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Fifteen temperings require resources far exceeding imagination. Even with the aid of Xuanhuang Qi, the pill in his hand alone might not
be enough. He needs more resources, a massive amount of precious herbs and spiritual materials. "Eat one bite at a time, walk one step at a time," Chen Qing muttered to himself, suppressing the slight heat in his heart. The more critical the moment, the more he needs to calm his mind. He pushed open the door and went out. It was early summer, and the vegetation on Wanfa Peak was lush. Sunlight filtered through layers of pine needles, casting dappled shadows on the bluestone path. Having been in seclusion, he had lost track of time, and only now did he realize that the mountains were already verdant and full of life. Chen Qing strolled down the peak and came to the side hall where he usually ate. Zisu had prepared a meal: several stir-fried seasonal vegetables, a dish of braised exotic beast meat, and a bowl of porridge made from spirit rice—all nourishing to replenish qi and blood and warm the meridians. He ate it all carefully, and the slight fatigue from his days of seclusion gradually dissipated. "Summon Pingbo," Chen Qing said, putting down his chopsticks and instructing Qingdai, who was standing nearby. A moment later, Pingbo's slightly hunched figure appeared outside the hall. "Young Master," Pingbo bowed. "Sit," Chen Qing gestured for him to sit opposite him. "Has the peak been peaceful during my seclusion?" "Reporting to Young Master, everything on the peak is as usual," Pingbo reported carefully after sitting down. "Steward Zhu Yu has managed internal and external affairs very well, and the stewards of each hall are all keeping to their duties without any abnormalities, except—" He paused, as if considering his words. "Except what?" Chen Qing looked up. Pingbo lowered his voice: "As instructed by the young master, this old servant has been maintaining contact with the northern border through secret channels. The day before yesterday—Wu Xuan sent some information." Chen Qing's eyes narrowed slightly: "Wu Xuan? What did he say?" Pingbo took out a talisman from his bosom and presented it with both hands: "The talisman contains coded messages about the whereabouts and hiding places of some experts from the Eight Tribes of Jinting and the Night Clan who have infiltrated Yan Kingdom."
Chen Qing took the letter and opened it.
The information inside was exactly as Ping Bo had said, detailing three suspected hideouts of a Jin Ting Grandmaster or a Night Clan patrolman.
These hideouts were extremely well-hidden, and the perpetrators were exceptionally cautious; unless leaked by an insider, they would be virtually undetectable to outsiders.
"Wu Xuan—he actually gave me this?" Chen Qing's mind raced.
A Grandmaster-level figure from one of the eight tribes of Jin Ting, even if he had received great kindness from his master in the past, now that his master was gone, why would he entrust him with such crucial information?
Pingbo had clearly considered this matter as well, and slowly said, "This old servant suspects that Wu Xuan's actions are not simply out of nostalgia." "
I have secretly checked the list in the letter. Two of them have old grudges against the Black Python Tribe, especially the Crimson Lord. Years ago, during a dispute over a mine, he and Wu Xuan became mortal enemies, their forces fighting each other for years, resulting in considerable casualties."
He looked at Chen Qing: "Wu Xuan's actions are likely intended to use the young master—or at least his mouth—to report this intelligence to the Tianbao Upper Sect and even the Yan Kingdom's court, using the power of the six upper sects and the Jingwu Guard to eliminate these adversaries who are detrimental to him."
Chen Qing listened silently.
Pingbo's analysis was reasonable.
As a high-ranking tribal leader, Wu Xuan's ability to maintain his position in the brutal environment of Jinting suggests he is a shrewd strategist.
So-called remembrance of a former master's kindness would likely have little weight in the face of tribal interests and personal safety.
Using others to do his dirty work and eliminating dissidents is more in line with his motives.
"You're right," Chen Qing said slowly, his voice calm. "This matter needs to be handled with caution."
"First, if I directly report this information to the sect or the imperial court, their primary question will be: how could a disciple like me, Chen Qing, know the top-secret whereabouts of Grandmaster Jin Ting and the Night Clan's Night Patrol Envoy?"
"How should I explain it then? That it was a spy planted by my master before his death? Not to mention whether the sect would believe it, if they investigate further, Wu Xuan's connection might be exposed."
Ping Bo's expression hardened, and he nodded, saying, "Young Master's consideration is thorough; this old servant was inconsiderate."
"Second," Chen Qing continued, his tone even more somber, "whether this information is true or false, a trap or a sign of sincerity, still needs to be verified." "It's true that
Wu Xuan and Chi Lie have an old grudge, but how can we know that this isn't a trap set by Jin Ting?"
