Mortal: Fifteenth Realm Sword Cultivator

This statement actually contains a paradox.

Does one need to enter the palace to commit murder?

This precisely exposes the biggest predicament that Ling Xiaofeng and Wen Qing are facing at this moment.

The couple simply couldn't stray too far from Tianxing City.

The incident on Kuixing Island, Lei Peng's escape, and the destruction of the barrier were all part of a carefully planned test.

The purpose was to verify whether Ling Xiaofeng and Wen Qing were truly bound to Tianxing City, and to what extent.

The results speak for themselves.

The Star Palace's reaction, especially the Sixth Elder's immediate seclusion after being forced to use the Heavenly Star Array to wipe out the beast tide, and Jin Kui's subsequent emergence from seclusion.

The two were almost certain that the old monsters from both the righteous and demonic paths had probably guessed the truth based on the subsequent reactions from the Star Palace.

Therefore.

This is the root cause of Wen Qingcai's wariness of Lu Jianghe.

Of course, I'm not afraid.

Instead of exhausting yourself to weigh the pros and cons and trying to figure out what they're thinking, which might end up being thankless and even worse off than raising a tiger to cause trouble, it's better to strike first and eliminate the threat completely.

Even if this comes at a price, she is willing to accept it.

After all, compared to the unpredictable "bad seeds" and calamities that may appear in the future, the current price seems insignificant.

Wen Qing's confidence in making this decision stemmed from the fact that the Yuan Magnetic Divine Mountain was under its protection, and that he could also rely on the protective array that Tianxing City had accumulated over ten thousand years.

The couple seemed to be ruling over a mysterious little world.

Both one's own cultivation level and killing power will be enhanced to varying degrees.

"Leave this matter to your subordinates."

Jin Kui said calmly.

Wen Qing nodded, "Then I'll leave everything to you, Junior Brother."

Ling Xiaofeng casually asked, "Having experienced something after this incident, have you learned anything?"

Jin Kui pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "Never underestimate anyone."

Ling Xiaofeng smiled faintly and nodded, saying, "Yes, Junior Brother, go ahead. My wife and I will deal with that guest ourselves. If there's an opportunity, we can also assess his strength."

Jin Kui bowed deeply to the two holy masters and said in a deep voice, "This subordinate takes his leave."

After speaking, a golden light flashed around him, transforming into a sharp golden beam that pierced the sky.

Wen Qing asked, "When do we set off?"

Ling Xiaofeng said in a deep voice, "The sooner the better."

After speaking, he remained silent for a moment, then let out a heavy sigh: "In the end, it is I who have wronged you."

Wen Qing remained calm and slowly shook his head: "This matter is none of your concern. Who could have predicted that cultivating the Yuan Magnetic Divine Light to the final stage would require possessing all five elements of spiritual roots? Not to mention that such chaotic spiritual roots are one in ten thousand, even if one truly possessed them, given their mixed nature, let alone reaching the Nascent Soul stage, even Foundation Establishment and Core Formation would be as difficult as ascending to heaven. No wonder that although this technique was created long ago, no one has ever been able to truly master it."

Ling Xiaofeng remained silent for a long time, then said with regret and a bitter smile, "Yes, if I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have dragged you, my wife, into cultivating this incomplete and fraught with hidden dangers. Now we are trapped here, and if we can't find another way to break this deadlock, our path forward will probably be completely cut off. If not, we would both have successfully advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, and should have had another thousand years of lifespan left, instead of being left with less than five hundred years..."

Looking at the deep regret and heaviness on her husband's face, Wen Qing felt a mix of emotions.

She moved gracefully to Ling Xiaofeng's side and nestled against him.

"To gain her is my fortune, to lose her is my fate. Since fate has arranged it this way, we cannot force it. Yu Ling is still young, but fortunately, you and I have several hundred years left, enough to protect her. When she grows up and can stand on her own..."

Wen Qing's phoenix eyes gleamed with cold light, sharp as knives.

"We are clearing away all obstacles for our daughter!"

"What exactly were the cultivators who created this Primordial Magnetic Divine Light up to? They didn't mention it at all during the initial cultivation process, only revealing the need for this damned Five Elements Spiritual Root at the very last step. Why wasn't this stated from the beginning?!"

Ling Xiaofeng's face was agitated, even somewhat ferocious, clearly showing that he cared deeply about and hated this matter.

Wen Qing raised her hand and gently patted his chest, comforting him, "Thinking about it carefully, perhaps in the distant ancient times when that cultivation method was created, the five elements spiritual roots were not a limitation at all, and may even have had some other mysteries. Times have changed, and the world has changed. What was once a smooth road has become a dead end today. It may not be that the creators intended to deceive us."

Ling Xiaofeng let out a long breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart.

He didn't want to dwell on the topic any longer, and then, remembering something, he spoke up:

"Since Junior Brother said he investigated and found no trace of the other party in the Chaotic Star Sea... Could it be that they came from the Great Jin?"

After all, reaching the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm is not something that can be achieved solely through personal talent.

Without the full support of a sect and the massive resources poured in, it would be impossible for a mere rogue cultivator to have reached this point. It's simply a pipe dream, not even worth considering.

The rulers of the Star Palace throughout history have all known many secrets, such as that this world is far more than just the Chaotic Star Sea.

