From martial arts sects to immortality sects

Chapter 169 Legend: Slaughtering the Qingxiao Sect
"I have no enemies, but because of you, I've gotten myself into a lot of trouble."

Zhou Ya glared at Qiu Dahu and said irritably.

This kid sometimes makes him feel gratified and proud, and sometimes he makes him angry.

So this is what it feels like to establish a sect. I wonder how the sect leader raised Master Zhang and the others, and how he developed Qingxiao Sect to such a prosperous stage.

Zhou Ya suddenly felt a pang of regret, questioning whether what she had done was the right thing to do. Perhaps for these children, being ordinary wasn't necessarily a bad thing.

However, when he thought about his experience of saving these children, he felt that he couldn't think that way.

In such a chaotic world, without strength, one will only live worse than a chicken or a dog.

Even if you hide deep in the mountains for your whole life, you may still encounter danger.

Qiu Dahu wanted to ask more questions, but Zhou Ya ignored him and sent him away by instructing him to help carry things.

Zhou Ya made up his mind that he would stay for no more than two months before returning to Qingxiao Sect to avoid any trouble.

……

The duel between Jiang Zhaoxia and Xu Ning ended in a draw, and their various methods greatly inspired the disciples' enthusiasm for cultivation.

These two people made them truly understand what it means to cultivate immortality.

Their very presence in the sky symbolizes the insurmountable chasm between cultivating immortality and martial arts.

This was also Jiang Zhaoxia's purpose: firstly, he genuinely wanted to spar with Xu Ning, and secondly, he wanted to demonstrate his abilities at the eighth level of the Nourishing Yuan Realm to the disciples of his sect.

Li Qingqiu was focused on practicing his skills and cultivating his ultimate techniques, and didn't pay much attention to the fight between the two.

He doesn't plan to pass on his supernatural powers to his disciples for the time being, because he has found that supernatural powers consume a great deal of vital energy. He estimated that even someone with the cultivation level of the eighth level of the Nourishing Yuan Realm would probably have their vital energy drained after only two or three uses of the Extreme Movement Technique.

Moreover, supernatural power imprints are far more difficult to cultivate than spells. For disciples in the Nourishing Essence Realm, cultivating supernatural powers is a waste of time unless they are truly gifted.

Li Qingqiu was able to master it because of the inheritance of supernatural powers, which was a shortcut.

While Li Qingqiu was immersed in his own cultivation, Qingxiao Sect experienced rapid development, with disciples constantly migrating to Ziyang Peak. However, Qingxiao Sect did not become deserted as a result and remained lively.

Besides Ziyang Peak, more and more disciples are buying land, and their activities are expanding throughout the Taikun Mountain Range.

The town of Xunxian was also under construction in full swing. Zhang Yuchun had never been so busy, but he enjoyed it. Even if it interfered with his cultivation, he was excited every day.

Summer has passed and autumn has arrived, with the autumn wind blowing into the Taikun Mountains.

In the imperial mourning hall.

Zhang Yuchun sat in his chair, reviewing the roster while listening to his disciples' reports.

"The news has spread throughout the land, and various warlords are worried that the Qi family will become the next Zhao Zhi, so they are showing signs of joining forces," the disciple said softly, his expression serious.

Zhang Yuchun replied, "That's not enough. We need to keep spreading these messages. It would be best to portray the Qi family as a demon clan. They're not fighting for the world; they want to make everyone in the world their prey."

“I understand. So far, none of the threads I’ve sent out have been retrieved,” the disciple replied.

Zhang Yuchun waved his hand, and the disciple immediately bowed and took his leave.

Not long after, another female disciple arrived.

"The Qin family has been defeated. The army of Dongling Prefecture has already invaded Guzhou. The Qin family hopes to receive our assistance," the female disciple said quickly after bowing.

Zhang Yuchun casually said, "Just drag it out and say I'm busy with official duties."

"Yes!"

The female disciple turned and left decisively, without any hesitation.

Zhang Yuchun rubbed his eyes, picked up another roster and flipped through it. Soon, he heard footsteps again.

However, the visitor walked to the table but did not speak.

When Zhang Yuchun looked up, he saw that it was not a trusted disciple who worked for him, but an ordinary disciple of the Imperial Spirit Hall.

Zhang Ping.

At this moment, Zhang Ping looked at Zhang Yuchun, wanting to say something but hesitating.

Zhang Yuchun looked at him and asked, "Is there something you need?"

"Master, can I trust you?" Zhang Ping asked earnestly.

Zhang Yuchun chuckled and retorted, "If you don't even trust me, who can you trust?"

Zhang Ping recalled that since he joined the sect, Zhang Yuchun had always taken good care of him and had never spoken harshly to him. However, it was his nature that made it difficult for him to feel close to people.

He took a deep breath, then took out a blue book from his pocket, placed it on the table, and said, "This is what I obtained when I went down the mountain with a senior brother for training. Although it is a secret manual, it involves a legend. After thinking it over, I think it is better to hand it over to the sect."

Zhang Yuchun didn't take it to heart, nodded, and said, "I understand, I'll look at it later."

Zhang Ping followed up, "Master, do you know Bai Ning'er? I'm here to train with him this time."

“Bai Ning’er? Of course I know him. He is well taken care of by the sect leader, who has done him a lot of favors. What, did he bully you?” Zhang Yuchun replied, his gaze returning to the roster in his hand.

Zhang Ping looked back to make sure no one was around, then whispered, "Master, I think Bai Ning'er is very strange. He makes it easy for people to like him, and he also easily encounters good things. I obtained this secret manual because of him. I don't believe that someone's luck can be that good."

