Danding Peak had a round, egg-like shape, with beautiful mountains and clear waters. The entire cloud-covered mountain was shrouded in mist, occasionally graced by light rain and gentle breezes, carrying a strange yet pleasant fragrance. Qiu Tansheng stepped out of the alchemy room and checked the recent pill production success rates. After ensuring they met the standards, he allowed the shipments to proceed.
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Thus, when Feng Qingxiu came to purchase pills, Qiu Tansheng was still busy. Upon seeing Qiu Tansheng for the first time, Feng Qingxiu felt an instinctive wariness despite the other’s seemingly friendly smile, recalling a warning from Yimeng Qingnu: “You haven’t experienced the cunning of Qiu Tansheng, that poisonous snake. If he wants to harm you, you won’t even know how you died.”
“Senior Brother Feng is here, please come in,” Qiu Tansheng extended his hand, inviting him into the sitting room.
“Thank you.”
Once seated, Qiu Tansheng carefully served him tea. “Due to many pressing matters, I’ll be straightforward. What kind of pills do you need? Current stock is full price, pre-orders get a 10% discount, and large quantities are negotiable. We also do custom orders, which are half-priced.”
Feng Qingxiu appreciated this direct approach. “I need three thousand expedition kits, and I also want some poison pills.”
The expedition kit, developed by Qiu Tansheng, included various essential pills like Energy-Boosting (for minor injuries), Soul-Calming (for serious injuries), Heart-Clearing (for detoxification), Cleansing Sand (for external injuries), and Energy-Protecting (for meridian damage). Priced at 1,300 spiritual stones each, they were a flagship product of Danding Peak. The poison pills, another innovation by Qiu Tansheng, were created by extracting pill toxins through a unique technique called Pill Crossing technique, which turned waste into potent weapons. It was one of three innovations by Qiu Tansheng.
“I can provide about 2,500 kits immediately; the rest will take time to produce. The expedition is about to start, so everyone is preparing. Would you like to pre-order the rest or come back later?”
Currently, poison pill varieties have already reached the hundreds under the experimentation of many alchemists. Those that were extremely potent could even supposedly put down Synthesis Stage cultivators—of course, as of yet there were none willing to be test subjects.
“No problem, I’ll pre-order the rest,” Feng Qingshu replied. “Also, I need three hundred explosive poison pills, primarily for enemy incapacitation.”
“That’s fine, but you know poison pills are more expensive. The current market price is one hundred spiritual stones each; I can offer a 10% discount. Will you pay now or transfer later?”
“I’ll transfer now,” Feng Qingxiu quickly calculated the total and transferred the payment using his Net Charm. “Please check.”
“No issues. Thank you for your business,” Qiu Tansheng said, standing up apologetically. “I have to keep an eye on a furnace. I’ll have someone bring your goods.”
Feng Qingxiu nodded. “Sorry for the trouble.”
An alchemist attendant soon arrived to assist Feng Qingxiu, allowing Qiu Tansheng to breathe a sigh of relief.
Shaking his slightly trembling fingers, he noticed cold sweat forming. His innate spiritual awareness sensitivity, praised by the High Priest as a once-in-millennia talent, made him acutely aware of the immense pressure emitting from Feng Qingxiu, whose subtle aura hinted at a terrifying power. Although one had to be close to sense it, that kind of level was too high, higher than the Great Sage he saw once before. Like the glacier floating on the sea, even if you only saw the tip, you could still imagine how terrifyingly vast its whole mass was below the surface.
The problem seemed to be big, if he could find some clues it would definitely be useful.
But not now. He was still on Kun-Lai Mountain and any unusual movement in Kun-Lai could attract the Sect Leader’s attention. Observations could only be made later in Yuntian Domain.
The Sect Leader’s apprentice was just that different.
Not to mention that beast-like intuition and initial wariness.
It was better to postpone the mission this time for a bit first.
With such a problem, ai, he was even more reluctant to do the mission.
Qiu Tansheng lay on his desk, not wanting to get up.
Headache. Maybe he should relax online first.
