Qingchan Comes Out of Seclusion, Advancing Further (Seeking Monthly Passes)

In Thunderous Roar Great City, the Gu Family's stronghold.

An extremely subtle spiritual fluctuation spread out, only to vanish in the next moment.

Inside the cultivation chamber, spiritual light shone brilliantly, an indescribable aura filling the air.

Gu Qingchan sat cross-legged on a cloud-like couch, her light blue skirt blooming like a lotus, as deep as the azure sky, or as profound as the essence of cold ice.

Beneath the flickering light blue streams, a palm-sized, crystalline ring hovered before Gu Qingchan.

The ring seemed to possess sentience, its light blue streams swirling like meteors streaking across a deep night sky.

"After months of arduous cultivation, I have finally taken another step forward!"

Gu Qingchan slowly opened her eyes, which shone as brightly as stars.

Ever since meeting Senior Night Owl, her mind had been clear. Using the token of their affection, she entered seclusion for arduous cultivation, charting the image of the Heavenly Mandate.

Now, her efforts had culminated in perfection. With the inscription of six Spirit Patterns, she had finally reached the peak of the Jade Balance Late Stage, according to traditional definitions.

But...

Her ambitions soared to the heavens. She aimed to inscribe seven, or even eight, Spirit Patterns, to break through the three stages of advancement, overcome the Pass, achieve Celestial-Human unity, and attain the realm of a Martial Dao Celestial.

Buzz~

The spiritual light flickered, and the Wishful Exquisite Ring, her lifebound Divine Weapon which she had refined multiple times, was absorbed into her Spirit Platform between her brows.

Beneath Gu Qingchan's peerless elegance was a porcelain-white, doll-like face. A light blue mark on her forehead bloomed outwards, and the stream of light that was the Wishful Exquisite Ring completely vanished.

By normal standards of quality, the Wishful Exquisite Ring would not have met the criteria for being absorbed into the Spirit Platform. However, unlike ordinary Divine Weapons, the Wishful Exquisite Ring, as a lifebound Divine Weapon, possessed inherent special properties.

The Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden True Scroll she cultivated recorded a unique method: the art of refining a lifebound Divine Weapon.

Practitioners of the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden True Scroll could only possess one lifebound Divine Weapon in their lifetime.

And she had chosen the Wishful Exquisite Ring.

This item, lost and then found, was a gift from Senior Night Owl. It contained her experiences and the thoughts of her inner demons. By refining it into her lifebound Divine Weapon, she could overcome the barrier of her inner demons.

Over the past few months, her Martial Path Realm had advanced, and she had also elevated the quality of the Wishful Exquisite Ring to the category of a Powerful Divine Weapon.

She possessed the Top Divine Weapon, Snow Soul Silk, and thus did not think much of ordinary Powerful Divine Weapons. But a lifebound Divine Weapon was different.

As her lifebound Divine Weapon, the Wishful Exquisite Ring naturally resonated with her. When activated with the essence of the Mystic Maiden, it could unleash terrifying power.

Even if the Wishful Exquisite Ring remained as it was before, a mere ordinary Divine Weapon, under her activation, it could possess incredibly potent enhancements, enough to display the might of a Powerful Divine Weapon.

Now that its quality had been improved, and activated through the lifebound refining method, the power it unleashed was likely to approach that of a Top Divine Weapon.

As a Gu Family Elder, Gu Qingchan managed the Gu Family's interests in Thunderous Roar. She possessed many treasures.

However, more than half of the precious ores and materials were consumed by the Wishful Exquisite Ring.

Using the essence of the Mystic Maiden to refine a lifebound Divine Weapon allowed for the addition of precious materials and spiritual aids to continuously improve the Divine Weapon's quality.

The improvement in the Wishful Exquisite Ring's quality was naturally due to her efforts.

Through her refining and the investment of a large amount of resources, the Wishful Exquisite Ring was now very close to the level of a fine product among Powerful Divine Weapons.

In fact, if she hadn't lacked a crucial ore, she might have pushed herself to refine her lifebound Divine Weapon to the level of a fine product among Powerful Divine Weapons before exiting seclusion.

However, that was clearly not possible now.

"The precious ore is missing..."

Gu Qingchan's eyes shone like stars, light blue streams flowing, making her appear like an ice and snow empress in charge.

This peerless ice and snow empress slowly rose, her wide sleeves unfurling, her face like the rosy glow of dawn.

Her flowing light blue gown shimmered, and the light blue mark on her forehead pulsed with radiance, further enhancing Gu Qingchan's originally elegant and noble demeanor into one of absolute grace.