"Chi Lie—I have a grudge against him. Outside Chi Sha Town, he participated in the ambush to kill my master, and I did indeed want to kill him."
Chen Qing's tone was calm, but Pingbo could sense the killing intent beneath the surface.
"But wanting to kill, being able to kill, and when to kill are two different things,"
Pingbo agreed wholeheartedly. "Young Master is wise.
" Chen Qing waved his hand. "Revenge must be taken, but there's no need to rush."
"Pingbo, continue to maintain a discreet relationship with Wu Xuan through existing channels, and investigate Chi Lie's exact strength in detail." "
Furthermore, you can secretly dispatch trusted peak stewards or external informants to investigate a hiding place mentioned in the intelligence. Remember, it's better to find nothing than to alert the enemy."
"Yes, this old servant understands," Pingbo replied solemnly. "I will definitely choose the most experienced and cautious person to do it."
Chen Qing nodded, his tone softening. "We must make good use of the Wu Xuan lead; it might provide unexpected information."
"The premise is that we cannot expose it, nor can we completely trust it."
"This old servant understands," Pingbo said sincerely.
Chen Qing was young, but his composure, experience, and calculated shrewdness were truly remarkable.
After giving a few more instructions on the daily affairs of the peak, Pingbo rose to take his leave to arrange the matters Chen Qing had instructed.
Chen Qing sat alone in the hall, his gaze once again falling on the black talisman.
Chi Lie—
he slowly clenched his fist.
Chen Qing was always a cautious man.
The first thing to do was to verify the authenticity of the information.
He didn't intend to expose the Wu Xuan connection; it would be of great use in the future.
If he could truly develop a Golden Court Grand Duke into a spy, its value would far exceed eliminating a few rivals.
But the prerequisite was that Wu Xuan must be genuine, not setting a trap.
Chen Qing pondered for a long time before putting away the black talisman.
For the next two or three days, he cultivated as usual, consolidating his fourteenth tempering realm, while also using Pingbo's channels to send some insignificant probing information to Wu Xuan.
He was waiting, waiting for Wu Xuan's reaction, and also waiting for the results of his arranged investigation.
On the evening of the third day, someone arrived.
The person was none other than Xu Min.
When Qingdai announced the arrival, Chen Qing was somewhat surprised. He hadn't seen Xu Min since returning from Yujing City.
He had been searching everywhere for precious medicines recently, and had even sent a letter to Hidden Peak through Zhu Yu, but it had vanished without a trace.
Chen Qing rose to greet her.
Outside the courtyard gate, Xu Min stood in a pale purple dress, her black hair held up by a single jade hairpin, a few stray strands falling across her forehead.
Her face looked somewhat pale, with faint dark circles under her eyes, and even her usually lustrous lips were paler.
"Senior Sister, what's wrong?" Chen Qing ushered her into the courtyard.
Xu Min followed him into the living room, sat down in a chair, accepted the hot tea offered by Zisu, and softly spoke, "Junior Brother Chen, these past few days—you've had a hard time."
Her voice was still clear and melodious, but it lacked its usual composure, carrying a hint of guilt.
Chen Qing knew what she meant. During his trip to Yujing City, he had been ambushed by the Night Clan and the Golden Court, and had been afflicted with the Eroding Dao Miasma. Although it wasn't Xu Min's fault, it was ultimately related to her request for him to go to the capital.
"Senior Sister, you flatter me. The world is dangerous; nothing is ever perfect."
Chen Qing smiled, his tone calm. "But Senior Sister, why do you look so unwell? Did something go wrong with your cultivation?"
Xu Min shook her head, not answering immediately, but instead took out a palm-sized white jade porcelain bottle from her sleeve and gently placed it on the table.
The porcelain bottle was warm and smooth, with a faint spiritual light flowing around it; it was clearly not an ordinary object.
"Junior Brother, this is for you."
Xu Min looked up at Chen Qing, her gaze serious. "Perhaps—it might have a chance to remove the Eroding Dao Miasma from your body."
Chen Qing was taken aback: "This is—?"
The Eroding Dao Miasma was so difficult to cure that even Hua Yunfeng, who personally went to the Xuan Tian Shang Sect, had difficulty finding a good solution. Xu Min actually had something to counteract it?
Xu Min pursed her lips and said softly, "Do you remember the seed you gave me before? The dead seed I bought in Lingxiao City."
Chen Qing certainly remembered.
That grayish-brown seed that flowed from the ancient tomb was lifeless; even the old gardener asserted it was a dead seed.
