Three days later.
“Qingyun Sect.”
Lu Changsheng looked into the distance at the Qingyun Sect surrounded by misty, continuous mountains, bathed in the rosy glow of dawn, and let out a breath.
Since being rejected in the Immortal Sect’s assessnt at Qingyun Sect over twenty years ago, he had never returned.
As a mortal back then, he found the sight of Qingyun Sect to be a wondrous fairyland that left him in awe.
Now, after so many years in the Cultivation World, having seen small families, marketplaces of all sizes, and Immortal Cities, Lu Changsheng truly grasped the grandeur and vastness of Qingyun Sect.
Under the bright sunlight, a great formation resembling an upside-down bowl of white jade glass radiated thousands of rays of light and colorful auroras, enveloping dozens of mountain peaks within.
One could vaguely see on the straight, towering peaks, the construction of palaces, pavilions, and terraces, and several waterfalls like jade dragons cascading from the mountaintops, majestic beyond words.
In the deepest part of the mountains, shrouded in mists, there appeared to be a floating palace. Like a heavenly city, it inspired awe and a sense of invisible oppression, as if one was as insignificant as an ant.
“Most families and marketplaces use great formations to shroud and hide their internal details, making it hard to see clearly.”
“But Qingyun Sect openly displays theirs as a form of deterrence.”
Lu Changsheng sighed with emotion.
Afterward, steering his flying shuttle at a slower pace, he headed towards the gate of Qingyun Sect.
“Who goes there?”
At the gate of Qingyun Sect, two disciples guarding the mountain approached Lu Changsheng for questioning.
They were both at the Qi Refinent stage, but seeing Lu Changsheng’s Foundation Establishnt aura, they were fairly polite.
“Lu Changsheng here is planning to establish a family under Qingyun’s jurisdiction and has co to the Supre Sect to register and record.”
Lu Changsheng said, clasping his hands in a salute.
“Establishing a family, registering and recording?”
Upon hearing this, the two disciples nodded, imdiately requested Lu Changsheng to relay all the information for recording.
“Lu Changsheng, Bi Lake Mountain?”
“Are you the senior Lu Changsheng who single-handedly killed three Foundation Establishnt cultivators?”
One of the disciples showed a surprised expression upon hearing Lu Changsheng ntion Bi Lake Mountain.
The news of Lu Changsheng’s act of killing three mbers of the Yu Family and establishing himself at Bi Lake Mountain had caused quite a stir.
Since Bi Lake Mountain was not too far from Qingyun Sect, this disciple had so knowledge about it.
“Indeed, it is I.”
Lu Changsheng replied with a smile.
“Alright, please wait patiently, Senior Lu, I will notify them imdiately.”
The Qingyun Sect disciple beca even more courteous after hearing his words.
After all, there are differences even among Foundation Establishnt cultivators.
Lu Changsheng clearly was no ordinary Foundation Establishnt cultivator.
Although they were disciples of an Immortal Sect, their future prospects of breaking through Foundation Establishnt were not great.
If they could make the acquaintance of such a figure and leave a good impression, who knows, it might be of help in the future.
“Thank you.”
Lu Changsheng took out two Middle Grade Spirit Stones, giving a slight bow.
He then inquired how long this kind of matter typically took.
They responded that such matters were handled by the Record Hall.
If the Record Elder was busy, it might take two or three days.
If not busy, it could usually be done on the sa day.
Hearing this, Lu Changsheng nodded, then waited calmly on the side.
During the wait, he saw so disciples of Qingyun Sect going out or returning.
He wondered if Han Lin and Zhao Qingqing were at the Sect.
Although he didn’t interact much with them,
Since he was already at Qingyun Sect, he thought it proper to et and catch up.
And there was his brother-in-law, Xia Zhaoyang.
His concubine, Xia Zhizue, had inford him that Xia Zhaoyang had made a breakthrough to the Energy Refinent Late Stage.
“After the registration is finished, I’ll send a ssage for a reunion.”
Lu Changsheng exhaled softly, planning to first take care of the formalities.
anwhile.
At Xiaojing Mountain.
Inside a cave dwelling.
“I’ve received word that Lu Changsheng has already arrived at Qingyun Sect.”
“Don’t worry, as long as you cultivate the technique I gave you, this Second Rank Spiritual Contract will resolve by itself.”
“At worst, there’d be a slight backlash, not enough to cause your Cultivation Realm to fall.”
“Once I handle Lu Changsheng and obtain his fortune, I will then aid you in your recovery.”
The man in the black robe looked at Yu Ninghu before him with an eerie, rigid face and a smile, showing a ferocious and terrifying expression.
“Yes.”
Yu Ninghu took a deep breath and responded in a low voice.
He knew he had no other choice.
The other party’s words were not a discussion; they were a command.
Moreover, ever since that day he was forced to ingest the Corpse Incarnation, he felt a change in his body and sothing beyond his control.
“Start the cultivation technique!”
Seeing this, the man in the black robe slapped Yu Ninghu’s back, his palm shrouded in black mist, making him start the cultivation technique.
…
Qingyun Sect.
Caiyun Peak.
In the steamy Spiritual Pool, a fairy with snow-white shoulders and hair like a waterfall was sitting and bathing.
After a long while, Yun Wanshang opened her beautiful eyes and rose from the Spiritual Pool.
Her wet, black hair attached to her back that was frosty as snow, hanging down to her full, snow-white waist.
This sight highlighted the stark contrast between her delicate, sense-stirring skin and her lustrous, black hair.
Her perfect, graceful body stood erect, plump where it should be and slim where it should be, with the crystalline water droplets sliding down her snow-white skin, emanating a pure and noble aura. ṞÀƝ𝙤ᛒƐŞ
Her slender and rounded legs, straight and long, gracefully stepped out of the Spiritual Pool.
Her exquisitely shaped feet, fair as carved ivory or sculpted snow, had nails painted with rouge, looking moist and enticing.
She lifted her hands delicately, slipped on a white tube top undergarnt, slid her legs into pants as smooth as jade, and draped over a colorful skirt embroidered with cloud patterns, her entire being exuding an aura of refined elegance.
“Hm?”
Arriving at her bedroom, Yun Wanshang noticed a palm-sized jade pendant with a cloud and mist design on her dressing table that was flickering with rosy light.
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