“Brother Ye should be cautious of your words. Spiritual plants and grains are also a must for cultivating the Dao. Shennong’s spiritual grains are the foundation of Kun-Lai Sect and must be considered as the utmost importance, so what do you mean by a murky future?” Feng Qingxiu had no interest in bullying people, “It is one’s highest priority to become familiar with the many branches after Mountain Ascension. That will be one spiritual stone.”

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Spiritual stone? Didn’t they say to just come here to receive it? Ye Han frowned and felt that the other was purposely making things difficult for him. He couldn’t help but sneer: “I’m just joking with you, do you think you’re still a mortal? We don’t need to eat anymore after reaching the Golden Core Formation Stage, and we are also given a Fasting Pill once a month and don’t need food for the month. You guys can only earn some spiritual stones from the lower class cultivators…”

Before he finished speaking, he was sent flying far away by a large palm.

The sound of a physical body hitting the courtyard wall was so loud that everyone around couldn’t help but raise their eyebrows. As for the person who had done the slapping, he just lightly swept them with his eyes and everyone around lowered their heads and redirected their gazes away.

The gray robe embroidered with the five crops was of extraordinary texture, but it was only loosely wrapped around the person. His fat flesh trembled under the robe, as if it would roll down at any minute.

A fat man almost as tall as he was wide appeared silently on the side, like a mountain of meat, but with blood-red eyes. He appeared like a big white steamed bun—a bun that happened to be rabbit shaped.

He widened eyes that were almost invisible in the folds of fat, and said to Feng Qingxiu: “Why give this kind of trash any face, you all—” He stretched out his thick fingers to the cultivators working at the cabinets. “When he comes in the future, you all are not allowed to give him even a single grain of rice! If he loves to take pills, then let him take pills as much as he wants.”

“Yes, Peak Master.” The cultivators who were weighing grain on the side had long wanted to beat that rude newcomer, but the boss moved too fast.

However, the boss’s face slap was also too beautiful!

Applause.

The fat man nodded and then wiped the hand that he had used to do the slapping as if it had been dirtied. He then walked slowly towards the back of the mountain peak, as silently as he had come. He was actually giving face to the concealed girl secretly following behind that kid, otherwise, that slap just now would have turned that kid into pieces of paper.

Feng Qingxiu watched as the young man struggled several times only to fail to get up from the ground, all the while vomiting blood like a waterfall. There were already people beginning to gather to watch. He sighed and stepped forward to help the young man and found a rockery to sit him down on.

“I don’t need your fake kindness…” Ye Han struggled.

Feng Qingxiu raised his hand and knocked him out.

After finding a place with no one to put him down, he helped him connect a few broken ribs and fed him a Bone Healing Pill that was about to expire. He then returned to the front hall to continue to work as if nothing had happened.

Someone asked him if he had dragged that boy into some alley and beat him into a cripple, but he didn’t answer. He just smiled and shook his head.

After all, they were now of the same sect, and things shouldn’t be taken too far. It was just a verbal conflict. Although that young man was irritating, he did not deserve to die.

There were a lot of things to do, and it was not until it went completely dark did he finish checking the accounts with his coworkers and could finally say goodbye to each other.

Those cultivators walked towards another courtyard together. He glanced at them enviously, then turned and walked on another road. The road was planted with luminous moonlight flowers. The trees were tall and tranquil, the forest so beautiful and pure.

Without the Dao Disc, he could not live in a dwelling that cost less.

Now he lived in a corner of a warehouse, with only one table, one bed and one lamp. His teachers had helped him find it.

He really didn’t know how to thank them.

It’s just…

He felt downhearted. The three schools could not be retaken. Although his instructors did their best, he wouldn’t be able to stay long without his name entering the Dao Disc.

If there was no turning point after this month, then he would have to leave Kun-Lai Mountain.

He took out a stack of talisman paper, lit a candle and continued to practice writing the seals.

Every stroke was careful and conscientious, after all he was no longer supplied generously with the materials like he had as a student before. This was already his last piece of talisman paper. If he really did not enter the inner sect peaks, his future road to cultivation would be difficult to walk.

After finishing writing on the last talisman paper, he put away the talisman papers and opened the small bag he received today. It was his payment for the day.

Pulling open the silk rope, he grabbed out a handful of rice that was crystal-clear and beautiful, feeling conflicted in his heart.

After leaving the upper school, the sect no longer supplied black pearl rice for free. If he used this to exchange for talisman paper, then what would he eat?

But if he didn’t find a way to get more talisman papers to practice, how could he become proficient in drawing talismans enough to make money?

If he knew this would happen, then he wouldn’t have practiced cultivation so much while studying at the three schools, and instead spent more time practicing talisman seals!

Such regret!

“Is this… spiritual rice?” A cold but pleasant voice sounded, tone slightly curious.

Feng Qingxiu jumped up and pointed at the white-haired and obsidian robed young man, surprised: “This is the inner sect peaks!”

“So?” Ji Yunlai was puzzled. He had just stumbled upon a set of talisman seals that he couldn’t make any sense of, so he went out for a walk.

As for the people in Kun-Lai Mountain, he seemed to be only familiar with this young man.

“Our Peak Master has reached the Nascent Soul Stage and is nearly at the Demigod Stage. You should leave quickly, otherwise I will call someone.” There were countless powerful cultivators in the inner sect peaks, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that the grounds were covered with cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Stage, or that cultivators at the Golden Core Formation Stage were as common as dogs. It was completely different from the outer sect peaks in which, aside from the Mountain Patrols, there were only beginner cultivators at the Qi Condensation Stage. Feng Qingxiu could hardly imagine how many people would rush over were he to shout ‘enemy attack’.

“I will leave in a while,” Ji Yunlai looked at the rice in his hand and continued to ask, “Is this the legendary spiritual rice?”

“Um, yes.” Feng Qingxiu sweatdropped, and handed it to him, “You are already at the Nascent Soul Stage, right? How come you haven’t even seen this? What do you eat for cultivation?”

“I have always eaten creature meat.” Ji Yunlai squeezed the rice grain curiously and looked at it carefully as he answered casually.

“How can that be good? Creatures are fierce and their flesh has many impurities. How can one practice cultivation after eating that?” Feng Qingxiu was taken aback.

Since entering the lower school, he only ate spiritual rice. The instructors told them that the spiritual energy in mundane food was too little. For cultivators, ordinary meat and rice would still not be enough even if they consumed an entire cow. But if they really ate like this, not only would they have to spend the time to prepare a cow everyday, more importantly they would need to spend the time to dissolve the impurities that the body took in from eating mundane food. It was a waste of time and essentially making twice the effort for half the result. That’s why there was spiritual rice. This kind of spiritual food grew in places rich with spiritual energy, and was also watered by a spiritual spring. Not only were impurities scarce, it also contained abundant spiritual energy. It was an essential necessity for cultivators.

Although creatures were also spiritual beasts, they were born with a lot of impurities and it was dangerous to catch them as it was very easy to get injured by them. So if one could avoid them, then one should.

“Because I can’t afford it. I used to be an unaffiliated cultivator.” Ji Yunlai felt the rich spiritual energy from the rice, and was a little envious. “The creature meat is also very expensive, but at least one can buy it. Sometimes there are hired tasks in the cultivator markets and many unaffiliated cultivators would hunt down the beasts together, and then split the meat.”

It was just that the danger was not just something to talk about. The ferocity from the creatures was far less than the ruthlessness of cultivators who could stab you from behind.

“Unaffiliated cultivator, huh…” Feng Qingxiu understood.

“That’s why I was so surprised when you said that Kun-Lai Sect widely accepted disciples before. The lack of resources for cultivation is truly not just something to talk about. With so many people, just feeding them can bankrupt a sect.” Ji Yunlai felt both admiration for himself and a little sadness. How could he have forgotten his powerful and amazing self?

“This is the spiritual plant food cultivated by Shennong Peak. There are more than 500 kinds. I heard that the concept of ‘hybridization’ technique was proposed by the Founding Master, but this is Kun-Lai’s secret technique and cannot be passed to outsiders.” Feng Qingxiu said proudly.