He bought it out of curiosity and later gave it to Xu Min, who loved flowers and plants.
"I forced it to mature," Xu Min said softly, "but it grew far too slowly. Even with ordinary spiritual spring water and warm jade, it might not sprout for decades. So during this time—I used my own blood essence to water it, forcibly accelerating its maturity, and finally it sprouted a tender shoot."
She paused, pointing to the porcelain bottle: "This is the morning dew that condensed when the sprout first appeared. There were only three drops in total, which I sealed here using a secret method."
Chen Qing's pupils constricted!
Watered with blood essence?!
The blood essence of a martial artist is the condensation of vital energy and blood essence. Excessive depletion can lead to a decline in cultivation, damage to the foundation, or even shorten lifespan!
No wonder Xu Min's face was so pale and her breath was weaker than usual; this was clearly a sign of excessive depletion of her essence and blood!
"Senior Sister, you—" Chen Qing was shocked and didn't know what to say for a moment.
Xu Min had actually used her own essence and blood to ripen that dead seed?
And the dew that was produced was to dispel the corrosive miasma on his body?
"It's alright."
Xu Min smiled slightly, her smile somewhat weary. "Take some pills and rest for a while, and you'll recover. But you—"
She pushed the porcelain bottle in front of Chen Qing: "This dew contains extremely abundant vitality; perhaps it can restrain the corrosive power of the miasma. You should try it; even if it can't eradicate it, it should at least alleviate it somewhat."
Chen Qing took the porcelain bottle.
Even through the bottle, he could feel the pure vitality and vast essence contained within.
He looked at Xu Min's pale face, his heart filled with complex emotions.
Actually, he wanted to say that the corrosive miasma no longer had any effect on him.
He possessed the destiny of "Heaven rewards diligence," and the so-called miasma could not trap him at all.
But this was his greatest secret, one he could never reveal.
"Senior Sister, will this dew—have any effect on you?" Chen Qing finally asked.
"Don't worry, it's really nothing." Xu Min spoke sincerely, her eyes open and honest. "It just depletes some of your essence and blood; you'll recover after resting. If it can help you, then it's worth it."
She stood up. "I need to go back and rest. You should take it quickly. Remember, one drop at a time, dissolved with your true essence, and absorbed slowly."
With that, she turned and walked out of the courtyard, her steps lighter than when she arrived.
"Senior Sister, thank you." Chen Qing bowed respectfully behind her.
Xu Min didn't stop, only waved her hand lightly, and her figure quickly disappeared outside the courtyard gate.
Chen Qing stood there, motionless for a long time.
He suppressed the surging emotions in his heart.
This dew might be useless in dispelling the corrosive miasma, but the vast essence and life force it contained were real.
Through the refinement of the Heavenly Treasure Pagoda, it would definitely generate extremely high-quality Xuanhuang Qi, enough to make up for the last bit of resources needed to break through fifteen tempering cycles, and even to form the Golden Core!
"Perfect—"
Ren Qing murmured to himself, his eyes gradually brightening.
He no longer hesitated and summoned Qian Dai.
"I'm going into seclusion."
Ren Qing looked at her, his expression more serious than ever before. "During this seclusion, no one, no matter what, is allowed to disturb me."
"If there's an emergency, you should discuss it with Pingbo and Zhu Yu. If you really can't decide—wait for me to come out of seclusion."
Seeing Ren Qing's serious expression, Qian Dai felt a chill in her heart and nodded heavily. "Don't worry, Senior Brother, I understand! I will definitely guard the quiet room well and not let anyone disturb it."
Ren Qing nodded, said no more, and turned to enter the quiet room.
The stone door slowly closed, isolating the inside from the outside.
Inside the quiet room, the lamp was dim.
Ren Qing sat down cross-legged and first took out the porcelain bottle given to him by Dong Min and uncorked it.
Instantly, an extremely fresh and exotic fragrance filled the air, and the faint images of sprouting grass and spring rain even appeared in the quiet room.
Three drops of dew in the bottle, crystal clear, with a faint jade-colored luster, rolled gently at the bottom of the bottle.
"It seems that dead seed really isn't so bad after all—"
Chen Qing's thoughts stirred, a faint purple light flashed between his brows, and he established a connection with the Heavenly Treasure Pagoda.
He sent a drop of dew into the furnace inside the pagoda.
This time, the furnace operated exceptionally slowly, as if carefully decomposing and refining the drop of dew.
A full half hour passed before the first wisp of Xuanhuang Qi slowly seeped out.
