The End of the Immortal Path

Chapter 105 Husband, they say I buried you

After leaving Chishui Peak, Gao Rong and his companion walked along the Chishui River on Qifeng Avenue.

Most of the people around were newly arrived disciples.

Looking at them, Gao Rong sighed with emotion: "So many people come every year, but actually only a few can reach the Foundation Establishment stage. So many people are waiting anxiously in the Qi Refining Academy."

Everyone is competing for rankings. Although those ahead have entered the Foundation Establishment stage, even more people are joining later.

Therefore, without a certain amount of talent and resources, it's extremely difficult to compete for a top position.

No matter how well you perform in Yunqian Division, you may still become just another face in the crowd once you enter the sect.

Over the years, he has seen far too much.

"Young Master Gao doesn't seem to think much of that guy surnamed Jiang," Luo Xuan's cousin, Luo Lu, asked.

"There's no point in judging whether it's good or bad; whether joining a sect is a good thing or not is uncertain." Gao Rong shook his head with a smile as he walked.

"I just feel that his friendship with Xiao Gao isn't entirely innocent. Xiao Gao doesn't have many cultivation resources, but he can't possibly use them all. How much of it do you think ended up in that person's stomach?"
"Which poor person is naive? Everyone knows the answer. It's just that Xiao Gao doesn't have many friends. Since he wants benefits and Xiao Gao wants friends, let him experience the benefits of maintaining this friendship."

"If he can really get to the top of the list, what's wrong with helping him out?"

"If you can't make it, then maintain a good relationship with Xiao Gao; that will naturally have its benefits."

"I heard he's number one in the Cloud Front Division," Luo Lu said.

Upon hearing this, Gao Rong calmly replied, "Who isn't number one in Yunqian Division? There are too many number one every year. Little Gao has no ambition and doesn't understand the sect at all."

I didn't agree to him coming.

"But the old man liked him, and my uncle liked him too."

"Fortunately, it's just this one problem."

After a pause, Gao Rong looked at Luo Lu and asked, "And you?"

“I naturally have nothing to say. If Young Master Gao thinks he’s too scheming, then he must be that kind of person,” Luo Lu said.

Gao Rong shook his head slightly, without saying anything more.

It's such a trivial matter, so I just mentioned it casually.

There's no need to worry about it.

In reality, it's highly likely that they will never cross paths again.

However, he can take a look at the rankings of the Yunxia Peak Reconstruction Academy once they are released.

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"Why are you looking at me?" Chang Qiwen took a step back.

Jiang Man kept staring at him while others were talking, which made him worry.

Jiang Man took a few steps forward and came to Chang Qiwen's side, saying, "Old Chang, I'm a little short on money lately."

“I’m nervous too,” Chang Qiwen said.

However, he wondered to himself, why was he so often?
He is nineteen years old this year.

We are the same age.

"Would you like me to explain it to you?" Jiang Man said with a smile. "Would I, a peerless genius, lie to you?"

"I really don't have any money. Fang Yong lent me two thousand," Chang Qiwen said.

Jiang Man: "."

Fang Yong was indeed a formidable foe, having actually gotten there before him.

Jiang Man didn't think much of it and asked, "Do you trust me?"

Chang Qiwen did not speak.

Anyway, I have no money.

“Since you believe me, you can try borrowing from others. For example, you borrowed from Cheng Yu before, and this time you can borrow from your colleagues who are escorting you.” Jiang Man said with a smile, “You can say that you are lending it to me, and then say that I have already established my foundation. If they don’t believe you, just say that I am about to establish my foundation and only need a few thousand spiritual resources.”

"I imagine they will lend it to us."

"Furthermore, as their creditor, the danger of your escort will be reduced."

Who would want their biggest creditor to die?

"It wasn't easy for them to find me."

Chang Qiwen, who had initially wanted to refuse, became more and more convinced that it was a good idea the more he listened.

“Lending it to others would mean losing everything, but lending it to me won’t,” Jiang Man said confidently.

Chang Qiwen remained silent for a long time before saying, "Wait for me a moment."

