From martial arts sects to immortality sects

Chapter 224 Stimulation from the Spiritual Realm
The news of Xu Ning achieving the Spiritual Consciousness Realm spread rapidly within the sect. This was the first time Li Qingqiu had officially revealed the existence of the Spiritual Consciousness Realm to the sect's disciples.

Above the ninth level of the Nourishing Essence Realm lies the Spiritual Consciousness Realm!
This greatly shocked the disciples, who finally realized the gap between themselves and the sect's top experts, and that the path of cultivation was far longer than they had imagined.

Deeply affected, Jiang Zhaoxia and Shen Yue began to cultivate in seclusion.

Shen Yue, in particular, was affected because Xu Ning had specifically sought him out. Although the two did not fight, the sense of oppression Xu Ning exerted on him was unbearable for him.

Not to mention the Spiritual Consciousness Realm, he hasn't even reached the eighth level of the Nourishing Essence Realm yet.

Shen Yue felt an unprecedented sense of anxiety; he didn't want to be left far behind by Xu Ning.

The news that Xu Ning had achieved the Spiritual Consciousness Realm also stimulated the other disciples in the sect.

More and more disciples began to set aside their practice of magic and focus on their cultivation, making the martial arts arena less lively than before.

In a courtyard.

Zhang Ping watched Yuan Qi leave, looking at the storage bag in his hand, feeling deeply moved.

This was brought to him by Yuan Qi at Li Qingqiu's request. It contained spell manuals, pills, and spirit stones. He sensed the sect leader's high regard for him, which put him under great pressure, as he was afraid of disappointing the sect leader.

However, the thought of his recent progress in cultivation rekindled his fighting spirit.

He has reached the fifth level of the Nourishing Essence Realm!

The effects of the Vermilion Bird Blood surprised him greatly; his cultivation speed increased significantly, and his Qi and blood also strengthened. He even suspected that he could cultivate the path of body cultivation.

He squeezed the storage bag and took a deep breath.

"Perhaps, I can participate in the next martial arts tournament..."

Zhang Ping is cautious by nature, but that doesn't mean he lacks ambition. It is precisely because his ambition is great enough, greater than anyone else's, that he is so cautious.

He decided to aim for the top ten in the next tournament, and that he would lose the competition if he obtained the resources.

He didn't want fame; he wanted to become as strong as possible so he could do more for the sect leader in the future.

Just as he was about to turn around and go back into the house, a figure walked in from the courtyard gate.

"Zhang Ping!"

Zhang Ping turned his head and his eyes widened. He saw a woman in purple looking at him with a joyful expression.

He was initially pleasantly surprised, but then felt apprehensive.

The visitor was none other than Murong Xi.

……

A month later, the effects of Xu Ning's breakthrough finally subsided, and new things began to attract the attention of the sect's disciples.

Inside the Training Hall.

Xue Jin sat in a chair, holding a letter in his hand, his brows furrowed.

Standing in front of the table was Zheng Yunqiao, the second of the Thirteen Swordsmen.

Zheng Yunqiao's expression was grim. He said in a deep voice, "The Xuanji Sect is not easy to deal with. Relying solely on the Training Hall will probably be difficult. Should we ask the Sect Master to send someone to help us?"

Xue Jin did not answer. The letter in his hand recorded the casualties. In this battle against Xuanji Sect, some disciples had been killed, which made him feel very bad.

After a while, Xue Jin took a deep breath and said, "No need, I will go down the mountain myself."

“That won’t do. You have to be in charge of the training hall, and your hand…” Zheng Yunqiao stopped halfway through his sentence, afraid of hurting Xue Jin’s feelings.

Xue Jin looked at him and said, "An arm injury doesn't prevent me from killing."

Just as Zheng Yunqiao was about to continue his persuasion, a voice came from behind:

“Having one arm doesn’t really matter, but you shouldn’t go down the mountain. Your strength is already being caught up by the other disciples, so don’t delay your cultivation any longer.”

Xue Jin and Zheng Yunqiao's expressions changed drastically, because they recognized the voice as belonging to someone else.

Xue Jin immediately stood up, while Zheng Yunqiao turned around and bowed.

Jiang Zhaoxia strode into the room; only a big shot like him could force his way in without being announced.

"Meet the Master!"

The two said in unison.

Jiang Zhaoxia came to the table, placed a storage bag on it, and said, "Xue Jin, there are cultivation methods for supernatural powers here. You can practice them when you have time. As for the trouble your training hall has encountered, you don't need to go down the mountain yourself. I have already written a letter, which is in the storage bag. Have your people deliver it to Li Sifeng. It's time for this kid to contribute to the sect."

Supernatural powers?
Xue Jin was surprised and subconsciously looked at the storage bag on the table.

He was naturally delighted with his master's arrangement, but he was afraid of troubling Li Sifeng.

"Wouldn't that be inappropriate, considering that Sixth Uncle is busy conquering the world?" Xue Jin asked hesitantly.

Jiang Zhaoxia said in an unquestionable tone, "This matter is settled. You should focus on your cultivation, maintain your strength and status in the sect, and don't embarrass me."

After saying this, he turned and left, and the two immediately bowed to him.

After his presence faded away, Zheng Yunqiao looked at Xue Jin and said, "Does Master seem very angry?"

Xue Jin replied, "It must be that one of the sect leader's disciples has broken through again."

Zheng Yunqiao chuckled helplessly, "Master is really something, so competitive. Who can compare to the sect leader's disciple? Even him..."

Xue Jin glanced at him, and he immediately snapped out of his reverie, no longer daring to speak recklessly.