This wisp of Qi was no longer pale gold, but rather golden, its purity and richness far surpassing any previous refinement!
Ren Qing opened his mouth and inhaled.
"Boom!"
A muffled sound, as if the heavens and earth were splitting open, exploded within his body!
The Xuanhuang Qi spread throughout his limbs and bones, and wherever it passed, meridians, bones, internal organs, and even the finest particles of flesh and blood seemed to be re-tempered!
His True Essence Sea boiled violently!
The Xuanhuang Qi refined from a single drop of dew was comparable in power to the sum of several thousand precious herbs he had previously obtained!
Ren Qing's spirits soared, and without further hesitation, he sent the remaining two drops of dew into the furnace.
Another long hour passed.
When the last wisp of golden Xuanhuang Qi was extracted, the quiet room was shrouded in a hazy golden mist.
The Xuanhuang Qi was so dense that it was almost liquid, swirling and flowing around Ren Qing.
At this point, all the resources needed for the fifteenth tempering and the formation of the Martial Golden Core were finally complete!
Ren Qing took a long breath, adjusting his state to its peak.
Then, he took out the Reversal Star Spiral Pill given to him by Elder Li.
The pill lay quietly in his palm, its surface swirling with obscure star spiral patterns.
"Fifteenth tempering—"
Ren Qing murmured softly, his eyes showing no hesitation.
He tilted his head back and swallowed the Reversal Star Spiral Pill .
The pill transformed upon entering his body, becoming a violent torrent that instantly rushed into his dantian's true essence sea!
At the same time, Ren Qing's thoughts stirred, and the Xuanhuang Qi swirling around him, like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, surged into his body!
"Boom—!!!"
A rumbling thunder seemed to echo within the quiet room!
Ren Qing's aura exploded completely, his robes billowing without wind, his long hair dancing wildly!
The *Tai Xu Zhen Jing* mental cultivation method circulated at an unprecedented eight-fold frenzy, guiding the medicinal sorrow of the Reversing Fate Star-Spinning Pill and a massive amount of Xuanhuang Qi to perform the final tempering of his True Essence Sea!
Fifteen tempering cycles, begin!
Time quietly passed in the silent cultivation.
Ren Qing seemed to have turned into a statue, only his aura continuously rising.
Within his dantian, the True Essence Sea, under the dual impact of the Reversing Fate Star-Spinning Pill's medicinal sorrow and the Xuanhuang Qi, began an inconceivable transformation.
The sea was no longer still, but instead, towering waves surged.
Every drop of True Essence was being frantically compressed.
The color of the True Essence changed from dark gold to almost transparent.
And the total amount of True Essence, instead of decreasing, continued to expand, compress, and expand again with the replenishment of Xuanhuang Qi—
a complex process.
For ordinary people, refining their true essence becomes increasingly difficult, with the total amount of true essence often stagnating, and they can only focus on increasing its purity.
However, Ren Qing, relying on the heaven-defying medicinal properties of the Reversal Star-Spinning Pill and the support of a massive amount of Golden Profound Yellow Qi, once again pushed the total amount of true essence to an unbelievable level, and then compressed and refined it with even more ferocious force!
Dozens of days passed.
In the quiet room, Ren Qing's figure was completely enveloped by a golden cocoon of energy.
The cocoon slowly rotated, and with each rotation, it caused the surrounding天地元气 (heaven and earth energy) to converge wildly, forming a visible vortex of energy.
Within the cocoon, in Ren Qing's dantian, the final qualitative change finally arrived!
All the true essence, after fifteen refinements, completely fused into one!
In the dantian, a point of golden light slowly lit up.
Initially only the size of a pinhead, it was incredibly solid and incredibly dazzling.
As the true essence gathered and merged into that point of golden light as if guided by a divine force, the golden light gradually expanded and solidified—
the phantom of a golden core slowly emerged!
At the same time, the cocoon of energy around Chen Qing shattered!
Success!
Fifteen tempering cycles!
Ren Qing slowly raised his hand, his five fingers gently clenching.
"Buzz!"
A feeling of holding the entire world in his palm arose spontaneously.
At this moment, in terms of the quality and quantity of his true essence alone, he had reached the theoretical limit of the True Essence Realm, and even surpassed some newly initiated Grandmasters and those whose Golden Core was not yet solidified!
"But this is not enough."
Ren Qing's eyes blazed with intense light. "The True Essence Realm is ultimately just the True Essence Realm. Only by achieving the Golden Core and transcending the limits of life can one truly transform into a warrior!"
He didn't pause.
