The Prodigal Disciple of Mount Hua: Seizing All Opportunities

The Cliff of Contemplation on Mount Hua is located on the precipice of the Jade Maiden Peak.

This cliff is steep, unlike the beauty of Jade Maiden Peak or the ruggedness of Sunrise Peak; it evokes an indescribable sense of aloofness and desolation.

The mountain wind rushed in from the cliff mouth, turning into an endless howl that was like the roar of a tiger and the cry of a dragon.

When the wind rises, it often makes people's clothes flutter and their minds are captivated.

Looking down from the cliff edge, one sees a sea of ​​clouds churning, a vast expanse of white light, where all the splendor and turmoil of the mortal world are isolated by this boundless sea of ​​clouds.

The cliff is barren, with only one cave available for use, which has always been the place where disciples of the Huashan Sect are punished.

The purpose is to keep the punished person away from external disturbances and sincerely repent for their mistakes.

Two disciples of the Huashan Sect escorted Chen Qianyang to the cave entrance.

"Junior Brother Chen, this is the Cliff of Repentance. The sect leader has ordered you to stay here for the next three months to reflect on your mistakes and not to leave without permission. It is our duty, please forgive us."

Chen Qianyang showed no sign of frustration at being punished; instead, he was quite curious about his surroundings.

He looked around, exhaled a breath of stale air towards the sea of ​​clouds, and said calmly, "Thank you, senior brothers. This place is serene and beautiful, just what I wanted."

Seeing his composed demeanor, unlike the usual dejected look of punished disciples, the two disciples were secretly amazed. Without saying another word, they turned and descended the mountain the way they came.

Chen Qianyang turned around and crawled into the cave behind him. The cave was extremely small, just big enough for one person to enter.

The furnishings inside the cave were extremely simple, with only a bed made of thatched straw and some pottery basins and bowls.

It resembles the tenement buildings I saw in my past life.

This kind of environment certainly warrants reflection.

Aside from sleeping and practicing martial arts, he probably just stares blankly at the stone walls inside the cave every day.

Chen Qianyang was perfectly clear-headed. He knew that although Yue Buqun's actions were punishment, they were also protection, and he also intended to take the opportunity to blunt Yue Buqun's sharp edges.

But none of that matters to him.

As long as this place is the Cliff of Repentance, that's fine.

As night deepened, the wind howled more fiercely on the cliff.

Chen Qianyang sat upright in the cave and took out the [Two Elements Mystic Pendant], the reward he had received last time.

This pendant has a simple and ancient design, and the material is not discernible. One side is engraved with mountains and rivers in relief, while the other side is engraved with the sun and moon in intaglio.

One side was warm, the other was cool, yet it emitted a soft glow in the dim stone chamber.

He placed the jade pendant close to his chest, then closed his eyes, concentrated, and began to circulate the "Huashan Heart Method".

The moment the technique was activated, the Yin-Yang Mystic Pendant on his chest immediately responded!

This item is incredibly mysterious, containing both Yin and Yang energies, which can be adjusted according to the wearer's internal energy.

Huashan internal martial arts belong to the orthodox and esoteric school, and are of a neutral and peaceful nature, with a slight tendency towards masculinity.

From within the jade pendant, a pure stream of icy energy slowly seeped out, permeating his entire body.

This chill was not domineering, but rather exceptionally refreshing, which perfectly neutralized the slight fire in his heart that had risen from activating his internal energy, making his mind even calmer and allowing him to practice his skills several times faster than usual!

Its effect is somewhat similar to the Cold Jade Bed of the Ancient Tomb School.

This is a really good thing; it's perfect for him to hone his internal strength.

Chen Qianyang was overjoyed and immediately calmed his mind to cultivate with all his might.

After circulating his internal energy for several weeks, a sudden change occurred!

As his cultivation progressed, the mysterious ice energy emanating from the jade pendant became increasingly concentrated, unexpectedly triggering the strange poison lurking within his body!

As if provoked, the insidious poison suddenly erupted from the depths of the meridians!

A chilling power, far more powerful and domineering than the jade pendant's aura, filled with destructive energy, surged wildly within his body like a runaway horse!

The mysterious ice energy of the jade pendant and his own Huashan internal energy were instantly shattered by this external poison!