Meanwhile, at the foot of Danding Peak, Feng Qingxiu emerged unexpectedly quickly, surprising Huang Wei.
“He didn’t keep you chatting all day?” The yellow-robed girl was astonished, having expected Poisonous Snake Qiu to charm the other so thoroughly he wilkingky handed over anything there was to know about himself.
For this she even prepared to play online for a while in wait.
“Is that why you sent me alone?” Feng Qingxiu turned to her.
“Ahem, of course not,” Huang Wei coughed, masking her embarrassment. “I just wanted you to experience the character of one of the Seven Talents.”
“Oh,” Feng Qingxiu replied skeptically.
“Alright,” Huang Wei shrugged. “Among the Seven Talents, except for Senior Brother Yang of Taiyi Peak and that other one, we’re all wary of Qiu Tansheng. He’s too formidable, never revealing anything. Even Qingnu suffered losses against him. Though we outwardly get along, we all want to surpass each other, frenemies you say. But with him, I can’t even predict his moves through divination.”
Huang Wei was the most low key of the Seven Talents and was excellent at divination. So saying this, it meant she was truly on guard against Qiu Tansheng.
Feng Qingxiu nodded, not intending to join their rivalry, as his current strength and reputation weren’t on par yet.
“Let’s go, with Taiyi Peak’s help, the Flying Peak should be ready for a test flight, right?” Huang Wei asked eagerly.
“Testing starts soon,” Feng Qingxiu smiled. “They’re almost done.”
Chatting, they arrived at the Flying Peak.
“Let’s discuss the name…” Ying An beckoned them over.
“Great You Peak.”
“Qingnu Mountain!”
“Huang Mountain!”
…
They all turned their gaze toward Feng Qingxiu simultaneously.
“Zhuiyun Peak?” Feng Qingxiu blurted out suddenly, then blushed. (TN: zhuiyun=chasing clouds)
“Zhuiyun Peak?” His fellow disciples looked at him with strange eyes, like snakes watching a squirrel.
After a moment, Qingnu teased, “Senior Brother Feng, while your ambition is high, at your current level, you might as well just gaze at the clouds.”
“Gazing at the clouds, chasing the clouds, do you also want to soar above the clouds?” You Jia advised earnestly, “You’re still young, don’t be like me, always aiming for the headlines. So the best choice is still Great You Peak!”
“Qingnu Mountain!”
“Huang Mountain!”
“I think Zhuiyun Peak is good,” someone said.
“Feng Xiao Qing, don’t joke around, I…” Huang Wei waved her hand, only to suddenly realize that wasn’t Feng Qingxiu’s voice.
Sect Leader Ji was standing with them at the foot of the mountain, looking at that peak, and calmly added, “What do you all think?”
The scene froze as if someone had pressed the pause button. Only Feng Qingxiu felt a warm sensation in his heart, almost wanting to throw himself at his master and say, “Master’s the best.”
After a while, Huang Wei suddenly came to her senses, transformed into a small yellow bird, and shyly landed on a slender branch in front of the Sect Leader, saying, “Of course it’s good, I love this name so much, Sect Leader, your vision is amazing, this is the perfect name!”
Ji Yunlai nodded, contentedly poking the little yellow bird’s cute head, rewarding her with some Human Immortal aura.
The little yellow bird felt her heart jump out of her chest, her claws went jelly, and she fell off the branch.
You Jia glanced at her with envy and jealousy, thinking about his own form, considering how he needed to learn Huang Wei’s tricks to curry favor: “I also think Zhuiyun Peak is great, please inscribe the name for this peak, Sect Leader!”
Qingnu, who was a step late, could only nod in agreement on the side and enthusiastically point out the direction for the inscription.
***
When they returned to Zhaoyue Peak, Ji Yunlai sighed slightly, “My apprentice will be gone for a long time this time.”
“Master, you have divine consciousness fragments, we can see each other anytime,” Feng Qingxiu said earnestly, “I won’t disgrace you.”