The rulers of the Star Palace throughout history have all known many secrets, such as that this world is far more than just the Chaotic Star Sea.

Wen Qing pulled away from his embrace. "But if he really came from the Great Jin Dynasty, what would he be after, traveling thousands of miles across the land? It couldn't possibly be for the 'Void Heaven Cauldron,' could it? With his late-stage Nascent Soul realm, he couldn't even enter the Void Heaven Palace. How could he possibly obtain the cauldron?"

Ling Xiaofeng frowned. "This is indeed illogical. What could possibly be more valuable than the Void Heaven Cauldron that would drive a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator to such a dangerous journey to the Chaotic Star Sea?"

Wen Qingfeng narrowed her eyes slightly and said decisively, "No need to think about it anymore. Go see them, and everything will be clear."

Before he could finish speaking...

A slender and graceful figure flew out from the suspended vortex and landed lightly nearby. Standing there gracefully was a young girl.

She was around the age of 12, with a delicate and clean face, dark eyebrows and eyes, and an innocent and naive charm.

"Mom, Dad, where are you going? I want to go too!"

The girl's voice was clear and cheerful.

Upon hearing this, Wen Qing's sharp expression instantly melted away like ice and snow, and when she turned around, she had replaced it with a warm smile and gentle eyes.

Instead of answering directly, she softly asked, "Yuling, do you remember what your mother told you before?"

This young girl was none other than Ling Yuling, the apple of the eye of the Star Palace Twin Saints.

Upon hearing her mother's words, Ling Yuling's lips trembled, and she immediately became listless.

However, she quickly ran to Wen Qing's side, grabbed her arms with both hands, and gently shook them, her voice soft and sweet, full of coquettishness.

"Can't I even just stroll around Tianxing City? I'm so bored! Dad, look at Mom!"

Just as Ling Xiaofeng was about to say something, Wen Qing gave him a look, and he immediately swallowed back the words he was about to say and coughed.

"Yu Ling."

He softened his tone, his voice carrying a hint of coaxing.

"Listen to your mother. Although we won't let you run away before you reach the Core Formation stage, you should at least cultivate to the late Foundation Establishment stage. Then your parents can feel more at ease."

Hearing this, Ling Yuling pouted even more. Looking at her father, who was trying hard to appear understanding but clearly lacked confidence, she protested, "But I'm really bored! Staying on this little hill all day..."

After saying that, she turned around, her back to her parents, her shoulders trembling slightly, looking pitiful as if she was about to cry.

Wen Qing and Ling Xiaofeng exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with helplessness and tenderness.

"Alright, alright."

Wen Qing's voice softened, "Don't act like that. You can stroll around Tianxing City, but you need to promise your mother two things."

Ling Yuling suddenly turned around, her face completely free of tears, her bright eyes shining with an astonishing gleam of triumph and elation.

"Mother, tell me quickly, Ling'er will definitely do it!"

Wen Qing extended a slender finger, her tone leaving no room for doubt: "First, you can only stay within Tianxing City, and only in areas above the thirtieth floor. You must not set foot in the lower, mixed mortal areas. Second, never use the teleportation array."

"Okay, okay."

Ling Yuling readily agreed; she would agree to any condition as long as she could get out.

After receiving the reply, Zhuang Huayi felt as clear-headed and at peace as if the clouds had parted and the sun was shining; this was the answer she was looking for.

She asked frankly, "Mr. Lu, what if they use their power to bully us if we don't join the Star Palace?"

Lu Jianghe smiled slightly and said calmly, "Unless their two Holy Lords make a move at the same time, the number of Nascent Soul cultivators alone is not very meaningful to me."

Zhuang Huayi smiled broadly.

"Mr. Lu's words, as always, are reassuring."

She changed the subject, asking, "Now that you've emerged from seclusion, will you be going into seclusion again anytime soon?"

Lu Jianghe did not answer.

He is now in a rather awkward situation.

His cultivation had reached the Golden Core stage, seemingly just one step away from the Nascent Soul stage, but he was hindered by the thin spiritual energy of this place, making it difficult to advance any further.

This inability to break through external constraints was incredibly boring for him.

Especially considering that there are still sixty or seventy years before the Void Heaven Palace opens, this wait seems even longer.

I need to find something to do.

He already knew when the Void Heaven Palace would open, but he had not yet obtained the "Void Heaven Remnant Map" that served as the medium.

Finding this item is not difficult; simply follow the original path and retrieve it from the hands of the extremely yin.

However, this "acquisition" process will take nearly fifty or sixty years.

Next.

It really can be very boring.

If the sword rises at the Great Wall.

He might not find it so boring.

Thinking of this, Lu Jianghe seemed to see the outline of that majestic pass and those faces that remained vivid even amidst the flames of war.

A faint but genuine smile crept onto the corners of his mouth.

Outside Chen Ping'an's wine shop, there were countless "Nothing to worry about" plaques hanging everywhere. He had once carved one for fun.

It's neither a cautionary tale nor a refined poem.

It was just a simple, crude curse, full of the vulgarity of everyday life.

"Zouzi, I am your father."

It's purely because what the other party did was like a complete troublemaker, adding countless filth to the situation.

Lu Jianghe felt absolutely nothing for him.

You could even say it's an inexplicable, deep-seated aversion.