My Demonic Cult's Holy Maiden

The two Dao Integration Masters escaped with the remaining Qi Condensation Masters, who were severely injured!

If I hadn't intervened, the coach might have been in real danger!

Two fists can't beat four hands; even a coach is only human, and humans have their limits.

Taoism currently only has one Grand Master, the Headmaster. If the Headmaster were to pass away, it would undoubtedly be a huge blow to Taoism.

Taoist disciples are quite talented and can break through to become grandmasters. While talent is required, it is more about character and willpower.

Su Yue could recite the names of all the grandmasters across the entire continent.

Although she might not have met them before, Su Yue knew their names and the factions they belonged to very well.

The circle of grandmasters is just that small!

The head coach wants Qi Yu to take over his position, which is actually putting pressure on Qi Yu and wanting him to grow faster.

Tianya Haige and Ziqige have long disliked Taoism, and this incident is a signal of that.

The evil sects fight and kill each other, but isn't the righteous sect also like that?

However, compared to the demonic sect's open and honest fighting, the righteous path's actions are much more shady and hypocritical.

The more a towering tree yearns for the sunlight, the deeper its roots will extend downwards, into the soil, and into the deeper darkness!

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Chapter 152 Forcing a Duck onto a Shelf

Qi Yu originally planned to go to the capital to seek help from the sect leader, but before he could even set off, he canceled his trip and decided not to go.

Because the head of the sect came in person, having traveled all the way from the capital!

Only then did Qi Yu gain a certain understanding of the speed of a Grandmaster.

From the capital city to Jiangzhou city, and then to Jiangting village, it must be at least three thousand kilometers!

The leader was still issuing a statement in the capital in the morning, and by the afternoon he had arrived at Jiangting Village, all within three hours.

Three thousand kilometers in three hours, one hour is one thousand kilometers, which is five hundred kilometers per hour!

It's even faster than the high-speed rail!

This is still a conservative pace!

No wonder people say that after becoming a Grandmaster, one is no longer human, but a different kind of being; it seems that they are really right.

Qi Yu was very weak, so he sat under the eaves, watching the wind and snow. The instructor was right next to Qi Yu, and neither of them spoke, just staring blankly at the wind and snow.

After an unknown amount of time, Qi Yu struggled to his feet, then knelt before the leader and said, "Teacher, please retract your decision. I am truly unsuitable to be the leader!"

The leader squatted down, helped Qi Yu up, and said with a smile, "Whether it's suitable or not, we'll only know after trying. I haven't taken on any disciples, you're my only disciple. If I don't teach you, wouldn't the position of leader be vacant!"

Qi Yu looked puzzled and asked, "Aren't there other Taoist disciples? Even if I don't succeed to the position, Master can pass the leadership to other senior brothers and sisters!"

The leader shook his head and said, "Before you appeared, that was indeed what I thought. But the problem is, now that you've appeared, how can I let you leave?"

As he spoke, the coach's lips curled up slightly, his eyes narrowed, and he revealed a sly smile.

Qi Yu finally understood. The teacher had made it clear; if he still didn't understand, he would be a fool.

The head coach is plotting against himself!

"I understand your thoughts, teacher, but why pass the position to me so quickly?" Qi Yu asked.

The leader looked at the horizon, his smile gradually fading, and his eyes becoming deep and unfathomable.

"I fought with other grandmasters a few days ago and vaguely touched the edge of the Spirit Gathering stage, so I plan to go into seclusion for cultivation!"

"Therefore, before I go into seclusion, I must manage Taoism well and confirm the next leader!"

Qi Yu's mouth opened slightly as he touched the Gathering Spirit?

Gathering Spirit is already at the Quasi-Saint level!

There are currently no beings at the Quasi-Saint level on the mainland; at most, there are those at the Dao Integration Peak, like the sect leader.

The leader's attempt to break through to the level of a sub-saint was undoubtedly fraught with peril, a fact he himself knew, which is why he passed the leadership on to himself.

"Teacher, is it really necessary to go into seclusion? Aren't you already very strong? Can you please not go into seclusion?" Qi Yu's tone was low, with a hint of pleading.

If the leader doesn't go into seclusion to try and become a sub-saint, he can live for another twenty or thirty years without any problem, but if he fails, he will die and his cultivation will be destroyed.

To be honest, Qi Yu genuinely respected and loved the head coach, and he didn't want the head coach to take any risks.

The leader looked at Qi Yu's head, which was raised, and felt a warmth in his heart. He had no children and had dedicated his life to Taoism.

He has never regretted it, but sometimes he thinks that it would be nice to have children.

Qi Yu was clearly worried that he would die in seclusion, so he was begging himself not to go into seclusion!

His concern was genuine and heartfelt, without any scheming or pretense, and had nothing to do with status or position.