Xue Jin then sat down again. Looking at the storage bag on the table, he wasn't particularly happy. In his view, seeking help from Li Sifeng meant the Training Hall had botched the job, or at least it had been messed up under his watch. Zheng Yunqiao saw through his concerns and said irritably, "Senior Brother, what are you thinking? Sixth Uncle is the head of the Training Hall. If he takes action, it's still a credit to our Training Hall. What are you thinking? Do you really think you're the head of the hall?"

These words awakened Xue Jin, causing him to smile wryly.

Yes!

He had almost forgotten about it.

Zheng Yunqiao looked at the storage bag on the table and asked curiously, "What is supernatural power, Senior Brother? Could you let me see it later?"

Xue Jin glared at him and said, "Your ideas are getting bolder and bolder. How could I teach without my master's permission?"

Zheng Yunqiao pursed his lips. He thought Xue Jin was good in every way, except that he was too rigid.

At the same time, he also felt envious.

Thirteen swordsmen are fierce and will share life and death, but Jiang Zhaoxia's attitude towards Xue Jin and them is completely different. Although the difference in their talents is objectively real, how can they remain completely indifferent?

……

into the night.

Inside the cave, Li Qingqiu was meditating and practicing his martial arts on the stone bed, while Chu Jing stood in front of him, reporting intelligence.

"According to the message from the Dark Hall disciples, Murong Manor is indeed hunting auspicious creatures. The white tiger is dead, and it is said that it was drained of its blood. All of this was ordered by Murong Zhilong, the lord of Murong Manor."

"Sect Master, according to what Shen Yue said before, this Murong Zhilong is a peerless genius with the potential to enter the Dao. Now that he is collecting auspicious blood essence, will he become a major enemy of Qingxiao Sect? My suggestion is to directly destroy Murong Manor. I will arrange for someone to do this, and you can pretend you know nothing about it."

Chu Jing's tone was fierce, as if the ruthless Xuan Gong had returned.

Li Qingqiu opened her eyes, glared at him, and said irritably, "Stop being so cunning. Don't use your old ideas to do things for Qingxiao Sect. I sent the Dark Hall to investigate Murong Manor not to deal with them, but to investigate the method of refining Vermilion Bird Blood."

Zhang Ping's aptitude could be improved, which proved that the Vermilion Bird Blood could also improve the aptitude of others. This made Li Qingqiu think of his junior brothers and sisters.

Only by improving the aptitude of junior brothers and sisters can they go further on the path of cultivation and live longer.

Chu Jing replied, "We're still investigating. Murong Zhilong's martial arts skills are not to be underestimated. The Dark Hall disciples' cultivation levels aren't too high, and I'm afraid of alerting them, so I've told them to be cautious."

"Well, take your time with this. I'll give you two years. You must find the method to refine the Vermilion Bird's blood," Li Qingqiu instructed.

The Vermilion Bird's blood is not just ordinary auspicious blood. According to Zhang Ping, the Vermilion Bird's blood that Murong Xi gave him was a piece of red jade, and Murong Xi said that rare treasures were added to it.

"it is good."

Chu Jing accepted the order and left.

After he left, Li Qingqiu pondered for a while before continuing his cultivation.

……

Dusk.

Bo Zhao and two other yamen runners who had come from Pancheng proceeded along the mountain path back to the Enforcement Hall. The three of them were exhausted; they had been responsible for patrolling the Taikun Mountains for the past few days, which had worn them out.

However, they will then have ten days of training time, which fills them with motivation.

"That Xunxian Town is really bustling. From a distance, it looks just like the main street of the prefecture."

"Yes, we should find time to go and explore it later."

"Bo Zhao, are you going?"

“He definitely won’t go. He’s a cultivation fanatic. His talent is better than ours. We shouldn’t hold him back.”

Bo Zhao paid no attention to his two companions' words; he was trying to recall the spell.

At the beginning of the month, he used his Dao affinity to exchange for a magic manual, and now his mind is full of thoughts about cultivating magic.

Just then, a companion pulled Bo Zhao and made him look ahead.

Yun Cai and seven women were playing in the woods ahead, mainly surrounding two children.

Bo Zhao and his two companions escorted Yun Cai and the other eight women to Qingxiao Sect. As Yun Cai was given special attention by Li Qingqiu and became famous in the sect, the relationship between the two groups gradually drifted apart.

It wasn't that Yun Cai was deliberately distancing herself from them; it was just that they felt embarrassed to burden Yun Cai, because Yun Cai had repeatedly given them elixirs and spirit stones, making them feel unworthy of such gifts.

They had escorted him all the way, which was indeed very tiring, but Li Qingqiu had already rewarded them by making them disciples of the Qingxiao Sect, allowing them to pursue the path of immortality. They were very content and did not want to trouble Yun Cai any further.

"Pretend you didn't see it, let's go."

Bo Zhao said in a low voice, and the three of them immediately quickened their pace.

The mountain path was winding, allowing them to bypass the woods where Yun Cai and the others were.

However, they hadn't gone far when clouds suddenly appeared in front of them, giving them a big fright.

"What are you hiding for?"

Yun Cai frowned, her tone icy, which frightened the three of them.

They were all wondering why they hadn't noticed how fierce she was when they were on the run before.

Bo Zhao hesitated for a moment, but Yun Cai said directly, "There's another batch of spots for going to the Heavenly Mountain Spirit Pool recently. I've applied for them for the three of you. Someone will talk to your hall master. Go back and prepare well. We'll depart in five days."

After saying that, she turned and walked into the woods.

Bo Zhao and the other two were stunned, their eyes following her retreating figure, their hearts filled with mixed emotions.

　I'm coming!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)