Zhang Yuchun looked up at him, puzzled, and asked, "What do you mean? Good luck isn't enough?"

"I can't really explain it. I'm afraid he'll run into trouble, and I'm also afraid he'll cause trouble for the sect. Besides, he acts recklessly and doesn't care about anything he does," Zhang Ping said helplessly, feeling frustrated. There was something he didn't say: he felt Bai Ning'er was in danger.

During their descent down the mountain, the two encountered a poisonous creature. He instinctively pushed Bai Ning'er away, causing himself to be bitten by the creature. Although he eventually escaped danger, he was filled with lingering fear when he thought about it.

He felt that Bai Ning'er was probably a demon reincarnated, capable of bewitching people.

Anyway, he made up his mind to stay away from Bai Ning'er from now on.

"Acting recklessly? Then you really need to work on your temper," Zhang Yuchun said thoughtfully.

Zhang Ping quickly said, "I'm not asking you to suppress him. I just think it's best for him to go down the mountain less often. He has a very good character; he's righteous and warm-hearted."

Zhang Yuchun's head was throbbing from listening to this, and he said irritably, "One minute you think he's weird, the next you praise him. Are you trying to mess with me?"

Zhang Ping had no choice but to give up.

Seeing Zhang Yuchun wave, he had no choice but to raise his hand in greeting and turn to leave.

Zhang Yuchun continued to review the rosters. As Qingxiao Sect grew larger and larger, in addition to the rosters of disciples at all levels, there were other people whose rosters needed his approval. Even pilgrims who came to the mountain for temporary stays had to be registered to avoid any trouble.

The sun sets outside the window, and dusk gradually descends.

Zhang Yuchun put down the roster in his hand, stretched, and exhaled a long breath. His gaze fell on the blue book left by Zhang Ping, and he immediately picked it up.

Zhang Ping is calm and meticulous in his work. The fact that he brought this secret manual with him suggests there might be a special reason.

"Empress Ji's Dharma Aspect Divine Power..."

Zhang Yuchun couldn't help but chuckle, thinking the name was quite impressive. He opened the book and began to read carefully.

The opening is not about cultivation methods, but rather a record of an ancient legend.

As he read, his expression grew serious, and eventually, his hand holding the book trembled slightly.

……

Dark clouds obscured the stars and moon.

Inside a large hall, oil lamps on both sides barely illuminated the interior.

At the top of the steps, a man in a golden robe sat on a golden dragon throne, the armrests of which were made of dragon heads, lifelike.

The man in the golden robe looked to be in his forties or fifties, with a full head of white hair, cold eyes, and blood-red lips beneath his beard, making him look like a vengeful ghost.

His name was Qi Tianquan, and he was the head of the Qi family.

He stared at the ten white-clad men in the hall. These ten men were the mysterious white-clad men who wanted to capture Li Sifeng. At this moment, they were all kneeling in the hall with their heads bowed.

"My carefully cultivated ten divine servants are even beyond the reach of Li Qingqiu's junior brother, hehe."

Qi Tianquan sneered, his eyes icy, and wisps of white steam rose from his hands that were gripping the dragon's head.

The white-robed man holding the staff said in a deep voice, "My lord, it is not that we are incompetent. Li Sifeng's martial arts are extremely high, and his Emperor Xuan Sword contains special power. In addition, the Qingxiao Sect sent ten true disciples. We are indeed no match for him."

Qi Tianquan's smile grew even colder as he said, "The Qingxiao Sect has over three hundred true disciples. Doesn't that mean our Qi family is no match for the Qingxiao Sect?"

The ten attendants remained silent; they could not answer, but they did feel the pressure from the Qingxiao Sect.

call out! call out! call out……

Suddenly, vines emerged from the darkness, quickly entangling the ten attendants and dragging them into the darkness. Then, screams rang out, quickly replaced by the sound of bones breaking.

Qi Tianquan closed his eyes, as if listening to pleasant music.

for a long time.

There was no more sound in the main hall.

"The Qingxiao Sect is not a secular martial arts sect; it should be a cultivation sect. I never expected that after so many years, this land would still give birth to a cultivation sect."

A cold and aged voice came from the darkness.

Qi Tianquan opened his eyes, frowned, and asked, "Cultivation sects?"

"Yes, although the ancient cultivation sects have left this land that has suffered many disasters, the inheritance they left behind has allowed people in this land to inherit the legacy from time to time. Martial arts legends are one such example. Jiang Tianshi, who bewitched the emperor, is also such a person. However, they are not very powerful. Qingxiao Sect is different. That Li Qingqiu is not only cultivating immortality alone, but also leading so many disciples to cultivate immortality. He is really not simple."

The aged voice rang out again, its tone filled with emotion, and even a hint of greed.

Qi Tianquan frowned and asked, "Qingxiao Sect is located in Guzhou, which is too far from Cangzhou. You cannot move it. How can our Qi family eliminate them?"

The aged voice replied, "It's alright. That divine son is already qualified to let me enter his body. Even if this body can only bear one-tenth of my power, I am confident that I can slaughter the entire Qingxiao Sect."

"You must gather one hundred skilled individuals for entry as soon as possible; there is no time to lose."

Qi Tianquan took a deep breath and said, "You will get what you want in ten days at the latest, but you have not yet agreed to my request."

His tone was unquestionable and became very firm.

"Before that, you can choose seven people from among your descendants to come before me. I will impart divine techniques to them. As for whether they can master them, that depends on their own destiny," the old voice said softly.

　Third update!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)