Perfect World: Starting from Becoming Sister Huang

Chapter 85 September in the Mortal Realm, the Heavenly Emperor in His Youth

The desolate region is in constant flux, and the mythical war has had a profound impact, with even beings from other realms going to great lengths to cross over and explore.

This region is a vast wilderness with endless mountains. All the tribes are surrounded by primeval forests, and several ancient kingdoms are scattered throughout the boundless wilderness.

Therefore, this region is called the Wasteland.

The lower realm consists of eight domains: Heaven, Earth, Dark, Yellow, Universe, Cosmos, Flood, and Wilderness.

However, none of this is relevant to Shi Hao for the time being.

He knew who was on one side of the war of gods; not only his sister, but also the Willow Goddess was involved.

After returning to Butian Pavilion from Baiduan Mountain, he remained somewhat depressed. Even after being granted permission to stay in the Scripture Pavilion for a year or two, he was still not very happy.

He was only at ease after entering the Realm of the Gods and learning that his sister was alright.

"Cultivate! Cultivate!"

Shi Hao slapped his face hard, making two loud slapping sounds, which were no different from slapping himself. He cheered himself up and decided to work hard in his cultivation.

Only by becoming stronger, extremely strong, can I protect the people I want to protect.

He retrieved the broken sword that Ghost Master had lost in Hundred Broken Mountains, broke the curse, and also gained benefits by resolving some hidden dangers left by his recent rapid progress in cultivation.

After more than three months of fighting in Baiduan Mountain, they successively opened up the ninth cave, which was absolutely lightning fast.

After that, he frequented the Sutra Repository, received guidance from the elders, and studied various Peng bird techniques, integrating and mastering them, thus evolving the Azure Scaled Eagle Technique into the Azure Sky Peng Technique.

Moreover, reading numerous bone books has given him a more thorough understanding of runes, and it has also helped him regulate his body, solidify his foundation, and subtly improve his cultivation. As a result, he gradually became immersed in it, becoming more and more focused and obsessed.

After two months of cultivation in the Sutra Repository, the Heaven-Mending Pavilion prepared to revive their sacrificial spirits.

It was a gourd vine that had survived since ancient times. It had once ignited a divine fire, but unfortunately, its foundation was damaged in the ancient war, and now it was almost exhausted.

The divine vine revived, but it was only a brief resurgence, attracting many powerful enemies who were intimidated and forced to retreat. However, the remaining time was truly limited, at most a year and a half.

With guidance from the divine vine and the talisman bone of the Kunpeng descendant, Shi Hao once again immersed himself in cultivation, constantly studying the runes of the Peng clan and also exploring the methods of other birds of prey, thus gaining a comprehensive understanding.

By this time, he had been practicing asceticism for three months.

The restoration of the spirit of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion naturally shook the Great Wilderness, causing undercurrents to surge. Coupled with the previous divine war, the various places have been restless, as if something is about to happen.

Half a month ago, Shi Yi also returned. He originally wanted to see Shi Hao, but when he saw the small pouch hanging on Shi Hao's waist from afar, he snorted and left. Then, he went on to successfully enter the Ancient Holy Academy.

Shi Hao didn't take it seriously and continued to cultivate on his own. After a month or two, he finally understood it thoroughly and comprehended his own Kunpeng Technique.

Although it was only a cobbled-together prototype, it was still extremely impressive. Its power was no weaker than that of a pure bloodline treasure technique. Combined with the Suanni treasure technique, it could be said that it had initially developed an invincible aura.

During this time, people from the neighboring Zhulu Academy came to exchange ideas, and a firebird that Yu Baiduan Mountain had met came to seek refuge with him.

For the next three months, Shi Hao once again immersed himself in the Sutra Repository, spending his days reading scriptures and acquiring many minor supernatural abilities.

He also received guidance from the Thunder Ancestor Mu Yan, who generously shared all his insights, allowing him to make rapid progress in the Thunder Dao realm. He was able to comprehend the life force within lightning, elevating his thunder techniques. Mu Yan even risked his life to retrieve the Thunder Tribulation Liquid for him.

This is an immense favor, allowing him to lay the foundation for the path of thunder.

For the first time, Shi Hao felt the significance of the sect and developed a sense of belonging.

Furthermore, my interactions with the many senior brothers and sisters in the sect were very heartwarming, and I experienced the harmony and camaraderie within the sect.

However, as time went on, more and more figures began to lurk outside the Butian Pavilion.

While the resurgence of the sacrificial spirit can deter many powerful enemies, it is only a temporary deterrent. Those who covet the divine seed formed by the divine vine will never give up.

Everyone knew that the spirit of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion was merely experiencing a brief resurgence and could not truly be reborn. All that remained was to wait until it could no longer hold on and revealed its weakness.

Some people couldn't hold back, such as the four major clans of Kun, Li, Yuan, and Meng, who had a deep grudge against Shi Hao. They were like ghosts, coming after him.

As a result, Shi Hao didn't even have a chance to make a move before those people were surrounded and killed by hundreds of fellow disciples, and even Ancestor Mu Yan personally chased after them.

This deeply moved Shi Hao, warming his heart.

As the days went by, the number of disciples in the Heaven-Mending Pavilion dwindled, especially some geniuses and elites who were secretly sent away.

Shi Hao saw off batch after batch of senior brothers and sisters. Before they left, each of them would pinch his little face and encourage him to cultivate diligently so that he could stand tall between heaven and earth and surpass the spirits of the sacrificial spirits.

By then, whether or not the Heaven-Mending Pavilion possesses the Divine Vine, it will have nothing to fear from the outside world.

"You're so fierce at such a young age, we all have high hopes for you, keep up the good work!"

One familiar and unfamiliar face after another held great expectations and hopes for him. Even when the sect faced a great calamity, they remained optimistic and full of hope.

This is a season of farewells, but also a fulfilling period.

Shi Hao cultivates himself every day, full of energy and experiencing joy every day.

Besides that, whenever he had free time, he would visit his fellow disciples, have a big meal together, and then have Maoqiu steal a few jars of old wine from the elders so they could drink together. It was a very pleasant experience.

"Senior brothers, you've lost again. Time for a drink!"

These were nights filled with laughter and joy. A group of peers were staggering with alcohol, and even some of the older female students were reeking of alcohol, their faces flushed, more beautiful than flowers.

In the distance, the roars and curses of several elders could be heard.

"Damn it, who stole my medicinal wine again? Don't let me catch him!"

"Damn thief, the entire cellar of fine wine is gone!"

The group of teenagers couldn't help but burst into laughter, their faces flushed, clearly enjoying themselves immensely.

"Sigh, we're about to part ways. I don't know when we'll see each other again. Take care, junior brothers."

"Senior brothers and sisters, please take care!"

This was not the first time they had said goodbye. Over the past few months, some important disciples of the Butian Pavilion had disappeared one after another and been sent elsewhere.

Parting is always sad. Although they drank heartily and enjoyed themselves, in the end, they were still filled with sorrow and reluctance, after all, they had lived there for a long time.

We'll be back sooner or later!

Without a doubt, this was a joyful time, and no matter how many years pass, Shi Hao will never forget this period and will always remember it.

Even many years later, when many of them were no longer alive, he could still clearly recall that period of time and remember their voices and smiles.

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