“…” Ji Yunlai was dazed for a while. It could actually be like this? Wasn’t he a programmer?

Having been in the industry for many years, he suddenly evolved from programmer to farmer, and then from farmer to engineer. Could one even change their profession and become a professional at hybrid rice?

Looking at his surprised expression, Feng Qingxiu felt an even more sense of superiority: “Relying on different spiritual plant foods, our Shennong Peak is the richest peak among all of the sect peaks!”

Living long was indeed truly amazing! Ji Yunlai sighed with emotion, and then felt that something was not right: “Wait, weren’t you going to Taiyi Peak? Why are you here?”

“…” Feng Qingxiu stumbled, his proud expression disappearing without a trace, and he let out a sigh, “Elder, please give me some pointers, I may soon become an unaffiliated cultivator.”

“What happened?” Ji Yunlai frowned slightly and put down the grain of rice in his hand.

“Just a little sect matter, no need to bring it up,” he didn’t know why he had encountered such a disaster, but Kun-Lai had bestowed upon him much grace and kindness so he couldn’t say bad things about it. Thinking of this, he smiled slightly, “Elder hasn’t eaten spiritual rice so why not try it today.”

Ji Yunlai’s expression became a little serious. It seemed that it was not a trivial matter, at least for this child, it was not a trivial matter.

“Crystal rice is the most common kind of spiritual rice. If one insists on saying something about its uniqueness, then it is especially delicious.” Feng Qingxiu poured out a large handful for him, “Here, taste it.”

“Eat it raw?” Ji Yunlai looked at him.

“Yes, you don’t need to cook it, crystal rice is best eaten raw!” He said confidently.

“…Okay.” Ji Yunlai picked up a few grains and chewed on it carefully. Instantly, he agreed with the other in his heart. The rice was slightly sweet and fragrant, as if eating pomegranates. In addition, quite an impressive amount of spiritual energy poured into his body. Although to him it was almost nothing, the taste and feeling was truly pleasant.

“What do you think, not bad, right?” Feng Qingxiu asked.

“It’s indeed really good, I want it.” Ji Yunlai liked it very much, so he took out a jade tablet and said, “I’ll exchange this for your spiritual rice.”

“No need, I said it’s my treat.” Feng Qingxiu shook his head slightly and refused, “This is the first time I am treating you.”

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But it was also probably the last time.

Simply seeing the sky and hearing the earth, Ji Yunlai found out the whole story in just a few breaths.

He only glanced at the other lightly and said, “Since you treated me, it won’t be the last time.”

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Mountain Patrols Bureau

The farce on the celestial bridge attracted crowds and naturally caught the eyes of the elders in charge.

“Elder Yan, why didn’t you stop him?” The cold and serious woman asked angrily, “Our Kun-Lai Mountain does not need such a vicious and despicable person.” 

Yan Zhao retracted his gaze, casually took out a jade disc, and swiped a finger across it.

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A name from above was crossed out.

Feng Qingxiu.

“Elder!” The woman’s expression changed, “Even if you are an Elder, you shouldn’t be so presumptuous! Why do you cross out his name for no reason?”

“This action is too much. If Elder Yan doesn’t give a reason, we will definitely ask to see the Sect Leader to provide fair judgment.” The middle-aged man with sparse hair was also angry. He had watched the students below grow up and had spent much effort to cultivate their talents so he would never accept expulsion without reason.

Except, before his words even finished, Elder Yan had already disappeared in front of him.

Naturally, with their abilities they couldn’t see how the other had left.

“I’m going to report to the Sect Leader!” The middle-aged man left angrily.

“Did he do this for Fairy Mingyu?” The woman who asked for the quota frowned slightly, “How can this be good? In this way, that student cannot be accepted by the inner sect peaks.”

“Let’s delay it for a while. There is still one month left before the birthday of the Sect Leader. When the time comes, the Sect Leader will decide.” The stern woman said.

This matter had already touched their bottom line. Although it was only a student, this precedent must not be opened.

***

At the same time, at the foot of Yangshuo Peak, a row of courtyards surrounded with high walls and deep forests were quiet and silent.

A young man was escorted by two Dao soldiers as they entered the courtyard named “Mountain Patrols Bureau”.

Without any trial, he was directly imprisoned in a small dark room.

The bronze door was closed, and the Dao soldiers turned around and left. Currently, all the manpower was concentrated on the Mountain Ascension Ceremony. They had a lot of work to do so they planned to deal with him when the ceremony was over.

A person who entered the sect through the backdoor and actually still had the nerve to make trouble at the Mountain Ascension Ceremony. This was practically too arrogant!

The cell was quiet and after the bronze door was closed, not even a speck of light could reach inside.

The young man then slowly leaned in a corner, expression a little pained and a little dazed, but soon, the light of hatred flashed in his eyes.

The Feng family, it was all because of the Feng family. It was the Feng family who made his beautiful mother sell herself as a slave. It was the Feng family who made him a slave that could only serve horses since he was a child. He was beaten three times with a whip by the steward after riding that wind horse, causing him to miss the opportunity to attend the Dragon-Phoenix Selection. Whereas the young master Feng who was the same year as him easily got all he wanted.

And Ah Luo. She had never seen Feng Qingxiu, but her family and parents were unwilling to listen to her wish not to marry.

If it weren’t for Feng Qingxiu, how could the people in her family pursue them? How could he draw his sword against her parents in order to protect her, only to result in Ah Luo dying under the hands of her own father!

If it weren’t for the Feng family, how could his mother run away in fear and he could not find her anymore?

But it didn’t matter, he had now awakened his inherent divine powers. He was the son of destiny, and soon, he would seek justice for his mother and Ah Luo one step at a time!

And also Mingyu. He would definitely work hard to cultivate and marry her as his wife. Only that way would he be worthy of her help all this time.

Without her, he would have been arrested and returned to the Feng family a long time ago, and those people would definitely not let him go once they caught him.

***

After an unknown period of time, the entrance of the small black room opened, and a ray of light shone in, causing the young man sitting inside to raise his hand to block it.

“You can go out,” said the jailer who opened the door.

A trace of darkness flashed in the young man’s eyes, and he walked out in silence.

He was not an opponent for these people.

Only after coming here did he learn that the Qi Condensation Stage was nothing here. But Mingyu saying that he was a genius who only appeared once in a thousand years was something that must not be wrong.

Following the jailer out of the building, the moon was already high up in the sky.

Standing before the flowers and under the moon. There were very few figures around.

Only a beautiful girl could be seen. She was as beautiful as a dream, like the distant mountains covered in mist after the southern rains. Clear and attractive, elegant and graceful.

She stood under the moon, but appeared even brighter than the moon.

She stood before the flowers, but was even gentler than the flowers.

Hearing the footsteps, she simply raised her head and glanced at him mildly.

Instantly, it was as if he could see peach blossoms blooming leisurely, misty rain shrouding green hills.

“Mingyu…” Ye Han stepped forward quickly, reaching out to hold that slender jade hand.

Ji Mingyu took a step back.

Ye Han missed and said with disappointment: “Are you blaming me for being too impulsive? Sorry, I just really couldn’t bear his confident and high-spirited look.”

The girl sighed quietly: “You are indeed too impulsive.”

“Are you still angry?” Ye Han asked in a low voice.

“Uncle Yan was here today. Do you know that if you provoke him, you will have it very difficult in Kun-Lai in the future.” The girl said softly, her voice was crisp and melodious, extremely moving to the ears.

“Is that the elder who won’t allow me to enter the inner sect?” Ye Han asked in disgust. “Don’t worry, I will definitely not let you down. When my skill is achieved, I will have everyone listen to your instructions!”

“I believe in you.” The girl took out a jade tablet and handed it to him, “You have no chance of a general selection. This is the recommendation I got for you. It will allow you to go to any of the peaks. You are born with inherent divine powers so it will be easy for you to cultivate. I will not accompany you, otherwise it will be even more difficult for you to gain a foothold.”

Ye Han was moved, thinking what a considerate woman she was. He grasped her hand: “Only mediocre people will not inspire jealousy! Yu’er, I will go now, you just wait for me with peace of mind!”

