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On Yanxia Peak, the thunderclouds rolled ominously. Countless bolts of lightning roared down. Li Wanqing stood bathed in the electric storm, her expression resolute.
"Senior Brother, is there a chance that Junior Sister will be in danger?" Li Tuxiu's round face was filled with concern. He had just entered Core Formation himself and naturally understood the peril of the thunder tribulation.
"Junior Sister has now attained Dual Spiritual Roots, and she has worked diligently on her cultivation with a solid foundation. She should have no problem overcoming the thunder tribulation," replied Senior Brother Tang Yu, who was now in the late stage of Core Formation and just a step away from Yuan Ying. He also planned to enter Closed Door Meditation soon to seek a breakthrough.
"Do you think that person will come?" another disciple leaned in and whispered.
The expressions of the two conversing changed at once. They knew full well that the person referred to was Chang Qing. However, now that she had reached Yuan Ying and was discussing profound truths with the peak masters and Ancestors, how could she possibly come to witness a Core Formation tribulation?
"Go on, go on, focus on watching the tribulation and don’t cause trouble," Li Tuxiu said irritably as he shooed the disciple away.
At this moment, the thunder tribulation had reached its later stages. Li Wanqing understood that this was the final wave of lightning. If she succeeded, great things awaited her; if she failed, it would mean death.
She gazed into the distance and saw the concerned eyes of her Senior Brother and Sixth Senior Brother, warmth flooding her heart. Yet, she quickly averted her gaze, feeling a twinge of disappointment. "What am I expecting? She is already in the Late Stage of Yuan Ying..."
Lost in thought, countless bolts of lightning suddenly descended upon her. Li Wanqing hurriedly summoned her magical artifact, but it was already too late!
"Junior Sister!" Li Tuxiu exclaimed in alarm. He wanted to rush forward to help but was held back by Tang Yu.
"You know that she must face the tribulation alone? If you go over there, you won't be able to help her; you'll only endanger yourself," Tang Yu said sternly.
"But... but..." His words caught in his throat as he realized that the lightning did not strike Li Wanqing; instead, it seemed to be halted by a layer of clouds, suspended in mid-air.
"This..." Everyone was astonished as they witnessed this unprecedented phenomenon. Li Wanqing herself was equally shocked but did not pause her movements; intricate hand seals flowed from her fingers as radiant light formed above her head.
Suddenly, with a roar, the lightning seemed to find its target again and poured down violently onto the layers of radiance above her. The light did not hold for long before being shattered. With a tremendous crash, dust billowed up from the mountaintop.
"It worked!" Tang Yu's face broke into a joyful expression.
“What... was that a hit? How did it still work?” A young disciple nearby couldn't help but ask.
“You wouldn’t understand,” Li Tuxiu replied, his expression relaxing as he began to chat. “The final wave of the tribulation must be endured with the body. It’s about cleansing the marrow to advance. But cultivators are still flesh and blood, so they need to weaken first before facing the lightning. Junior Sister’s technique has matured, allowing her to withstand a significant portion of the tribulation energy; she’ll only suffer some injuries at most.”
As soon as he finished speaking, the thunderclouds above had already dispersed. A rain filled with spiritual energy began to fall from the sky, nourishing all things in the world.
Li Wanqing emerged from a cloud of dust, and as the spiritual rain fell upon her, it instantly healed all her wounds.
“Congratulations, Junior Sister.”
“Congratulations, Senior Sister.”
Everyone stepped forward to offer their congratulations. She thanked them one by one, but her gaze occasionally drifted toward a distant mountain peak. She vaguely remembered seeing a white figure on the far mountain just as the final wave of tribulation struck; then, the lightning seemed to lose its target and halted in mid-air.
“Brother Chang Qing, is that you?” she silently wondered.
...
“Host, why don’t you go meet them?” As soon as he returned to the cave, the system couldn’t help but ask.
“What difference does it make whether I meet them or not?” Chang Qing didn’t want to take responsibility for someone else’s life.
System: ... Host, you’re really no fun!
On the day of the Ceremony of Infant Formation, Xianxia Sect was adorned with lanterns and decorations, filled with joy. The Sect Grand Hall was bustling with voices.
All disciples of Xianxia Sect were present except those on missions. Young disciples helped welcome guests and attend to them, while older disciples, peak masters, and elders brought gifts to offer their congratulations. One by one, people from other sects began to arrive.
"Wanfo Sect sends two Supreme Detox Pearls."
"Baihua Valley presents a bottle of Crimson Blood Pill."
"Holy Fire Hall offers a Supreme Longsword."
