Mortal: Copying the entry, reborn as Linghu Patriarch

Huangfeng Valley Kung Fu Pavilion.

Bookshelves stood tall, reaching all the way to the ceiling, with jade slips neatly stacked, gleaming with a faint spiritual light.

In a corner, a deacon disciple dressed in a gray robe sat cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed.

A faint flow of spiritual energy circulated around him as he made hand seals with his fingertips, his expression focused.

Liu Feng is 90 years old this year and is in the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment.

At this rate of cultivation, there's no hope of forming the Core, so I had no choice but to become a steward guarding the cultivation technique pavilion.

Even as a disciple in charge of affairs, he never relinquished his obsession with cultivation.

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was inside the pavilion.

Stealing a moment of free time, I seize every opportunity to cultivate myself.

The meditation hall was quiet.

Unaware that Liu Feng was not aware, a figure silently appeared atop the ten-meter-high bookshelf behind him.

Linghu Qing didn't need to deliberately conceal his aura; given the huge difference in cultivation levels, even a Foundation Establishment Great Perfection cultivator would find it difficult to detect him.

He lightly probed with his fingertips and precisely removed a yellowish jade slip.

"The Dazzling Light"

With a flash, without pausing, he instantly disappeared from the cultivation technique pavilion.

Liu Feng was still circulating his energy with his eyes closed, his brows sometimes furrowing and sometimes relaxing, unaware of anything unusual.

in the valley.

Linghu Qing stood suspended in mid-air, his fingertips pinching the jade slip.

As his divine sense swept over it, the cultivation method, which shone with divine light, clearly emerged.

Those who glare are using their spirit to control their energy, and their energy to condense light...

The refining method is divided into three levels:

The first level, [Discerning Yin], once mastered, allows the eyes to see through invisibility and illusion, identify the traces of Yin spirits, and not fear the intrusion of low-level Yin evil.

The second layer, [Condensed Light], can condense divine light; touching it will dissolve evil spirits, and ordinary ghosts and demons will be destroyed upon contact.

The third level, [Chihun], is a mastery of divine light. It allows one to integrate divine consciousness into the divine light. Wherever the divine thought goes and the divine light reaches, the evil spirits will be scattered and their souls will be destroyed.

Linghu Qing held the yellowed jade slip containing the "Chimu Shenguang" manual, repeatedly scanning its contents with his divine sense. He could not hide the surprise and satisfaction in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.

"Excellent! What a dazzling divine light! It can even merge with divine consciousness; truly, heaven is helping me!"

He sighed softly, his tone full of satisfaction and certainty.

The Lin family member in the Affairs Hall who has reached the Foundation Establishment stage still possesses the "Great Evolution Technique," a divine cultivation technique for spiritual awareness.

He had long considered it his for the taking.

We will practice both techniques together at that time.

The Great Evolution Technique strengthens the divine consciousness, while the Divine Light of the Roaring Eyes subdues evil spirits.

Where divine thought reaches, divine light shines!

Isn't it happy!

In the past, although he was in the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, he lacked top-tier offensive abilities and could only rely on ancient treasures to fight against cultivators of the same level.

"Now that I have this dazzling divine light, few of the six sects of the demonic path can be my match, especially the Ghost Spirit Sect and the Thousand Illusions Sect, which are the most easily countered by me."

"We need to find an opportunity to ambush them."

Linghu Qing rubbed his fingertips together, secretly calculating in his mind.

He didn't rush into cultivation.

Cultivating supernatural powers is extremely time-consuming, taking anywhere from a few months to several decades.

Even with the Eye of the Heavenly Demon to speed things up, it would still take him quite a while.

Perhaps we should first collect all the entries in the valley and see which ones are worth copying.

"It's not too late to go into seclusion and cultivate after everything is ready."

Linghu Qing murmured, raising his eyes to gaze at the distant mountains.

Huangfeng Valley stretches for dozens of miles.

The place where he lived was called Lingxi Valley, which was far away from the mountain peaks where the Qi Refining disciples lived.

However, a Nascent Soul cultivator can reach that location with a single teleportation.

Take a step.

