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Chapter 610 Sect Master (Seeking monthly votes!)
The murmurs continued, surging like a tide, countless gazes converging on Chen Qing from all directions.
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Those gazes held awe, shock, disbelief, and deep apprehension.
Only when an aged voice rang out did the overwhelming clamor abruptly subside.
"Silence."
Luan Feng slowly stepped down from the stone chair, his gaze slowly sweeping across the entire area.
The murmurs in the square ceased abruptly at that moment.
Thousands of eyes were fixed on the aged figure.
Luan Feng's gaze finally settled on Chen Qing, and he announced loudly, "Today's competition for the sect leader, according to the sect's ancestral rules, saw Peak Master Chen Qing of Wanfa Peak challenge Sect Master Jiang Lishan. The duel was fair, and the outcome is decided: Chen Qing wins!" "
According to the ancestral rules of the Tianbao Upper Sect, the victor in challenging the sect leader shall succeed to the position."
His voice resounded throughout every corner of the main peak. "The succession ceremony must be held on an auspicious day, with sacrifices offered to the ancestral master and announced to the entire sect."
"Until then, Chen Qing will temporarily assume the position of sect leader of the Tianbao Upper Sect, managing all sect affairs, commanding the thirty-six peaks, and the three peaks of Tian Shu, Di Heng, and Ren Zhi shall all obey his orders."
With these words, the matter was completely settled.
Those peak masters and elders who had once firmly stood on the sect leader's side now displayed various expressions; some bowed their heads in silence, some had flickering eyes, and some were already secretly plotting how to curry favor with the newly appointed acting sect leader.
Li Yujun watched this scene, her heart filled with mixed emotions.
Although she supported Chen Qing, seeing Jiang Lishan's defeat brought her no joy, only a sense of melancholy.
A sect leader for a century, defeated in a single day.
In this world, strength always speaks.
Just then, Jiang Lishan on the stone steps suddenly bent over, spitting out another mouthful of blood. The blood splattered onto the gray stone steps, a horrifying sight.
"Master!" Luo Ping
's expression changed drastically. He quickly stepped forward and reached out to support Jiang Lishan's arm.
Jiang Lishan waved his hand, his voice hoarse: "It's alright."
He tried to stand firm, but his body trembled uncontrollably.
The tremor was so slight that ordinary disciples wouldn't even notice it.
But the true experts present keenly observed this detail.
Marquis Jingnan narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze falling on Jiang Lishan, scrutinizing her carefully.
"This injury…"
he mused to himself, "is probably not that simple."
This kind of injury wouldn't heal in three to five months.
Jiang Huaizhou also noticed this, his brows furrowing slightly.
He had a close relationship with Hua Yunfeng and always paid close attention to the affairs of the Tianbao Upper Sect.
If Jiang Lishan was seriously injured, it was hard to say whether it would be a blessing or a curse for the Tianbao Upper Sect.
Luo Ping dared not say anything more, carefully supporting Jiang Lishan's arm as they walked step by step towards the rear hall.
Jiang Lishan didn't glance at the plaza or Chen Qing once more; her back view appeared particularly desolate in the morning breeze, a stark contrast to the imposing presence she had displayed upon arrival.
The century-old sect leader had departed today.
There was no applause, no cheers, not even a word of farewell.
Only silence.
Thousands watched the figure disappear behind the palace gates, their hearts filled with mixed emotions.
Chen Qing withdrew his gaze and turned to Luan Feng.
"Elder Luan."
Luan Feng's gaze fell on Chen Qing, waiting for him to continue.
Chen Qing pondered for a moment and said, "Now that I am temporarily assuming the position of sect leader, I have a few things I would like to ask Elder Luan for permission to do." Luan Feng's
expression remained unchanged, and he said calmly, "Speak."
"First, I wish to enter the Heavenly Treasure Pagoda to cultivate."
Chen Qing's voice was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.
As soon as these words were spoken, a low murmur of discussion arose in the square.
The Heavenly Treasure Pagoda.
It was the supreme treasure left by the founding ancestor of the Heavenly Treasure Sect, the ultimate opportunity that countless people had dreamed of for thousands of years.
Previously, Heavenly Treasure Peak had been sealed off, and even approaching it was not allowed, let alone entering the pagoda to cultivate.
Now that Chen Qinggang has become the acting sect leader, he has made this request, and his intentions are self-evident.
Luan Feng's expression remained calm, revealing no emotion.
He didn't answer immediately, but pondered for a moment.