As soon as Gu Qingchan emerged from seclusion, the Gu Family's stronghold was quickly shaken.

"Greetings, Elder!"

"Congratulations on your emergence from seclusion, Elder!"

"..."

Amidst the congratulatory voices, Gu Qingchan also learned of the events that had transpired during her seclusion.

"Issue orders to all parties, the public outcry regarding the mountain expedition, decisive actions... The Blood Owl Gang submits, the Left Path Alliance bows its head, the Black Spirit Gate is willing to comply, and the Five Directions Family's Universe Control Division impeaches?"

"Ping'an is removed from his post in Thunderous Roar!?" Upon receiving the final piece of information, a chilling glint appeared in Gu Qingchan's star-like eyes.

"Do they dare to bully my Gu Family, thinking we have no one!"

Gu Qingchan stood atop a pavilion, overlooking the entire Thunderous Roar Great City. Her eyes were lowered, still like a frozen deep pool.

"It seems I have been in seclusion for too long, and some people have forgotten that Thunderous Roar is not solely the Gu Family's domain."

The news of Gu Qingchan, a Gu Family Elder, emerging from seclusion spread throughout Thunderous Roar Great City with extraordinary speed.

For a time, Thunderous Roar was shaken.

Some were filled with anxiety, some remained indifferent, and others watched with cold detachment.

The various factions in Thunderous Roar reacted differently, their emotions intertwining.

However, one thing was certain: the Gu family's dormant influence surged once more the moment Gu Qingchan emerged from seclusion.

From the moment Gu Qingchan, wielding the Ice Soul Divine Needles, took charge in Thunderous Roar, the title of the Thunderclap Mountain Range's foremost expert had already fallen upon her.

"Thank you for your trouble."

On the same afternoon Gu Qingchan announced her emergence from seclusion, a graceful swordsman with bright eyes and a handsome face arrived at the entrance of the Gu family's encampment.

"May I trouble you to announce me? Feng Wuhen requests an audience."

The steward guarding the entrance dared not be negligent. He bowed respectfully and said, "Lord Feng, please wait a moment."

Then, he scurried inside to deliver the message.

Given the Gu family's prestige in Thunderous Roar, this level of deference would normally not be necessary. However, Feng Wuhen was no ordinary person. As the chief vassal of the Thunderclap Town Pacification Office, he was a true magnate at the highest level of the organization.

Furthermore, with the recent boost from the campaign against Demonic Cultivators, Feng Wuhen's reputation was at an all-time high. Even families like the Gu family treated him with utmost respect.

Although the Gu family was doing slightly better, without any specific instructions or directives, they naturally wouldn't dare to show any disrespect or offense.

"Qingchan..."

Feng Wuhen stood before the Gu family's encampment, his face filled with anticipation.

After several months apart, his longing had only grown more intense. If there had been no hope at all, it would have been fine, but now that there was hope, the yearning was difficult to suppress.

Upon hearing that Qingchan had emerged from seclusion, he had rushed over immediately, observing all the proper courtesies for a personal visit.

The steward who had gone inside had been gone for a long time, and there was still no reply.

Gazing at the vast Gu family encampment, Feng Wuhen hesitated, suddenly feeling a sense of anxious uncertainty.

Could Qingchan be unwilling to see him?

It's true, Qingchan just came out of seclusion and is likely busy. If there's no urgent matter, she wouldn't easily make time. I'm just being overly worried and made a misstep.

Should I leave now? Or perhaps leave a message to express my apologies? Or should I wait a little longer?

Even though Qingchan probably doesn't have time to see me, what if she does...?

As the expected reply was delayed, a hint of anxiety began to surface beneath Feng Wuhen's calm expression.

Having been rejected so many times, he had, to a certain extent, become immune. Yet, sometimes, the hardest part wasn't the rejection itself, but the moment before the outcome was revealed.

He was filled with both anticipation and worry, his heart in turmoil, swinging between hope and fear.

The more anxious he felt, the longer the outcome seemed to take to be revealed.

The entire process was incredibly taxing on his mental energy.

Even a cultivator as accomplished as the Cloud Concealing Swordsman, a Top Grandmaster, couldn't help but fall into such a state when waiting for a reply from the person he admired.

At the entrance of the encampment, the few stewards on duty kept their eyes focused, their minds calm, and their expressions neutral, not daring to look too much.

Feng Wuhen's admiration for the Elder was an open secret. His previous willingness to marry into the family and his subsequent rejection had even become a laughingstock throughout the province.

However, while people might chuckle behind his back about some things, openly displaying it was a different matter entirely.