Having completed fifteen tempering cycles, his condition was at an unprecedented peak. Although most of his Xuanhuang Qi was depleted, a considerable amount remained—the perfect time to form the Golden Core!
He closed his eyes again, his mind completely sinking into his dantian.
To condense the core, one must first construct the dantian aperture in the center of the dantian's sea of essence with supreme will and pure true essence.
Ren Qing's will was as firm as iron, his concentration drawing the sea of true essence to begin rotating.
At the center of the vortex, a point of extremely concentrated light began to gestate.
The remaining Xuanhuang Qi was mobilized and integrated into it, serving as the initial seed of the core.
Once the seed was formed, a massive amount of essence was needed to stabilize the core, ultimately forming the Golden Core.
Ren Qing circulated his cultivation technique, his pores opening wide. Outside the meditation room, the myriad laws of the heavens and earth began to fluctuate violently, forming an invisible, enormous funnel that frantically converged into the meditation room where he was.
But this was far from enough for the fifteen tempering of his foundation to condense the golden core.
Without hesitation, he poured the remaining portion of his Xuanhuang Qi into the rotating dantian!
"Clang!"
The dantian shone brightly!
True essence surged into the dantian like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea.
Mysterious patterns began to emerge on the surface of the dantian.
These were the patterns of the golden core.
The process of condensing the core was extremely slow.
Time slipped by silently, and dozens of days passed in the blink of an eye.
Outside the meditation room, it was already midsummer.
On this day, dark clouds shrouded the Tianbao Upper Sect, with lightning bolts darting about and rumbling thunder within the clouds, as if a rare summer downpour was brewing.
Inside Ren Qing's dantian, the golden core was nearing completion.
The golden core that was forming, seemingly the size of a thumb, was as heavy as a mountain. It slowly rotated, each rotation absorbing a massive amount of heaven and earth energy, radiating a terrifyingly powerful pressure.
The golden core was newly formed, with fifteen hidden patterns!
Inside the quiet room, Ren Qing's mind was completely still, all his thoughts focused on that one point in his dantian.
The dantian aperture was complete, and a massive amount of true essence and primordial energy flowed into it like rivers flowing into the sea.
The nascent golden core slowly rotated, becoming more solid with each rotation, and the fifteen profound patterns on its surface became clearer.
The final step in forming the golden core was to completely merge one's will with this golden core, making it solid, thus transforming true essence into a pill, and life leaping into the world.
This was also the moment when countless True Essence Realm experts were most vulnerable to failure; the slightest fluctuation in mind or slackening of will could lead to the loss of all previous efforts.
Ren Qing held his breath, circulating the "Tai Xu Zhen Jing" mental technique to its limit, his spirit as clear as a mirror, without the slightest ripple.
His mind sank into the spinning phantom of the golden core, feeling the immense power within resonating with his own bloodline and soul.
"Buzz—"
The golden core spun faster and faster, its absorption of true essence becoming increasingly terrifying. His entire dantian and sea of consciousness trembled violently, emitting a low, rumbling sound.
The fifteen core patterns seemed to come alive, beginning to glow faintly, as if trying to break free from the golden core's constraints and illuminate the heavens.
At this most crucial and perilous moment, the long-dormant golden light in Ren Qing's mind suddenly blazed!
[Heaven's Way: Diligence Leads to Success!]
It seemed natural, as if it were destined.
"Clang!"
Within his dantian, the phantom of the golden core, spinning to its limit, suddenly contracted inward!
All the surging true essence and primordial energy converged into a single point in that instant! The
next moment—
a single point of dazzling golden light, too bright to look at directly, erupted from that collapsing point!
Amidst the golden light, a perfectly round golden core slowly emerged, quietly hovering in the center of his dantian.
On its surface, fifteen distinct core patterns were clearly visible, like natural imprints etched upon it.
[Tai Xu Refining Core Technique, First Turn: (1/10000)]
The instant these words appeared in his mind, Ren Qing's heart leaped!
He felt that the newly formed golden core within him, like a small sun suppressed for too long, could no longer contain its primordial light, bursting forth to illuminate the heavens and earth!
"This is—the phenomenon of a newly born golden core!"
Ren Qing instantly understood.
A golden core formed from such a foundation would inevitably resonate with the primordial energy of heaven and earth upon its birth, producing astonishing phenomena.
If this phenomenon of the fifteen core patterns were fully exposed, not only the Tianbao Upper Sect, but the entire Northern Cang would be alarmed. He would then have no peace, all his secrets exposed to the scrutiny of all sides.