"The Heavenly Treasure Pagoda..."
he began slowly, his voice tinged with thought, "According to the sect's ancestral rules, the sect leader has the right to handle all affairs of the Heavenly Treasure Pagoda. There's no problem with that."
Chen Qing nodded and continued, "Secondly, this disciple wishes to access the sect leader's secret scrolls."
The moment these words were spoken, the expressions of the several lineage leaders in the Heavenly Pivot seats changed slightly.
The sect leader's secret scrolls were the core secrets passed down through generations of sect leaders of the Heavenly Treasure Upper Sect, containing the sect's most core cultivation techniques, secret arts, and the founder's insights. Ordinary elders weren't even qualified to glance at these things.
Only the sect leader had the right to access them.
Chen Qing's request at this moment was a legitimate way of taking over all of Jiang Lishan's authority.
Luan Feng looked at Chen Qing and remained silent for a few moments.
A glint of unfathomable light flashed in his cloudy old eyes.
"The Sect Master's Secret Scroll..."
he repeated, nodding slowly. "It will be delivered to you shortly. As the acting Sect Master, you can study the scroll at any time. There's no problem with that."
Chen Qing bowed slightly upon hearing this. "Thank you, Elder Luan."
"No need to thank me."
Luan Feng waved his hand, his voice steady. "This is what you deserve."
He paused, his gaze falling on Chen Qing, scrutinizing him carefully for a moment before speaking. "Don't rush the matter of the Heavenly Treasure Pagoda."
"Your injuries are quite severe. The most important thing is to heal your wounds first."
He spoke with genuine concern.
"Come to Hidden Peak once you've recovered."
After saying this, Luan Feng said no more.
Chen Qing nodded, turned around, and faced the thousands of disciples in the square.
The morning light shone from behind him, casting a long shadow.
"That's enough for today. Disperse."
Thousands of disciples, deacons, and elders bowed in unison, their voices
echoing through the mountains.
Chen Qing nodded slightly, then turned to the viewing tower.
High up, experts from various factions had gathered.
Jiang Huaizhou, the sect leader of the Xuantian Upper Sect; Feng Shuofang, the spear master of the Taiyi Upper Sect; Xie Mingyan, the newly appointed sect leader of the Yunshui Upper Sect; and the Marquis of Jingnan of the Imperial Court... Chen Qing cupped his hands in a fist salute and said, "Today's sect affairs have troubled you all to come from afar to witness. The Tianbao Upper Sect has not been hospitable enough; please forgive us." Jiang Huaizhou was the first to stand up, returning the salute to Chen Qing, and said loudly, "Sect Leader Chen, you are too kind. It is my honor to witness such a wonderful duel."
Feng Shuofang also stood up and nodded slightly in Chen Qing's direction.
Xie Mingyan also stood up and bowed slightly, saying, "Sect Leader Chen, if you have some free time another day, why not come and visit the Yunshui Upper Sect?"
Her words were polite, but the underlying meaning was clear to everyone present.
She was trying to build a closer relationship.
After some pleasantries, Chen Qing coughed twice, swayed slightly, and revealed an undeniable weakness on his face.
Qingdai and Zhu Yu, who had been waiting at the edge, quickly stepped forward to support him.
Chen Qing waved his hand, refusing their help, and simply nodded slightly to the crowd before walking down the plaza under countless gazes, heading towards Wanfa Peak.
His aura fluctuated, and anyone who saw him knew his injuries were serious.
Back at Wanfa Peak, Chen Qing went straight into the meditation room.
Qingdai followed behind, wanting to go in and help, but Chen Qing stopped her with a raised hand.
"Go about your own business, I need to rest for a few days."
Qingdai opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but seeing Chen Qing's eyes, she swallowed her words.
She simply nodded heavily and said, "Senior Brother, take good care of your injuries. Call us anytime if you need anything."
Chen Qing turned and walked into the meditation room.
He slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, walked to the futon, sat cross-legged, and examined his body.
There were several tiny cracks in his meridians.
His internal organs were all damaged to varying degrees.
His qi and blood were still churning and had not yet fully subsided.
This was his current condition.
His injuries were not light, but they were far from as serious as he had shown in front of everyone earlier.
Chen Qing murmured to himself, "Once my injuries have healed, I'll go to Hidden Peak and see those old guys."
He raised his head, his gaze passing through the window of the meditation room to the distant, cloud-shrouded Tianbao Peak.
The towering structure loomed in and out of the clouds.
