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Half a month passed, and the Mist Butterfly had already reached the Ninth Transformation.
Unlike when the Sword Butterfly reached the Ninth Transformation, the Mist Butterfly had an additional trait.
[Fog Concealnt] allowed one to adjust their Spiritual Energy fluctuations.
Didn’t this an one could disguise their cultivation level?
Chen Qing tried it out, and from the first to the ninth level of Qi Refinent, he could almost easily imitate each one.
Of course, this was only imitation, the cultivation level was still what it was, but it would look different to others.
This ability to fake cultivation, combined with his Clothes Changing Divine Skill, gave him confidence to disappear in a crowd.
After amusing himself by imitating the ninth level of Qi Refinent for a while, he sat on the cushion, "Imitation is ultimately fake, but fortunately, this past six months of hard cultivation, drinking Spiritual Ginseng Wine daily, has almost brought to the fourth level of Qi Refinent."
This cultivation speed was already considered fast.
After all, not everyone could afford to drink Spiritual Ginseng Wine daily until full.
As the day of the Winter Hunt drew nearer, Chen Qing grew increasingly uneasy.
The previous incident with Zhang Yangdao felt strange to him.
It was said that Wutong Mountain also suffered an attack from the Lotus Cave, which always gave him a sense of conspiracy.
Who the hell would provoke two neighbors at the sa ti?
It’s surely better to destroy one before the other!
Could it be the people of Wutong Mountain secretly plotting?
War was looming, and he had to quickly increase his strength, otherwise, when chaos ensued, self-protection might be difficult.
It seed he had to attend the Winter Hunt, as what he lacked most now was actual combat experience.
Moreover, he lacked an accurate assessnt of his own strength, mainly due to the lack of opportunities to act.
During the Winter Hunt, with a large number of cultivators at the fifth and sixth levels of Qi Refinent, mixing with those he could take down with a single sword made him feel at ease.
This could more or less count as facing enemies beyond one’s level, right? It’s not bullying.
It was ti to transform the Wind Gu into a butterfly, and take the ti to go down the mountain to buy an Iron Skin Gu.
What Chen Qing did not expect was that his cultivation broke through to the fourth level of Qi Refinent first!
After the breakthrough, he consolidated his cultivation, and after a period of practice, felt more confident.
If he continued to drink Spiritual Ginseng Wine, it would take about two and a half years to break through to the fifth level of Qi Refinent.
Spiritual Ginseng Wine was better, but unfortunately couldn’t be bought in large quantities.
Lying on the stone bed in the basent, he fixed his gaze on his Light Gu.
Travel ten thousand miles and observe all creations.
Once he reached the pinnacle of the Qi Refinent Realm, it would be ti to set out on a humble journey.
December 8th.
The night before the Winter Hunt.
All the disciples of the War Affairs Hall on Wuyou Mountain had returned from outside, gathered in the War Affairs Hall, listening to Ye Yuntian’s instructions.
"This ti, we must bring back at least ten Sword Gu!"
Competing for Gu in the cultivation world was unlike competing for other treasures; it was more like contending for orthodoxy.
Only with Sword Gu could one qualify to beco a Sword Cultivator.
Chen Qing returned to the front of his cave dwelling, crossed the iron rope bridge in three steps, and landed on the platform in front of his dwelling.
The Sixth Transformation Wind Butterfly was indeed useful!
His speed had increased significantly, and he moved like flying.
He listened to the noisy sounds coming from the War Affairs Hall in the distance; unfortunately, the Iron Skin Gu was only at the Ninth Transformation, and it would take a few more days to finish consuming the materials for its advancent.
It should barely be enough!
The next day.
The mighty procession of the War Affairs Hall on Wuyou Mountain set off, with Ye Yuntian leading the group himself, bringing as many as twenty-four people.
Although many were at the fifth and sixth levels of Qi Refinent, at least a dozen were at the seventh level.
With the Shadow Hall responsible for support, an estimated forty people mobilized.
They almost emptied the nest.
Chen Qing stood on the mountainside, watching everyone leave, then left ahead, heading to the Spirit Plant Hall, where he found the Spirit Plant Elder.
"Elder, now that the Sword Abyss Winter Hunt has started, I suppose there aren’t many cultivators in other places."
"And I have barely made a na for myself, with hopeful prospects for cultivation, so I want to return to my hotown, sever my ties with the mundane world. Please grant permission!"
The Spirit Plant Elder pondered for a mont, "You have the opportunity for Foundation Establishnt, and indeed, it is ti to sever ties with the mundane world."
"Now, many disciples from sects nearby are heading to the Sword Abyss, so it is indeed quite safe."
"If Qingshuang had not gone to the Sword Abyss with them, I would have asked her to accompany you."
"Sigh, go early and return early!"
Chen Qing bowed and cupped his hands, "Thank you, Elder!"
After tidying up at his cave dwelling, Chen Qing shouldered his pack and descended the mountain, leaving the market town, walking on a forest road he had never trodden before, feeling entirely tense.
Damn it!
Why did I impulsively decide to explore?
I just stepped out and already feel anxious!
Chen Qing, you have killed soone at the seventh level of Qi Refinent, don’t be scared!
He found a large tree and sat leaning against it, thinking for half a day until he assured himself that even if he encountered several cultivators at the ninth level of Qi Refinent, he could escape with confidence, then felt sowhat relieved.
Ultimately, this venture was necessary.
These current situations weren’t overly dangerous, and this step had to be taken.
