At the Bone Marrow Cleansing Spring, a pair of lovers leaned against each other at the edge, looking up at the light curtain in mid-air.
In the light curtain, on an identical spring shore, a man and woman stood quietly.
"Tanglian, do you rember the scene when we first t?"
Zhenyang didn’t know when he had already held Sheng Tanglian’s hand. The mighty Sect Leader of the Cyan Lotus Sect was now a shy little woman, her voice as soft as a mosquito.
"Hmm, you were very foolish then, but I have never forgotten."
"Tanglian, if your disciples knew about us, they would surely question your position as Sect Leader. It’s better if we..."
The hands of Zhenyang Sect unknowingly embraced Sheng Tanglian’s waist, his voice growing more tender.
"No."
Sheng Tanglian covered his mouth and reflected his face in her starry eyes:
"This ti when I return, I’ll marry you, and invite the entire world to know my heart belongs to you. I want to be your wife!"
Zhenyang gazed deeply at her, his face full of guilt:
"Tanglian, it’s my fault for being too weak, making it hard for you."
Sheng Tanglian suddenly stood on tiptoe and pressed her red lips tightly against Zhenyang’s.
Beside the misty spring, there were no longer a Sect Leader of the Cyan Lotus Sect and a True Yang Sect disciple, only a pair of loving Daoists.
In the depths of emotion, their clothes quickly scattered on the ground, a perfect jade-like body was picked up by the man and gently stepped into the spring.
"Zhenlang."
Sheng Tanglian’s starry eyes were misty, her lotus-like arms wrapped around her lover’s neck, softly saying:
"This spring is rich in spiritual energy, beneficial for cultivation. Let’s dual cultivate."
Zhenyang was startled: "Tanglian, my cultivation is low, if we dual cultivate, it would all be you supplenting , to no benefit of your cultivation!"
Sheng Tanglian looked up at him, full of tenderness: "You fear others laughing at your low cultivation, I’ll have your cultivation advance by leaps and bounds, so no one dares to mock you again."
"Tanglian..."
Zhenyang lowered his head, their lips t, the water rippled softly, the mist grew even hazier.
The light curtain’s image shifted, Sheng Tanglian and Zhenyang embraced, leaning against the spring’s edge, oddly mirroring Qin Gengyun and Qiu Zhihe’s current pose.
Qin Gengyun felt a bit awkward, he didn’t know the past secrets of the Cyan Lotus Sect and the Zhenyang Sect, but just had a sense that sothing was off about this Zhenyang.
And it turned out he and Qiu Zhihe were soaking in the sa spring and in the sa posture as Zhenyang and Sheng Tanglian.
This made him feel uncomfortable.
"Zhenlang, this is the Tanglian Technique, I’ll assist you, concentrate and absorb it quickly."
Sheng Tanglian was urging Zhenyang to sit cross-legged, while she placed her soft hand against her lover’s abdon.
The next mont, a massive eye appeared above Sheng Tanglian’s head, emitting a dazzling blue light.
"Mist Spirit Eye?!"
Qin Gengyun was shocked, this Mist Spirit Eye was much larger than Liu Su’s, the light even more dazzling, clearly of much higher grade.
Qiu Zhihe leaned in Qin Gengyun’s arms, softly saying:
"Sheng Tanglian’s talent was unparalleled, she created the Tanglian Technique, Profound Ice and Li Fire Technique, Supre Lotus Heart Sword, not to ntion possessing the Mist Spirit Eye, and she is a Ninth Grade Artifact Refiner, Ninth Grade Array Master, and Ninth Grade Alchemist."
Qin Gengyun was speechless: "Such cultivation, such achievents, not only five hundred years ago but even a thousand years before and after, she would be the brightest star."
The light curtain’s scene shifted again, Sheng Tanglian gave her first ti to Zhenyang, sacrificing her own cultivation, passing him the Tanglian Technique.
After a session of spring cultivation, Zhenyang’s cultivation soared, advancing from Qi Cultivation to Foundation Establishnt.
Afterward, Sheng Tanglian took out an embroidery needle, waved it with the wind, turning it into a long staff, and handed two cultivation techniques to Zhenyang.
"Zhenlang, you are a Body Cultivator, this staff is specially refined for you, and this staff technique is suitable for you, in two volus."
Zhenyang accepted it, delighted, saying: "Thank you, Tanglian!"