He paused, then looked at Jiang Man and asked, "Are you really going to reach the Foundation Establishment stage?"

Jiang Man shook his head slightly: "I have already reached the Foundation Establishment stage."

Chang Qiwen didn't believe it, but he still left.

It seems they went to borrow spiritual energy.

Jiang Man sighed, feeling a sudden surge of inspiration.

I don't know how much I can improve in three months.

Then Jiang Man came up to the old ox and said with a smile, "Old ox, how much do I look like I used to be?"

The old ox didn't even raise its head, quietly grazing.

Jiang Man shook his head; Old Huang was becoming increasingly quiet.

After chatting with Xiao Pang and the others for a while, Chang Qiwen returned.

He borrowed 12,000 spirit resources.

But he came back six months later, hoping to repay the debt.

Jiang Man agreed, promising to pay back 14,000 yuan in six months.

Afterwards, Jiang Man borrowed twenty more Spirit Gathering Pills from Xiao Pang.

If you sell it, you'll get six thousand spirit resources.

Song Qing was too poor; he said he would definitely save money next time.

Jiang Man didn't lend any money to Luo Xuan.

After that, Jiang Man took the old ox back home.

Chang Qiwen and Song Qingming will also be leaving tomorrow.

Song Qing was escorting Xiao Pang and the others here, so he couldn't stay for long.

But he can come along next time Yun Qiansi escorts him.

I mainly brought some things for Little Fatty.

We returned to our lodgings at Yunxia Peak.

Jiang Man pointed to the weeds in the yard and said to the old ox, "Old ox, this is all the food I carefully prepared for you."

The old ox silently glanced at Jiang Man, then dropped two items.

One is a wooden sword, and the other is Meng Qiewei's name.

Jiang Man picked it up and casually swung the wooden sword in his hand a few times.

"Old Huang, do you think I can use a wooden sword to control a sword?" Jiang Man asked curiously.

After reaching the Foundation Establishment stage, he will be able to learn sword control techniques.

Old Huang ate some weeds and said, "Sword control techniques are very expensive."

Jiang Man was taken aback; he hadn't expected that he would need to buy the sword control technique.

However, he is still quite wealthy now, with 17,400 spirit resources and 6,000 pills, totaling 23,400.

That evening, Jiang Man asked about cultivation.

For example, what should you major in, and what should you choose as a minor?

The answer was that the strong do not complain about their environment, and that it doesn't matter what a peerless genius cultivates.

Jiang Man felt that the old ox had already spoken his lines.

As for minoring, Jiang Man thought it over and decided to choose something that was easy to get started with and wouldn't take up too much time.

For example, formations and talisman making.

After a brief conversation, Jiang Man didn't rest; instead, he used his spiritual energy to cleanse his body.

This allows them to better adapt to such a rich spiritual energy.

To prevent problems from arising during subsequent cultivation.

The next day.

The foundation is laid in the front yard, and the ninth small yard.

Zhao Yaoyao arrived here early in the morning.

She successfully completed her foundation building and entered the Foundation Building Academy in her first year at the Reconstruction Academy.

Such speed is unmatched in the Ninth Courtyard.

However, after she came out, she inquired at the Qi Refining Academy but did not find the person she had met in the secret realm.

The other party lied and claimed to be the top student in the monastery.

I really don't take her seriously.

If you're going to impersonate someone, you should at least know who you're impersonating.

However, since she couldn't find the other person, she stopped thinking about it.

I may not have the chance to meet you again in the future.

Whether the other party is capable of establishing a foundation is another matter entirely.

Then she began to wait for the others to arrive.

There were approximately twenty-three people who established their foundations at Yunxia Peak in these two separate instances.

There will be two more times, which will also be incorporated into the Ninth Academy.

The total should be around fifty.

Then the others gradually arrived.

Most of them were people Zhao Yaoyao was familiar with.

Although most of them had completed three years of intensive training, they had engaged in numerous real-world combat experiences, making them easily recognizable.

That's why she was certain that Jiang Man was not a disciple of Yunxia Peak.