He stood up, surrounded by silence, not even a sound of a bird. In an instant, he transford into fog, and within less than a breath, landed once again. At this ti, he was wearing tattered robes.
He reached out to take the bronze mask he retrieved during his fog transformation and wore it. He did not channel his consciousness into the bronze mask, using it rely to hide his identity.
He twisted his body. Through the Fog Gu, he adjusted his Spiritual Energy fluctuations to the eighth level of Qi Refinent.
"From now on, I am an Evil Cultivator of the Jiguang Sect."
With a light step, he was already over six feet away, feeling his terrifying speed. Chen Qing experienced such exhilaration for the first ti!
The Wind Butterfly was already at the Sixth Transformation, yet he had only used it within his cave dwelling.
Now, deploying it for the first ti in the outside world, it turned out to be so exhilarating!
Watching the trees swiftly passing by, Chen Qing stepped on the treetops, moving as if on flat ground between each large tree, becoming increasingly skillful.
Quickly racing through a forest, Chen Qing suddenly saw a cultivator hurrying in the opposite direction ahead on the ground, and he recalled a crucial point.
Which direction was the Sword Abyss?
"What the... what just sped past?"
The cultivator on the ground exclaid.
Chen Qing doubled back, landing on a tree in front of that cultivator, "Excuse , which way is the Sword Abyss?"
At the first glance of Chen Qing, the twenty-sothing-year-old cultivator almost collapsed in shock.
Bronze ghost mask!
Jiguang Sect!
Unlike other sects, which moved mostly in groups, Jiguang Sect mbers always traveled alone!
Even more bewildering was that Jiguang Sect followers were nearly everywhere in the world!
Other sects had fixed bases.
But Jiguang Sect was everywhere.
The fact that they moved alone and spread across the world suggested only one thing: that the personal combat power of Jiguang Sect mbers was exceptionally strong.
Being questioned by Chen Qing, the first words out of the cultivator’s mouth were not an answer, but: "Friend of Jiguang Sect, I hail from the Yin Yang Sect, and not far behind , there are many of my fellow disciples!"
Chen Qing thought, were you this nervous?
Yin Yang Sect usually road the West Desert, how could they be here?
And, did mbers of the evil sect call each other fellows?
"I’m just asking for directions."
The cultivator breathed a sigh of relief, pointing in the direction behind Chen Qing, "The Sword Abyss is over there!"
Chen Qing looked back, realizing he had been running in the wrong direction for the last hour.
He turned and sped away, while the questioned cultivator wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, "I knew I shouldn’t have sneaked down the mountain to the Sword Abyss."
"Since Jiguang Sect is here, it’s best not to get involved."
As he raced along, Chen Qing grabbed a few frozen pears along the way for sustenance, then continued his wild dash.
With the Wind Butterfly, running wasn’t tiring at all; it was genuinely comfortable!
There was a real sense of longing to ride the wind back ho.
At nightfall, Chen Qing raced down the road under the dim moonlight, seeing firelight erge from a distant valley.
Before he could head forward to check, a voice called from afar, "Which fellow daoist is there?"
Chen Qing opened his hand, and the Light Gu flew out, illuminating a radius of thirty feet.
The person on watch who saw the bronze ghost mask and Light Gu in Chen Qing’s hand knew unmistakably this was Jiguang Sect.
"Ah, so it’s Jiguang Sect’s fellow daoist. We are from Taiping Sect; since we have t by chance, why not join us at our camp for a drink?"
Taiping Sect?
That sect inciting rebellion among the common people to overthrow Da Yan?
Why not go have a look?
After all, I’m also from an evil sect; what is there to fear?
And I’m from the famous Jiguang Sect; what is the Taiping Sect in front of Jiguang Sect!
"Let’s go have a look then."
Chen Qing replied.
The man quickly walked out of the dark bushes and lit a lantern, guiding Chen Qing towards the valley.
Upon reaching the entrance of the valley, Chen Qing stopped, choosing not to go any further.
Following you here was fine, but wanting to enter your camp, that’s not happening!
Seeing Chen Qing halt at the valley entrance, the man gave an awkward smile, "Fellow Daoist, don’t be hasty, I will imdiately inform Senior Sister."
In no ti, a woman clad in a green Daoist robe ca with seven or eight others.
The woman appeared to be in her early thirties, with a cultivation level at the ninth level of Qi Refinent.
Being in the ninth level of Qi Refinent in her thirties was indeed unusual!
With such formidable cultivation at her age, she must hold so significance in Taiping Sect.
"This fellow daoist of the Jiguang Sect, how should I address you?"
Chen Qing thought for a mont, "Taiyi."
The sole follower from the Taichu Sect.
The woman was slightly surprised, then smiled, "I am Xiang Baiyu; would the daoist friend be interested in joining in ambushing so righteous cultivators nearby?"
Hmm, does this an I’ve infiltrated the enemy first?
Chen Qing asked, "Which righteous cultivators?"
Xiang Baiyu said, "Why, the people of Lotus Cave."
Good heavens, those bastards from Lotus Cave causing so much trouble were the righteous ones!
"What benefits co from ambushing them now?"
Xiang Baiyu replied, "The daoist speaks wisely; of course, we plan to ambush them upon their return from the Sword Abyss, to kill and seize the Gu!"
Chen Qing rubbed his chin, "A seventy-thirty split!"
Xiang Baiyu seed slightly displeased, "Daoist friend, you’re alone; isn’t asking for thirty percent a bit much?"
Chen Qing chuckled, "You may have misunderstood."
"Thirty percent is yours."
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