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Feng Yi left, and many people witnessed it. About a month after his departure, two more Elite Disciples broke through to the Qi Refinement Stage and became Warrior Strongmen, one of whom was Cheng Batian.
“Ha ha, Ren Pingsheng, I have broken through to the Qi Refinement Stage! Now I am qualified to follow you, right!” Cheng Batian exclaimed with a beaming smile, clearly very happy.
“If you are willing, I would naturally welcome it. However, being a Warrior Strongman is just the beginning of the martial arts path; you still have a long way to go, so you must continue to work hard,” Ren Pingsheng replied with a light laugh.
“Don’t worry, this achievement will not satisfy me; I will not slack off. I hope you can break through soon as well, so I know I did not misjudge you.”
“Hehe, I believe we will meet again at the Great Chu Academy very soon.”
The two newly promoted Elite Disciples also left. Except for a few people like Ren Pingsheng, no one knew where they had gone.
During this month, Ren Pingsheng also opened his thirteenth Meridian, the Dai Mai. After opening it, he felt a wonderful sensation. The Spiritual Energy in his body seemed to circulate much faster; what used to take a long route now had many shortcuts. Moreover, the amount of Spiritual Energy in his body increased by one-fifth.
This made Ren Pingsheng finally realize that the Ancient Lan Divine Art was indeed not deceiving him. The effects after opening the Extraordinary Meridians were surprisingly good. He believed that if he opened all of them, having twice the amount of Spiritual Energy compared to other warriors of the same level would be entirely possible. This greatly motivated him in his usual cultivation.
Today, while searching for some materials in the Library, Ren Pingsheng unexpectedly ran into an acquaintance.
“Oh, it’s Brother Feng! I didn’t expect to meet you here; what a coincidence,” Ren Pingsheng greeted with a light smile.
“It’s Brother Ren Shixiong! How disrespectful of me; I didn’t expect that after our last parting, you would leap over the dragon gate and achieve such great success,” Feng Qingguan said with some admiration. This person was indeed Feng Qingguan, who had helped him out when he was still an Outer Sect Disciple and faced trouble from Huang Feng.
“Brother Feng has also become an Elite Disciple. Looking at your cultivation level, it seems you won’t take long to reach the Perfected Qi Refinement Stage and attempt to break through.”
“Breaking through the Qi Refinement Stage is not that easy; let’s take it step by step!” Feng Qingguan understood this well and maintained a very good mindset, remaining calm and unhurried.
They chatted for a while before parting ways, each going about their own business.
"The person is quite nice, and has good talent; they could be someone worth befriending," Ren Pingsheng murmured to himself.
After saying this, he quietly flipped through the book in his hands. He was actually looking for the so-called Heavenly Burial Valley, which was the location of the subsequent techniques of the Ancient Lan Divine Art. Whenever he finished his cultivation and had nothing to do, he would come to the Library to browse around, hoping to find some clues. Unfortunately, he had made no progress until now.
"Tomorrow I'll go see that Little One; I haven't visited her in a while. I wonder how she's doing," Ren Pingsheng suddenly said with a hint of nostalgia. For the past month, he had been focused on cultivating in the Gathering Spirit Array or researching materials in the Library, and he hadn't actually been to Back Mountain.
Early the next morning, he got up early and walked slowly towards Back Mountain through the morning mist and fallen leaves covering the stone steps.
Looking at the familiar Little Mountain Valley, he felt a bit emotional; it had been half a year since he last came here. Time really flies; it felt like he had just stepped out for a moment and then disappeared.
"Little One, I've brought you some treats!" Ren Pingsheng called out happily as soon as he entered the valley. He looked towards Little River but did not see her figure.
"This Little One, has she learned to sleep in lately?" he muttered lightly, feeling playful as he tiptoed towards the nearby Small Cave.
"Little One, it's time to get up..." Ren Pingsheng suddenly shouted loudly at the small cave. But just as he was halfway through his sentence, he stopped abruptly.
"She's not here either; where could she have gone? It seems like this cave hasn't been lived in for a long time."
He glanced at the dusty Small Cave, his face filled with confusion. Suddenly, a bad premonition struck him—could something have happened? However, this Little Mountain Valley and its surroundings were so safe that as long as she didn't wander too far, it was unlikely she would encounter danger.
Ren Pingsheng immediately began to observe his surroundings carefully but found no clues at all. Everything indicated that no one or Beast had been here for quite some time.
"There's no one here either; where could she have gone?" He looked at the peak where he had previously had an adventure with Little White Fox and noticed the cave entrance still blocked by Azure Stone. For a moment, he felt lost and unsure of what to do.
"Little One, I'm back! Where are you?" Ren Pingsheng wandered around nearby, occasionally shouting out. Gradually, he moved further away. With his current cultivation level, those Fierce Beasts posed no threat to him at all.
"Damn it, something must have happened. I should have come earlier," he cursed with a hint of frustration. Night fell again, and the roar of the Fierce Beast occasionally echoed from afar. He sat quietly in the Little Mountain Valley, staring blankly into the distance.