The Ceremonial Disciple elongated his voice as he announced the sects and their congratulatory gifts. master Gu exchanged pleasantries with each visitor, who were soon guided to their seats by the young disciples.
The Ceremony of Infant Formation had many processes, and Chang Qing was not required to participate in the early stages. After noon, it finally reached the segment where the main speaker would deliver his teachings.
"Now, let us welcome Changqing Zhenjun to give his lecture!" As the Ceremonial Disciple's voice fell, Chang Qing's figure appeared on stage without warning, and the pressure of a Late Stage Yuanying instantly enveloped the entire hall.
"Is this the Shrinking Earth Technique?" The Master Qing Ku from Wanfo Sect looked utterly shocked.
"The Shrinking Earth Technique is a spatial movement spell that only Transformation Stage Cultivators can use; a Yuan Ying Cultivator should not be able to withstand the turbulence of space," someone expressed doubt.
"This must be a weakened version of the Shrinking Earth Technique. A Transformation Stage Cultivator's version does not release spiritual pressure upon arrival, but just now, Changqing Zhenjun's appearance was accompanied by immense pressure. It seems he used some special method to resist the spatial turbulence," explained the Baihua Valley Master beside them. Baihua Valley had a long history with traversal spells, and her explanation convinced everyone present.
Chang Qing observed the situation below. This was also his first time seeing the main figures from various sects in this realm. Most of the guests were cultivators above Yuan Ying, but there were also many elite disciples from different sects.
He spotted Master Gong from Wanxiang Sect as well as both male and female leads among the crowd, but he did not pay them much mind.
The hall fell silent; it was rare for Zhen Jun to give a lecture, especially since this was a once-in-a-century opportunity for a genius cultivator to Hua Shen! Everyone perked up their ears, afraid to miss a single word.
Chang Qing's lecture was not filled with esoteric doctrines; instead, he shared his experiences starting from Foundation Establishment in an engaging manner. The content was profound yet accessible, allowing even Foundation Establishment Practitioners to grasp parts of it. Many attendees took out jade slips and Liuying Stones to record his words.
After the sermon concluded, Chang Qing spent another half hour answering questions before finally rising to leave. He had no intention of participating in the subsequent disciple competitions.
Gong Xue'er watched Chang Qing on stage, feeling as if he belonged to another world. As a somewhat renowned genius in the realm of cultivation herself, she had always been indifferent to the label of "genius." Whenever she heard others speak of Chang Qing as the foremost talent of his generation, she would scoff, believing he was merely someone with decent aptitude and good resources, unlike Xiao Han, who, despite his ordinary talent, worked tirelessly and inspired her more.
Now, both she and Xiao Han found themselves nearly two realms behind Chang Qing in cultivation. After listening to his sermon, she felt an overwhelming sense of defeat wash over her. Glancing at Xiao Han beside her, whose face was contorted with a fierce expression and emanating a chilling aura, she instinctively shifted her seat away from him.
"Haha, it seems the relationship between the main characters isn't as solid as one might think," the system chuckled as it relayed its observations to Chang Qing.
Could it be that my lack of involvement as a side character has diminished their relationship's chemistry? Or perhaps the failure in that competition has left the male lead solely focused on cultivation, with no time for romantic pursuits? Or maybe the exposure of their relationship and the elders' opposition from Wanxiang Sect have had a negative impact?
Chang Qing pondered that perhaps all these factors played a role. However, what truly concerned him at this moment was that during the sermon, he had sensed a faint trace of Demonic Qi emanating from Xiao Han.
This Demonic Qi was extremely subtle; it didn’t seem like it had been deliberately sealed away but rather appeared to be dormant. If it weren't for Chang Qing's profound cultivation and his Great Demon soul being far beyond ordinary beings, he would never have detected this trace of Demonic Qi.
Could Xiao Han be connected to the Demonic Sect? Did the Demonic Sect's attack on Xianxia Sect have anything to do with him? He quickly dismissed this thought. Xiao Han seemed unaware of his own Demonic Qi at this moment. Moreover, in the storyline, Xiao Han actively participated in the Great War of Righteousness and Evil and eventually became the leader of Wanxiang Sect.
"Have you noticed any connections between people from the Demonic Sect and Xiao Han?" Chang Qing asked the system.
"Demonic Sect? No, ever since he lost to you, the male lead has been training like crazy every day," the system replied, somewhat puzzled.
"I sensed a trace of Demonic Qi on him, but according to you, he should be unaware of it," Chang Qing casually explained.
"Demonic Qi?" The system sounded incredulous. "I'll go check again." It vanished from its spot in a flash.
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