But soon, she was stunned.

Because he saw Jiang Man walk in from outside.

"How did he get here?"

Zhao Yaoyao was taken aback. But by then, almost everyone had arrived, including the instructor.

She didn't want to go over and ask.

However, she asked her friends.

"An Rong, do you know him?" Zhao Yaoyao pointed to Jiang Man's position behind her.

An Rong was in her third year of Foundation Establishment, and looked to be in her early twenties. Her chest heaved dramatically. At this moment, she turned around and glanced in Jiang Man's direction, frowning as she said, "So poor and shabby? Never seen anything like it."

Logically speaking, a poor and shabby appearance is the easiest to remember.

After all, there are many poor people, but not many who actually look poor.

Everyone likes to be presentable.

The same applies to the poor.

"Is there such a person on Yunxia Peak?" Zhao Yaoyao asked.

“The Reconstruction Academy definitely doesn’t have it,” An Rong said with certainty.

Then she asked another person next to her.

Then the answer came: there was no such person in the Qi Refining Academy.

Then there's only one possibility: it's from other peaks.

Why did you come here?

It's highly likely that they were being bullied and couldn't stand it anymore, so they applied to transfer to another peak.

Such shabby conditions are indeed possible.

An Rong didn't care; this kind of thing was none of her business.

Zhao Yaoyao recalled the secret realm, where the other party confidently claimed to be the number one in the Rebuilding Academy, which didn't seem like someone who had been bullied and transferred to another peak.

Before she could think further, a woman who looked to be in her early thirties stood at the front and said, "There are twenty-four people in total. It seems everyone has arrived."

In an instant, all sounds disappeared.

We waited quietly for the coach to speak.

"My name is Yan Yiqiu, and I am in charge of the Ninth Courtyard. You will all be under my jurisdiction for the next nine years." Yan Yiqiu looked at the crowd below and continued, "Have you all decided what you want to major in? I will call out your names, and you will receive your simplified cultivation method."

"Zhuo Bufan," Yan Yiqiu read aloud.

Immediately, a man dressed in brocade robes stood up.

"What do you want to fix?" Yan Yiqiu asked.

"A sword cultivator," Zhuo Bufan said.

Immediately, the main cultivation technique belonging to sword cultivators fell in front of him.

"Zhao Yaoyao," Yan Yiqiu spoke again.

Zhao Yaoyao stood up and said, "Sword cultivator."

"An Rong".

“Dharma cultivation.”

As each name was called out...

Jiang Man was the last one to be introduced.

“Jiang Man,” Yan Yiqiu said.

Jiang Man stood up: "Fa Xiu."

Immediately a book fell in front of him.

This is the foundation-building method known as the Condensation Method.

It's just that the law is the primary consideration.

"Now that you're standing up, why don't you introduce yourself to everyone?" Yan Yiqiu said, looking at Jiang Man. "They probably don't know you, so tell them how long you've been a disciple."

"I started learning about this place about two weeks ago, and I officially started yesterday," Jiang Man said truthfully.

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone was somewhat surprised.

Did you start learning about this two weeks ago?
Zhao Yaoyao was even more surprised. She calculated the time and realized that the other party had entered the secret realm on the first day of reporting to the sect.
Does he not need to retake the course?
What about the method of promotion?

“I understand that you need to meet the requirements for retraining to enter the sect, but when did you learn the method of advancement?” Zhuo Bufan asked.

“I’m curious too,” Yan Yiqiu said with a smile, looking at Jiang Man.

She really couldn't figure it out.

"I began cultivating this advancement method after entering the secret realm," Jiang Man said, looking at them.

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Jiang Man in astonishment.

Zhao Yaoyao felt as if the other person was telling her: You were number one before I joined the sect, and I will be number one after I join the sect.

"That's impressive." Yan Yiqiu pondered for a moment and said, "I heard you used to stay up all night to cultivate when you were refining your Qi?"

"Yes." Jiang Man nodded.

