Chapter 34: Is This Truly What You Mean, Disciple?
After seeing off the Lord of the Great Wasteland City,
Li Yun glanced at the sky outside.
It was already deep into the night.
He stretched lazily and stood up.
At that moment,
Liu Chengxue walked out.
“It seems your master has abandoned you.”
Li Yun said with a smile.
Ren Qingtu had come in the morning, ascended to the Saint Realm by noon, and it was now evening, yet he hadn't returned to take his disciple with him. It seemed he had no intention of doing so.
“My master... may have his own plans,”
Liu Chengxue said after a pause.
The unique thing about the Lord of the Heavenly Mechanism Tower was that anyone who had been there once would certainly realize that her master had left her here, perhaps intending to foster a good relationship with the Heavenly Mechanism Tower.
Liu Chengxue understood this clearly.
At present,
the patriarch of Da Luo Sword Sect had just passed away, and the sect was in a precarious situation. If any news leaked, the sect could be destroyed in an instant.
It was understandable that her master wanted to use his connections with senior figures to gain an advantage.
“Don't think too much about it. Maybe he simply forgot about you...”
Li Yun's voice was soft.
“Senior, you're reading my thoughts again...”
Liu Chengxue's face flushed slightly as she lowered her head.
She had known for a long time that Senior could read people's minds. With her current cultivation, not even a Saint Lord could deceive him.
“Ahem...”
Li Yun felt a bit embarrassed. He waved his hand and said, “It's just a habit.”
He casually closed the system panel and started walking upstairs, saying as he went, “It's getting late. You should rest early.”
“Uh...”
Liu Chengxue paused, her curiosity piqued. Wasn't Senior going to cultivate?
Soon, she realized: indeed, with Senior's strength, he might have long reached the pinnacle of cultivation.
Why continue cultivating?
...
Da Luo Sword Sect
The towering sacred peaks floated in the void, like sharp swords, soaring into the clouds.
Between the peaks, divine light surged, auspicious clouds rose, and disciples dressed in white robes with sword patterns embroidered on the cuffs flew by on their swords.
At this moment,
a streak of light flashed across the sky, and the oppressive aura of a Saint made people's hearts race.
The person was none other than Ren Qingtu, the Sect Master of Da Luo Sword Sect.
Upon entering the sect,
Ren Qingtu maintained his speed and flew directly toward the back mountains.
“Was that person just now... the Sect Master?”
“Couldn't be, right? Maybe it was some elder. That was Saint-level power. The Sect Master may have achieved great accomplishments, but he's still not at the Saint level.”
“But that Da Luo Sword intent—who else but the Sect Master could wield it?”
“Are you stupid? The sect masters from each generation cultivate the same techniques. How do you know it wasn't the previous Sect Master?”
“Well... that's true.”
...
Ren Qingtu's passing sent shockwaves through Da Luo Sword Sect. Countless people looked in the direction he had disappeared and began to discuss among themselves.
They watched as the streak of light vanished toward the back mountains, all with expressions of realization.
It really was an elder, wasn't it? Otherwise, why would he head directly toward the back mountains?
After all, that's where the supreme elders secluded themselves. Even the Sect Master usually wouldn't tread there easily.
Da Luo Sword Sect
Back Mountains
Ren Qingtu descended from the clouds and arrived in front of a hill. He bowed and said in a deep voice, “Disciple Ren Qingtu, seeking an audience with Master!”
After his words fell,
there was a long silence before an old voice slowly responded.
“So it's Qingtù. Come up.”
“Yes, Master!”
Ren Qingtu replied, raising his foot to walk up the hill.
At the top of the hill,
a small pavilion sat atop.
At this moment,
two old men were sitting across from each other in the pavilion. One held a white chess piece, unable to decide his next move, while the other stroked his white beard, smiling confidently.
“Ren Qingtu greets Master, greets Uncle-Master.”
“Oh?”
Upon hearing the voice, the elder holding the white chess piece smiled bry, set the piece down, and looked at Ren Qingtu. “Has my disciple arrived? Is it something regarding the sect's matters... Hmm? You've attained the Saint Realm?”
“Attained the Saint Realm?”