“En, go ahead, don’t be late,” the girl said softly.

Ye Han nodded heavily, turned around and rushed off.

The girl stood alone in the garden, watching him leave with gratification. Then the smile on her face gradually faded.

After a few breaths, she heard a chuckle coming from the dark.

The girl looked back and said lowly: “Uncle Yan had been watching the whole time. Did it amuse you?”

“Slightly,” the black robed man walked out of the shadows and said with a smile, “You are going through quite the effort.”

“It’s just giving him a little opportunity. But Uncle Yan, you crossed out the young man surnamed Feng today. This action is practically roasting your niece on the fire.” The girl smiled, “Everywhere on Kun-Lai Mountain, people are saying that your niece is using status to oppress people. You don’t even want your own reputation?”

“Feng Qingxiu is indeed a good seedling, but his path had been too smooth up till now. He is young and vigorous, and I am just giving him a few days of small setbacks to train his character.” Yan Zhao said mildly.

“This is not a small setback. More than ten years of hard work going up in smoke. If this impacts him psychologically, it will hurt his Dao.” The girl disagreed slightly, “Uncle Yan should quickly restore his name to avoid causing harm to others.”

“Your father once said that life is like chess, and when one must throw something away it should be abandoned without hesitation.” Yan Zhao pointedly said, “That boy is the same thing. If he really fails to recover from this, then he can not be considered a great talent and thus it would not be a pity if he died.”

“You seem to have all the reasoning. Deciding someone’s fate with just a raise of your hand. Is it interesting?” The girl knew that they had different opinions so she didn’t bother arguing with him anymore. “Uncle Yan, I heard that the Outlands have had innumerable movements recently, so you should just focus on proper business.”

“Criticizing your elders, Yu’er, you are getting more and more cheeky.”

“Is it easy for me to find a talent?” The girl was slightly annoyed. “Father has yet to accept an apprentice this whole time. Kun-Lai’s direct lineage has no one to carry on. It’s why I want to find good talents for Father to take a look at. Will you die if you don’t hold me back?”

“Are you talking about that one just now?” Yan Zhao sneered.

“He hasn’t cultivated any spiritual techniques, but I just taught him a little bit of ordinary incantations and he managed to cultivate to the sixth level of Qi Condensation overnight. After only two days, he has already reached full level Qi Condensation and can enter the Foundation Establishment Stage at any time. With such talent, it should be a given to attach some importance to him.” The girl said seriously, “And Father will at least give one look, right?”

That way, he would also give her a look, right?

It took even talents like Feng Qingxiu seven years to reach the Foundation Establishment Stage. And this gap in between had quite the significance.

“What about his temperament?”

“There are naturally flaws, but as long as it is carefully polished, it will reach the level I want.” The girl said with a trace of pride, “Some things seem useless, but they are actually the foundation of success.”

Her requirements were not high. Just Father paying more attention to her was enough. Whether it was praise or reprimand, either would be better than nothing.

“Unless everything starts over again, your father will not accept apprentices.” Yan Zhao said suddenly, “Don’t waste your energy.”

“Why?” The girl asked with confusion.

Yan Zhao shook his head.

“If you don’t tell me, then I won’t give up.” The girl turned around leisurely, stepped up on the clouds, and disappeared in a breath. She had to keep an eye on that idiot, otherwise it was likely that he would not survive by sunrise tomorrow.

Yan Zhao watched her leave and sighed slightly.

He seemed to once again see the back of that person standing straight with a sword in hand, and the boundless thunder that covered heaven and earth.

He seemed to hear that once-warm voice shed itself of any love or affection, turning into the coldest wind in the world.

He said: “In life or death, neither of us shall meet again.”

“Li Xianjing, you have it easy dead…” Yan Zhao muttered in a low voice. He continued to look at the moon, as if looking at a past that would never return.

***

Shennong Peak was one of Kun-Lai’s largest celestial peaks. Originally, it consisted of two branches, herb and grain. Hundreds of years ago, the two branches clashed repeatedly because of territory. After a lot of conflict, the herb branch split to a seperate celestial peak and changed its name to Qingdi Peak. From then on, Shennong Peak was home to only the grain branch.

Even before dawn, the whole peak became lively.

Feng Qingxiu sorted the seeds while weighing them separately before wrapping them in sheets of talisman paper.

When he first arrived, he could not distinguish the difference between spiritual grain and spiritual rice. Now that several hours had passed, he could easily distinguish the advantages and disadvantages of the grain varieties as well as speak clearly on all kinds of planting techniques and requirements. But if he had to actually plant it himself it would be another story.

“I want three bags of clear dew and a bag of jade millet.” Someone called out to him at the counter.

Feng Qingxiu quickly took the order and handed it over.

“Isn’t this the upper school head student Feng Qingxiu?” Ye Han said mockingly, “Aren’t you supposed to be a high disciple of Taiyi Peak? How come you have come here to do the work of farmers?”

Feng Qingxiu’s expression remained unchanged, saying indifferently: “Nothing is high or low, it is all work for Kun-Lai, so why not?”

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“I heard that you were crossed off from the Dao Disc. It was only because your teacher begged for you that you were able to stay on to do manual chores. The future of Shennong Peak is murky… how pitiful.” Ye Han’s mocking expression became more obvious.

When out of the corner of his eye he saw a large mountain of flesh approaching silently, Feng Qingxiu sighed slightly. With such a mentally challenged idiot as an opponent, there really wasn’t any pressure at all.

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On this first day of September, the Mountain Ascension Ceremony which takes place every 12 years was held. At this time it was also the most lively day on Yangshuo Peak.

As ordinary mortals, these students entered the lower school to learn reading, writing, and reasoning. From here they would then enter the middle school to practice cultivation. And finally they would enter the upper school to learn swordsmanship, alchemy, talisman seals, incantations, and spiritual arrays and then determine their specialized path. After determining their direction, they would then go to the inner sect peak of their preference, officially becoming a Kun-Lai disciple.

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Also on the same day, the major branches of each of the inner sect peaks would choose new disciples. It would be a two-way selection to maximize the use of talents.

The sun had not yet risen and in order to show their respect, the white-robed and vigorous students walked up to the top of the mountain on foot.

Above the clouds, there was also a group of cultivators looking down at them from a distance.

“It’s only today that they are so quiet and peaceful.” The deacon with sparse hair and a serious face sneered, “Heh, if it was any other normal day which one of them had not jumped up and down like monkeys, climbing and flying the mountains.”

The young instructor next to him smiled and said: “Who was not like that back then; didn’t you also like to enter through windows and not walk through the front doors, Senior Brother Yan?”

“If you ask me, we should just remove the Cloud Protection Net under the mountains.” A stern woman in an elaborate green robe said coldly, “If it weren’t for the fact that they know that they would not die from falling off the cliff, how could they be so arrogant.”

“Senior Sister, how much blood debt do you plan to add to yourself?” The young instructor smiled helplessly and shook his head. “How many of the students who received a failing grade at your hands sought suicide. There is a Cloud Protection Net under the Treading Cloud Cliff, but there’s no saving those who jumped into the Nine Song River.”

“If the Dao in their hearts are not strong, then joining the sect is just a waste.” The woman said ruthlessly.

“Alright, alright.” The woman next to them headed off the ensuing fight. “This time I saw a lot of good seedlings. Senior Sister, do you still want your direct selection quota, if not please give it to me.”

They all had allocated quotas to directly recommend disciples to the inner sect peaks. Everyone had relatives and friends and occasionally they would use this to bring one in.

“Direct selection is not as good as general selection. If you have a nephew or niece with good attributes, why reject what is near at hand and seek what is far away?” The stern woman frowned.

Direct selection was actually the same as going through the back door. Although it was a little convenient, the inner sect peak branches would not choose disciples recommended through direct selection. Usually they would all be left for last and then brought away to do some chores and difficult work. It was better to enter the outer sect peaks to gain more training and then win a place in the general selection. In this way there would be a better future than just entering the inner sect peaks through the back door.