"It must be concealed!"
Ren Qing thought to himself, making a decision instantly. Almost at the critical
moment when the radiance of his golden core was about to burst forth from his body— within his body, the "Reversing Fate Star Swirl Pill," which should have been exhausted, suddenly trembled slightly at its core, where a star swirling imprint was located! "Buzz—" A ring of star swirling barrier quietly spread from the depths of Ren Qing's dantian, gently covering the surface of the newly formed golden core. The star swirling flowed, quietly concealing four of the pill's patterns. The magnificent Daoist aura and radiance that the golden core was about to burst forth from his body were immediately weakened by more than half, revealing only the unusual phenomenon of eleven pill patterns! Although still astonishing, it had been downgraded from "unprecedented" to the category of "peerless genius." Still dazzling, it no longer exceeded common sense. Outside the quiet room, torrential rain poured down, and the world was shrouded in darkness. The entire Tianbao Upper Sect was enveloped in the downpour, with thunder and lightning, and howling winds, as if a hole had been torn in the sky. In the side hall where the pills were being distributed, the hall was brightly lit and filled with a faint medicinal fragrance. —According to the sect's custom, a new batch of refined pills was being received by representatives of the various lineages' true disciples. Huo Qiushui, Zhong Yu, Qu He, and Zhang Baicheng stood in the hall, distributing the pills. After the distribution was complete, the four prepared to leave. "Junior Brother Qu," Huo Qiushui suddenly spoke, her voice clear and melodious, still distinct amidst the noisy rain in the hall. Qu He paused, turned, and bowed: "What are your orders, Senior Sister Huo?" Huo Qiushui looked at him, her gaze calm: "It seems I haven't seen Master Chen Xing these past few days."
Upon hearing this, the few remaining members of the Mai clan, as well as Zhong Yu and Zhang Baicheng, all glanced over, seemingly casually.
Indeed, Ren Qing, the once radiant and peerless master of the Wanfa Sect, hadn't appeared in public for a long time.
Half a year?
Perhaps longer.
Rumors about his being afflicted by the Corrosive Dao Miasma and his hopeless breakthrough were already circulating quietly within the sect.
Although no one dared to discuss it openly, the regret was evident in many eyes.
Qu He's heart tightened slightly, but his expression remained calm. He whispered, "Senior Brother Ren has been in seclusion, trying to break through his bottleneck."
He didn't say more, nor could he.
Huo Qiushui nodded, not pressing further.
She had some interaction with Ren Qing and had witnessed his rise, so she couldn't help but feel a pang of emotion.
Zhong Yu watched coldly, his face expressionless.
Zhang Baicheng sighed softly and shook his head, saying, "Senior Brother Ren is a prodigy, it's truly a pity—"
He didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was clear.
Several other disciples around him also shook their heads secretly and whispered among themselves, "I heard that even Peak Master Hua personally went to the Xuan Tian Shang Sect, but he couldn't find a good solution—"
"Now Jiang Tuo has already become a Grandmaster, and Senior Brother Nan Zhuoran is also gaining momentum, but Master Ren—"
The words were cut short, filled with sighs.
Qu He listened to these whispers, feeling stifled, yet unable to refute them.
He could only cup his hands again, "Dear senior brothers and sisters, if there's nothing else, Qu He will take his leave."
He just wanted to leave this place as soon as possible.
However, just as he turned to leave, "Crack—!!!"
Outside the hall, an unprecedentedly terrifying thunderclap suddenly exploded!
The sound was so loud that it seemed as if the sky had been torn apart, and the entire Danxia Peak trembled!
Everyone inside the hall changed color and abruptly turned to look outside.
Above the pitch-black sky, not an ordinary flash of lightning, but a thick, dragon-like, winding bolt of lightning emerged from the rolling dark clouds, carrying a destructive aura, and crashed towards Wanfa Peak!
"That's—the direction of Wanfa Peak?!" a deacon exclaimed in shock.
"What's going on?! This kind of heavenly lightning—it's not like ordinary rainstorm lightning!"
Huo Qiushui and Zhong Yu simultaneously stepped forward, their gazes piercing through the rain curtain, locking onto the peak of Wanfa Peak.
Qu He was also shaken, his heart pounding wildly, an indescribable premonition surging into his heart.
Immediately afterwards, a second, a third—more and more lightning bolts gathered and sprang from the clouds, frantically pouring down upon Wanfa Peak!
"Boom! Boom! Boom—!!!"
The thunder was deafening, and the lightning illuminated the sky and earth in a ghastly white light.
