Chapter 45: The Death of Feng Baiyu
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“Book of the Great Path?”
Li Qingshan looked at the stele in surprise.
He had wiped at least a few thousand steles in the few years he spent on Repentance Cliff.
Those steles provided him with thousands of skills, but few with opportunities that allowed him to enter the illusions.
Li Qingshan slowly gained experience. He knew the steles that could allow him to enter the illusions contained powerful skills.
Therefore, this time, he greatly looked forward to the Book of the Great Path.
Closing his eyes, Li Qingshan slowly comprehended the Book of the Great Path.
“This is actually a book that can record the Great Paths one comprehends and help analyze them, allowing one to comprehend them more easily.” Li Qingshan looked at the stele before him in surprise.
Who was the original owner of that stele to actually have such a terrifying skill?
Recording and analyzing the Great Paths were the Book of the Great Path’s functions.
Although the Great Paths Li Qingshan had comprehended were considered more than his peers of the same cultivation plane, it was far from enough for the Saint Plane.
Now that he had the Book of the Great Path, it was like a strong reinforcement.
“What did you see?” Little Fox asked curiously.
Li Qingshan answered happily as he looked at Little Fox, “I saw something happy.”
Little Fox was not satisfied and pouted. Li Qingshan obviously did not want to tell it.
“Let’s go back.” Li Qingshan carried Little Fox and returned to the bamboo hut.
He wanted to study the Book of the Great Path properly.
In front of the bamboo hut, Li Qingshan was cultivating seriously. He sat cross-legged and cultivated his spirit to increase the strength of his body.
His soul was carefully studying the Book of the Great Path.
The vast knowledge brought by the Book of the Great Path was enough for Li Qingshan to study carefully and broaden his horizons.
“So the Great Paths in the world are also categorized into different types.”
“The Paths of the Human World is easy to comprehend. Whether it’s Earth,
Wind, Water, Fire, Rain, Thunder, Lightning, Yin, Yang, Life, or Death, all the
Paths comprehended in the Human World are called the Human World Paths.” “Compared to the vastness ot the cultivation world, the Paths in the Human World are just the foundation and the surface.”
“Only by breaking through the Human World Pass and reaching the Saint Plane can one see what the Paths behind are called.”
“The Paths that I have comprehended are only superficial ones. I have yet to understand them in depth. Now that I have the Book of the Great Path, I can engrave my Paths on it. And the Book of the Great Path will help me analyze them and deduce the Paths that I have comprehended to their peak.”
Li Qingshan’s mind was in a mess, and different thoughts came to his mind.
A black book with golden edges appeared in his Sea of Soul Consciousness. It flipped slowly, but it was empty inside.
Li Qingshan wrote down all the vicissitudes of life he had comprehended on the first page of the Book of the Great Path.
The vicissitudes of life portrayed a vivid picture.
The people of the world from all walks of life, from emperors to beggars, were clearly shown on the first page of the Book of the Great Path.
The Book of the Great Path did not only record lifeless words but clear Paths.
Li Qingshan drew the vicissitudes of life and for the first time, the Book of the Great Path had words, patterns, and pictures.
In the next second, Li Qingshan felt he was inextricably linked to the Book of the Great Path.
The Book of the Great Path was helping him analyze the vicissitudes of life.
Li Qingshan suddenly felt enlightened. As the Book of the Great Path analyzed, some areas that he had never paid attention to or forgotten in the past appeared clearly.
The vicissitudes of life.
People ate the same rice, drank the same water, and breathed the same air under the blue sky.
But that gave birth to all kinds of people.
Li Qingshan’s vicissitudes of life were all-encompassing and complicated.
If he were to comprehend them on his own, it would take him a long time, even if he had a forest of root bones supporting him.
Fortunately, he had the Book of the Great Path to help him analyze.
Li Qingshan also comprehended them himself, verifying ithem with the Book of the Great Path to develop a more perfect Path.
Time slowly passed.
Li Qingshan was intoxicated.
A young man living a quiet and solitary life.
The Great Paths were like wine. Li Qingshan seemed to be drunk while comprehending them. He danced casually in front of the bamboo hut.
He listened to the sound of the wind and made a punch, accompanied by the whistling of the wind.
He listened to the pulse of the earth and took a step forward, causing the earth to tremble.
He sensed the moisture of the water and used his fingers as a sword, making a slash in mid-air, and rain fell.
In the rain and the wind, Li Qingshan stepped on the ground and practiced katas.
Unknowingly, he wrote down three types of Human World Paths, Wind, Earth, and Water, on the second page of the Book of the Great Path.
On the same night, Li Qingshan’s cultivation level naturally crossed the Ninth Heaven Great Venerable and entered the Human World Pass.
That was the last plane known to be achievable in the current world.
The next step was to become a Saint.
However, in the past 3,000 years, there had never been a Saint in the world.
People could only fantasize. It had been thousands of years since the Saint had existed. What was left were posthumous works.
That was a glorious era.
But in current times, peerless geniuses reached the Human World Pass in just a few decades but could only be stuck for the next 2,000 or 3,000 years. They could not advance and could only die depressingly.
How sad!
In the latter half of the night, Li Qingshan was not sleepy at all. He held a teacup under the eaves and admired the rain he had shot down. His heart was heavy.
The road ahead was cut off.
If he could not unleash that sword slash, he would be like his predecessors, waiting for death alone.
A few decades passed quickly in the face of 3,000 years.
And the future stopped abruptly.