“I am asking for Fairy Mingyu. She wants all the quotas for direct selection this time.” The woman spoke through a mental connection, “Although the Sect Leader has been cultivating in Seclusion and has largely ignored her these many years, Fairy Mingyu is still his daughter. We should not disregard her.”

“Fine, you can take it.” The stern woman took out a white jade buckle and handed it to her.

The woman also went to the others to explain one by one, obtaining the other people’s quota, and then sent it to Fairy Mingyu before all the disciples arrived.

The young instructor looked at her departing back and frowned slightly: “Fairy Mingyu brought back a young man before and wanted to send him into the inner sect, but was rejected by the law enforcement elder. Seems she does not plan to give up?”

“Those who enter the inner sect peaks without going through the three schools will not be included on the jade disc. This is the rule established by the Sect Leader, even our relatives and clans members are no exceptions, let alone someone she just recommended?” The middle-aged man with sparse hair softened his expression. After all, there were totally two worlds inside and outside of official status. “Forget about resources and spiritual artifacts. If there is no access to a Net Charm, then there would be too much of a disadvantage when practicing cultivation.”

Besides, the three schools were there to build a solid foundation and a place to exchange and build contacts and connections. It could be said to be a sieve to pick out the best to enter the inner sect peaks. And if one did not enter the inner sect peak, then one would not be allowed to access the Net Charm to exchange knowledge and accept or send out tasks. Even settling task rewards would be at a disadvantage.

“But she had the young man come directly to the Mountain Ascension Ceremony.” The stern woman frowned in disgust. “That young man is just a slave who only took care of horses and has no cultivation base. How can he come here directly?”

It’s not that she looked down on the other’s background as there were countless cultivators from low births, but to attend the Mountain Ascension Ceremony without any cultivation base was a joke. But if he had a cultivation base, then it would be even more ridiculous. Those who enter a sect already possessing a cultivation method have always been a great taboo in the cultivation realm. They would absolutely not be allowed to enter the mountain gate without a thorough background check, otherwise if he was a spy from another sect, then there would be endless troubles.

“Alright, alright, the supervisor of the inner sect peaks is here, let us go pay our respects.” The young instructor took the initiative to end this unhappy topic.

After all, Fairy Mingyu had been cultivating for many years and was not aware about the complexity of human relations. There was no need for them to make enemies with her. After all, the Sect Leader was her father. Besides… he thought back to the person he had seen with the student Feng Qingxiu before, and quietly wiped his sweat.

Perhaps the Sect Leader was even nearby. That Celestial Sovereign could hear and see all the happenings in this world. If they accidentally caused him to be unhappy, then with their fragile bodies, don’t even mention being hit by the Sect Leader’s Supreme Nine Heavens Calamity Sword. Just the Sect Leader snapping his fingers was enough to tear their bodies and crush their bones. 

Back then, his performance should be okay. The Sect Leader let only him see his presence, which was to let him know to be tactful and not to get to the bottom of the issue. Otherwise he didn’t think he would be able to see the Sect Leader with just his Golden Core Formation base. Besides, young Feng really stumbled upon big luck to manage to enter the graces of the Sect Leader.

Maybe he would become the first Eldest Senior Brother in Kun-Lai Sect after these many hundreds of years.

People really couldn’t be compared with certain people.

Actually, Sect Leader, I’m pretty good as well, please also look at me…

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On the top of the mountain, the Mountain Ascension Ceremony had begun.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, dozens of celestial mountains drifted over slowly. And within each floating celestial mountain there were clouds lingering, spiritual birds hovering, and countless celestial dwellings concealed in the forests. They appeared to move slowly, but in an instant they had already arrived, surrounding the peak where the Mountain Ascension Ceremony was to be held, like stars surrounding the moon.

Each floating celestial mountain peak was different. Wenjian Peak with a long sword as its symbol, Changsheng Peak with an alchemical cauldron as theirs, Shennong Peak with immortal grass as their emblem, Taiyi Peak with talisman seals as its base…

And under each floating mountain peak was a huge circular spiritual array, which could be seen at a glance even 10,000 meters away.

At the summit of Yangshuo Peak, a man suddenly descended down from the sky to stand above all beings.

When he arrived, not only the students, but even the wind on the top of the mountain stilled.

He looked very young and handsome, but for a person who cultivated immortality, a youthful appearance could only mean that he had attained the Dao earlier and had stronger potential.

He was dressed in an obsidian black robe with three silver patterns on the cuffs, revealing his status to be the highest-ranking elder.

The law enforcement elder, Elder Yan Zhao, the second most powerful person after the Sect Leader, was in charge of administering punishment in Kun-Lai. Within the sect his presence was like a stabilizing force. With him here, no matter which mountain or peak, every one must act in accordance with the law and regulations and none dared to make trouble. He didn’t need to say anything to express his attitude. His presence alone conveyed his attitude.

Glancing coldly at the students who appeared either excited or fearful, the great elder didn’t have any words of encouragement. He just said lightly to the instructors around him: “Let us begin.”

The young instructor nodded, stretched out his hand and knocked in the air.

Dong!

The sound of a huge bell rang out of thin air, echoing over the entire Kun-Lai Mountains. There was no delay in the sound waves, no matter where or how far the sound had to travel, it still reverberated at the same decibel and took deep root in the hearts of the people.

With the permission given, the surrounding celestial mountains each formed a celestial bridge made up of countless seals that stretched downwards from their respective mountain gates. Like several rainbows, they connected the celestial mountains to the bluestone steps of Yangshuo Peak, arching across the sky to meet in the center that was Yangshuo Peak, like a huge silk chrysanthemum in full bloom.

Then, like ants, the students rushed up their chosen celestial bridge.

It had been twelve years, and those with qualifications had long figured out which Dao suited them and accordingly which celestial bridge was best for them. Those without qualifications, or those who were very mediocre and unsuccessful, then they chose the celestial bridge to the peak that was the easiest to go to or the easiest to find success.

The celestial mountains with the most people were the ones that cultivate the Way of the Sword and the Way of Alchemy, followed by the Way of Beast Control and Way of Medicine, then the Way of Five Elements, and then finally the Way of the Seal.

The celestial bridges were very long, and added with the time needed to face the tests and obstacles while on the bridge, each student was only allowed to go on the celestial bridges three times a day at most. If they were still not selected by an inner peak after these three times, then that meant failing the test, the result being that they could only obey the arrangements made by the inner sect peaks. This was troublesome work that none of the cultivators in the inner sect peaks liked very much.

Feng Qingxiu walked towards the celestial bridge for the Way of the Seal without any urgency. This Dao was easy to learn but difficult to master, so not many people had chosen it.

Just as soon as he stepped onto the celestial bridge, a 17 or 18-year-old boy who was about the same age as him blocked his way.

“Excuse me.” Feng Qingxiu said politely, “If it is a challenge then please pick another day.”

As the head student, he had been challenged many times, but this time…

Looking at the other’s fierce and sinister eyes, he frowned slightly, not remembering this person who seemed to have a deep hatred towards him.

“Feng Qingxiu?” That gloomy looking young man asked in a low voice.

“That’s me, and you are?” Feng Qingxiu suddenly recalled something, but his cousin never mentioned the person’s name, “Oh, that one…”

“Of course, young master Feng can’t remember the name of this little slave.” The young man showed a cruel smile, and his right hand suddenly thrusted out, “But you shall remember, the one who killed you is called Ye Han!”

Feng Qingxiu had been prepared for a while now, and instinctively raised his hand like a sword, and the sword energy was like a chrysanthemum, suddenly blooming.

However, almost at the same time, a purple light flashed in the young man’s eyes.

The moment his gaze met the other’s a strange force suddenly spread over him through his eyes, and his brain felt as if it had been stabbed by a needle, causing a sudden pain.

The young man’s right hand had already penetrated his dantian (TN: point two inches below the navel where one’s qi resides).

According to logic, he was a cultivator who had already attained Foundation Establishment and the other should not be able to hurt him. But he had a strange power around his hand that broke the protection force field every cultivator could manifest around their bodies. It was too unexpected.

