Yueli dragged the stick across the temple floor, slowly making a sketch of the Blue Moon Continent, or at least what she knew of it.
Maps of the continent were rare, especially in an isolated place like the Heavenly Thunder Kingdom.
All she knew was part of the coast of the main land and the island itself that made up the kingdom.
’It’s truly small...’ Qingyi sighed.
The Heavenly Thunder Realm barely had a tenth of the population of the Golden Sun Realm, with Qi so thin that any cultivator of the Golden Core Realm was considered an incomparable expert.
Focusing on the map, he got an idea of where the Golden Sun Realm was and couldn’t help but shake his head.
It was a long way away.
He would have to cross a sea and travel thousands of kiloters before he could feel his Feiyan’s embrace again.
His eyes shifted from Yueli to the girls training in the center of the courtyard.
Their faces were serious as they swung their swords in unison and manipulated their lightning Qi.
But honestly, it was hard for Qingyi to see it as anything other than a sensual dance.
Their drenched white clothes certainly didn’t help matters.
His gaze road over the full breasts and voluptuous ass exposed by the thin, wet fabric, imagining what it would be like to sleep crushed between those succulent curves.
Fortunately, Yueli didn’t notice the growing bulge in his pants, nor did she even consider that his gaze in the direction of the won was sothing lascivious.
"They’re talented, aren’t they?" Yueli’s cherry lips curved into a proud smile.
"Yes..." Qingyi replied, closing her eyes for a brief mont and pushing away those sinful thoughts.
Honestly, they were too talented.
His eyes focused on Yueli, observing her status.
[Na: Qin Yueli
Age: 35
Corruption: 0/100
Chastity: Intact
Lust: 2%
Talent: genius
Reward: high
Cultivation: First stage of the foundation realm.
Spiritual roots: Ninth level lightning spiritual root.
Lineage: None
Constitution: None
Traits: Faithful, honest, caring, milf, lightning priestess].
She was truly very talented, even her traits were perfect.
The sa went for all those won.
Even the less talented ones would be great talents for the Ascending Dragon Sect.
Just... how could so many have been gathered together in an isolated temple like this? The idea simply didn’t enter his head.
"Honestly, if they were in the Heavenly Dragon Sect, any one of them could qualify to be one of the sect’s most powerful disciples. It must have been difficult to gather so many talents like that."
"It was..." Qin Yueli’s beautiful, mature face saddened slightly when he heard those words, his eyes looking distant.
"You know... we used to be the rulers of this island... The founder of our temple was a powerful cultivator of the transcendence realm who wielded a sword that fell from the celestial heaven...
The heavenly thunder island used to be the only one that had enough Qi density for breakthroughs beyond the burning blood realm."
Hearing those words, Qingyi’s head almost exploded.
A sword that had fallen from the celestial heaven? Just how absurd was that story?
Of course, he didn’t have the heart to say it was a lie.
The system itself was sothing that ca from the celestial heaven.
It would be very ignorant to deny it, but it was still difficult to hide an incredulous expression.
"I know it sounds absurd," Yueli laughed at the expression on Qingyi’s face. "But it’s true."
She continued.
"That wasn’t just any sword, it was a spirit sword, one with an ego, the ego of a lightning spirit. And that’s who we’ve worshipped since the creation of our temple.
When the founder beca the ruler of the island, she established the spirit of lightning as our deity, spreading its power all over the island and increasing the density of Qi trendously."
"But then..." Yueli’s voice suddenly died away.
"Sothing bad has happened..." Qingyi murmured, his voice low, but loud enough for Yueli to hear.
"Yes." She nodded. "Our founder was betrayed by her most beloved disciple, stabbed in the back and surrounded by dozens of enemies... She killed them, but still ended up perishing from her wounds.
The sword fragnted into several pieces and the spirit isolated itself, killing anyone who tried to make a contract with it..."
Yueli’s beautiful blue eyes stared into the sunset before briefly closing.
"After that, the temple lost more and more power... My master was the last lightning spirit priestess to reach the golden core realm, dedicating her whole life to bringing us together..."
"I understand..." Qingyi also watched the sunset before his eyes focused on Yueli, whose face was filled with suppressed grief.
"I’m sorry," he said, but Yueli just shook her head, forcing a bitter smile onto her face.
"It’s okay, it’s in the past. The important thing is that my sisters are safe... thanks to you." Her smile got a little brighter and they both just focused on the sunset, close enough to feel each other’s body heat.
After a brief mont’s hesitation, Yueli spoke. "You can stay here for as long as you like, but I really think you should leave as soon as possible."
"Uh? Why?"
"The red claw gang, they’re going to co back, and they’re going to co back wanting revenge.
I know you’re powerful, but even so, they have an expert of the seventh stage of the foundation realm and many others in the third and fourth realm."
"I really don’t want you to be in danger by getting involved because of our affairs..." She concluded.
Qingyi didn’t seem like a bad man, and she really didn’t want to see him get hurt because of them.
They already owed him so much.
Qingyi understood that thought well, but in the end, he just shook his head.
"Don’t worry about it. Since I’m already involved in this matter, I’ll stay until the end. I’m pretty sure I made things worse for you by killing those guys." Qingyi laughed confidently as he stood up.
A cultivator of the seventh stage of the Foundation Realm put no fear into him, and he wouldn’t allow anyone to touch those won.
No one but himself, of course.
A playful smile briefly appeared on his face before he forced a calm expression.
"But-" Qin Yueli tried to speak, but was interrupted.
"Why don’t we train a bit together? If you have any swords to lend , I’m already feeling rusty."
"But... what about your injuries?" Yueli asked.
Qingyi’s proposal made her eyes light up, but he was injured. How could they spar fairly?
"My body is already fine, the damage is only to my ridians. As long as I don’t use Qi, I’ll be fine."
Hearing those words, Yueli hesitated for a single mont before a big smile took over her face.
She was eager to see Qingyi’s power, even if he couldn’t use his Qi.
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