Shen Qingyun gritted his teeth, blood seeping from his gums.
"Disciple... can endure! That little beast Gu Sheng... ah!"
With a tragic scream, the flesh at his broken right arm writhed, revealing white bones.
The grey-robed elder snorted coldly.
"Is it worth harboring such hatred for a mere disciple of a second-class sect?"
Hatred in Shen Qingyun’s eyes nearly materialized.
"He... he has ties to Linyin Pavilion... and relationships with the Central State Sacred Land... ah! Master... the disciple feels aggrieved!"
"Calm down!"
The elder shouted sternly, striking Shen Qingyun’s Heavenly Spirit cover with a palm.
"Activate ’Blood Prison Demon Technique’, use this pain to break through the bottleneck!"
Three days later, the Bronze Hall doors opened.
Shen Qingyun stepped out, his right arm fully restored, his aura stronger than before.
"Congratulations Senior Brother Shen on breaking through to the Fourth Level of the Heavenly Martial Realm!"
Several disciples waiting outside hurriedly paid their respects.
Shen Qingyun’s lips curled into a slight smile.
"Is there any news of that Gu Sheng?"
A disciple respectfully replied.
"The scouts reported that Gu Sheng has not emerged from the Secret Realm, the Emperor Sect has sent people to investigate."
"Oh?"
A gleam flashed in Shen Qingyun’s eyes.
"Continue monitoring. Also, investigate all of Gu Sheng’s external relationships."
A day later, the disciple hastily reported.
"Senior Brother, it was discovered that Gu Sheng has a wager with the Xuanxu Sect, a battle in three months to decide the ownership of a spiritual ore!"
Shen Qingyun paused his action of wiping a blood-colored longsword upon hearing this.
"Xuanxu Sect? The sect that has always wanted to replace the Emperor Sect?"
"Exactly! It’s said that the Sect Leader of Xuanxu Sect has always been dissatisfied with the Emperor Sect’s return to second-class..."
Shen Qingyun suddenly laughed.
"Heaven aids me!"
He stood up.
"Prepare the carriage, I’m going to visit the Xuanxu Sect!"
An hour later, in front of the Xuanxu Sect’s mountain gate.
Master Zhao Wuji led all high-level members to greet, quickly stepping forward to pay respects upon seeing Shen Qingyun’s arrival.
"I didn’t know Mr. Shen was visiting, my apologies for not welcoming you from afar!"
Shen Qingyun arrogantly waved his hand.
"Master Zhao is too polite. I’ve come to discuss some business with your sect."
Insight flashed in Zhao Wuji’s eyes as he bent his waist lower.
"Please, Mr. Shen! Our Xuanxu Sect has prepared top-grade Spiritual Tea!"
The night was as dark as ink, yet phenomena unfolded above the Xuanxu Sect.
Thirty beams of golden light soared into the sky, weaving into a brilliant star map. Disciples stepped out of their chambers, looking up at the sky, their faces filled with shock.
"Collective breakthrough from the Peak of the Yellow Martial Realm to the Xuanwu Realm! How... how can this be possible?"
An elder’s beard trembled, almost dropping the horsetail whisk from his hand.
The most astonishing part was yet to come.
In the Martial Arts Arena, the spiritual energy around over ten low-level Xuanwu Realm disciples surged, their cultivation visibly rising.
The two True Disciples, clad in purple-gold robes, were the most dazzling, sitting in the center of the Tai Chi Pattern, their aura soared from the Seventh Level of the Xuanwu Realm all the way to the Peak!
"Heaven bless our Xuanxu Sect!"
The Great Elder wept with excitement, yet Master Zhao Wuji stood on the Observatory Platform with a somber face.
Nearby sects lit warnings, several Divine Senses swept over the Xuanxu Mountain Range. The Sect Master of the Purple Sun Sect directly sent a voice transmission inquiry.
"Master Zhao, did your sect acquire a millennia Spirit Vein?"
Zhao Wuji sneered, with a wave of his sleeve, the Mountain Protection Array fully opened, isolating all prying.
He turned and walked towards the forbidden area of the rear mountains where a shadow had been waiting for a long time.
"Mr. Shen has quite the hand."
Zhao Wuji stared at the figure in the shadows, his voice tight.
"Thirty Breaking Realm Pills, twelve Xuanwu Spirit Ascending Powders, and two... presumably the legendary Earth Vein Condensing Essence Pills?"
A light laugh came from the shadow, Shen Qingyun stepped out, clad in white, his jade pendant emitting a ghostly blue light.
"Master Zhao’s eyesight is impressive. However..."
He flicked his fingers, enveloping the surroundings in a restriction.
"These are but appetizers."
Zhao Wuji’s pupils shrank sharply. These pills, outside the world, were enough to spark sect battles, yet were spoken of so lightly.
"My requirements are simple."
Shen Qingyun toyed with the Jade Pendant.
"Three months later, Gu Sheng’s head."
"Rest assured, Mr. Shen!"
Zhao Wuji knelt on one knee, swearing to the sky.
"Even if Gu Sheng gains great fortunes in the Secret Realm, at most he will reach the Xuanwu Realm. I will personally ensure he..."


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