Chen Qianyang knew something was wrong; he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

He tried to forcefully stop his practice, but the three forces within his body had completely spiraled out of control, clashing and tearing at each other, causing waves of excruciating pain to rip through his meridians.

On his left wrist, the black line representing the deadly poison was now spreading upwards at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in an instant it had crossed his elbow!

If we don't find a solution soon, the poison will spread, and today will be his death day!

Just as Chen Qianyang's consciousness was about to be swallowed by the boundless cold, the Yin-Yang Mystic Pendant on his chest suddenly shone brightly!

It seemed to sense that the wearer's body was filled with excessive cold energy, causing an imbalance of yin and yang, and the yin and yang energies inside the jade pendant suddenly reversed!

The side that originally exuded the aura of icy coldness suddenly subsided, while on the other side, a warm current as gentle as fire surged out!

This warm, fiery energy wasn't scorching, but it was full of inexhaustible vitality.

It quickly spread throughout his body, on the one hand firmly protecting his nearly shattered heart meridian, and on the other hand precisely meeting the rampant, insidious, and cold power.

The powers of ice and fire clashed even more fiercely within his body once again.

This time, with the protection and neutralization of the Wen Yan power, Chen Qianyang finally regained a sliver of control over his body.

He mustered his strength and guided his remaining Huashan internal energy in an attempt to restore order to the chaotic state of his meridians.

After an unknown amount of time, when the first rays of dawn shone through the cracks in the stone chamber, Chen Qianyang slowly finished his practice and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

He felt completely exhausted, as if his body had been hollowed out, but his inner strength, having undergone a night of life-and-death tempering, was more refined and stronger than ever before.

Slowly raising his left hand, he saw that the hideous black line had retreated back to below his wrist, and its color had faded slightly.

Clearly, the poison has been suppressed in the short term.

However, this is probably not enough to eradicate the poison completely.

It should be noted that the Huashan Heart Sutra is biased towards Yang, and subsequent cultivation will inevitably draw out the power of the Xuanbing within the Xuanpei.

In other words, as long as the poison remains in the body, further use will still be dangerous.

This time, it could be considered a blessing in disguise, but given how dangerous it was, he wouldn't dare to do it again anytime soon.

The Huashan Heart Sutra can unleash such profound ice power; one wonders what would happen if one practiced the extreme yin and yang of the Nine Yin and Nine Yang.

Several days have passed in this arduous practice.

With a thought, the attribute panel in front of him appeared:

【Chen Qianyang, a disciple of Mount Hua】

[Combat Strength: At a Minor Level]

[Talent: Sword Mind Clear, Swift as the Wind]

External Skills: Three-Sword Technique (Incomplete) 3/3, Huashan Swordplay 10/10 (Proficient)

[Internal Skill: Huashan Inner Strength Technique 10/10 (Proficient)]

Chen Qianyang was overjoyed to have finally reached the point of minor success.

That afternoon, a series of light footsteps came from below the cliff.

A moment later, a pretty figure in a pale yellow dress carefully walked up carrying a food box. It was Yue Lingshan.

Upon seeing Chen Qianyang, she first breathed a sigh of relief, then quickly put on a stern face, strode over to him, slammed the food box heavily on the stone table, and scolded, "Father is really something, punishing you to come to this godforsaken place and not allowing anyone to visit! Humph, I'm here anyway!"

Chen Qianyang felt a warmth in his heart as he looked at her charmingly feigned anger.

Feigning a wronged and dejected look, she sighed and said, "Senior sister, why did you risk being punished by Master to come see me?"

When Yue Lingshan saw that his face was paler than usual, her anger vanished instantly, replaced by deep heartache.

She pulled Chen Qianyang to sit down on the stone bench, opened the food box, and laid out the exquisite side dishes one by one, while saying...

"Don't overthink it. I just came to see if you were dead or not. Stop talking nonsense and eat it while it's hot!"

"And you... how's your injury from the canyon that day?"

As she spoke, she reached out her delicate hand, wanting to feel Chen Qianyang's forehead.

Just as her fingertips were about to touch her wrist, Chen Qianyang suddenly reached out and gently grasped her slightly cool wrist.

"Ah!" Yue Lingshan cried out as if she had been electrocuted, trying to pull her hand away, but he held it firmly.

A tingling sensation spread from her wrist throughout her body, instantly turning her pretty face bright red.

My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of my throat.

What is he trying to do...?