819: Chapter 819: A Prodigy of the Millennium 819: Chapter 819: A Prodigy of the Millennium Enveloped within the Five Thunder Formation, Su Chengyu suddenly opened his eyes, which contained lightning.
He then stood up, ford seals with his hands, and concentrated a sphere of thunder and lightning in his palms.
This sphere was continually compressed, so much so that even outside the Five Thunder Formation, one could sense the terrifying power of the thunder and lightning sphere in Su Chengyu’s hands.
“Heaven and earth, the dragon and the tiger clash, limitless heavenly thunder, heed my command!”
As Su Chengyu chanted, his body bathed in lightning.
With a push of his palms, he launched the sphere of thunder and lightning.
The force tore through the clouds, blasting a hole in the layers of dark clouds above Leisheng Ping.
“It’s done!” Huo ZhenTing said.
Su Chengyu flew out of the Five Thunder Formation and landed in front of Chen ngng and the other two, the lightning in his eyes slowly fading away.
“Thank you, Big Brother, for your guidance.
Today, I have finally mastered the True Way of Controlling Thunder.” Su Chengyu bowed in thanks.
“It is your extraordinary comprehension and the enlightennt you gained from the heavenly tribulation that allowed you to master the Thunder Technique so quickly.
When I practiced at Leisheng Ping, it took three hard years before the Heavenly Qi-breaking Five Thunder Technique showed slight achievent.
With the True Way of Controlling Thunder, cultivating the Heavenly Qi-breaking Five Thunder Technique will be much easier.
Congratulations are in order.”
Huo ZhenTing patted Su Chengyu’s shoulder.
“Congratulations, Master, on mastering the Thunder Technique today.” Yu Yanshu sincerely shared in Su Chengyu’s happiness.
“Fifth Senior Brother, how much longer until the Kunwu Realm opens?
Shouldn’t we be setting off?”
In the past few days, Su Chengyu had been imrsed in cultivation and had lost track of ti.
“The Kunwu Realm opened yesterday.
We need to set off quickly; everyone is waiting for you,” Chen ngng said.
Su Chengyu took out a piece of clothing from the Cui Xia Ring and put it on.
After saying goodbye to Huo ZhenTing, he headed down the mountain.
Su Chengyu asked, “Besides you and , who else is going to the Kunwu Realm for trials?”
“There are five other disciples going.
Ms.
Ji will also join us,” Chen ngng replied.
“What Realm is Ms.
Ji?”
“Golden Core Realm, but which specific layer, I am not sure,” Chen ngng answered.
The three returned to the small courtyard where there were no belongings to pack.
Yu Yanshu, holding Su Chengyu’s hand, was reluctant to let go.
“Master, you are going to the Kunwu Realm for trials, and Yan’er can’t be by your side.
Please, be very careful.
Yan’er will wait for your return,” Yu Yanshu said with a pitiable look.
Su Chengyu patted Yu Yanshu’s head and said, “Cultivate well.
I hope that when your master returns, you can give a surprise.”
“I won’t let you down,” Yu Yanshu said.
Originally, Master Cangqing wanted Yu Yanshu to go to Cuiyun Peak and cultivate under Master Cangxiu, but Yu Yanshu wished to stay at Chen ngng’s courtyard, so they obliged.
Master Cangqing would co every day to guide her cultivation, as Yu Yanshu was, after all, Master Cangqing’s personal granddaughter-disciple.
Su Chengyu waved goodbye and left with Chen ngng directly to bid farewell to Master Cangqing at Upper Pure Palace before descending the mountain.
Ji Yuzhu and four other disciples were already waiting at the mountain gate.
This ti, two people from Cuiyun Peak would participate in the trials in the Kunwu Realm; one was Ji Yuzhu, and the other was a third-generation disciple nad Bai Ling Shan, a disciple of the senior sister of Cuiyun Peak, and indeed a talented Cultivation seedling.
The other three included a disciple under Master Cangsung, one under Master Cang Lan, and another third-generation disciple who was the apprentice of Master Cangsung’s elder apprentice brother.