However, Feng Qingxiu’s sword energy had also landed on the other’s neck, and so long as he pressed further, he would be able to cut through that major artery.

But, he didn’t in the end, only abruptly blasting the other far away with his spiritual energy.

“You…” Feng Qingxiu tried his best to restrain the spiritual energy that was going chaotic within his dantian and tapped the pressure points to stop the bleeding. His eyes were filled with consternation, “Innate divine power?”

There was no shortage of wonders and the bizarre on this vast land. No two people were the same. Those who were gifted with innate divine powers were the most exemplary. They were born with powerful spiritual souls and could break through physical limitations and attain the Dao. These people were naturally talented at cultivation and were the favorites of various sects who would fight over them.

“If it wasn’t because Ah Luo died in my arms, I would not be able to awaken my innate divine power…” The young man looked at him coldly, like a poisonous snake, “But compared to her being alive, I would rather not have this innate…”

“Okay! Stop!” Feng Qingxiu interrupted him. He found that the communication between them was not on the same channel at all. “You are very talented, I know. I’m going to ascend the mountain so please step aside.”

“Your dantian is crippled, and you still want to fight with me?” The young man curled his lips mockingly, “You want to pass? Fine, then. You can crawl by under my crotch.”

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Feng Qingxiu sighed and snapped out his long sleeves, and with a strong force he knocked the other off the bridge.

“You dare to kill me—” The young man’s furious scream disappeared into the sea of ​​clouds.

What an idiot. This kind of small injury in the cultivation world was just a matter of slapping on a band-aid!

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Seeing that the other was speechless for a while, Feng Qingxiu coldly snorted: “Our sect’s history recorded that our Founding Master, one man and one sword, leveled Shouyang Mountain and gained tens of thousands of years of accumulation from Shouyang Sect. This opened the way for our Kun-Lai’s rise.”

“Impossible.” Ji Yunlai blurted out.

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Since he embarked on the road of cultivating immortality, he had never had a permanent residence and there was not even one day he hadn’t suffered hardship. Betrayal, death and robbery, what hadn’t he encountered? But even after transmigrating over for so long and having suffered so much on the road to cultivating immortality, no matter how hard it got, he had never once thought of hurting others to get resources. He had his bottom line.

“Hmph, that strike from the Supreme Nine Heavens Calamity Sword severed the spiritual veins of the ten thousand mile mountains and brought southern water vapor. Since then, over these hundreds of years our Western Continent has not once suffered the bitterness of drought. The remains of Broken Sword Cliff is still a hallowed place for all sword cultivators to gain Enlightenment and practice cultivation. Don’t think that you’re all that great just because you can be arrogant in front of me. You’re not worthy of even a glance from our Founding Master.” Feng Qingxiu said proudly.

“But what does that have to do with you?” Ji Yunlai asked coldly.

Feng Qingxiu did not answer, but just smiled.

The next second, the door was flung open wide, and a group of cultivators dressed in blue robes and white cloaks poured in silently, forming a battle array.

“Master Guard, it is this person!” Feng Qingxiu calmly pointed to Ji Yunlai, “This person of unknown origins has entered our Kun-Lai as if it is unclaimed land and behaves suspiciously. I ask that you deal with him, sir.”

Just when he saw this little thief show up again, he had reported it with a spiritual technique, but these law enforcement guards were truly too slow.

However, the four cloaked people just looked at him quietly, as if looking at a fool.

Feng Qingxiu was taken aback.

He suddenly discovered that in the eyes of these four people, there was no reflection of the little thief in front of him.

Ji Yunlai sat where he was, looking at him calmly.

The head guard quietly wiped the sweat from his palms—seeing that the people around him hadn’t seen the bigwig in the room he then coldly scolded Feng Qingxiu on the grounds that he was conjuring trouble from thin air.

Feng Qingxiu silently listening to the scolding with his eyes casted down was a bit pitiful, causing Ji Yunlai to feel a rare trace of guilt.

After being lectured and warned not to do it again, the guards retreated, leaving only two in the room.

The head student of his year was completely at a loss.

Tomorrow was the Mountain Ascension Ceremony so it was likely that this matter would be reported to a deacon with a higher cultivation base.

The situation has become really unthinkable now.

After being silent for a while, Feng Qingxiu decided to regard the other as non-existent, taking out his books to continue studying.

Ji Yunlai thought about the information he had just learned and felt that the entire thing seemed to be shrouded in mist. He had a nagging feeling that something was not quite right.

After a while, Feng Qingxiu encountered a problem and despite repeated calculations on paper he still couldn’t solve it. Habitually he began to scratch the wooden table with his nails.

“Draw the character three points below the line and do not put too heavy pressure on the pen, otherwise the spiritual energy will be overloaded and the effect will be lost.” Ji Yunlai, who was pulled back from his thoughts, said casually.

Feng Qingxiu followed the instructions and after one stroke the exercise was solved directly. He looked up at the other in shock.

“You seem to have a lot of problems. Come and tell me some more and I will continue to teach you.” Ji Yunlai said with a smile.

“…I won’t talk about secrets.” Feng Qingxiu watched him vigilantly.

“Why would I ask you to do such a thing? I just want to know things that everyone knows, the kind that if you don’t tell me I can just find out from others.” Ji Yunlai said lightly.

“…Okay.” After thinking about it, Feng Qingxiu felt that since he could get some help in his studies in exchange for just some information that everyone else knew, it would be better than Ji Yunlai going to find some ordinary disciples who didn’t know the severity of the information they were giving.

“Then, let’s start.”

***

When Ji Yunlai returned to his residence, he felt quite satisfied.

That child didn’t say much, but he still had time. All in all, he had gained somewhat of an understanding of his own evaluation in the eyes of the world.

Tsk, he really didn’t expect that one day he would also be described as “moody, unpredictable, with profound and boundless powers”.

In the eyes of that child, Ji Yunlai was a god, omnipotent and omniscient. Every gesture he made was in line with the way of the heavens as the person who enforced law and punishment in place of the heavens.

Thus called “Xing Dao Master”. (TN: xing=punishment)

Connecting this to what his memory self said, “Who is worthy of your explanation?”

Ji Yunlai felt that he had changed quite a lot after a thousand years.

He was clearly a good mentor, amiable and friendly with a strong ability to manage people—almost all the 100+ programmers in his previous life were mentored by him. Seriously, he was practically a teacher.

But over these thousand years, he never accepted another apprentice since he became the Sect Leader. All the Kun-Lai disciples were taught by his several Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters.

It shouldn’t be like this.

Just now when he noticed that the child had a bit of trouble he couldn’t help but step forward and act the teacher.

His bad habit of lecturing others was clearly still there.

He sat at the stone table in the courtyard in front of his dwelling, sipping the wine and thinking deeply to himself. Should he see those Junior Brothers and Sisters? And this wine was really fragrant, just from the aroma he could tell it was centuries old.

Suddenly, he felt something displace the air behind him, so he instinctively placed the delicate and paper thin jade cup on the table.

Under his divine sense, a young man in white stopped in place.

With his cultivation level he could tell that it was just a phantom with a single glance.

A very beautiful phantom, one that could sway the heart with just a look.

At the beginning, the appearance of the phantom was not very clear, but it soon took shape quickly as he observed it, becoming his favorite type—tall, handsomely beautiful, and with deep eyes.

“Your preference has changed.” The phantom was a little bit distressed.

Ji Yunlai did not comment.

“Since the battle of Huanbo Mountain six hundred years ago, your heart has always been empty and I could no longer feel your likes or dislikes.” The phantom said with a little regret, “It seems that you really broke through that obstacle. At least leave me a way out.”

Ji Yunlai wondered—what happened to him six hundred years ago? Was there a reason for him to run here from the Central Continent to open a new map?

“Your Supreme Nine Heavens Calamity Sword is truly so sharp that it can even cut off the corrupted obsessions in people’s hearts.” The phantom smiled and said, “In any case, congratulations on returning to the path.”

The more it spoke, the more he couldn’t understand, Ji Yunlai thought to himself.

