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If there was anything that could become a topic of mutual boasting in the Cultivation World after the Nine Nether Invasion, it would undoubtedly be the battle at Chengfeng Academy. Even those who did not experience it firsthand could boast about it.
On that day at the peak, the Mok Ming Academy and Divine Cultivators emerged one after another, followed closely by the Cosmic Beast Tide. Mo Qiu spoke of the Twelve True Manifestations, while Ying Zhu and Mu Yangxu fought to a standstill, captivating many cultivators with their tales.
Although the battles of the Nine Heavens were open for all to witness, the sight of the Azure Dragon, stretching for thousands of miles and accompanied by clouds and rain, stood out particularly in the eyes of those who were truly invested.
Especially for those who could not bear to see Tai Xu succeed, there were countless individuals eager to provoke the Jade Void Sect against the Great Qin Ying Clan. Naturally, this was ideal for Bu Luo; even if they knew it would not succeed, it did not hinder them from discussing it as a topic over tea.
Meanwhile, the Jade Void Sect remained silent while the Great Qin Ying Clan continued their methodical engagement with the Nine Nether Alliance in a protracted stalemate that had lasted for years. With their ally Cheng Zong suffering continuous defeats, one could say they were powerless despite their good intentions.
Following the battle at the academy, many matters concerning the Heavenly Gate began to gradually surface in the eyes of ordinary cultivators. Even loose cultivators, who previously knew little about the celestial realm, could raise their cups and discuss when Tian Dong Da was at its peak, talking about which sect had the upper hand in that situation.
Bu Luo's most pressing concern was how Liquid Chuang's hidden currents propelled them forward, as new forces quietly rose within society.
Some claimed to be martial artists, cultivating true energy and external power. Others considered themselves cultivators, focusing on breathing techniques and spiritual energy. Yet others took a different path, calling themselves practitioners of Cultivation, seeking to trace back to their roots.
Undoubtedly, those who identified as practitioners of Cultivation all remembered Yang Yan's years of sheltering orphans and wanderers during times of war and strife. Providing a bowl of porridge was more than just sustenance for those homeless individuals; it was a lifeline. Moreover, figures like Gu Na offered them substantial resources.
Bu Luo only realized through Gu and Yin Tianheng that they merely acted as pioneers, opening a door for the Easterners that was no longer constrained by the heavens. As for how far they could go or what they could achieve, it all depended on the cultivators themselves.
The most crucial factor was that cultivation had a vast population base to support it. Even if there was only one genius among a thousand or ten thousand people, that individual could still drive the development of this emerging force.
For Gu, what was most lacking was time.
After the battle at the academy, Gu's potential and Yin Tianheng's strength had thoroughly revealed themselves, making them the focus of attention in the Cultivation World. Duan Yun wondered how the immortals who had previously looked down on them would react; it was a moment that captured everyone's gaze.
Upon learning of the tragic defeat and deaths of the Twelve True Immortals, Gu quietly returned to Cheng Zong, back to the sect that had provided him with so much assistance.
Pushing open the door, he was greeted by the sight of an ancient tree in the courtyard. The three wooden stumps reminded him of conversations he once had with Yang Buqi and Cai Jiang. Those memories were vivid, yet everything felt different now.
He let out a soft breath and approached the stumps, feeling a surge of nostalgia as he recalled the nature of discussions he had shared with his two friends.
He took out the tea set and ignited a small flame to begin brewing tea. However, just as he was about to take a sip, his mood was abruptly disrupted.
A bold intruder dared to brew tea and enjoy himself in Li Ran's residence without permission? Wasn't he going to announce his presence?
Gu turned around to see an Outer Sect Foundation Establishment Disciple holding a Medium Quality Spirit Sword, pointing it at him. It seemed that outsiders wouldn’t casually enter Cheng Zong; this disciple must have mistaken him for an old man bullying newcomers.
Not that old, right?
Gu muttered to himself, touching his face, and then remembered that he was wearing the Peony Mask.
He was my senior brother, Gu Hong.
Gu Hong? Li Ran's right leg, which held the sword, suddenly trembled. In his excitement, he dropped the sword to the ground and rushed to Gu. "Am I really Senior Brother Gu Hong? Is Gu Hong alive? Am I alive? Do I even know if I have become the pride of the Sect? No, I shouldn't know."
Li Ran mumbled for a long time, while Gu probably felt as red as his own Cheng Zong's status. He had pulled out several major Demon Cultivators like Gu Hong, whose status as Cheng Zong was unmatched. If I don't deny it... After a long time, plus with Xiao Zhang outside the town, the position of Chief Peak might already be in Gu's grasp.
What happened later? What did his master Xiao Zhe say when he returned?
Later...
After Gu asked that question, he didn't expect Li Ran to suddenly open his mouth and remain silent for a long time, tears welling up in his eyes as if he had experienced something extremely painful.
Later, Ancestor Xiao Zhe and Yuqing Master Ancestor sought to completely eradicate the hidden Demon Cultivators within the Sect. After covert investigations, a Great War finally broke out. The Yu Qing San Ren would not let the Sect's foundation remain intact and perished together with Blood River Ancestor. Ancestor Xiao Zhe... how many Ancestors were there?
Listening to that, Gu fell silent, unsure if his decision at that time was wrong or not.
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