Xiuxian: I use magnetic fields to prove my truth

Chapter 149 The Secrets of the Cultivation World
Zhou Qing's gaze fell upon the infinite darkness and chaos.

Above, he felt an immense, surging force. He was like an ant clinging to a floating leaf in the waves, looking up at the thunderstorm in the sky and the hurricane that could arrive at any moment.

Zhou Qing had no doubt that if that power were to leak even the slightest bit, it would completely crush his frail mind.

But why hasn't this happened yet?

Zhou Qing had no idea.

In an instant, he thought of many things: the great defense between the immortal path and the demonic path, the cultivation world's vigilance against desire, the invasion of desire into the cultivator's mental world, and the existence of an incomparably terrifying world above the cultivator's mental world.

Putting all this information together, Zhou Qing felt as if he was gradually touching upon the deeper secrets of this world of cultivation.

This added a sense of heaviness to his heart.
The golden light surrounding him trembled violently, and the grotesque, venomous shape in the chaos seemed poised to strike again.

Zhou Qing focused his mind, and the golden light radiated in all directions once again.

He then quietly withdrew from the world of his mind.

As I emerged from my meditation, dawn was already breaking in the east.

Zhou Qing felt that he had completely shaken off the state of being like a pearl covered in dust yesterday and had returned to his usual smooth flow.

He thought of Wei Kuang's death again, and without the interference of emotions, his clear mind immediately noticed the suspicious points he had overlooked yesterday.

He thought of the difficult problem that Wei Kuang had asked him to solve when he came to see him yesterday evening.

He said that he had a conflict with two people he cared about, and he didn't know what to do. That night, he lost his powers and died.

Wei Kuang was not a reckless person; he should understand that in such a state of unease, he should never attempt to break through.

But he did it anyway.

He was deliberately seeking death.

A surge of pure anger rose within Zhou Qing.

If his guess is correct, Wei Kuang's deliberate desire for death must be related to the two close people he mentioned who had clashed with him.

Zhou Qing continued to reason along this line of thought.

If it were just a conflict between two close people, Wei Kuang might feel sad, but it would never be to the point of wanting to die.

After all, he was just an outsider, and the conflict between the two parties was not his fault.

Unless one of the two groups drags Wei Kuang into the mess, forcing him into a difficult choice that he cannot make under any circumstances, he will have no choice but to escape by death.

Up to this point, these were all just his speculations. But Zhou Qing felt that, apart from that, he couldn't think of any other factors that would require Wei Kuang to actively seek death to find relief.

A sense of regret rose in Zhou Qing's heart. He should have tried harder yesterday and managed to find out the inside story from Wei Kuang. Perhaps then, this tragedy could have been avoided.

Wei Kuang is too young, and a straightforward young man at that. This makes him lack the skills to handle things tactfully. If someone could analyze the situation for him, there is a good chance that they could help him calm down.

Unfortunately, all of this is hindsight.

Zhou Qing let out a long sigh.

The craftsmen who were building the house for Qingyuan arrived, and the sounds of clanging and banging came from next door, along with Qingyuan's cheerful laughter.

Accompanied by these sounds full of life, Zhou Qing began his cultivation for the day.

In the evening, the younger students arrived at Zhou Qing's house one after another.

They hadn't recovered from last night's events and were all dejected. Zhou Qing noticed that several of Wei Kuang's closest disciples, such as Feng Yuan and Zhang Shan, as well as several female disciples who admired Wei Kuang, had red eyes, clearly having cried.

When they finally saw Zhou Qing, it was as if they had suffered a setback and suddenly saw the child of a relative. The grievances in their hearts welled up and they couldn't help but cry again.

Before long, everyone had gathered.

Everyone sat in Zhou Qing's courtyard, but no one had the appetite to eat or chat. The joyful atmosphere of the previous gatherings was nowhere to be seen.

Zhou Qing glanced at everyone's faces and suddenly realized that in less than two years since they entered the Qingyun Sect, they had already lost two companions.

Nie Yunxi went to the Illusionary Love Sect, while Wei Kuang had already passed away.

It turns out that parting is not in the future; it can happen at any time.

The others had clearly thought of this as well, and their eyes grew heavier.

Zhou Qing raised his wine cup and said, "To Wei Kuang."

Everyone raised their glasses and said in unison, "To Wei Kuang!"

Having said that, he drank the wine in one gulp.

Zhou Qing focused his mind, exuding a steady aura to soothe everyone's emotions. He said, "Everyone has had a difficult day today. One of our companions has passed away."

"No one can predict that if there is someone who should have a bright future and no one else will be jealous of him, I think Wei Kuang is such a person."

"He devoted himself to cultivation, was pure and upright in character, and treated others with kindness. He possessed the fine qualities that an ideal cultivator should have."

"But he still passed away, which made the rest of us unconsciously doubt: if even such an ideal candidate for cultivation fell so early on the path of cultivation, what virtue or ability do we have to continue to firmly believe in our path?"

All the disciples stared intently at Zhou Qing.

In such a difficult time, only their eldest brother could bring them comfort.

Zhou Qing's words also deeply touched upon their doubts.

Zhou Qing paused slightly, giving everyone time to ask themselves the same question, before finally saying, "But this is the path to immortality."

"Sendoh is ruthless. No matter how superior one's conditions are, he will never make Sendoh think highly of you or spare you any hardship."

"This is the awareness that all of us cultivators should have."

"Cultivating immortality is a game for the brave."

"God has set a limit to human lifespan, but we must break through this limit. We are a group of people who go against the will of God. Only those who are persevering, outstanding and fearless of sacrifice can undertake such a cause. We should have this awareness."

Zhou Qing scanned the faces of the crowd again and was pleased to find that their fearful and uneasy eyes now held a hint of determination.

He said, "Wei Kuang has left us. What lessons should we learn from this bitter outcome?"

"Should we abandon our initial aspiration to embark on the path of immortality because of potential dangers, instead of continuing our cultivation?"

"No, we have nothing but our original aspirations."

"On the contrary, we should be more aware of our situation. Cultivators are a group of madmen, a group of madmen who dance with death at all times. We should try to accept our role as soon as possible."

“I hereby announce a rule: from this day forward, we should become a closer group, a group in which there should be no secrets.”

“From now on, at this time every month, you will all gather here. I will share my experience in cultivating the Dao, and you will fully reveal your secrets to me. All these secrets could become the culprits that kill you. I will control them and keep the danger at bay.”

(End of this chapter)