return to the mountain to cultivate diligently, and one day... I will come to learn from you again!"
After saying that, she didn't even look at Fairy Ni Chang, and transformed into a slightly unsteady streak of light, flying straight back to the mountain where the Hidden Moon Sect was located, clearly needing to go into seclusion to heal her injuries.
Fairy Ni Chang sighed inwardly, but quickly put on an apologetic smile and bowed to Qin Hao from afar: "Fellow Daoist Zhang, please forgive me! Junior Sister Nangong has been in seclusion for many years. She is straightforward and impulsive, and has offended you. I apologize on her behalf. I hope you will not take offense."
Faced with the fairy's humble attitude, Qin Hao's icy expression softened slightly, and he said calmly, "It's alright. My concubine Zhang is at a crucial stage of forming her Nascent Soul and cannot be disturbed. I was a little too heavy-handed just now, please forgive me, fairy."
"Not at all! It was my junior sister who was ignorant of her own limitations. Your intervention was to teach her a lesson, to let her know that there are always people more powerful than herself, and that this is not necessarily a bad thing for tempering her Dao heart." Fairy Ni Chang lowered her posture even further, her tone sincere. She knew that even if she went all out, she would have no chance of defeating Nangong Wan in three moves. The ruthless person in front of her, who cultivated both body and magic, had unfathomable combat power and was far beyond her ability to defeat.
In the world of cultivation, strength is the ultimate principle.
Qin Hao nodded slightly, said no more, and with a flicker of his body, returned to the mountaintop, guarding the cave below like a rock. Although his attitude was indifferent, it indicated that he would not pursue the matter further.
Fairy Ni Chang breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and flew back to the main peak of Qingxu Sect. When she looked at Qingyunzi again, her smile was as warm as a spring breeze: "Fellow Daoist Qingyunzi, we were too presumptuous today. Once your fairy successfully emerges from seclusion, I, Ni Chang, will certainly prepare generous gifts and come to offer my congratulations!"
Linghu Patriarch immediately put on a smile and patted Qingyunzi's shoulder warmly: "Haha, Fellow Daoist Qingyunzi, Huangfeng Valley and Qingxu Sect have always been on good terms and have a deep history! In the future, the disciples of our two sects should communicate more and help each other!"
Qingyunzi sneered inwardly, "Hmph! Two old foxes! If it weren't for Fellow Daoist Zhang's divine might, would you be so polite?"
But his face was flushed with joy, and he repeatedly cupped his hands in greeting: "Certainly, certainly! We are grateful for the understanding of you two fellow Daoists. Qingxu Sect will definitely stand with both sects through thick and thin!"
After a century of suppressed frustration, they can finally hold their heads high!
……
After one month.
The enormous vortex of spiritual energy atop the back mountain peak was finally completely absorbed by the cave dwelling. The residual spiritual pressure in the world slowly subsided, and a flawless Nascent Soul aura, like a newborn sun, rose slowly from within the cave dwelling, announcing the birth of a newly promoted Nascent Soul cultivator!
Inside the secret chamber, Yuan Yao slowly opened her eyes, her gaze shining brightly as if containing stars. Before her, a tiny purple figure, about an inch tall and with a face identical to hers, floated in the air, blinking curiously, its every smile and gesture in perfect harmony with her own.
With a slight thought, Yuan Yao heard the little figure let out a cheerful laugh and "whoosh" it burrowed into her dantian. Upon looking inside, she saw a tiny purple figure, identical to herself, sitting cross-legged in her dantian, replacing the former golden core and radiating powerful and pure primordial energy.
"Is this... the Nascent Soul Realm?" Yuan Yao parted her cherry lips slightly, feeling the unprecedentedly powerful energy within her body and the clear perception of the primordial energy of heaven and earth. A wonderful feeling of being reborn and leaping to a higher level of life filled her heart.
She took a deep breath to calm her turbulent emotions, and with a gentle wave of her hand, the heavy stone door slid open silently.
"Junior Sister!" Yanli, who had been waiting outside, rushed forward instantly, tears welling in her eyes, and hugged Yuan Yao tightly: "That's great! You succeeded! You are now a Nascent Soul cultivator!"
After more than two hundred years of companionship and going through life and death together, the joy at this moment is beyond words.
Yuan Yao also hugged her senior sister back, her eyes slightly red, filled with emotion: "Yes, senior sister... finally... finally we've come this far."
Looking back, from the dark and mysterious land to the turbulent and unpredictable Star Sea, and finally to the successful formation of the Nascent Soul today, only I know the hardships I have endured.
Qin Hao appeared at the doorway, looking at the stable Nascent Soul aura on Yuan Yao's body, a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes: "The Heavenly Yin Body is indeed uniquely blessed. Your Nascent Soul formation was even smoother than mine back then."
"All of this is thanks to the Soul-Nourishing Wood bestowed upon me by the Master." Yuan Yao released Yanli and carefully presented a warm jade box, the very one containing the Soul-Nourishing Wood, to Qin Hao. "Without this divine wood to protect my primordial spirit, the inner demon tribulation was filled with illusions and extremely dangerous. I'm afraid..."
