A deafening roar shook the heavens as the giant red figure's leg smashed into the ground. The entire earth rippled open, spreading outwards like waves.
Fang Chenpei and his group of Golden Core cultivators reacted quickly, dodging the kick in ti. But they were still thrown back by the terrifying aftershock, coughing up blood and flying an unknown distance before they could stabilize themselves.
Bang—
One Golden Core cultivator crashed directly into the Tiancheng Sect's formation, slowly sliding down its surface, leaving a trail of blood.
Everyone within the Tiancheng Sect was stunned by this sight, their faces pale. The power was beyond imagination.
Xu Ning's heart pounded wildly, and he couldn't help but ask the thatched hut, "What was that? A demon? Sothing from the demon realm?"
The thatched hut replied, "It's a demon. A powerful one."
Xu Ning pressed, "But I've seen demons before, and they didn't seem to have this kind of power. Those were weak."
The thatched hut explained, "What kind of trash did you see? Just the inner demon of a Qi Refining stage cultivator. There are many kinds of demons. This one is a powerful demon seed from the Demon Realm, not even on the sa level. It's an ancient evil."
Xu Ning asked, his mind racing, "Does the demon soul I'm raising, once it reaches the Treasure level, have this kind of power? Could it be this strong?"
The thatched hut confird, "Of course it does. It's even stronger. Much stronger."
As Xu Ning and the thatched hut were talking, the dust finally settled over there.
Old Demon Yu Chen was gone, vanished. Fang Chenpei and the other injured Golden Core cultivators flew over to check the large crater left by the kick. It was massive.
Fang Chenpei's voice was grim. "The Demon's Descent isn't sothing to be used lightly. Old Demon Yu Chen's complete descent into demonic possession shouldn't be far off now. He's already lost. We need to be prepared for what's coming."
The other Golden Core cultivators nodded grimly and then took their leave, flying off in different directions.
Imdiately, Fang Chenpei flew to the gate of Tiancheng Sect and said softly, his voice carrying, "Thank you for the ssage from Tiancheng Sect. Qiuye Sect will rember this debt. May I take the remains of our Holy Son back to the sect now?"
Xu Ning stepped forward and bowed respectfully. "Senior Fang, you are too kind. Tiancheng Sect does not have any Golden Core cultivators and dare not presu. I will have soone send Brother Lan's remains to Qiuye Sect later with proper ceremony."
Fang Chenpei nodded, his expression softening. "Very well. Then I will take my leave. Farewell."
After saying that, Fang Chenpei flew away in a flash, disappearing into the sky.
Xu Ning then ordered soone to prepare to send Lan Chenliang's body back to Qiuye Sect with honor.
Xu Ning had already obtained the other party's spiritual root. He would take so ti later to go to the mortal realm to fulfill the other party's last wish. He owed him that.
Fortunately, the remaining items and resources he needed had been gathered. He needed to go to the mortal realm to undergo his tribulation and advance his cultivation. It was ti.
Returning to the thatched hut on Holy Son Peak, Xu Ning took out the storage bag that Lan Chenliang had given him before he died. It held his final possessions.
He wondered what kind of treatnt Lan Chenliang had received in the sect afterward after his foundation was damaged, which ultimately led him to choose to trust Xu Ning, whom he had only known for less than three days.
However, one can easily imagine the scorn and ridicule a once-proud genius would receive after his foundation was suddenly damaged, leaving him a cripple on the verge of death. His own sect had abandoned him.
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"Ah! Rest in peace. May you be reborn into a better life next ti," Xu Ning murmured softly before entering into cultivation, pushing the sadness aside.
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A day later, Miao Qingrou suddenly ca to visit, appearing at his door.
Xu Ning couldn't refuse to greet her. He had to be polite.
Upon seeing him again, Miao Qingrou couldn't help but smile warmly. "Saint Ye, congratulations on blocking the attack of the Golden Core demonic cultivator. Your formations are truly impressive."
Xu Ning replied flatly, "Presumably, Saintess Miao left in such a hurry because she was afraid of the Golden Core demonic cultivator attacking, right? You were wise to flee."
Miao Qingrou didn't hide anything and nodded generously. "That's right. I suppose the other saints thought the sa way. It was prudent."
Xu Ning smiled bitterly. The only one willing to stay had been Lan Chenliang, and now he was gone.
Thinking of this, Xu Ning lost interest in chatting with Miao Qingrou. Their conversation beca half-hearted and distracted.
After Miao Qingrou left, Xu Ning took out his master Miao Yunyi's communication talisman and activated it. "Old Deng, are you there?"
Miao Yunyi quickly replied, his voice crackling. "What is it, my good disciple? You rarely contact ."