Qi Yu simply didn't want to take any risks!

The instructor sat cross-legged next to Qi Yu, then reached out into the wind and snow and caught a drifting snowflake.

The snowflakes in my palm quickly melted into water droplets.

"The life of this snowflake is simple and short. It is born in the sky and dies on the ground. It is very simple and unadorned. It is just one of many snowflakes, but it uses its short life to bring a touch of color and cold to this winter."

Even if it disappears, it did exist, and its existence is meaningful.

"Therefore, I also want to find the meaning of my existence!"

The coach looked at the snowflakes with a calm and amiable expression.

Although the instructor's words were rambling and incoherent, Qi Yu could vaguely understand what he was saying.

After the ancient era of saints, no saints appeared on the continent, but there were many near-saints.

However, as time went by, the Second Saint gradually disappeared, and now only the Dao-Harmonizing One remains.

It is not hard to see from this that martial artists are declining. Does that mean that in a few hundred years, there will be no martial artists who have reached the Dao?

The first thing the church leader wanted to do was to see the truth; he wanted to see the world of the Second Saint.

Taoism cultivates the mind, so one does everything according to one's heart, thus achieving 'non-action'.

"I understand what you mean, teacher, but I'm still only a first-rank martial artist, and I'm currently poisoned. I might die soon. Teacher, even if you give me the position of head instructor, I'm not qualified!"

The leader looked at Qi Yu, then smiled gently and said, "Isn't there still three months? Three months is enough for you to advance to Grandmaster!"

Upon hearing this, Qi Yu was at a loss for words.

Three more months?

Does this mean he wants to become a grandmaster within three months?

"As for your poison, it's not really poison! It's a very rare elixir that can accelerate the condensation of the vortex, but the process is quite painful."

"If you can withstand it, you can become a grandmaster. If you can't, you won't die; at most, you'll just suffer some physical damage!"

Judging from the leader's tone, he doesn't seem too worried about the poison!

Moreover, what he said chilled Qi Yu to the bone.

The leader's method of detoxification was simply to tough it out!

"Teacher, is there any way to detoxify immediately?" Qi Yu asked.

The instructor nodded in affirmation, and Qi Yu was overjoyed. He looked up and listened attentively, but the instructor's words made Qi Yu's heart sink completely.

"The red rat plague and the fire bat poison are both targeted at martial artists. Since you have dispersed your true energy, these poisons are naturally harmless to you."

Dispersing one's true energy is tantamount to crippling one's martial arts skills.

Having endured so much hardship to reach the level of a half-step grandmaster, wouldn't it be foolish to cripple one's martial arts?

Moreover, once you abandon your martial arts skills, the damage to your meridians and dantian is irreversible, meaning that once you've lost your skills, you can never become a martial artist again.

Looking at Qi Yu's eyes, the coach's smile deepened.

"If you want to suffer less, you can only speed up your journey to becoming a Grandmaster, because the mixture of fire bat poison and red rat plague is ineffective against Grandmasters."

Qi Yu was speechless, then looked at the instructor's slightly upturned lips and remained silent.

They were definitely plotting against me!

So that's where the pit was!

Once you become a Grandmaster and take over as the leader, you will be able to cure the poison!

Unless one becomes a grandmaster, this poison will continue to torment him, devouring his true energy and physical strength every day.

Of course, once you become a grandmaster, you can quit and let whoever wants to be the head instructor take over.

But the leader was certain of his principles, convinced that he could not be ungrateful and simply walk away.

Suddenly, Qi Yu had a bold idea.

Now that the head coach has been handed over to me, it's my freedom to pass the leadership on to whomever I choose!

He took over as head of the church one day and announced his resignation the next; after all, there is no fixed term of office in this world.

The instructor had been watching Qi Yu's facial expressions closely and vaguely understood what Qi Yu was thinking. He smiled.

Even though he knew what Qi Yu was thinking, he didn't expose it or say it out loud!

As long as Qi Yu is willing to take over as head coach, everything else is negotiable!

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Chapter 153 Special Training

The leader did not return to the capital, but stayed in Jiangting Village, where he began his cultivation with Qi Yu.

The leader's training was much more brutal; Qi Yu realized for the first time how robust his body was.

I jumped from the hundred-meter-high waterfall into the pool and was fine. The powerful water flow, like a giant dragon, pounded on my body, and I only felt a tingling sensation, nothing special.

However, the real test of tempering one's will under a waterfall in the dead of winter is not the impact of the water, but the omnipresent cold!

The toxin in Qi Yu's body is a type of fire poison. Originally, Qi Yu's Azure Nether True Qi was just right to counteract it, but because he was poisoned by a toxin that paralyzed his senses, Qi Yu's perception of true qi was blocked, and he was unable to mobilize his true qi.