“Ji Yunlai, the Outlands have united. This time your sect will be facing its tribulation. I am waiting to see you once again defy the heavens.” With a trace of worry, the phantom slowly disappeared, “I wonder how many times you can defy the heavens?”

Seeing him completely disappear, Ji Yunlai reflected on his own cultivation base.

He had sensed that the other party was not a physical entity but a wisp of obsession.

Simply put, it was similar to being haunted by a ghost.

But powerful cultivation and will are the nemesis of obsessions, causing ghosts more harm than encountering the sun.

How strong was the other when he was still alive to be able to haunt such a great powerhouse like himself?

And what level had he reached to be able to banish the other?

It’s a pity that he left too fast for him to read the sword intent remaining on him.

Ji Yunlai raised his hand, his slender fingertips revealing a trace of blue light. It flickered and jumped, as if it wanted to return to the world of nature.

But the surrounding trees had already begun to tremble and bow their branches in fear.

Even the nearby clouds instinctively drifted away from this spot of spiritual light, causing the world to become brighter without the clouds blocking the sunlight.

Too domineering!

Ji Yunlai clenched his fist and dispersed away the spot of spiritual light. He didn’t like such a domineering and unforgiving power.

One must not do things to the extreme or say things that leave no room for maneuver. Any extremes would undoubtedly lead to affinities and relationships ending early.

As for the Outlands mentioned earlier, Ji Yunlai knew a bit about that.

The areas outside the sphere of influence of the human race were all considered the Outlands.

Among the countless mountains and rivers, there were spirits and demons, countless other races, on par with the many creatures described in the Classic of Mountain and Sea. (TN: Classic of Mountain and Sea, probably compiled c. 500 BC-200 BC, contains a wide range of geography, mythology, witchcraft, popular customs, etc.)

The human race—if considered seriously, was just an unremarkable race among countless.

He recalled the books of incantations that he had downloaded earlier from the Net Charm.

If there really was trouble on the horizon, then he could no longer go ask others questions about this and that.

An entire sect was on his shoulders. He was truly under great pressure indeed.

***

On the second day, Feng Qingxiu did not see the person who said he would help tutor him.

He was relieved but also disappointed. After all, he felt that the other was not a bad person.

The Mountain Ascension Ceremony!

This was to determine his future.

He cleaned up and prepared to go to the meeting place.

At this moment, a young man rushed over anxiously: “Cousin, it’s not good!”

“What’s the matter?” Feng Qingxiu asked. This was his clan brother, who was studying at the lower school. Knowing that he had a heavy study load the other did not often come to find him.

“Remember the fiancée the clan decided for you before?” The young man asked a question first.

“Mother told me.” He nodded. Although his clan was not worth mentioning in the Western Continent, it was still quite famous in their hometown. Therefore, his fiancée was a daughter from a prestigious family. But he was selected to come to Kun-Lai when he was young so the plan was to fulfill the marriage vows after the Mountain Ascension Ceremony was over.

“It turns out that that woman fell in love with a slave who takes care of horses on her family estate and eloped with him.”

“…” Feng Qingxiu was taken aback for a while. He was still young so he really didn’t know what expression to show.

“While they were being pursued on the way, the woman blocked a sword strike for that slave and died.”

“…” Feng Qingxiu’s feelings were quite complicated, after all, it was a human life.

“For some reason that slave entered the graces of Fairy Mingyu who was passing by and was taken back to Kun-Lai Mountain, directly entering the inner sect.” The boy said anxiously, “So you must be careful. I heard that that slave said he won’t let our families go.”

“What does it have to do with our family?” Feng Qingxiu asked angrily. He didn’t believe that his family would chase someone else’s fugitive slave. That would be the same as slapping the other family’s face, although his own family’s face must have been beaten swollen this time from the whole matter.

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“He said it was because of you persistently forcing them…”

He hadn’t even met them! Feng Qingxiu shook his head. Forget it, he planned to wait for the ending of the ceremony before dealing with this matter.

It should not… be a big deal, right?

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There was no way Feng Qingxiu’s sword could make contact with Ji Yunlai.

In Ji Yunlai’s eyes, the lightning-fast sword light was basically the same speed of a tortoise. He even had the time to feel that this child’s cultivation foundation was very solid. Although he was proficient in his swordsmanship, he lacked a little agility. It might have a better effect if the sword’s position was lowered just a millimeter.

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As he thought this, the other’s sword light seemed to wrest out of its owner’s control, moving to the best position according to Ji Yunlai’s thoughts. He then took a step back.

At his speed, the other couldn’t see that he had even moved at all. So the result was the strange scene of his sword deliberately missing an inch from Ji Yunlai.

Feng Qingxiu refused to accept this, the sword light expanded, the sword energy like a waterfall. Like torrential rain it enveloped the area.

As Ji Yunlai dodged he privately analyzed the flaws within the other’s swordsmanship.

Feng Qingxiu felt like he had suddenly been divinely graced. He had practiced this set of sword maneuvers countless times but he could never smooth out the kinks. But now the sword movements flowed out freely and unconstrained, as if they were not the same moves from his memory. Instead, it was as if he made the moves instinctively and naturally, without any human input.

This set of sword maneuvers was known as Rift Sword which was named for the rift in the sky, or the gate of heaven, pointing to the great Dao. Feeling that the first few maneuvers in the set of sword maneuvers presented no threat to the other, with the turn of his sword he carried out the following nine maneuvers one after another without any hesitation.

The light of the sword was like a chrysanthemum, blooming in an instant.

The huge sword light almost enveloped the entire Eagle Mouth Cliff.

After the passing of the sword light, Feng Qingxiu stood alone on the edge of the cliff, motionless and silent.

Many fellow cultivators that had been around the area quietly approached, wanting to see what happened.

“Being able to touch a trace of the Dao in the Rift Sword at just the Foundation Establishment Stage—no wonder he is the head student of his year.” A middle-aged cultivator with thin hair and a serious face appeared suddenly, blocking the students who wanted to get closer, “He is experiencing Enlightenment of the Sword Intent at this time so do not disturb him. You must also learn from Ah Xiu who is able to practice his sword without distraction despite such an important matter as the Mountain Ascension Ceremony taking place tomorrow. But what about you all?”

“Deacon, we just want to get closer and breathe in the Immortal energy!” A student answered with some dissatisfaction.

“That’s right, maybe some luck will rub off on us and we can also realize Enlightenment…” The other students were also not convinced.

“Breathe! Breathe! Breathe! You only know to breathe all day, and only know to rely on luck all the time, thinking about shortcuts and dishonest practices. Hurry up and go practice cultivation, otherwise you will all get a mark deducted during the ceremony!” The middle-aged cultivator glared with sharp sword-like eyes, sweeping the students who still wanted to move forward with a cold gaze.

This threat was too ruthless so the students around him immediately dispersed.

The sun settled to the west, the world became silent, and only white clouds could be seen drifting over the edge of the cliff.

After a long while, Feng Qingxiu recovered from that trace of Dao Enlightenment, and his heart instantly tightened. But at this time, there was no trace of that young man.

Little thief!

This Kun-Lai No. 1 young cultivator talent let out a deep roar!

Then he ran off without looking back.

Ji Yunlai, who was still sitting on top of the pine tree, took a look at him and thought that maybe it was not very nice of him to bully the younger generation like this. He decided to return the thing to him at night.

Turning his gaze back to the jade tablet, he eagerly sank his divine consciousness into it.

! ! ! !

That thread of divine consciousness instantly entered another dimension.

In the space was a giant tree constructed of talisman seals. Numerous branches and leaves extended into the void, opening pockets one after another in the darkness, and those illusory seals leaped and flowed, guiding the direction.

As he thought, it really was the local area network!

There were countless divine consciousness flowing within the giant tree, likely students communicating with each other. And as the Sect Leader he had the highest authority which was why he could see the construct of this network.

However, that flowing and beautiful pattern and combination of seals left him in a stupefied state. In a daze, he recalled the days when he used to work overnight with his team of programmers to write code.

Plugins, procedures, functions, compressed file libraries, partial execution programs, auxiliary execution programs, auxiliary control programs, and auxiliary calculation programs were all things he could write with his eyes closed, but now they had become another way of expression.