Xu Ning asked, "Do you still have a family in the mortal realm? Any descendants?"
Miao Yunyi said, "Yes! But I haven't paid attention to it for over a hundred years. I don't know how it is. I left long ago."
Xu Ning pressed, "You don't care about your family? At all?"
Miao Yunyi's voice was dismissive. "I don't have any descendants, why would I care! My cousins back then weren't very nice to . I owe them nothing."
Xu Ning revealed, "I t soone here, also surnad Miao. Maybe she's a descendant of Master's family. A young woman nad Miao Qingrou."
Miao Yunyi snorted. "It has nothing to do with . Tell her not to try to claim kinship. I'm already tired enough managing a sect. I don't have ti to take care of relatives and descendants who suddenly appear out of nowhere. I have enough to deal with."
Xu Ning changed the subject. "Alright, is Tianbao Sect stable now? Any more attacks?"
Miao Yunyi said, "Of course it's stable. We've recovered. By the way, when are you, the Holy Son, coming back? Also, have you reached Foundation Establishnt yet? You've been gone so long."
Xu Ning hedged. "Master, I'm very comfortable here. It won't be more than a thousand or eight hundred years... He won't co back!"
Miao Yunyi's voice rose. "What? You traitorous disciple, say that again! I'll co drag you back myself."
Xu Ning quickly said, "Master, I have sothing to say. It's about Foundation Establishnt. Master, have you heard of the ancient tis? The ancient cultivation paths?"
Miao Yunyi paused. "I've heard so things. What's wrong? Why do you ask?"
Xu Ning explained, "I'm currently following the path of the ancient Qi cultivators, the old way. So Foundation Establishnt is extrely difficult for . Either my life is exhausted and I perish, or I forge an unparalleled foundation that will make stronger than any in this era."
Miao Yunyi was silent for a mont, then said slowly, "No wonder. I thought you, as a master of alchemy, array formation, weapon crafting, and talisman making, shouldn't lack resources. How could you not have reached Foundation Establishnt yet? So that's what you were planning all along."
Xu Ning continued, "Master, in this era, my path is destined to be a dead end. I should have about forty years left in my lifespan, which may not be enough. Please prepare yourself. I wanted you to know."
Miao Yunyi was silent for a long ti, then sighed deeply. "Knowing it's a dead end, why did you still choose it? Why walk a path that leads nowhere?"
Xu Ning answered softly, "Life has its own brilliance! I also want to live my brilliance, even if it's brief. I want to see how far I can go."
Miao Yunyi's voice was heavy. "Hmm! If you need help, you can ask your master. I'll do what I can."
Xu Ning said, "Okay. Thank you, Master."
After ending the communication, Xu Ning entered a state of cultivation, focusing his mind.
However, what bothered Xu Ning a lot was that Miao Qingrou often ca to see him afterward. They didn't talk about anything important, just so trivial matters. She lingered.
This annoyed Xu Ning to no end. He had rejected her subtly, but she persisted.
That day, Luo Xiu delivered relevant investigation data through the crow, a thick packet.
Xu Ning glanced at it and found that Miao Qingrou was indeed a descendant of his master Miao Yunyi's family in the mortal realm. She should be Miao Yunyi's great-grandniece, several generations removed.
So strictly speaking, Xu Ning should be considered her grandmaster by seniority. It was an awkward connection.
Just then, Miao Qingrou ca to see Xu Ning again, as usual.
This ti, Xu Ning's gaze towards Miao Qingrou was different. It was the gaze one would give a junior, distant and proper.
Miao Qingrou noticed the change in Xu Ning's gaze imdiately and asked warily, "Saint Ye, why are you looking at like that? What's different?"
Xu Ning said, "Saint Miao! I suppose you don't know, but I co from the Red Sea Mountains. There, I have a master nad Miao Yunyi. He is from the sa family line."
Miao Qingrou was stunned upon hearing this, completely dumbfounded. Her eyes widened.
Xu Ning continued, "According to my investigation, that should be from your ancestor's generation. Your great-grandfather's brother, I believe. So by seniority, you're my grand-disciple. Several steps removed, but still."
The words "grand-disciple" kept echoing in Miao Qingrou's mind, making it difficult for her to react for a mont. She stood frozen.
Looking at Miao Qingrou's expression, Xu Ning felt a surge of amusent. How could he not understand her thoughts? He had subtly rejected her several tis, but she still wouldn't give up. Now, let's see if she'll still persevere!
Imagine you like soone and start pursuing them, and then they tell you they're your grandfather—how would you feel? The awkwardness was overwhelming.
Miao Qingrou was in that state, stunned and motionless for a long ti, her face cycling through emotions.
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