“What use is face, just come back safely, don’t get hurt.” Ji Yunlai felt a trace of heaviness in his heart, “In recent days, the celestial secrets have become more obscure. Tomorrow is the day of the expedition, and I cannot leave Kun-Lai for the time being. Be careful on your journey.”
“I promise,” Feng Qingxiu nodded.
The master and apprentice talked for a while longer before continuing their lesson.
After Feng Qingxiu finished his lessons, he bid farewell to his master. He saw the camellia flower full of petals, quickly plucked a handful, and ran away before the camellia could retaliate.
These petals were very effective and could be used for protection, and they would grow back anyway.
That’s what he thought.
The next day, the grand expedition set out.
Ji Yunlai stood at the top of Zhaoyue Peak, watching the Flying Peaks disappear into the distance, feeling as if he had seen this image countless times before.
Nearly a hundred Flying Peaks would carry almost half of Kun-Lai’s disciples to the Outlands for trade and travel. Because it had been done dozens of times, they were extremely experienced. Each mountain peak rose majestically, forming arrays, and flew towards the distance. This journey would take three to four years round trip, passing through many outer regions with numerous dangers, making it the largest cause of death for Kun-Lai cultivators.
But the path of cultivation is inherently difficult. The myriad aspects of the world, the universe, and the human heart are all shackles that hinder cultivation.
Only by facing difficulties head-on could one reach broader skies and longer lifespans, strolling leisurely between heaven and earth.
When he returned to the courtyard, he saw another green stone.
Carved on it was Xiao Qing’s writing, elegant as silver hooks and iron strokes.
“This journey to the distant mountains, not knowing when we’ll meet again. The endless stars and wilds, we can always gaze together.”
Xiao Qing said he didn’t know how long he’d be gone, but they would always look at the same sky at night. He cares about me so much…
Ji Yunlai, in a good mood, put the stone away.
He felt that the celestial secrets had suddenly become much clearer and not difficult to understand at all!
In the courtyard, the camellia was trying hard to grow back its torn petals and retract a bit of its exposed root into the ground. Underneath its roots were many stones with writing on them. Hmmph!
AN: Here’s a little tape about a tragic undercover agent.
After the Dragon-Phoenix Selection began.
In fact, many aristocratic families in the Central Continent quietly migrated over.
West Continent residency is worth having!
Who cares about moving a few years in advance for the college entrance exam.
In the West Continent, you have to migrate three generations in advance to qualify for Kun-Lai.
Many people want Kun-Lai’s Flying Peak secret designs and so on.
The undercover agent went through countless hardships to get into Kun-Lai, entered the outer sect, and attended the Mountain Ascension Ceremony only to be eliminated in the interview with Taiyi Peak.
Taiyi Peak: You want to enter Taiyi Peak with 60 points in advanced math?
The undercover agent painstakingly scored 90 points to finally enter the peak, only to find out that a Flying Peak has more than 3 million seals to learn.
Ahhh! How did the Sect Leader create the Flying Peak!!! The undercover agent went crazy.
Taiyi Peak: Just learn the seals for one direction. You scored 90 points, go learn the entire set of water supply seals.
Taiyi Peak: You want to learn the energy supply seals?
Taiyi Peak: First pass the five-segment certification!
Taiyi Peak: That’s too profound, you can’t learn it without learning the foundational knowledge.
At this point, a series of formulas named after people is thrown out.
The undercover agent painstakingly memorized all the seals of the Flying Peak and returned to the Central Continent, receiving a warm welcome from the sect.
Started construction, no materials, wait.
Got the materials, drew one seal array a day.
Ten years passed, and they hadn’t even finished the drainage system.
So, he taught his disciples—these disciples without the outer sect foundation schooling looked at him with bewilderment.
The undercover agent coughed up blood and started copying down the designs from memory.
Finally finished drawing before dying, leaving it to future generations.
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Future generations looked at the stacks of drawings that filled several rooms and cursed, “Idiot!”
Closed the door and left.
Undercover agent story, finished.
Afterword: Thousands of years later, someone discovered the precious original designs of the Flying Peak in ancient ruins and was filled with emotion.
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