“It’s not a bad thing to relearn all of this again.”

He couldn’t take his eyes away despite not understanding it. But this only meant that he should work harder. What he liked to do was to study and experiment. If he could now get the chance to concentrate on studying and cultivating for as long as he wanted, it didn’t seem to matter as much if he forgot some memories.

Although he didn’t know what he had to sacrifice in the past millennium to reach this current height, his eyes couldn’t always look at the past.

Regardless of the reason for the loss of memory, what he had to do now was to retrieve the lost knowledge before he could talk about other things. After all, in this world only the strong had a voice. This was a truth that he had already experienced when he used to be an unaffiliated cultivator.

According to the function on the jade tablet, he switched to a common section, and immediately a huge screen appeared in front of him showing a forum interface that couldn’t be more simple.

The learning area was on the left and the leisure area was on the right.

There were a variety of incantations in the learning area, and one needed to reach a certain level of cultivation and exchange a certain amount of spiritual stones in order to gain access. Whatever kinds of incantations and talisman seals one wanted could all be found.

The leisure area was where all kinds of discussions took place.

It turned out that the Hall of Knowledge was all on the Web, so it was no wonder he couldn’t find it.

And he had the highest authority so it took only a few seconds to scan and remember all the incantations and seals.

A few million words memorized so easily, that’s how badass possessing a powerful spiritual soul was.

Ji Yunlai detached his divine consciousness from it, his hands playing with the jade tablet as he couldn’t help feeling a little admiration for himself.

He not only brought primary school and middle school to the cultivation realm, he even integrated a local area network. Give him a few hundred years, was he going to rise straight up to the heavens?

But if his other self could do it, then it should be fine for him as well. After all, they were the same person.

He recalled in his mind the “General Principles On Talisman Seals” he had just seen, and he carefully read and analyzed it.

This book was written in a simple and straightforward way and was very easy to digest. It used punctuation instead of ambiguous sentence breaks and was even accompanied with animated drawings and diagrams. It could not be more down to earth and friendly. Ji Yunlai wanted to hug the author and kiss them too. It truly suited his taste.

It was not until the moon was high up in the sky when he finally finished and processed the entire book, and then found that the final signature was: Ji Yunlai, written on the first day of the ninth month in the thirty-third year.

“…” He was speechless for a while.

The pressure was too great, when could he return to this level?

***

The moon was high up in the sky and the lights were like stars. Feng Qingxiu returned to his room in dejection.

With head facing downwards he threw himself on the bed.

The Mountain Patrols had already identified all the envoys from outside sects that had arrived recently. None of them was that young man. The Dao soldier who took the case said that he had reported the matter to the main network to cut off his network port so his Net Charm could no longer be used. There would be no big impact so he should relax and not worry!!

Unusable—

He was so aggrieved that he wanted to cry.

Since arriving at Kun-Lai Mountain, it had taken him who knew how long to get that spiritual artifact!

A single Net Charm in the sect required a hundred spiritual stones, and the information fee required to maintain the connection every year was an extra ten spiritual stones. The rewards he had earned over these 10+ years was just a little more than ten spiritual stones. Once he got the Net Charm, he immediately used all his spiritual stones to pay the information fee!

And if he wanted a new one he had to buy it himself!

One hundred and ten spiritual stones!

And all must be high-grade spiritual stones! With that amount, one could hire a hundred cultivators of his level for three years outside the sect!

With such a high price, the most important losses were that he could no longer go online to read about the cultivation experiences of high level cultivators for at least ten years and he couldn’t buy and sell all kinds of materials!

He heard that many students who failed the make-up exams jumped off the top of the peak today. He also wanted to jump as well!

“That little thief, I will definitely find you!” He said bitterly.

“I see.” A voice rang out casually.

Feng Qingxiu immediately sat up. He glared at the young man in black who appeared silently by the table.

“You still dared to come!” 

“Returning this to you.”

The two voices sounded almost simultaneously.

It’s no longer usable, you little thief!

Feng Qingxiu looked at the jade tablet laying on the young man’s hand with a complicated expression, and finally sighed, “Forget it.”

He stretched out his hand to take the jade tablet back, wiped it carefully and then pocketed it. He could keep it as a memorial and maybe he could ask the supervisor to connect it again. This person looked to be from an outside sect and he himself couldn’t stop him so if he asked him to pay it would just show him to be more weak.

“I have reported your matter to the sect. No matter what intentions you have you should put it away and leave. Our Kun-Lai Sect is not a place for people to come and go.” Feng Qingxiu said seriously.

“You are quite loyal.” Ji Yunlai felt a faint sense of gratification in his heart. The degree of loyalty in his sect was quite high it seemed.

“…You must be from the Central Continent, right?” Feng Qingxiu shook his head slightly, “As the Central Continent is rich and stable of course you don’t know. The Western Continent is located in a remote area and borders the Outlands. If there is no Kun-Lai acting as a barrier, how can there be such prosperity now?”

Ji Yunlai nodded: “I come from a small place. I only know that my country is a small kingdom in the Central Continent, but I don’t know much about even more distant places.”

He was telling the truth. This world was not comparable to Earth which had each and every piece of land occupied by humans. Here in this realm, man-made towns were scattered and sparse, like a handful of sesame seeds. The dangers of the beasts in the deep mountains and dense forests was not something to be treated lightly. Apart from cultivators, few people had traveled or knew lands that were further away from their hometowns.

“Looking at your high cultivation level, you must be from a reclusive cultivation family,” Feng Qingxiu slightly puffed out his chest, “A thousand years ago, our Western Continent was barren and empty, sparsely populated, and suffering from demonic disasters. Our sect’s Founding Master Ji Yunlai was a talented person with great skill and strategy. He held the Dragon-Phoenix Selection throughout the Western Continent. Only after a hundred years and countless twists and turns, our Western Continent became as prosperous as now.”

“Dragon-Phoenix Selection?” Ji Yunlai asked.

“Six hundred years ago, the Founding Master set up a Heart-Enquiring Stone in every town, with twelve talisman seals engraved on it. Those under the age of fifteen who can draw even one of the seals can enter our Kun-Lai Sect lower school to practice cultivation. It does not have any spiritual root requirements nor does it look at one’s birth. This has cultivated countless talents for our Western Continent.” Feng Qingxiu said proudly.

Ji Yunlai was dazed for a while: “Is that a lie? How many disciples would that be? Is he that rich?”

He had had enough of his poverty during his early years of cultivation. How could others not know the benefits of accepting many disciples into a sect, but cultivation was truly a money-burning business. The spiritual stones and natural spiritual treasures available on this land could not support so many cultivators. Why was the Central Continent so chaotic? It was all because of the lack of resources.

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It’s just that his words obviously offended this zealous Founding Master fanboy and Feng Qingxiu said furiously: “Just because you can’t do it doesn’t mean that the Founding Master can’t do it. Let me gift you a famous saying from the Founding Master: Thou little sparrows, how could thee understand the noble aspirations of a swan?!”

“…”

Was he being praised or scolded? Ji Yunlai had a sudden urge to laugh.

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“But I’m not that Ji Yunlai.” He didn’t have such badass power. Ji Yunlai expressed that his knowledge was still in the whiteboard stage, his skills that had reset must now be leveled up again.

“No need to worry and no need to hide. Losing your memory will only make them more afraid of you.”

“It seems you won’t say anymore.” Ji Yunlai said in exasperation, “Then can you at least tell me who is the child’s mother?”

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Silence. The waters also fell still.

“Then is she my own blood, was I the scumbag or did someone act the scumbag towards me?” Shouldn’t he at least know this? Ji Yunlai was truly exasperated.

“Is this even important? How deep does blood even run.” The other raised his eyebrows and spoke with mockery.

Ji Yunlai felt his heart jump once again, and the pressure was even greater: “…How come I don’t even know that I have an antisocial personality disorder?”

“The time is up, if there is something urgent, look for me again. Three chances, only two more are left.” The other shook his long sleeves.

The sky and ocean went up in smoke.

The dreamlike world also disappeared.