He suddenly thought of something and stopped.

"That kid Wang Tong probably doesn't know where Lingxi Valley is, right? I told him the name before, but I forgot to tell him the address."

"Never mind, I've already copied the entries anyway."

Linghu Chong shook his head, and with a flash, he disappeared.

Yellow Maple Valley.

Standing beside the clouds, looking down.

As Linghu Qing looked around, faint words floated above the heads of each disciple.

The entries on his panel can only be copied, not deleted; the eleven slots require extreme caution.

Better to have none than something of poor quality.

"Anything below the purple level will not be selected."

Linghu Qing was certain in his heart, but a hint of criticism flashed in his eyes.

He looked towards the sect with anticipation, but what he saw was gray, white, green, green, green, white...

There are a few blue ones.

There wasn't a single purple entry.

I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Also.

Talented disciples are surely all diligently cultivating in their caves at this moment.

Who would waste their cultivation time playing around outside all day?

Linghu Qing's robes fluttered in the wind, and the expectation in his eyes calmed down a bit, as he thought to himself.

I think of Wang Tong, and I think of Han Li.

A young but composed individual, diligently honing the Mysterious Yin Eye;

A person of mediocre talent, yet he toiled day after day without ever slacking off.

I think of him again.

He broke through to the Nascent Soul stage step by step, and then broke through to the mid-Nascent Soul stage step by step.

The path of cultivation was incredibly solid.

This is what a cultivator should look like.

Those talented disciples are already recorded in the sect's register, so why bother searching for them one by one?

Just send a direct order for them to come to Lingxi Valley.

Even if some geniuses are overlooked, they can be observed at any time, since they can't leave once they've entered the sect.

Linghu Qing stretched out his hand, and a white light flashed from the storage bag at his waist. Instantly, a blue token with ink-wash patterns appeared in his hand.

"Proceed to the main hall of Lingxi Valley immediately!"

A majestic voice was infused into the token.

One command after another was transmitted down the token, reaching the Core Formation cultivators on each peak.

Below, in a secluded cave.

An old man leaned against the bed, his hair and beard all white, his expression languid.

Without realizing it, he looked up at the roof, a deep look flashing in his eyes.

It was as if one could see through layers of stone walls and clearly see the young figure in the sky.

"Linghu Qing? How did he regain his youth?"

The old man was puzzled and rolled over.

"Forget it, what does it have to do with me?"

As he turned over, another pale eyebrow fell out.

It landed on the cool mat.

He was a peak early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

Linghu Qing was merely an ant who had just broken through to the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm, and there was absolutely no way he could discover his true identity.

The thought flashed through his mind, and Xiang Zhili stopped thinking about it. He slowly closed his eyes and lay down on the bed to rest.

As for regaining youth, it's not exactly a groundbreaking feat for a Nascent Soul cultivator.

A specific technique can be achieved with just one pill.

"Hopefully, we can find that spatial node in the Crimson Forbidden Land six months from now."

Deep in Xiang Zhili's eyes, there was a hint of expectation.

"It's all done."

Linghu Qing put away the token, in a good mood; the slight upturn of his lips proved his good mood.

The order has been issued.

Talented disciples will arrive soon.

In this way, only Han Li and Xiang Zhili are missing.

These two individuals must possess purple or even gold inscriptions, yet I cannot command them to come.

Han Li was alright; he was just a Qi Refining stage disciple. I simply teleported over and copied him while he was cultivating, without anyone noticing.

A gesture of respect is appropriate...

Linghu Qing frowned slightly.

The other party appeared to be an ordinary Qi Refining stage disciple, but was actually a Nascent Soul stage cultivator hiding his identity.

He, a Nascent Soul Grandmaster, inexplicably approached a Qi Refining stage disciple, even deliberately getting within ten meters of him.

With Xiang Zhili's mindset, how could he not have doubts?

If suspicion is aroused and one's cheat codes are exposed, it would be counterproductive.

"This matter requires careful consideration."

"We must not alert the enemy."

Linghu Qing pondered for a moment and decided to put aside Xiang Zhili for the time being.

"First, copy Han Li's biography, then we'll make further plans."