At the same time, a vast and terrifying aura suddenly erupted from a certain point on the peak of Wanfa Peak, soaring into the sky!
The aura, initially restrained, erupted like a volcano suppressed for millennia!
Though largely obscured by the torrential rain and thunder, the pure and powerful pressure of its life-level aura was clearly transmitted!
"This aura—"
Huo Qiushui's face showed disbelief. "
Wan Faxing—could it be—"
Zhang Baicheng's breathing quickened as he abruptly looked at Qu He.
Qu Heyou stood frozen, his mind blank.
Senior Brother Chen—it's Senior Brother?!
In the sect master's meditation room,
Jiang Lishan, who had been sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes. His aura, which had just stabilized, suddenly fluctuated, and his eyes flashed with a sharp light that pierced through the layers of halls and the rain curtain, looking towards the direction of Wan Faxing.
"This aura—someone is forming a Golden Core in martial arts?!"
He moved swiftly and appeared outside the meditation room, hovering in the torrential rain, his robes fluttering, the rain automatically sliding away around his body.
His gaze was fixed on the densest point of lightning atop Wanfaxing, his face showing astonishment.
"Wanfaxing—is it Ren Qing?! He actually—broke through?!"
Zhenwuxing, Han Guxi was admiring the rain.
"This fluctuation—it can't be wrong! It's the phenomenon of the initial formation of the Golden Core! Wanfaxing—it's Ren Qing!!"
He roared with wild joy, his voice shaking Zhenwuxing: "Hahahaha! Good! Good! Good! I, Wu, know! Today the Golden Core is formed, the Grandmaster is established! My Tianbao Sect has gained another pillar!"
Before he finished speaking, his figure had already transformed into a beam of light, soaring into the sky, heading straight for Wanfaxing!
Shixiao, Li Yujun was flipping through a book.
Thunder rumbled, its aura permeating the air.
Her hand holding the book stiffened slightly, she slowly raised her head, looking at the sky outside the window where thunder was flashing, her composure suddenly broken, a trace of astonishment appearing on her face.
"Wanfaxing—Ren Qing?"
she murmured to herself, her eyes flickering uncertainly.
After a moment's hesitation, she put down her book, her figure rising gracefully, and flew towards Wan Faxing.
Yu Chenxing, Su Muyun, Xuan Yangxing, Ke Tianzong—
one after another, these grandmaster-level figures were all startled by this sudden, overwhelming aura and astonishing phenomenon. They left their residences in unison, transforming into streaks of light that pierced the rain and converged on Wan Faxing!
The entire Tianbao Upper Sect was in complete uproar!
Countless disciples, officials, and elders rushed out of the Nine Dormitories, standing in the torrential rain, staring in shock towards Wan Faxing.
"That's Wan Faxing! What happened?!"
"That aura—it's a Grandmaster! Someone is breaking through to the Grandmaster realm!"
"Wan Faxing—could it be Lord Ren Xing?!" "
Isn't Lord Ren Xing suffering from the Corrosive Dao Miasma, with no hope of breaking through? How could he—"
"But besides him, who else in Wan Faxing could trigger such a phenomenon?!"
Discussions and exclamations intertwined amidst the torrential rain and thunder, converging into a shocking wave of sound.
Above Wan Faxing.
Jiang Lishan, Han Guxi, Li Yujun, Su Muyun, and Ke Tianzong were already suspended in a semi-circle, their gazes fixed on the direction of Ren Qing's secluded meditation chamber at the top of the mountain.
The rain poured down, accompanied by flashes of thunder.
But around the five Grandmasters, the rain was blocked by an invisible aura, forming dry areas.
They held their breath, their divine senses fully activated, carefully sensing the ever-rising, gradually stabilizing, powerful aura below.
"No mistake—it is indeed the fluctuation of a newly formed Golden Core, and—the foundation is astonishingly strong!" Su Muyun stroked his beard and sighed, still shocked in his eyes.
"The extraordinary phenomenon of eleven Golden Core patterns—it is far beyond what an ordinary Grandmaster can achieve!" Ke Tianzong said slowly, his eyes blazing.
Han Guxi's face was flushed, and he nodded repeatedly: "Good lad! You really didn't disappoint me!"
Li Yujun remained silent, seemingly still in shock.
Jiang Lishan's expression held a hint of relief.
If Ren Qing could break through, it would undoubtedly be a huge boon for the Tianbao Upper Sect.
However—this breakthrough came too suddenly, too unexpectedly.
Just then—
a figure slowly rose from the cliff where the meditation room was located below.
