At the edge of Qinglu Mountain, auspicious clouds hang in the sky.

An old Taoist priest in the clouds had a gloomy expression.

Being in this Qinglu area, Wen Zhibai felt extremely uncomfortable.

It was as if a dragon accustomed to swimming freely in the vast ocean had suddenly been stuffed into a narrow, dry well.

Taixu was locked up.

The foundation building and major repairs involve every move that stirs up the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. If one exerts all one's strength in this world, one will surely be struck by lightning in the face of divine retribution.

Therefore, for thousands of years, the high-ranking cultivators of the Xuanhuang Realm have adhered to the established rules, and any enmities or grudges have been settled in the Great Void.

Today, my divine sense has hit a wall, and my perception is limited to only a few dozen feet.

Damn it.

Wen Zhibai cursed inwardly.

Suwen said, "There is joy in the neighborhood, but Langche Zhuxuan has not returned. Only my junior brother is suitable."

Looking back now, it was like pushing him into a fire pit.

Several months ago, the two saints of Guanhua Sect suddenly appeared, shocking countless people in Yujian Sect.

Qinglu is barren; let alone Foundation Establishment, even reaching the Qi Refining Perfection stage would probably require three days of auspicious smoke rising from the ancestral graves.

Two strikes in one night?

Not to mention that the female cultivator named Qingyan has no background whatsoever, just look at that Chai Wu.

Xianyun had previously said that the man frequented brothels and pleasure quarters only to harass widows.

"Teasing a widow..."

Wen Zhibai's dough twitched.

He is in seclusion!

It's a case of playing dumb to outsmart others, a case of keeping one's true abilities hidden!

If there were no powerful figures orchestrating this behind the scenes, or no extraordinary means at their disposal, how could this have happened?

Wen Xianyun is exceptionally talented, and the entire clan is needed to support him.

Even so, Shangka remained stuck at the pass for several years.

"Fine, let's try diplomacy first, then resort to force."

Wen Zhibai suppressed the sinister glint in his eyes, flicked his sleeve, and his spiritual energy surged:

"Wen Zhibai of the Imperial Sword Sect, having heard of your sect's double joy, has come to offer my congratulations!"

The sound waves rolled on, stirring up ripples in the protective array around the mountain.

The cyan light curtain did not obstruct it, but instead cracked open a portal.

"What courage!"

Inside the portal, a wisp of pink light drifted in, accompanied by a fragrant breeze.

A beautiful woman in palace attire hovered ten feet away, her hair piled high, exuding elegance and grace. She glanced at him once, and he gracefully bowed.

"This humble servant, Qin Ranqing, greets Elder Wen."

"The sect leader said that distinguished guests have arrived and ordered me to come and greet them."

Wen Zhibai narrowed his eyes slightly.

Qin Ranqing?

The women who used to play with ropes in Cangchun Valley?

but......

I had a superficial understanding of it.

The female cultivator before him had a weak and restless aura, and her foundation was not solid.

However, the spiritual pressure overflowed, and the Dharma body remained flawless.

Genuine product, in the early stages of foundation building!

Three?!

Besides Zhenyue and Qingyan, there's actually a third one hidden here?!

If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, who would believe that someone who was stuck in the late stage of Qi Refining just a few years ago could rise to such heights today?

Just how many monsters and secrets are hidden on this small hill?

"Fellow Daoist Qin... Qin."

Wen Zhibai's tone became somewhat dry, and even his form of address changed accordingly:

"Fellow Daoist has attained the Great Dao. Today, Guanhua Gate is not only celebrating double joy, but also the auspicious beginning of three yangs."

"Elder, you flatter me."

Qin Ranqing covered her mouth and chuckled softly, her eyes sparkling, not concealing the joy in her brows:

"By sheer luck, you narrowly escaped it. Please."

The more casually he spoke, the deeper Wen Zhibai's apprehension grew.

Suppressing his myriad thoughts, he put on a false act of kindness on his old face, flicked his whisk, and went into the mountains.

......

In the main hall of Guanhua, fragrant tea has been prepared.

On the main seat, Hua Yangzi, who had not undergone major repairs and still had a wrinkled face and a fawning smile, remained unchanged.

"Oh dear! Elder Wen has arrived! I have failed to greet you properly, please forgive me!"

Hua Yangzi quickly walked down the steps to greet him, pouring tea and serving water.

Wen Zhibai took his seat, sipped his spiritual tea, and glanced across the empty hall, feigning ignorance.

"Fellow Daoist Huayang, I have come here specifically to congratulate you two exceptionally talented new Daoists."

"Why...is there no sign of you?"

Qin Ranqing leaned back in her seat, peeling a spiritual fruit with her jade-like fingers, and replied casually:

"Unfortunately."

"Elder Zhenyue is a restless man. He thought the wild boars in the north were too demonic and said he had rid them of the scourge."

"Elder Qingyan... is eccentric and loves peace and quiet. He may be meditating in some distant cloud, like a dragon whose head is seen but not its tail."

Wen Zhibai savored the flavor, put down his teacup, and his expression became even more gentle:

"It is indeed a coincidence."

