Six Realms Immortal Emperor

The chirping of insects echoed all around, as the night had fallen.

"Let's bury Cen Yang's body first, lest things get complicated!" Xu Jingtian said, standing up first.

Fortunately, their place was far from the other disciples' residences, and it was nighttime, so their fighting didn't attract anyone's attention.

"Come on, I know a place!" Dongfang Sixing suggested.

Fortunately, the mountaintop was covered with tall, thick trees, making it easy to find a secluded spot. After walking around for a few steps, the two found a suitable place, where the ground was covered with fallen branches and leaves, and it was very well hidden.

"This is it!" Xu Jingtian said, pointing to the spot.

"Heh, that's right. I also think the feng shui here is pretty good. It's such a good deal for that bastard Cen Yang." Dongfang Sixing threw Cen Yang's corpse on the ground with a thud and spat hard.

It seemed Dongfang Sixing had suffered quite a bit at Cen Yang's hands. Xu Jingtian, seeing this, whispered, "Start digging!"

The soil here wasn't too hard, and the two of them easily dug a pit several feet deep with half of their flying sword, burying Master Cen Yang's body there. Before leaving, Dongfang Sixing didn't forget to stomp on it a couple of times.

Although Xu Jingtian felt somewhat reluctant, Daoist Cen Yang had committed numerous evils and deserved his fate; he had no one else to blame but himself.

"Get out of the way!" Xu Jingtian waved his sleeve, collecting some rubble from a distance and piling it on top of the pit. Still not satisfied, he also gathered up a lot of broken branches and leaves until there were no visible traces from the outside before stopping.

"You're so thoughtful!" Dongfang Sixing smiled.

The two turned back and cleaned up the traces of the fight on the ground until there was no trace left before they went back to rest.

In the days that followed, Xu Jingtian settled down on Wuji Peak, living next to Dongfang Sixing. He practiced magic during the day and meditated at night.

Dongfang Sixing, however, was preoccupied with worries, unsure when his secret would be exposed, and lived in constant fear and anxiety.

Xu Jingtian knew that persuasion was useless, so he could only turn a blind eye and let him make trouble for himself.

During this time, Master Tu Yang, along with Dong Quan and Shi Jin, visited Master Cen Yang several times every few days, only to leave disappointed each time. They suspected that Master Cen Yang was deliberately hiding something from them, secretly plotting some method to improve his ranking in the sect's competitions. After returning home, they strictly disciplined their disciples, preventing them from moving freely within the sect.

Not only these disciples, but even Gu Tianxing and Huang Shaoyuan, for some unknown reason, haven't come to see them for some time now.

Therefore, Wuji Peak became much quieter. Dongfang Sixing couldn't help but suggest going outside for a walk several times, but Xu Jingtian stopped him each time.

Although Xu Jingtian also desperately wanted to go to Wanhe Valley, leaving the sect at this time would undoubtedly increase suspicion. It wouldn't be too late to go after things calmed down. Besides, he had something more important to do right now.

He absorbed some of the spiritual power of the Three Saints of Soul Separation, which boosted his cultivation to the sixth level of Qi Refining. However, since it was not something he cultivated bit by bit on his own, his cultivation was very unstable. His battle with Daoist Cen Yang consumed a lot of his spiritual power. If he did not consolidate his cultivation, he was very likely to fall several levels.

Here, with no one to disturb him, Xu Jingtian could cultivate in peace.

Three months passed in the blink of an eye, and Xu Jingtian finally converted all the spiritual energy in his body, stabilizing his cultivation at the sixth level of Qi Refining.

"Tsk tsk!" the Three Saints of Separation sighed. "I never imagined that my lifelong reputation would end up being ruined by a brat like you. How pathetic!"

"Senior, why are you doing this? Isn't it good that we're getting along peacefully now?" Xu Jingtian said with a smile via telepathy. He had already taken control of the situation, and the Three Saints of Separation of Souls would have no chance of turning the tide.

The Three Saints of Separation sighed and transmitted their voices, "Hmph! You're doing quite well. I, this old man, only have a wisp of remnant soul left, which can only grow weaker and weaker, and sooner or later I will be devoured by your soul consciousness."

"Don't worry, senior. As long as I live, I will not actively devour your soul." Xu Jingtian transmitted his voice to him.

With the Three Soul-Separating Saints by his side, Xu Jingtian essentially gained an extra mentor. There were many things he could learn from them, and he certainly wouldn't miss this great opportunity.

Over the past three months, Xu Jingtian's cultivation has progressed rapidly. He has not only stabilized his cultivation at the sixth level of Qi Refining, but also, under the guidance of the Three Saints of Soul Separation, mastered several advanced spells such as Immortal Spirit Palm, Immortal Thunder Technique, and Golden Sun True Skill.

Xu Jingtian had already mastered these three spells very well; all that was left was to find an opportunity to use them.

On this day, Xu Jingtian opened his eyes from meditation, just as Dongfang Sixing tiptoed in.

"Huh, how did you know I was coming?" Dongfang Sixing deliberately lowered his pace as he approached. Unless you were listening intently, you wouldn't be able to tell at all. He hadn't expected Xu Jingtian to have noticed him beforehand, which was really disappointing.

Xu Jingtian did not answer him, but a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Why are you so happy today? Is there some good news?" Dongfang Sixing asked Xu Jingtian with some surprise. He had been visiting Xu Jingtian frequently recently to ask him about his cultivation problems.

"Hehe, have you forgotten what day it is today?" Xu Jingtian remained silent, a mysterious smile playing on his lips. Through months of tireless effort, his cultivation had firmly established itself at the sixth level of Qi Refining, displaying the demeanor of a true master.

According to Dongfang Sixing, Xu Jingtian seemed completely different from before, both in appearance and demeanor.

Of course, Xu Jingtian himself couldn't feel it. The only change he could sense was that his spiritual senses were more acute and his state of mind was more peaceful.

Xu Jingtian stood up, stretched, and then casually uttered three words: "Feiye Gorge!"

Dongfang Sixing suddenly realized that the decisive battle at Feiye Gorge, which Xu Jingtian and Qu Feixiong had set for, was today. Three months later, this day had finally arrived.

"You stay here, I'll be right back!" Xu Jingtian gave him a mysterious smile, pushed open the door, and walked out.

"Are you really going?" Dongfang Sixing was still a little worried.

"Of course, is Qu Feixiong even more terrifying than that old thief Cen Yang?" Xu Jingtian retorted, then strode off without looking back towards Feiye Gorge.

Three months ago, he would have needed to prepare for this matter carefully, but now, with his increased strength, Qu Feixiong is nothing to him.

He went there simply to keep his appointment to kill someone he hated.

"What should I do? Go or not?" Dongfang Sixing hesitated, still struggling with his internal conflict.

If Xu Jingtian were to unleash his full power and kill Qu Feixiong, everything would be fine. However, if Xu Jingtian were to be defeated by Qu Feixiong and killed by him, wouldn't it be extremely dangerous for him to stay by Xu Jingtian's side? His days in the Brahma Sect would not be easy in the future.