"If you're at Qi Refining level, that's fine. But once you've reached Foundation Establishment, you don't need to do this anymore," Yan Yiqiu reminded him. "Cultivation requires a certain state of mind. Staying up all night to cultivate like this will harm your body and your mind. It might be okay at first, but over time it will become a chronic illness, and it will be difficult to improve later."

Then she looked at everyone and said, "The scenery of Yunxia Peak has been criticized for a long time, and we can't cultivate too late now."

"Even the mist of spiritual energy can no longer be formed."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Man was somewhat surprised.

So the reason why there is little cloud and mist at Yunxia Peak is not natural, but rather because it has been absorbed?

He thought the spiritual energy here was scarce.

As for not staying up late, that's impossible.

"Alright, now I will begin explaining the cultivation method to you. Practice diligently for the next three months. After three months, the courtyard will begin ranking." Yan Yiqiu paused for a moment, then added, "You can choose your own minor cultivation method and then go and study it."

"Each person can choose two."

"However, the minor score will not be recorded in the rankings three months later."

Jiang Man felt as if the other person was saying that he could study the minor subject three months later.

If you study your major well now, your ranking will be higher.

However, Jiang Man was not worried about anything.

Everyone has just reached the Foundation Establishment stage, and they are currently at the closest point to achieving it.

Especially since I was staying up all night to practice.

They are destined never to catch up with themselves.

With his natural talent, he dared not slack off.

He cultivates when others cultivate, and he cultivates when others rest.

Time waits for no one, and human strength has its limits.

He was so young; he didn't know how these people could sleep.

We'll see who's right and who's wrong in three months.

But for now, we still need to learn the Condensation Technique first.

There are only twenty days left. I wonder if it will be a good time to cultivate.

Mr. Yan explained it very well, but she said that just explaining it would take seven days.

She told them to spend these seven days thinking it over carefully, and that it wouldn't be too late to start cultivating once they had thoroughly understood it.

Jiang Man couldn't wait.

He went back and found the old ox.

Let's begin a new explanation.

He's going to start his cultivation tonight.

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In the quaint courtyard, Meng Qie looked up at the starry sky, lost in thought.

A new ball of light appeared before her, seemingly waiting for her to speak.

They could be sent to an unknown place through certain means.

She couldn't think of anything to say until dawn.

At this moment, Qingdai walked in.

"Miss." Qingdai bowed respectfully.

"What news?" Meng Qiewei casually put away the ball of light.

"They said that the young prodigy sensed the aura of destiny." Qingdai paused and continued, "It seems to be one of the sects under the jurisdiction of the Immortal Sect, a sect called the Mist Cloud Sect."

"in addition."

Qingdai hesitated, as if she wanted to speak.

"What else?" Meng Qiewei asked.

As for the other party's ability to perceive one's destiny, she remained skeptical.

Even she couldn't detect the aura of destiny, so how could the other party?
"That prodigy said that the destiny he sensed was unclaimed, so," Qingdai said cautiously, "so, Miss, did you bury your son-in-law at the Misty Cloud Sect?"

Meng Qiewei looked at Qingdai and said after a long while, "How can you be sure that I buried it myself? I can't seem to get over it."

Her eyebrows were lowered in a deep blue.

The young lady was indeed missing for a period of time, and when she returned, she was already married.

Then there was no further news about the son-in-law.

It is a reasonable inference that he was buried.

But does Miss mean that the young master was really buried?

Meng Qiewei had been skeptical before, but now it seems that the junior was lying.

“Keep a close eye on him and see what he’s up to,” Meng Qiewei said.

Upon hearing this, Qingdai immediately nodded.

He then withdrew.

To this day, she still doesn't know whether her son-in-law was actually killed by her daughter.

Judging from the young lady's attitude, it seemed like she had killed someone, but then again, it didn't quite seem like it.

After everyone left, the ball of light reappeared in front of Meng Qiewei.

Her calm voice slowly rose, becoming gentle: "My husband has refused to appear all this time. Now they're saying you're long gone. Not only that, they're saying I buried you, buried you in the Misty Cloud Sect."

"Now that someone has gone there, my husband, would you like to go and help me clarify things?"

(End of this chapter)