The other elder's expression changed, and he turned to look at Ren Qingtu.
“To not hide from Master and Uncle-Master, I have indeed attained the Saint Realm,”
Ren Qingtu said respectfully.
“Qingtù, have you encountered some kind of fortuitous encounter?”
One of the elders asked with a hint of curiosity.
They were familiar with Ren Qingtu—his talent and potential were exceptional. It was expected that he would become a Saint eventually, but it certainly shouldn't have happened so soon.
At the very least, he wouldn't have achieved it within 500 years.
“Uncle-Master is right. I did indeed receive guidance from a powerful person and entered a cave heaven where I obtained the legacy of an ancient Saint. That's how I reached the Saint Realm.”
Ren Qingtu said respectfully.
“Guidance from a powerful person?”
The elder with the white beard raised an eyebrow, exchanged a look with the other elder, then turned back to Ren Qingtu and asked, “Disciple, who is this powerful person you speak of?”
“This senior is called the Lord of the Heavenly Mechanism Tower. His strength is unfathomable. I used four Saint Lord-level weapons to exchange for a piece of information from him!”
Ren Qingtu said. After a brief pause, he continued, “With this information, I entered a cave heaven called Greenwater Cliff and obtained the opportunity to attain the Saint Realm there!”
“Good!”
Ren Qingtu's Master clapped his hands in admiration and said loudly, “I didn't expect you to have such good fortune, Qingtù. Now that you've attained the Saint Realm, don't forget to thank that senior.”
“Disciple understands, but there's another matter I've come to discuss.”
Ren Qingtu's face reddened.
He hadn't even gone back to the Great Wasteland City to pay his respects; instead, he rushed straight to Da Luo Sword Sect. It wasn't that he didn't want to go to the Great Wasteland City, but he simply couldn't afford the time.
The news of his ascension to the Saint Realm would soon spread across the world.
The holy lands near the Hundred Breaks Mountains would certainly take action.
And there was also Yang Qiu.
This person was different from others—he possessed a method for breaking arrays. If he returned to the Nine Nether Demon Sect first and handed over this method to the sect's leader, the opportunity at Greenwater Cliff might fall into someone else's hands.
That's why Ren Qingtu had come back first—to secure the opportunity for himself.
“Another piece of news?”
Ren Qingtu's Master asked curiously, “What is it?”
“In that place of opportunity, not only is there a method to attain the Saint Realm, but there are also countless heavenly treasures. If we can seize it, Da Luo Sword Sect will surely rise to new heights!”
Ren Qingtu swore confidently.
“Mm?”
When Ren Qingtu spoke, his Uncle-Master furrowed his brows and said in a low voice, “Are you certain there are countless heavenly treasures?”
“Yes!”
Ren Qingtu nodded.
“A treasure so precious, and that senior gave you four Saint Lord-level weapons in exchange?”
His Uncle-Master asked, perplexed.
This was too strange, everything about it seemed unusually suspicious.
“In fact, it's true. That senior only sells information, nothing else. He once said that there's nothing he doesn't know in this world. If the price is right, bringing Da Luo Sword Sect back to its former glory is certainly not impossible.”
Ren Qingtu smiled bitterly.
“Hiss—!”
Hearing this,
both elders sucked in a cold breath.
This was a bit terrifying.
Da Luo Sword Sect was in a weakened state, on the brink of collapse, but if it could be brought back to its former glory... would that mean they could forcefully push forth a Great Sage-level existence?
“Disciple, are you serious?”
Ren Qingtu's Master asked with a solemn expression.
This was a matter of great importance for Da Luo Sword Sect's future.
“Absolutely!”
Ren Qingtu said firmly.
“In that case, it seems we should both go out and take a look.”
After a moment of silence,
Ren Qingtu's Master said softly.
That day,
two Saint-level auras soared into the sky, heading straight for the Hundred Breaks Mountains.
As they left the mountains,
Ren Qingtu made a copy of the array-breaking method he held and sent it to his Master. With this jade slip,
at the very least, they could safely enter Greenwater Cliff.
As for Ren Qingtu himself...
He needed to stabilize his cultivation, since he had only just broken through.
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