“Greetings to the two senior brothers and Ms.
Ji,” Su Chengyu greeted with a bow.
“Brother Su, if you had not co soon, we would have proceeded without waiting for you,” said Cai Zi Feng, a disciple of Master Cangsung, with a smile.
“I’m sorry for keeping you all waiting so long.”
“Little Uncle-Master, I heard that you were practicing the Thunder Technique.
Have you mastered it?” Bai Ling Shan asked quietly, her sweet look accompanying her soft voice.
“One could say I’ve made so achievents,” replied Su Chengyu, giving a slight nod.
Ji Yuzhu remained silent throughout, rely nodding at Su Chengyu as a form of greeting.
“Eh?
Why is there a dragon carved on this stele?
It seems out of place and even a bit provocative.”
At that mont, Su Chengyu noticed a stele standing at the gate of Mount Qingcheng.
It bore the inscription, “All transformations return to one; one returns to the void.”
The eight characters danced elegantly, surely carved by soone profoundly skilled in Daoism thod.
They looked naturally a part of the stele, but a life-like dragon had been added, marring the original harmony.
Clearly carved later, it overshadowed the eight characters and the sense of provocation was undeniable.
This stele was left by the founding ancestor of Mount Qingcheng, Master Qingcheng.
Overwheld with emotion upon his arrival, Su Chengyu was too focused on ascending the mountain to notice the dragon on the stele.
Upon hearing his words, everyone fell silent, none answering Su Chengyu.
Their expressions turned uncomfortable.
Even the usually impassive Ji Yuzhu, her eyelids twitching slightly, showed a change in her deanor as she glanced back at the stele with a complex look in her eyes.
“Big Brother, it’s a long story.
Indeed, this mark was left by soone else, a source of sha for our Mount Qingcheng, which is why it’s generally sothing we prefer not to discuss.
But now that you are a disciple of Mount Qingcheng, it’s alright for you to know,” explained Chen ngng.
“Who would be so audacious as to leave a mark on our ancestor’s stele as a challenge?” Su Chengyu wondered aloud.
“A Disciple of Mount Longhu, Long Xuan.”
“A disciple from Mount Longhu dared to mark our founding ancestor’s stele?
What terity!” Su Chengyu exclaid in shock.
“Back then, Long Xuan represented Mount Longhu and ca to Mount Qingcheng for a formal debate.
No one could stand against him, not even Big Master, who was easily defeated by him.
As a result, Long Xuan left his imprint on the stele, declaratively stating Mount Qingcheng was no match for him, rely boasting the na of one of the four great sacred lands.
He welcod Qingcheng disciples to challenge him at any ti.
If they could defeat him, he would personally co to Mount Qingcheng to erase the mark,” Chen ngng continued to explain.
“Losing the debate is beyond dispute, so our master didn’t allow us to erase the mark ourselves; it serves to motivate the disciples of Mount Qingcheng.
Sadly, nearly ten years have passed, and no disciple has been able to defeat him.”
“This person is extrely arrogant.
Mount Longhu is too presumptuous.”
Now a disciple of Mount Qingcheng, Su Chengyu felt indignant upon hearing of this past event.
Leaving a mark on the ancestral stele was akin to slapping the face of all Qing Cheng disciples.
“There’s nothing we can do; who told him to be the once-in-a-millennium prodigy from Mount Longhu?
He is Long Xuan, and he has the right to be so defiant,” Cai Zi Feng sighed.
“A once-in-a-millennium prodigy?
Is that true?” Su Chengyu stared dumbfounded.
Could this person’s talent surpass even that of the mbers of the Ancient Clan?
“It’s no exaggeration.
Big Brother, you do not know much about the cultivation world.
This is an era brimming with talents.
Mount Longhu is on the rise, producing an unparalleled genius, who overshadows the younger generation.
Nine Heavens Tower once made an assessnt, saying that even the fad twin heroes who once cut down demons were nothing compared to him.
Long Xuan alone, is considered to be on par with the twin heroes.
I needn’t elaborate on the weight of such an assessnt,” Chen ngng spoke sincerely.
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