The good times could only be wasted. For geniuses determined to climb to the peak of cultivation, that was torture.
Li Qingshan was facing that problem right then.
He couldn’t sleep at his age.
He was thinking seriously.
In the end, he came to a conclusion.
“I need to comprehend more Paths and more skills to enrich myself so that I can unleash that sword slash in the near future!”
Li Qingshan’s gaze was firm. He looked at the sky covered by dark clouds and saw the moon.
Just as Li Qingshan was silently admiring the rain, a bell rang in the Yuhua Mountain.
Dang!
Dang!
Dang!
It rang seven times.
Li Qingshan frowned, “It rang seven times. That means the Sect Leader of Yuhua Sect has fallen.’
When he was still a genius of Yuhua Sect, the original owner had some knowledge of that area in his memories.
“Little Nine’s Master, Feng Baiyu, the Sect Leader of Yuhua Sect, and a Great Venerable. How could he have fallen?” Li Qingshan murmured.
He held the teacup. Although curious, he did not interact much with the Sect Leader of Yuhua Sect.
Therefore, Li Qingshan only spread his Primordial Spirit Power to see what was happening in Yuhua Sect.
At that moment, in the Sect Leader Hall of Yuhua Sect.
All the Elders rushed over and saw Feng Baiyu lying on the ground with a pale face and bloodstains all over his body. Everyone’s faces were filled with anger.
“Who did this?”
“Who injured the Sect Leader like this?”
“Have we caught the culprit?”
“Hurry up and save the Sect Leader.”
The situation was chaotic.
“All of you, quiet!” Suddenly, the Elder of Justice shouted angrily. His expression was cold as he looked around. His fierce gaze made all the Elders shut up.
The previous Sect Leader was constantly transferring True Qi into Feng Baiyu’s body to keep him alive.
Unfortunately, it was useless.
Feng Baiyu’s heart had already been dug out, and he was barely hanging on with his Great Venerable power.
He shook his head at his Master and said weakly, “Master, don’t waste your energy anymore.”
The previous Sect Leader was in tears, “Who did this? Who dealt such a huge blow? Tell me. Even if I have to risk my life, I will avenge you.”
He had always looked down on Feng Baiyu’s cultivation talent and felt he could not compare to his brilliant disciple, Wu Shaobai.
However, for decades, Feng Baiyu had been conscientious, leading the large Yuhua Sect forward with difficulty in the storm.
He proved he had not let down his Master’s choice back then.
“Master, I’m unfilial. I met some bad people on the way. I do not have much time left. Since all the Elders are here, our next Yuhua Sect’s Sect Leader will be Little Nine.” Feng Baiyu had been enduring the pain with his cultivation to announce that.
Little Nine looked at Feng Baiyu with tears and called out to him sadly.
She didn’t expect that her Master’s last words would be to publicly announce her inheritance of the Sect Leader position.
“I object!” Before Little Nine could express her stance, an Elder immediately objected.
“I also object. How can a young girl become the Sect Leader of Yuhua Sect?”
“I firmly oppose it. We will never listen to such a young girl.”
For a moment, several Elders stood up to express their dissatisfaction.
The rest of the Elders looked at each other. They didn’t expect that Feng Baiyu would appoint his disciple to take over the position before he died.
They felt that it was inappropriate. They felt that Little Nine had no experience and did not have the power to lead Yuhua Sect.
However, they did not jump out to object immediately. Instead, they looked at the two most important people of Yuhua Sect.
The Elder of Justice and the previous Sect Leader.
Both of them were at the Ninth Heaven Great Venerable Plane, so their opinions were very important.
The Elder of Justice didn’t say a word under everyone’s gaze. Instead, he walked up to Little Nine and bowed slightly, saying, “The Elder of Justice greets the Sect Leader.”
As soon as he said that, the entire hall was in an uproar.
The few Elders leading the opposition turned pale and looked at the Elder of Justice with an absurd expression.
He actually agreed!
The previous Sect Leader also approached Little Nine and bowed slightly,
“Greetings, new Sect Leader.”
The two strongest Elders of Yuhua Sect had recognized Little Nine as the Sect Leader.
The other Elders who were observing also extinguished the thoughts in their minds. They bowed to Little Nine and shouted, “Greetings, new Sect Leader.”
Little Nine looked at her Master.
Feng Baiyu used the last of his strength and nodded gently.
Little Nine’s expression darkened, “Elders, there’s no need to be so polite. The most important thing now is to guard Yuhua Sect and prepare for Master’s funeral.
After Little Nine agreed, Feng Baiyu smiled and passed away.
He was seriously injured and his heart had been dugged out. He had been hanging on with his True Qi because he wanted to see Little Nine inherit the position of the Sect Leader of Yuhua Sect with his own eyes.
Now that he had seen it, he had no regrets. As soon as his True Qi was released, he immediately passed away.
In Feng Baiyu’s heart, Little Nine, who possessed the Immortality Method and a limitless future, was the future of Yuhua Sect. No one else could do it.
That was not only his sentiment but also the sentiments of the Elder of Justice and the previous Sect Leader.
As early as a few months ago, the three of them had discussed that they would nurture Little Nine step by step to inherit the position of Sect Leader.
However, they did not expect the time to be brought forward so quickly.
On the Repentance Cliff, Li Qingshan’s primordial spirit saw everything that had happened.
He rubbed the teacup and said, “Little Nine still became the Sect Leader of
Yuhua Sect!”
“Is she going to let me out next?”
Li Qingshan suddenly thought of that question.
Hmm, a little serious..
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