She was still shaken. If it weren't for the cool aura emanating from the Soul-Nourishing Wood constantly stabilizing her mind, she would never have been able to overcome the tribulation of inner demons so easily.
Qin Hao casually flicked his wrist, and the jade box flew into his sleeve and disappeared. He stepped forward, domineeringly pulling Yuan Yao into his arms, his large hand lightly pinching her soft waist, a wicked smile curving his lips: "Still being so formal with me? You deserve punishment!"
Yuan Yao's pretty face instantly flushed red, looking radiant and alluring. Before she could even scold him, she exclaimed, "Ah!" as Qin Hao swept her up in his arms.
"Master...Master! Senior Sister is still here..." Yuan Yao buried her head in Qin Hao's firm chest in embarrassment, her voice barely audible.
Qin Hao laughed heartily, not even glancing at Yanli who was covering her mouth and chuckling to herself, and strode into the secret chamber carrying Yuan Yao. "Bang!" The heavy stone door slammed shut again, isolating the inside from the outside.
Soon, a series of blush-inducing, suggestive sounds drifted out, announcing the start of a special "reward" for the "meritorious official"...
……
Another half month passed.
With immense trepidation, Qingyunzi arrived alone at the temporary cave dwelling Qin Hao had created on the back mountain. After confirming Yuan Yao's stable and powerful early-stage Nascent Soul aura several times, he took a deep breath and entered the main hall of the cave dwelling.
In the hall, Qin Hao sat in the main seat, with Yuan Yao and Yan Li standing on either side. Qing Yunzi dared not presume and bowed deeply to Qin Hao: "Fellow Daoist Zhang, Fairy Yuan Yao, this old man Qing Yunzi greets you."
"Fellow Daoist, there's no need for such formalities. Please sit down," Qin Hao said calmly.
Qingyunzi sat down as instructed, but felt as if he were sitting on pins and needles. He looked at the prematurely young, yet profoundly deep, mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator before him, and the equally promising newly promoted Nascent Soul concubine beside him, and his heart was filled with mixed emotions.
After a moment of silence, a profound sorrow and pleading appeared on his aged face, his voice trembling almost imperceptibly:
"Fellow Daoist Zhang, this old man... is nearing the end of his lifespan, his life force is waning, and I fear... he won't last many more years." His cloudy eyes held a world-weary look, reflecting his profound understanding of life's vicissitudes: "A thousand years of cultivation, life is but a dream, and I have long since become indifferent to life and death. Only one thing remains, like a demon in my heart, haunting my mind, and I cannot let it go until death!"
He paused, looking earnestly at Qin Hao. However, Qin Hao simply stared at him silently, his eyes deep and penetrating, as if they could see right through him, without offering any response.
Qingyunzi's heart sank; he knew that empty words would hardly sway the other party. He gritted his teeth, no longer hesitating, and with a flick of his withered hand, several items shimmering with different spiritual lights appeared on the jade table before him:
Three "Fire Dragon" inner cores, each the size of a longan and containing pure fire elemental power; a "Millennial Purple Ganoderma"; and an ancient-looking jade slip.
These are the most treasured possessions of the entire Qingxu Sect! He has spared no effort for the sake of the sect's lineage!
Qingyunzi bowed deeply to Qin Hao once more, his voice filled with a desperate, tragic plea: "After I pass away, if the Qingxu Sect has no new Nascent Soul cultivator to lead it... it will surely be divided and swallowed up, and its lineage will be severed in an instant! I have no other request, only that you... remember that you once cultivated in my Qingxu Sect and shared a bond with it! I earnestly request that you... lend a helping hand and cultivate a Nascent Soul cultivator for my Qingxu Sect, ensuring the continuation of my lineage! If this can be done, even in death... I can rest in peace!"
The first two items were nothing special to Qin Hao, but the last jade slip contained the notes on talismans from the successive Supreme Elders of the Qingxu Sect, many of which contained special talismans that had been lost.
"Very well, since you are so sincere, and since I do have a connection with the Qingxu Sect, I will serve as a guest elder in the Qingxu Sect for five hundred years."
A hint of disappointment flashed in Qingyunzi's eyes. In the end, the other party still couldn't stay in Qingxu Sect, but at least for the next five hundred years, Qingxu Sect wouldn't have to worry about its lineage being cut off.
"Thank you for your help, fellow Daoist!"
Upon returning, Qingyunzi summoned Xuanchengzi and Abbess Jingyun and instructed them: "From this day forward, all matters, large and small, of the Qingxu Sect shall be decided by Fellow Daoist Zhang Tie. For the next five hundred years, all successive sect leaders and elders of the Qingxu Sect shall take it upon themselves to discover talented individuals..."
"I will obey my master's decree!"
……
Three years later, Qingyunzi passed away peacefully.
At the same time, Qingxu Sect also selected a group of newly promoted Qi Refining stage disciples.
Having witnessed Qin Hao's formidable strength, neither the Hidden Moon Sect nor the Yellow Maple Valley dared to compete with the Pure Void Sect. Among this batch of newly recruited disciples, two disciples with mutated spiritual roots emerged.
(End of this chapter)