Ji Yunlai was still sitting in the original room and on the original bed.

Holding the jade tablet in his hand.

The Ji Yunlai after a thousand years was truly difficult to understand. He didn’t think he could win against his thousand year old self, but it was not like he would dig a hole for his own self, right?

After thinking about it this way, he calmed down. Anyway, it was already like this. It was better to continue doing what he wanted to do. As for the things he didn’t say—the days were still long, he would know everything eventually. As for the past, it was fine to just know the gist of it, no need to know all the details.

As for the incantations or something, it didn’t matter that he had forgotten, the power was still there, so all he needed to do was just to make up for the forgotten incantations.

If you have the skills then send me back to my 16 year old self! 

Oh no. He had forgotten to ask where the Pavilion of Books was. He needed to search more in depth later.

And as for the issue of his daughter, was she biological? He remembered that he couldn’t get it up with women…

Was it an adopted daughter?

Ji Yunlai opened the map of the sect again.

In ancient times, there were no books. The emperor embroidered the mountains and rivers of his empire on silk with gold thread to record the division of personnel and territory, which was known as the yellow map. Later, it became a practice, and all forces would also have a yellow map to record important information.

Ji Yunlai looked at the words that recorded each country’s attending elders along with their age and cultivation levels and what merits they had contributed. The golden threads that etched out the words seemed to be able to change based on his will, and it seemed that this yellow map was also a spiritual artifact.

But after looking it over, he didn’t find any note about the Sect Leader’s wife.

Fine, it seemed that he could only regard this as another transmigration.

……

Kun-Lai Immortal Mountain

Yangshuo Peak was located in the southern part of Kun-Lai Mountain and was one of the three peaks closest to the mountain gate. It was steep and covered with ​​peculiar pines that towered up into the clouds. Standing at any of its random cliffs, one would be able to see the beauty of the distant mountain gate standing tall and imposing in the midst of a sea of ​​red clouds.

There were often disciples who would sit on these cliffs to do their cultivation exercises and meditation, breathing out to the distant mountain gate.

“The mountain gate was set up by the Sect Leader himself, of course one must often come and breathe in the Immortal energy…” This was the young disciples’ reasoning.

Feng Qingxiu was also one of the young disciples. As the head student of his year, he occupied the most scenic spot—the Eagle Mouth Cliff.

And there was a green pine on the side, so one just had to sit under the tree and together with the evening breeze, the image of a cultivator would be established.

If it was in other places, the trees would be full of people, let alone the ground. But as the head student he could have such privileges.

It was all due to his years of bitter cultivation, and now the effect was slowly showing.

Thinking of this, even having a heart that had been trained by many years of cultivation, he could not help but also feel a little excited. He stared to the north and chanted solemnly: “Founding Master, bless me, let me be favored by Elder Yan at the ceremony tomorrow, and enter the inner sect!”

As soon as his voice fell, a gentle voice with a hint of interest sounded over his head: “Elder Yan, Yan Li?”

Feng Qingxiu instantly stood up. When he looked up he saw a young man with white hair in black robes, who looked to be about the same age as him, sitting on a branch and looking at him with a half-smile. A gentle breeze blew by and those clear eyes were like autumn water, making ripples that touched the hearts of people.

The person was clearly there in front of him, but Feng Qingxiu’s divine consciousness and sense couldn’t pick up his existence at all, as if he was just a wisp of the wind that was accidentally colored by this world, and only happened to take a brief pause.

He must be above the Foundation Establishment Stage and have at least already attained Golden Core Formation!

Was he an elder of the inner sect?

He would never have the thoughts of “too young, not looking like”—judging people by their appearance would never happen in the realm of cultivators. The younger the cultivator looked, the more formidable they would be. This was definitely not just casual talk, so Feng Qingxiu politely said: “Answering Elder, yes I was referring to Elder Yan Li of Jiu Mai Peak.”

“He seems to specialize in cultivating talisman seals, but his level of cultivation is not high. Do you want to cultivate talisman seals?” The young man asked with a smile.

“Uh…” Feng Qingxiu was speechless for a while but couldn’t help screaming in his heart. Elder Yan was already at the Nascent Soul Stage! If he isn’t at a high level than who is? You actually said that his cultivation level is not high! Do you think just anyone can see the great elders of the Demigod Stage and Synthesis Stage?

So he replied a little cautiously: “My cultivation skills are still shallow, and I dare not think too lofty.”

“Is that so. What kind of ceremony is tomorrow? Isn’t the birthday of the Sect Leader at the end of the month?” The young man asked again.

“Tomorrow is the Mountain Ascension Ceremony that happens once every ten years. Each of the inner sect peaks will arrive to select disciples. The future of us Yangshuo Peak disciples is all reliant on tomorrow.” The more Feng Qingxiu spoke, the more strange he felt. Wasn’t this something everyone from Kun-Lai knew?

However, due to the birthday celebration of the Sect Leader, many other sects had sent envoys to attend. This one must be an envoy of another sect, so he was not familiar with Kun-Lai, right?

Seeing that the other didn’t respond, looking to be waiting for him to continue speaking, he thought about it, and continued carefully: “Kun-Lai is different from other sects. New disciples enter the upper, middle and lower schools in order to establish and stabilize their foundation. By the end of the year, those who have outstanding performance can be selected into the peaks of the inner sect and cultivate the immortal Dao. Those who do not perform well may enter the outer sect or go to the mortal world to make contributions to the sect.”

“…” The young man fell into deep thought for a while.

After a while.

“Does Elder have anything else to inquire about?” Feng Qingxiu asked softly.

“What is your name?” The young man finally came back to himself and asked him.

“The clear wind and bright moon, the youthful and the refined, Feng Qingxiu.” He replied loudly and clearly. It came from a self-confidence that had developed in the sect over many years.

“I shall remember it.” The young man nodded with a smile and disappeared from the tree.

“Wait…” You haven’t said who you were, Feng Qingxiu felt a little unhappy.

However, being able to see an elder today could be counted as a gain. Feng Qingxiu took out a jade tablet and recorded what had happened just now, and added a sentence at the end: the main peaks should give us some portraits and descriptions, so that we can recognize the elders of outside sects in order to avoid being rude.

Then he sent it.

Suddenly!

“What did you write?” He heard the voice just now exclaim and when he raised his head, sure enough, the elder had appeared in front of him again.

“Oh, this,” Feng Qingxiu’s politeness had a hint of pride, “This thing is called the ‘Net Charm’, which is a unique spiritual artifact found only in our Kun-Lai. It can be linked with other Net Charms in Kun-Lai Mountain. Originally it is not given to disciples below the Golden Core Formation Stage, but in the competition of the three schools among Kun-Lai disciples last month, I won top spot and was given this as a prize. This object is very profound and if you come across anything incomprehensible in your usual cultivation method, you can also connect with the Net Charm to ask others about your issue. It is the most important of the three great spiritual artifacts in Kun-Lai!”

Seeing the young man’s astonishment, he felt even more proud and raised his head: “Elder must have come to our Western Continent from faraway. Our Kun-Lai Sect Leader has boundless spiritual powers and the knowledge of the gods. If there are no earth-shattering achievements, how could our Kun-Lai Immortal Mountain be in charge of the whole of Western Continent?”

“…”

“…Can you let me have a look?” The young man finally came back to himself, his expression complex and unable to be put in words, just pointing to the jade tablet and asking.

“When this item was given to me, I placed my divine consciousness on it, so other people can’t use it.” Feng Qingxiu refused. In truth, others could use it so long as he allowed it, but there was no need to explain this to the other—since first getting this object it had become the apple of his eye, so don’t even mention handing it over to unfamiliar people. Even his own roommates and friends were only allowed a brief touch.

The young man did not answer, but just raised his hand. His long sleeves slipped down, revealing a white flawless palm, a piece of jade shining brightly on it.

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Eh?

Feng Qingxiu was taken aback for a moment, but the more he looked at it, the more familiar it became. When he looked at his own hand, there was nothing on it.

“You little thief—” Feng Qingxiu was so angry that he drew his sword, “Return my spiritual artifact and I will spare your life!”

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