He rose somewhat slowly at first, as if he was not yet used to flying.
But he quickly stabilized his figure, slowly rising, and finally, he joined the five grandmasters, hovering in the torrential rain.
It was Ren Qing.
He wore a simple, long robe that fluttered slightly in the gale. Three feet around him, impervious to rain and light, he seemed to exist in his own serene world.
His face was young, yet his brow held a calm composure, his aura perfectly balanced and unfathomable.
His gaze swept over the five figures in the air, his expression suddenly becoming still. He bowed respectfully, saying, "Ren Qing greets Sect Master, Clan Master Han, Clan Master Li, Clan Master Su, and Clan Master Ke."
His voice, though not loud, clearly pierced through the rain and thunder, resounding throughout the entire sect.
In an instant, the world fell silent.
Then, an even greater uproar and commotion erupted from all corners of the Tianbao Upper Sect!
"Master Ren! It really is Master Ren!"
"He's emerged from seclusion! And he's standing in the air—only a Grandmaster can do that!"
"Senior Brother Ren—he's broken through to Grandmaster?!"
In the air...
Looking at Chen Qing, who was now at the same cultivation level as her, Li Yujun quickly regained her composure. "Peak Master Chen, you—you really broke through?"
Not only her, but Su Muyun, Ke Tianzong, and even Jiang Lishan all had the same question in their eyes.
The Corrosive Dao Miasma was almost incurable.
Ren Qing had been in seclusion for half a year without any news. Everyone thought he was struggling to find a solution, and might even have given up hope.
Who could have imagined that today he would achieve such a breakthrough, directly forming a Golden Core and becoming a Grandmaster?
This was simply too unbelievable.
Ren Qing met everyone's gazes, his expression calm, and nodded slightly: "During my cultivation today, I suddenly had a feeling and was fortunate enough to break through."
He spoke casually, as if it were just a natural progression.
"Good! Good! Good!"
Han Guxi could no longer contain himself and burst into laughter. "To break through is a skill! Young Ren, I know you are no ordinary person! Today, you have achieved the Golden Core and become a Grandmaster. Let us raise a toast!"
His laughter was hearty and filled with genuine joy.
Ren Qingyuan, from the Zhenwu lineage, had achieved the position of Grandmaster today. This was not only a personal breakthrough but also a symbol of the passing down of the Zhenwu torch.
Su Muyun stroked his beard and pondered, looking at Ren Qingyuan and asking the question that had been on everyone's mind: "Master Ren, how did you resolve the Corrosive Miasma? This matter is truly unbelievable."
Ren Qingyuan had anticipated this question and remained calm, slowly replying, "This matter was thanks to Senior Sister Dongmin's help."
"Dongmin?" Su Muyun was taken aback.
"The one from Hidden Peak?" Ke Tianzong also showed surprise.
Clearly, even the Grandmasters of the Tianbao Upper Sect knew of that person's existence.
Ren Qing nodded, "Senior Sister Dongmin used a secret method to accelerate the growth of spiritual herbs, and I received their essence as a gift. It was through this opportunity that I managed to break free from the shackles of the Corrosive Dao Miasma."
He attributed the credit to Dongmin.
Dongmin's identity was special, and her background mysterious; this explanation seemed reasonable, and no one bothered to investigate the true nature of Dongmin's secret method.
Sure enough, upon hearing the name "Dongmin," the doubts in Jiang Lishan, Li Yujun, and the others lessened, replaced by a sense of understanding.
Although Dongmin rarely appeared, the higher-ups of the sect all knew of her extraordinary origins.
If she were to lend a hand, perhaps there was a real chance of resolving the Corrosive Dao Miasma.
"I see—"
Jiang Lishan nodded slowly, a smile appearing on his face. "Ren Qing, your ability to obtain this opportunity and break through the shackles is truly a blessing from heaven for our Tianbao Sect!"
He glanced at everyone and said loudly, "Ren Qing's breakthrough to the Grandmaster realm today is a great joy for our sect! We should spread the word and announce it to everyone, both inside and outside!"
Su Muyun also smiled and said, "What the sect leader said is absolutely right. Ren Qing has become a Grandmaster and has even forged fifty-one Danwen foundations. Such talent is extremely rare! It is truly a blessing for our sect!"
Ke Tianzong nodded in agreement, "That's exactly right. Ren Qing's breakthrough not only swept away the previous gloom but also set a benchmark for the younger generation of our sect, greatly boosting morale!"
Li Yujun also stepped forward to congratulate him, her words revealing her heartfelt joy.
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