The night was desolate like water, as if a thick ink had been spilled, and countless people had lost their way in this darkness.
He remembered how every time he returned, the Little White Fox would happily circle around him. He recalled her satisfied expression when she ate. He thought of how she would softly call out to bid him farewell whenever he left. He remembered her lazily lying beside him, bored while he practiced his swordsmanship.
A year had passed, from Registered Disciple to Elite Disciple. It turned out that most of it involved her and held memories about her. Unbeknownst to him, a bond had formed between this person and beast that was hard to articulate.
The next morning, there was no sunlight; thick clouds filled the sky. The weather in November had turned completely cold, leaving him unsure whether it would rain or snow!
The figure in the Little Mountain Valley remained still, just like last night. Fallen leaves drifted down and covered him. Suddenly, an inexplicable gust of wind stirred around him. The leaves danced lightly, like little fairies performing a graceful ballet. One leaf, two leaves, hundreds of them—so mesmerizing and breathtaking.
Gradually, all the swirling leaves began to change and slowly gathered together, forming a small fox. While it wasn't perfectly lifelike, it was still astonishing. It moved forward at times, retreated at others, rolled about, and let out soft calls.
With a loud bang, all the dancing leaves struck the rocks in the valley like sharp blades, leaving behind noticeable scars that crisscrossed the surface.
"The Wind Realm actually broke through under these circumstances. How interesting!" Ren Pingsheng opened his eyes and felt the Wind Realm had reached twenty percent. His expression was complex, with a sarcastic smile playing on his lips.
"Little Ones, as long as you are here, I will definitely find you," he murmured softly as his figure vanished into the air like the wind, leaving no trace behind.
Ren Pingsheng rarely showed himself anymore; he spent his days cultivating in the Gathering Spirit Array or occasionally appearing in the Library. Coupled with the busy schedule of an Elite Disciple, hardly anyone saw him.
After some time experimenting, he gained more understanding of the Gathering Spirit Array. Five mid-grade Spirit Stones could sustain its operation for a month. Five low-grade Spirit Stones could support it for five days. High-grade Spirit Stones were rare, so he hadn't tested their effectiveness.
Ren Pingsheng currently possessed over three thousand low-grade Spirit Stones and one hundred mid-grade Spirit Stones. Thus, he could continuously cultivate in the Gathering Spirit Array without any worries.
He also occasionally visited Little Mountain Valley in Back Mountain to practice Sword Technique or simply daydream for an entire day at a time.
In his leisure time, Ren Pingsheng reorganized many things he had obtained. He discovered that there were numerous items he had received earlier that he had not yet learned or utilized.
For example, the Advanced Swordsmanship and Rising Sun Sword Technique he received from Feng Yi had not been practiced. There were also some high-level martial arts techniques obtained from the Tiger Howl Sect and the First Elite Disciple of the Yunxing Sect. However, after careful consideration, he ultimately chose to learn the Rising Sun Sword Technique.
For him, at the Qi Refinement Stage, no one was his opponent anymore. His goal was to break through the Qi Refinement Stage, at which point he would have access to Profound-Level Martial Arts to study. Therefore, it was unnecessary to spend too much time learning those high-level martial arts techniques.
In just half a month, Ren Pingsheng had mastered the Rising Sun Sword Technique to the Perfected State. As his strength increased, his speed in learning these Advanced Swordsmanship techniques also accelerated. If it had been before, it would have taken him at least a month.
Time flowed like water, slowly passing by. Whether willingly or unwillingly, everyone accepted it helplessly. It had already been a year and a half since Ren Pingsheng returned last time.
The Azure Wind Sword Sect was about to begin its fourth recruitment of disciples, and Ren Pingsheng had been in the Azure Wind Sword Sect for three years. Three years may not seem long, but it was enough to change many things.
Since Feng Yi broke through the Qi Refinement Stage and left, many Elite Disciples gradually broke through and then departed over the past year. Some who saw no hope of breaking through chose to leave as well. Some ventured out into the world, while others returned to their families. A few remained in the sect, struggling to get by.
It could be said that very few of Feng Yi's generation of Elite Disciples remained in the sect; their time had come to an end. Ren Pingsheng's generation of Elite Disciples had become the main force. Some fortunate ones even broke through to the Qi Refinement Stage and entered the Great Chu Academy.
For instance, Fei Hou and Kong Zhan had just recently broken through to the Qi Refinement Stage. They were currently consolidating their cultivation and would soon head to the Great Chu Academy. There were three others who also broke through, but Ren Pingsheng was not very familiar with them.
Among the second generation of disciples recruited after Ren Pingsheng and others, some talented individuals became Elite Disciples as well. Many of them gained considerable fame and strength, attracting a lot of admiration from others.
One generation ages while another grows; one generation chases after another. The path of cultivation is never lonely, yet sometimes it can feel eternally solitary.
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