Chapter 622: First Attack 1
Wushan · Wish Girl Gorge.
Amidst the swirling mist, Chang Yuqing, dressed in a black short dress and wearing deer boots with a Yin-Yang pattern, flew lightly through the mountains with a slightly curved black blade on her back.
Soon, she arrived at a flight of steps leading up the mountain, stopped, and looked up at the two guards standing there.
The mountain wind lifted her bangs, revealing a pair of bright, clear light red eyes.
"Has Master come out of seclusion?" she asked in a low voice.
The two guards had expressionless faces, nondescript appearances, but shared the same snow-white skin.
Upon hearing this, the one on the left replied.
"According to the regular schedule, it should be another hour, Senior Sister Qing. It would be better to return later."
Their eyes, incredibly, were also light red, like gemstones.
Chang Yuqing was not surprised. Ever since the Human Immortal Temple’s large-scale bloodline transformation a few months ago, everyone’s eyes had turned the light red of the bloodline.
She simply leaned against the mountain wall nearby and quietly waited.
Swish!
Suddenly, a red shadow flashed by, landing on the empty space beside her.
The newcomer was a burly middle-aged man with a longsword on his back. He wore a blood-red robe, and his eyes were a deeper dark red.
In the Human Immortal Temple, the richness of eye color somewhat represented the strength of one’s cultivation.
This man before her was one of the top experts directly under the temple master—Shadow Daoist.
"Miss Qing, you’re here too? It’s been a long time. How have you been lately?"
Shadow Daoist had long achieved the status of Grandmaster and carried an inexplicable rhythm in his words and actions.
"Thanks to Shadow Grandmaster’s blessing, I’m well," Chang Yuqing said, slightly frowning.
"I heard that Miss Qing broke through in her cultivation last month. Although your realm hasn’t reached it yet, your actual combat power has already attained the Super Grade level. Crossing into Super Grade in such a short time is commendable," Shadow Daoist said with a hint of an indescribable emotion in his voice.
"Shadow Grandmaster overpraises me. Without the realm, it’s all illusory," Chang Yuqing calmly replied.
She knew very well that without the exaggerated healing powers of the bloodline and the enhanced body strength, no matter how high her comprehension, she couldn’t have improved so quickly.
And now, she had almost reached the limit. Pure comprehension alone would make it difficult to advance further; the next step required practical combat experience.
After all, true realms are achieved through real battle.
For example, gaining the initiative against enemies and creating an Absolute Defense circle.
"Is there something urgent that brought Miss Qing here all of a sudden?"
Shadow Daoist knew that Chang Yuqing spent most of her time in secluded cultivation, so this sudden appearance clearly had a purpose.
"An incident occurred at Cituogang Port. The branch fell, and three ships loaded with medicinal supplies were seized and went missing due to the chaos.
I got the news that the invading forces should belong to the overseas alliance of the White Ten Sect," Chang Yuqing replied.
"I have heard of this too. Previously, the Great Spirit’s invasion forced the West to form a grand alliance, similar to a Great Sect Alliance.
Now that there’s instability within the Great Spirit, it seems this grand alliance intends to seize the opportunity for reprisal," Shadow Daoist nodded slightly.
"However, according to the latest reports, spirit troops near Citong have already collaborated with top experts from the Great Sect Alliance to suppress the situation, so it shouldn’t be a big problem."
Chang Yuqing shook her head, "I received news from my subordinates in the Upper Capital that the spirit troops dispatched to assist have been delaying their march on various pretexts. The Great Sect Alliance experts did set out, but encountered mysterious forces midway, and their current status is unknown. This battle may have been planned in advance, involving collusion inside and out."
"Collusion inside and out?" Shadow Daoist frowned, "What about the Great Sect Alliance’s response?"
"Unclear. But it’s certain that it will be a fierce battle. The storm is brewing, and the stakes are high, so I came to inform Master in advance," Chang Yuqing replied.
Shadow Daoist nodded and said no more.
For a while, both remained silent, waiting for the temple master to awaken from seclusion.
Time slowly passed.
Both waited patiently, simply closing their eyes and resting, quietly biding their time.
In the Human Immortal Temple, the temple master had increasingly cut down on public appearances over the past year, even reducing the time spent guiding disciples.
Most of the time was spent quietly in seclusion.
There were rumors that the temple master was practicing an extremely potent divine technique.
Others said the temple master was suffering from a severe illness, possibly battling it in secret.
But Chang Yuqing neither confirmed nor denied these rumors.
Hiss.
Finally.
Wisps of light red smoke drifted slowly from the Human Immortal Terrace.
"You, come up now."
Suddenly, a gentle voice floated down from above.
Chang Yuqing and Shadow Daoist exchanged a glance, then both activated their Body Technique, swiftly ascending, quickly passing dozens of meters of steps and landing one after the other on the edge of the Human Immortal Terrace.
The speed boost from the bloodline allowed their Body Technique to naturally surpass ordinary Martial Artists.
"Disciple (subordinate) greets the Temple Master!" both exclaimed, clasping their hands in salute.
On the Human Immortal Terrace, inside the newly opened Human Immortal Cave.
A dark red human figure, about a meter tall, slowly emerged from the red mist.
The person’s complexion was snow-white, with black-red eyes, the pupils resembling deep black holes, devoid of any reflection.
Their physique was also naturally proportioned, neither fat nor thin, even lacking a sense of muscularity, instead exuding the air of a frail scholar.
Their long hair hung down to the ground, pitch-black, like countless seaweed and weeds, sprawling over the surrounding ground.
"Qing’er, Ying San. You’ve been waiting below; is there something you need?" This was none other than Zhang Rongfang, who hadn’t left for a year.
For an entire year, he hadn’t gone anywhere, merely staying quietly within the Human Immortal Terrace, exploring the interim Taoyuan, while also compiling a new Five Qi Chaoyuan Cultivation Technique.
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