"Soon..."
Chen Qing withdrew his gaze.
He was a seasoned fisherman, well aware that the key to success lay in calm and focused concentration, and this was precisely the patience he possessed.
After a moment's thought, he took out a lotus seed.
This was the very same lotus seed of the Ten-Petaled Golden Lotus, a sacred healing medicine he had obtained from the ancient ruins.
As it entered his mouth, it transformed into a ball of pure vital energy, spreading along his meridians to his limbs and bones.
Wherever the medicinal power reached, the minute cracks in his meridians rapidly healed, and the damage to his internal organs was repaired at an astonishing speed.
Furthermore, the lotus seed contained an extremely abundant essence, and his cultivation level also increased accordingly, slowly climbing towards the seventh rank.
Deep within the main peak of the Taiyi Sect, in a secret realm,
a thousand-foot-high dome, the Sea-Stabilizing Pearl still hung like stars, illuminating the cave as bright as day. Only the milky-white mist surrounding the central stone was thicker than usual.
Hurried footsteps echoed from the cave entrance, breaking the silence.
Jiang Ci's brows furrowed into a deep frown as he hurried into the secret realm. He stopped three zhang away from the stone and bowed deeply to the swirling mist.
"Ancestor, something has happened at the Tianbao Upper Sect."
There was no immediate response from within the mist, only a faint wisp of divine sense sweeping over Jiang Ci.
Jiang Ci composed himself and reported the entire story of the Tianbao Upper Sect's leadership contest in detail.
"I know Jiang Lishan's cultivation level,"
Yang Xuanyi said after a long silence. "Chen Qing's ability to severely injure him shows that his mastery of the spear has reached a terrifying level." Jiang Ci nodded in agreement, a sense of awe washing over him.
If it were an ordinary change of sect leader, he naturally wouldn't have come specifically to report to the ancestor.
Among the six great sects, while the change of sect leader isn't frequent, it happens every few decades or centuries, whether due to the old sect leader reaching the end of their lifespan or internal power shifts.
But Chen Qing is different.
This is someone the patriarch personally instructed to "pay close attention to."
"Old Ancestor Qi…"
Jiang Ci hesitated, carefully choosing his words, "This boy's talent and growth rate are probably…"
He didn't finish his sentence, but both men present understood.
He's very likely to break through to the Nascent Soul Realm.
If given more time, how far can he go?
No one knows.
A milky-white mist swirled around him, obscuring his face and making his expression unreadable.
Jiang Ci stood with his hands at his sides, not daring to urge him or say anything more.
After a long silence, Yang Xuanyi finally spoke: "I heard... Xu Yan met him?"
"That's right." Jiang Ci immediately replied, "After the battle at Lingxiao Upper Sect, Chen Qing personally went to Tianji Tower to meet Xu Yan, and the half of the 'Xuanhuang Spear Seal' in Xu Yan's possession is extremely attractive to spear masters."
"It seems that Chen Qing's spear strike that broke the formation was comprehended from this half of the spear seal."
Xu Yan's meeting with Chen Qing was definitely not just a casual chat over tea.
A Nascent Soul Realm giant was willing to spend time on a young man, either because he saw the young man's talent or his future potential.
Either way, it was enough to make various forces take notice.
Yang Xuanyi pondered for a long time, then slowly said, "If there is an opportunity, meet this person."
Jiang Ci was slightly taken aback, then nodded: "Yes."
He understood the profound meaning of his ancestor's words.
If it were before, Yang Xuanyi would definitely have had different thoughts.
Taiyi Upper Sect has been firmly in the top position among the six great upper sects for hundreds of years, mainly because of his breakthrough to the Nascent Soul Realm back then.
Any genius who might threaten the status of the Taiyi Sect would be closely monitored, and even secretly suppressed when necessary. But things are different now.
The conspiracy between the Night Clan and the Golden Court is no longer a secret.
The Holy Lord of the Great Snow Mountain has been biding his time for hundreds of years.
Although the Nascent Soul Realm cultivator of the Ghost Witch Sect was severely injured by Xu Yan, no one knows when he will recover.
The tide has turned against the Yan Kingdom.
At this time, what the Yan Kingdom needs is more experts, more Nascent Soul Realm cultivators,
not internal strife.
Then, Jiang Ci reported some more news about the Great Snow Mountain before leaving. Yang Xuan
sat cross-legged on a rock, milky white mist swirling around him, obscuring his figure.
He raised his head and looked towards the northern horizon.