Sheng Tanglian’s eyes were full of his smile, the corners of her mouth involuntarily lifted, gently saying:
"This cultivation technique doesn’t have a na yet, you can na it."
Zhenyang pondered for a mont, then smiled: "This mountain is called Cloud Pattern Mountain, tonight the starry sky is splendid, let’s call it Cloud Pattern Star Technique."
Sheng Tanglian nestled in his chest: "Cloud Pattern Star Technique, good! Also, this hot spring where we pledged our love, where you were reborn, you should na it too, don’t you think?"
Zhenyang kissed her forehead: "This spring’s spiritual energy is abundant, with the miraculous effect of absorbing essence and reincarnation, let’s call it Bone Marrow Cleansing Spring!"
"Bone Marrow Cleansing Spring, it sounds lovely!" Sheng Tanglian leaned on his shoulder: "Zhenlang, once I step down as Sect Leader, let’s live here in seclusion."
Zhenyang’s eyes flashed: "You’re not going to be Sect Leader?"
Sheng Tanglian said: "So many Sect Leader’s affairs, I couldn’t spare ti to accompany you, I don’t want to do it anymore."
Zhenyang remained silent, Sheng Tanglian suddenly shouted coldly: "Who’s there?"
With a wave of her delicate hand, a small figure was caught mid-air, it was a little girl dressed in animal skin.
The girl looked frightened, tightly gripping a crude spear, yet summoned the courage to shout: "This is my spring water, you, you’ve taken my spring water!"
Sheng Tanglian leaped out of the water, already dressed in her robes, and smiled:
"So, this is your place. How about this? It’s my first ti at Cloud Pattern Mountain with my...husband, if you show us around, I’ll give you sothing in return, how about it?"
The girl stared at her, dumbfounded: "You, you’re so beautiful."
"Of course, my wife is the most beautiful woman in the world, no need for you to say it."
Zhenyang had also dressed, sneering: "Wife, no need to heed the words of a wild child."
Sheng Tanglian smiled: "Her spring allowed us to pledge our love and for you to be reborn, compensation is due."
A few days later, the little girl guided them through Cloud Pattern Mountain’s scenery.
Sheng Tanglian and Zhenyang prepared to leave, before leaving, Sheng Tanglian gifted a spear to the little girl and transcribed a copy of the lower volu of the Cloud Pattern Star Technique for her.
"This Cloud Pattern Star Technique is a staff technique, sowhat similar to spear techniques, learning the lower volu is enough for you to protect yourself on the mountain."
The little girl received the spear and technique, knelt to express gratitude, and when she looked up, the immortal couple had already departed.
The light curtain dimd, seemingly coming to an end. However, like a post-credits scene, the visual returned in the light curtain.
On Cloud Pattern Mountain, unknown years later, the little girl had grown up, casually wielding a wooden staff, occasionally emitting sharp light, shattering huge rocks on the mountain.
Surrounded by hundreds of tribe mbers, watching her wield the staff, their eyes filled with admiration and reverence.
At this mont, a graceful figure flew down from the sky, it was the husband of the Divine Maiden who gifted the Divine Spear and cultivation technique years before.
The woman was delighted and stepped forward to kneel, yet that man unexpectedly drew a longsword from his back, slashing out.
Instantly, the scene was a bloodbath, hundreds of tribe mbers were slain, the woman’s arm severed, she fell in a pool of blood, eyes wide with disbelief.
Zhenyang, clad in the Purple Sun Brocade Robe, stood there indomitable, entirely different from the once ordinary Inner Sect disciple.
He slowly approached the woman, looking down upon her like an ant:
"The lower volu of Cloud Pattern Star Technique is lost, I just recalled there’s another copy here, hand it over."
The girl in animal skin cried out: "Why do you do this? Where is the Divine Maiden?!"
"Divine Maiden?" Zhenyang sneered, his longsword piecing the woman’s body, expressing coldly:
"Sorry, you saw what happened between us, you and your tribe can’t be allowed to live."
After a brief struggle, the woman died, Zhenyang searched her and the entire Cloud Pattern Mountain, but couldn’t find that lower volu of Cloud Pattern Star Technique.
He left in annoyance.
After Zhenyang left, a concealnt array appeared at the Bone Marrow Cleansing Spring, the waters parted, and a few animal-skin-clad children erged, holding a long spear and a booklet, the cover inscribed in elegant script:
Cloud Pattern Star Technique.
Gifted by Sheng Tanglian to Zhenyang.
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