"In that case, let's disregard those formalities."

"In the past, the disciples of the Imperial Sword Sect were a mixed bag, and their actions may have been somewhat biased, which caused some misunderstandings between our two families."

"I have come here today to untie this knot."

With a wave of his sleeve, the three brocade boxes landed neatly on the table, radiating a dazzling light.

"【Plain Moon Flowing Cloud Robe】, woven from moonlight silkworm silk mixed with heavenly cloud gauze, is a mid-grade spiritual artifact. It is impervious to all magic and unaffected by water or fire. It is presented to Fellow Daoist Qingyan."

"The powerful artifact, the Xuan Turtle Rock Shield, has not yet recognized a master, making it a perfect match for Elder Zhenyue's divine power."

Finally, Wen Zhibai pointed his fingertip at a piece of withered wisteria:

"As for Fellow Daoist Qin, you have only recently broken through to the next realm. This item is the [Purple Dragon Serpent Vine]. Although it is not a supreme treasure, it is still suitable for your use."

The scale of the project was considerable.

These are all hard currencies that are hard to find in the market and are priceless.

Immediately, the old Taoist's face was filled with gratitude, and tears welled up in his cloudy eyes:

"Elder, your kindness is boundless! It is truly a great kindness!"

"What's the misunderstanding? It's all a misunderstanding!"

"Among all of us in the Guanhua Sect, who doesn't remember the kindness of the Yujian Sect? My heart... is warmed!"

Seeing that Hua Yangzi accepted everything without question, his greed was on full display.

Wen Zhibai let out a barely perceptible sigh of relief, his tense nerves relaxing slightly.

Being able to accept gifts indicates that one is good at conversation.

This means that even if the other party has a powerful backer, they may not necessarily want to break ties with the Imperial Sword Sect.

The delaying tactic has been successfully implemented, and the situation is under control.

He then engaged in another round of feigned politeness.

Wen Zhibai secretly cast a spell, sending several strands of spiritual energy into the ground to probe the foundation of the main hall.

It was like a clay ox sinking into the sea, seemingly unfathomable, and vaguely stirred by some terrifying energy, making one's heart tremble.

I dare not stay any longer.

Wen Zhibai suddenly stood up and lightly flicked his whisk:

"The gift has been delivered, but I have worldly affairs to attend to, so I will not linger any longer."

"If you encounter any difficulties in the Blackwater City area in the future, feel free to mention my name; I'll always have some influence over you."

"Definitely! Definitely! Elder, please take care!"

Hua Yangzi saw him off respectfully and waved goodbye.

As the golden light faded into the distance, the old Taoist's face fell, devoid of any smile.

He gently patted the brocade box, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

"Face... is something you earn yourself, not something you beg for."

......

Inside the rental house.

Qingyuan watched Wen Zhibai's hasty departure and let out a soft snort:

"Old fox, you're quick on your way."

This gesture of goodwill is nothing more than a delaying tactic.

Guanhua Gate was put on the table and became a target.

The powerful families of Blackwater City, smelling the blood, will surely flock here.

But Qingyuan is not weak; its foundation is already established, so why should it fear wind and rain?

The text in the center of the screen is animated.

【Congratulations!】

[Juexin (a Dharma Master) realized his true nature and volunteered to undertake arduous tasks. The Dharma-protecting pig demon also wished to follow him and temporarily became his disciple.]

[Journey to the West, Act One: The Buddha's Teachings Subdue the Apes, The End!]

[Rating: Lower Grade (A)]

Two bursts of golden light exploded, revealing tempting rewards.

[Reward 1: Destiny Advancement Guide (One participating disciple's destiny can be upgraded)]

[Reward Two: Enlightenment Pill (Allows the user to instantly achieve enlightenment, comprehend the ultimate state of their own cultivation technique, and ignore bottlenecks)]

"nice one!"

Qingyuan's eyes lit up.

It would be more effective to bestow rewards upon Shu Yan and the others after they have returned north and settled down.

At this moment, what he cared more about was the change in his dantian.

The center of Qihai.

The once-silent gray-white stone pebbles now bear rampant golden-red cracks.

With the opening and closing of "Journey to the West," the hatching process is very close.

"About seven days."

Seven days later, he broke free from his shell and entered the Qi Refining stage.

Our mortal bodies are now a thing of the past.

The conditions for unlocking Act II are as follows:

[Condition to unlock Act Two, "Journey to the West": Completely bring "Awakening Heart" under your wing, making her willingly submit.]

"Take your time."

Psychological warfare?

He knows it well.

Even Xu Sixing was instantly refined by him.

How can a young monk filled with remorse escape from his palm?

"Slow cooking yields rich flavor."

My thoughts drifted away, and drowsiness crept in.

Qingyuan got up and drew the curtains, shutting out the lights of thousands of homes outside the window.

Tomorrow is Monday, another week of being a corporate slave.

"That's life."

Qingyuan crawled into bed.

That night.

There are no immortals or demons in my dreams, no Great Luo Heaven.

There was only one golden egg, with wings, flying in front of it.

He chased after them desperately.

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