There, the endless snow-capped mountains stretched out.
It was the direction of the Great Snow Mountain.
"Truly a black horn..."
Yang Xuan murmured, his voice carrying a hint of coldness.
The Holy Lord of the Great Snow Mountain had never left the Great Snow Mountain for many years.
But no one knew the real reason.
In his early years, Yang Xuanyi, having reached the Nascent Soul Realm earlier, had caused the Great Snow Mountain Saint Lord some trouble.
In that battle, the Great Snow Mountain Saint Lord was severely injured and fled, disappearing into the depths of the Great Snow Mountain.
Yang Xuanyi attempted to pursue him, but the Heaven-Reaching Treasure protected the Great Snow Mountain, and he ultimately returned empty-handed.
"So many years without leaving the mountain gate..."
Yang Xuanyi muttered to himself, his brow furrowed. "This forbearance, this patience, even I have to admire."
He knew the Great Snow Mountain Saint Lord's true strength all too well.
This man was a prodigy, his mastery of the sword far exceeding imagination. Even more remarkable was his perfect harmony with the Heaven-Reaching Treasure of the Great Snow Mountain. These hundreds of years of concealing his abilities had likely allowed him to control that treasure to a terrifying degree.
Even in a direct confrontation, Yang Xuanyi wasn't entirely confident of victory.
Moreover...
Yang Xuanyi's gaze shifted from the direction of the Great Snow Mountain to the northern horizon.
That was the territory of the Night Clan.
A more mysterious and dangerous existence.
The Night Clan has been lying dormant for hundreds of years, and its sudden appearance is definitely not a spur-of-the-moment decision.
There must be a larger scheme behind it.
"Night Clan, Golden Court, Great Snow Mountain..."
Yang Xuanyi murmured these three names, his voice growing increasingly deep.
The three forces are now showing signs of uniting.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be paying so much attention to Chen Qing.
Yan Kingdom needs a new Nascent Soul Realm expert.
And it needs to be done quickly.
Just then, a slight whooshing sound came from the cave entrance.
A dark figure swept in from the cave entrance, knelt on one knee three zhang in front of the stone, clasped his hands and bowed.
"Uncle-Master."
The newcomer was an old man, thin, wearing a gray-black robe, with an aged face and dark skin.
Zhou Xuandu, an elder of the Taiyi Upper Sect.
This person was Yang Xuanyi's fellow disciple, a generation higher than Jiang Ci, and had been in seclusion in the Taiyi Upper Sect for many years, rarely showing his face.
Four years ago, Yang Xuanyi sent him out to Jinting territory to secretly investigate the movements of the Night Clan.
Four years had passed since then.
"Stand up and speak,"
Yang Xuanyi waved his hand.
Zhou Xuandu stood up, and without exchanging pleasantries, reported directly, "Uncle-Master, I was ordered to investigate deep within the Cangmang Mountains and detected the Night Clan's aura."
His voice was low and heavy, "Very strong, so strong it's chilling. This disciple dared not continue investigating; after sensing it from afar, I immediately retreated."
The Cangmang Mountains, located at the border of Yan Kingdom and Jinting, stretch for thousands of miles, with treacherous terrain and perpetual snow cover.
The place is extremely remote and sparsely populated; even Grandmaster-level experts rarely venture deep into it.
More importantly, at the northern end of the Cangmang Mountains lies the Ice Plains.
And at the end of the Ice Plains is the location of the Night Clan's forbidden area.
"That place…"
Yang Xuanyi said in a low voice, his brows furrowed, "...is near the Night Clan's forbidden area."
Zhou Xuandu nodded, his expression equally grave.
"That's right. The Night Clan's aura that I tracked is deep within the Cangmang Mountains, only a few hundred miles away from the Night Clan's restriction."
He paused, his voice lowering further, "That aura... it doesn't seem like an ordinary Night Clan Grandmaster, it's more like... a Nascent Soul Realm expert." Yang Xuanyi's eyes narrowed sharply, a glint of light flashing within them. "Are you sure?"
Zhou Xuandu took a deep breath and nodded emphatically.
"That aura is extremely powerful. I only sensed it from afar for a moment, and I felt my blood surging and my mind trembling. I dared not approach it at all." Yang Xuanyi slowly stood up from the stone.
For decades, Yang Xuanyi had spent most of his time sitting cross-legged on the stone, rarely getting up.
But now, he stood up.
Milky white mist surged around him, fluctuating violently with his movements, as if stirred by some invisible force.
"No."
Yang Xuanyi's voice suddenly turned cold. "I have to go and see."
Upon hearing this, Zhou Xuandu's expression changed slightly. "Uncle-Master, that place is too close to the Night Clan's restrictions. If..."
"If that Nascent Soul Realm expert from the Night Clan is really there, I'll have a go at him."
Yang Xuanyi interrupted him, his voice filled with chilling killing intent.
"If there's a trap there..."
He paused, his gaze falling on Zhou Xuandu's face, "I must go and see."
Zhou Xuandu wanted to say something more, but seeing Yang Xuanyi's eyes, he swallowed his words.
Yang Xuanyi said no more, and with a flick of his sleeve,
a milky-white mist surged around him, enveloping him completely.
Then, like a white lightning bolt, he shot out of the cave, soaring straight into the sky.
Zhou Xuandu slowly stood up from the ground, looking in the direction Yang Xuanyi had left. His lowered head slowly rose, a bright glint flashing in his eyes. It was fleeting, so fast it was almost an illusion.
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Chapter 611 Hidden Peak (Seeking monthly votes!)
In the Thousand Reefs Sea, on an unnamed island near Dongji City,
the sea breeze, carrying a salty, fishy smell, surged in from all directions, crashing against the reefs and stirring up layers of white waves.
The night was as black as ink, thick clouds obscuring the stars and moon.
Inside the room, Sikong Hui sat at one side of a long table, his face solemn.
This Grand Elder of the Demonic Sect had just relayed the information he had received to everyone present.
At this moment, the hall was deathly silent.
Xuanming broke the silence first, "This brat Chen Qing must be eliminated as soon as possible!"
Hearing that Chen Qing had actually defeated Jiang Lishan, a sense of urgency spread wildly through his heart like a venomous snake.
Even Jiang Lishan had been defeated.
If that kid were given a few more years, how far would he grow?
Xuanming dared not think about it, nor did he want to think about it.
He only knew that he had to kill Chen Qing as soon as possible.
The sooner the better.
"Is this news true?"
Xue Li's voice came from the side, carrying a hint of disbelief.
"It is indeed true."
Yan Jin's voice rang out from the main seat, carrying a complex emotion.
His expression was grim, his brows furrowed. "Our Heavenly Star Alliance's intelligence channels in the southeast of Yan Kingdom just received the same news." Chen Qing's defeat of Jiang Lishan was indeed illogical.
But Yan Jin knew that some people in this world existed to defy common sense.
Xue Li took a deep breath, then thought of something. "Now that Jiang Lishan is severely injured and Chen Qing is also wounded, this is definitely a good opportunity." Saying this, she turned her head, her gaze falling on Li Qingyu. "Guest Elder Li, you can even contact Jiang Lishan." "Having his position as
sect leader taken away, he will definitely have other ideas in his heart. This is a power that has been held for hundreds of years. In a single day, it changes hands. Can Jiang Lishan tolerate a young man stepping on his head?"
She didn't finish her sentence, but the implication in her words was clear to everyone present.
Turn Jiang Lishan against his cause.
Or rather, use Jiang Lishan's hatred for Chen Qing to turn this former sect leader into a tool in their hands.
The Great Snow Mountain wanted to eliminate Chen Qing, and that was only one aspect.
There was another aspect: Prison Peak.
The Great Snow Mountain had always wanted to rescue the person trapped in Prison Peak, but had never had the opportunity over the years.
If they could rescue that person during the internal strife of the Heavenly Treasure Sect, it would undoubtedly be a huge gain for the Great Snow Mountain.
Xue Li's gaze slowly swept across the faces of the group, awaiting their response.
Li Qingyu sat in his chair, his eyes half-closed, his expression showing little change.
An hour ago, he had already received the same intelligence.
At this moment, his heart was far from as calm as it appeared.
He knew all too well the strength of his junior brother.
Although Jiang Lishan was likened to a fox, cunning and shrewd, this person's cultivation was definitely not obtained through opportunism.
Li Qingyu was greatly shaken, far more so than he showed on his face.
But he wouldn't let anyone see it.
This was his habit, and his instinct.
Yan Jin's voice suddenly rang out, breaking the silence in the hall.
"Could this be a trap?"
Upon hearing this, Xuanming and Xue Li were both stunned.
Yan Jin's question made the atmosphere in the hall even more tense.
Upon hearing this, Sikong Hui frowned and quickly spoke up.
"Alliance Leader Yan is overthinking it."
His tone was somewhat certain. "According to intelligence from our Demonic Sect's spies within the Heavenly Treasure Sect, both Chen Qing and Jiang Lishan used their trump cards in that battle."
"If even that was a trap, then we're simply treating everyone like fools."
This made sense.
"Based on the intelligence, it certainly doesn't seem like a trap."
Xuanming nodded and continued, "After defeating Jiang Lishan, Chen Qing immediately requested to enter the Heavenly Treasure Tower for cultivation." The Heavenly Treasure Tower.
Li Qingyu's half-closed eyes opened slightly at this moment.
Chen Qing already had a close relationship with the Heavenly Treasure Tower.
Now that Chen Qing had defeated Jiang Lishan and become the acting sect leader, he could openly enter the Heavenly Treasure Tower for cultivation.
A sharp, dark glint flashed in Li Qingyu's eyes.
Chen Qing had to be eliminated as soon as possible!
"I know my junior brother better than any of you. He is definitely not one to be subservient to others,"
Li Qingyu said slowly. "Back then, during the siege of the Demonic Sect, he was eager to make a name for himself, and his achievements even surpassed mine. I knew then that he was extremely ambitious and unwilling to be subordinate to anyone."
"Now that the position of sect leader has been taken away, and centuries of power have changed hands in an instant, do you think he will be content?"
He paused, then said in a deep voice, "I will arrange for someone to probe and contact him."
He didn't specify how to contact him, nor who to send, but none of the people present pressed for
details. "However, just to be on the safe side,"
Li Qingyu's gaze sharpened, slowly sweeping across their faces, "After all, this plan is quite large, and you all must give it your all." His gaze was extremely sharp, and even Yan Jin involuntarily avoided his eyes.
Xuan Ming was the first to speak up, "My Jin Xuan Division can send three Grandmaster-level experts."
Three Grandmasters.
That was no small number.
The eight departments of the Golden Court each possess their own trump cards and resources. For the Golden Profound Department to dispatch three Grandmasters at once is a considerable undertaking.
Xue Li followed closely behind, saying, "The Great Snow Mountain will also contribute this time; Ling Shuang is on her way."
Ling Shuang
is one of the three great attendants under the Holy Lord of the Great Snow Mountain,
a figure of equal renown to Xue Li.
Her cultivation is also at the eighth level, and her strength is unfathomable.
Yan Jin sat in the main seat, silent.
Although the Heavenly Star Alliance is the number one power in the Thousand Reefs Sea, launching a surprise attack on the Heavenly Treasure Upper Sect is no small matter.
The Heavenly Treasure Upper Sect is one of the six great upper sects of the Yan Kingdom, with a profound foundation and countless experts.
Not to mention Chen Qing and Jiang Lishan, just those old monsters from the Hidden Peaks alone would be enough to give them a hard time.
Moreover, if the surprise attack fails, the Heavenly Star Alliance will face double retaliation from the Yan Kingdom's court and the Heavenly Treasure Upper Sect.
The price is too high.
"This time, we must be absolutely certain,"
Yan Jin finally spoke, his voice tinged with hesitation. "I can secretly..."
"Alliance Leader Yan,"
Xue Li suddenly interrupted him, "According to the secret intelligence we received from the Great Snow Mountain, it seems that Yujing City has designs on the Thousand Reefs Sea." "The imperial court has already conspired with the Cloud Water Sect several times; you couldn't possibly not have noticed, could you?"
The moment these words fell, Yan Jin's face darkened.
He had naturally noticed.
The Heavenly Star Alliance had been operating in the Thousand Reefs Sea for many years, its intelligence network covering the southeast coast. How could he not know about the movements in Yujing City? It was just that the time wasn't right before, and the imperial court hadn't made a move.
But now...
Yan Jin's brows furrowed.
He knew Xue Li was telling the truth.
If the Heavenly Star Alliance didn't seize this opportunity to join forces with the Golden Court and the Great Snow Mountain, once the imperial court's conspiracy with the Cloud Water Sect matured, the Heavenly Star Alliance would face an even more dangerous situation.
How could the isolated and helpless Heavenly Star Alliance resist the Yan Kingdom's imperial court then?
"I will do my best,"
Yan Jin finally spoke, his voice low.
He didn't finish his sentence, but everyone present understood.
The Heavenly Star Alliance would intervene.
Just then, Li Qingyu's brow suddenly furrowed.
His senses were incredibly sharp; the instant Yan Jin finished speaking, he detected a faint aura.
That aura was extremely concealed, so concealed that an ordinary Grandmaster would never be able to detect it.
But Li Qingyu was no ordinary Grandmaster.
He was one of the Four Heroes of Tianbao, a peak Ninth-Rank Grandmaster, even just one step away from the Nascent Soul Realm.
Almost simultaneously, Xue Li also sensed it.
Her reaction was even faster than Li Qingyu's.
This is!?
She abruptly stood up from her chair and turned sharply to look outside the hall.
"Xue Li, are you alright?"
Xuan Ming asked, puzzled, his brow furrowed slightly.
Although he hadn't sensed the aura, Xue Li's reaction told him something was wrong.
"I'm fine."
Xue Li took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in her heart.
She didn't explain, but simply sat back down in her chair, her mind still blank.
Yan Jin was also quite puzzled, but seeing that Xue Li was unwilling to speak, he didn't ask further.
He glanced at Li Qingyu discreetly.
Li Qingyu remained seated, his face showing no sign of abnormality.
But within him, a storm was raging.
Kuang Xi!
An uncontrollable excitement surged into his heart; he knew all too well who that aura belonged to.
This person's intervention had completely eliminated his worries!
The corners of Li Qingyu's mouth almost uncontrollably turned upwards.
He took a deep breath to suppress the overwhelming joy in his heart.
"Tianbao Upper Sect."
A glint flashed in his deep eyes, and his tone became more confident: "This time, I am ninety percent certain of success."
Apart from Xue Li, Xuan Ming and Yan Jin both showed slight changes in expression, wondering why he was suddenly so confident.
But since Li Qingyu dared to say this, it was naturally a good thing.
He must be hiding an unimaginable trump card.
Xuanming smiled and said, "Then I'll offer my early congratulations to Guest Elder Li on taking charge of the Heavenly Treasure Pagoda."
Sikong Hui frowned, his heart filled with doubt and unease.
Outside the hall, the sea wind howled.
The night grew even darker.
Wanfa Peak, the quiet room.
Chen Qing sat cross-legged, continuing to refine the essence he had gained from the Purple Heaven Refining Furnace.
Now that his injuries had healed, it was time to focus on improving his cultivation.
Inside the quiet room, the purple-gold light flickered, casting Chen Qing's face in alternating light and shadow.
About an hour later, Chen Qing slowly opened his eyes.
[Heaven rewards diligence, success is inevitable]
[Sixth level of the Tai Xu Refining Pill Technique (58823/60000)]
[Eleventh level of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Vajra Body (223132/300000)]
"Not far from the seventh level..."
Chen Qing murmured to himself.
With the remaining primordial energy in the Purple Heaven Refining Furnace, plus his daily cultivation, breaking through to the seventh stage would only take a few days.
He slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, the energy condensing and not dissipating, transforming into a white column of energy in the quiet room, shooting out more than three feet before gradually dissipating. This was a sign of abundant blood and qi, and full true essence.
Chen Qing got up and pushed open the door.
The afternoon sun filtered through the treetops, casting dappled shadows on the ground.
The mountain air was fresh and crisp, carrying the fragrance of pine and cypress.
Qingdai was standing under the corridor, holding a scroll in her hands, looking at something.
Hearing the door open, she quickly looked up, and seeing Chen Qing's rosy complexion, a hint of joy flashed in her eyes.
"Senior brother, your injuries..."
"Completely healed." Chen Qing nodded slightly and asked, "Are Zhu Yu and Ping Bo on the peak?"
Qing Dai quickly nodded, "Yes, Zhu Yu has been on the peak every day these past few days, saying he wants to keep watch in case anything happens. Ping Bo has been organizing the files, saying he wants to show them to you, senior brother."
"Call them here."
Qing Dai put down the files in her hand and quickly left.
Not long after, two footsteps came from the end of the corridor.
Zhu Yu walked in front, wearing a blue robe, his steps light and quick, exuding a spirited air.
Ping Bo followed behind, his steps steady, his expression normal.
"Senior brother!"
Zhu Yu called out from afar, his voice filled with excitement, "You've come out of seclusion? Your injuries are completely healed?"
Chen Qing nodded and asked, "How has the sect been these past few days?"
As soon as he asked this, Zhu Yu's eyes lit up.
"Elder Zhou from the Hall of Affairs, the one who reduced our contribution points before, personally came to our door the day before yesterday."
"And about the herb garden, those three plots of medicinal fields that were taken away, the Hall of Affairs has sent someone to inquire when we will take them back. All three plots are there, not one is missing, and they even allocated an extra one."
These past few days have been the peak of Zhu Yu's life.
Those elders and peak masters who used to be high and mighty and wouldn't even glance at him now greet him with smiles and are almost obsequious.
Chen Qing nodded and turned to look at Ping Bo.
"Ping Bo, how is the sect leader doing?"
Ping Bo bowed slightly upon hearing Chen Qing's question.
"The sect leader's residence has been moved to Zhenwu Peak."
He paused, then continued, "According to news from Zhenwu Peak, the sect leader... Jiang Lishan's injuries are severe. She is currently recuperating in the rear hall of Zhenwu Peak, staying indoors and refusing to see anyone."
"Luo Ping is guarding the door. It is said that even the branch leader Su Muyun went there, but was turned away."
Chen Qing listened, his expression unchanged, only nodding slightly.
He did not inquire about the specifics of Jiang Lishan's injuries, nor did he say anything more.
"Understood."
The three words were spoken lightly.
Ping Bo said no more.
Chen Qing then gave a simple instruction: "Keep a close eye on matters within the sect, and pay attention to the movements of each peak and branch in the next few days."
Zhu Yu nodded quickly: "Don't worry, senior brother, I will keep an eye on these matters."
Ping Bo also nodded solemnly, understanding the deeper meaning behind his words.
Chen Qing waved his hand casually and said lightly: "Alright, if there's nothing else, go and get busy."
"Yes!"
The two bowed in unison, took two steps back, and then turned to leave.
Watching the two figures disappear into the distance, Chen Qing pondered for a moment, then murmured, "It's time to go to Hidden Peak."
Luan Feng had previously told him that once his injuries healed, he could visit Hidden Peak.
He had always been quite curious about this place, and this was a good opportunity to explore it further.
With this thought in mind, Chen Qing didn't delay any longer.
He leaped into the air, his robes fluttering in the wind, and in a few breaths, he landed on the winding mountain path of Hidden Peak.
Among the thirty-six peaks of the Tianbao Upper Sect, this peak was the most unique.
It didn't participate in the sect's daily affairs, didn't compete for resources, didn't snatch disciples, and rarely even sent anyone to the sect's grand ceremonies.
Most of the disciples of the thirty-six peaks only knew of Hidden Peak's existence, but very few had actually set foot there.
Those old monsters whose lifespans were nearing their end, yet whose strength was unfathomable, lived in seclusion on this peak, cultivating in seclusion and detached from worldly affairs. Chen Qing slowly walked up the mountain path.
He was no stranger to Hidden Peak, having visited several times before in search of Xu Min.
The mountain path narrowed, the trees grew denser, and sunlight filtered through the gaps in the canopy, casting dappled shadows on the ground.
Rounding a bend, a stone pavilion appeared ahead.
The pavilion was small, and a man sat inside.
He wore a grey robe, his hair was gray, and his face was ordinary, revealing nothing particularly remarkable.
He also saw Chen Qing, quickly stood up, and strode out of the pavilion, bowing respectfully to Chen Qing.
"Sect Master!"
His voice carried a mixture of respect and nervousness.
Although he was the acting sect master, no one ever used the word "acting" before his title.
Chen Qing nodded slightly and asked, "I wish to see Elder Luan."
The guard quickly nodded, stepped aside to make way, and gestured for him to proceed.
"Sect Master, please follow me."
Chen Qing nodded. "Thank you for your trouble."
The guard walked ahead, his pace unhurried.
Chen Qing followed behind him, his gaze occasionally sweeping across the forest on either side.
Deep within Hidden Peak, the landscape is drastically different from the outside.
The trees here are much older and thicker, some with trunks so thick that several people need to encircle them, their canopies blocking out most of the sky.
The stone steps in the forest are covered in moss, making them slightly slippery underfoot, clearly indicating that very few people use them.
Chen Qing walked along, pondering to himself.
This trip to Hidden Peak wasn't just to see Luan Feng.
He also wanted to see just how significant these old figures hidden within the Tianbao Upper Sect truly were.
The Tianbao Upper Sect had existed for thousands of years, and besides its founding ancestor, it had also produced other Nascent Soul Realm experts.
Some of them had passed away, some had disappeared without a trace, and some…
Chen Qing's eyes flickered slightly.
They must have left behind many traces, even unknown secrets.
And the most likely place to hide these secrets was Hidden Peak.
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