Especially when the person involved was a magnate of the region.

They dared not look too closely, fearing that if they saw Feng Wuhen's expression and his mood changed, he might notice something strange.

This was to avoid inadvertently causing trouble, which would truly be an undeserved disaster.

In the deathly silent understanding, Feng Wuhen's inner torment was truly difficult to describe.

There should be news soon, right!?

Qingchan will see me, Qingchan won't see me, Qingchan will see me...

Amidst Feng Wuhen's anxious uncertainty, a steward from the encampment ran out with a hurried gait.

"Lord Feng, the Elder requests your presence."

Upon hearing this, Feng Wuhen felt as if he had heard heavenly music. His eyes lit up, and his expression was filled with unspeakable joy.

"Qingchan is seeing me!"

Filled with immense happiness and excitement, Feng Wuhen finally met the Gu Qingchan he had longed for.

Having experienced many rejections, he now truly understood what it felt like to be accepted.

At this moment, without a doubt, Feng Wuhen was happy.

Qingchan finally understood his true feelings.

Looking at Gu Qingchan before him, Feng Wuhen suppressed his inner excitement and respectfully greeted her, "Greetings, Elder."

"Lord Feng, you are not a member of my Gu family, so there's no need for such a title," Gu Qingchan's voice was like a clear spring, flowing into Feng Wuhen's heart.

"My apologies, Wuhen. Please do not take offense, Great Grandmaster." Looking at the stunning beauty not far away, Feng Wuhen's mind was in a daze, as if he were dreaming.

Today, Gu Qingchan possessed a certain imposing and commanding aura that was more pronounced than in his memories. Every gesture and movement exuded the demeanor of someone in a position of power.

With her jeweled hairpins and light blue palace dress, she was breathtakingly beautiful, like an empress wielding authority, looking down upon the entire world.

Gazing at the beautiful woman before him, admiration flickered in Feng Wuhen's eyes. During their conversation, he couldn't help but take a small step closer.

Gu Qingchan's starry eyes sparkled, and her delicate brows furrowed slightly, but she said nothing.

Feng Wuhen's heart was filled with excitement. He felt that today was the most exhilarating day he'd had in months.

"Closer, closer, one step nearer."

Even after leaving, Feng Wuhen remained immersed in this feeling, deeply satisfied and full of anticipation.

Qingchan barely spoke to him this time, mostly asking about the matters concerning the Reckless Saber, Chen Ping'an. But he didn't feel dejected at all. Instead, he felt a fire ignite within him, burning fiercely, its flames soaring.

Even though Gu Qingchan had clearly told him long ago that her heart belonged to someone else and that he shouldn't harbor any illusions or improper thoughts, as long as he saw a glimmer of hope, he wouldn't feel dejected. Instead, he felt brimming with fighting spirit.

Love is a very personal matter.

Whether Qingchan liked him or not had no bearing on his own feelings.

Feng Wuhen's eyes sparkled with brilliance, his face radiant as he strode out of the entrance to his encampment.

Qingchan, I'm here. I've always been here.

One day, if you just turn around, you'll find I've always been here.

Feng Wuhen murmured silently in his heart.

One day, I will prove that I am your true match.

Feng Wuhen, full of high spirits, strode forward as if stepping into a new world.

"Imperial decree to enfeoff the Blood Owl Gang."

Gu Qingchan, clad in a light blue long dress, stood still on the jade steps of the grand hall.

There were some things she could understand, but there was still a certain information gap.

Although she could resolve it with some time, it just so happened that Feng Wuhen had come, and asking him would be just as effective.

Regarding the encirclement and suppression of demonic cultivators and the journey to Thunderous Roar, as one of the parties involved, Feng Wuhen's information should be more accurate than from general channels.

As it concerned Chen Ping'an, she didn't want to waste too much time. Naturally, the sooner she could grasp the situation, the better.

She had known about Feng Wuhen's feelings for her for a long time.

When faced with his admiration, she had repeatedly refused him. In the early days, she had even considered Feng Wuhen's reputation and hadn't been direct enough.

But from the moment Feng Wuhen was willing to become a live-in son-in-law just to become her Dao Companion, she had made her stance and attitude extremely clear.

She, Gu Qingchan, already had someone she favored. This feeling would last until the seas dried up and rocks decayed, and she would never change in this life. For her entire life, Gu Qingchan's heart would only hold one person. She asked Feng Wuhen not to think otherwise.

After that, whenever Feng Wuhen came to visit, she mostly refused him and maintained a distance.

But looking at Feng Wuhen's demeanor today, it was clear that he hadn't taken her words to heart at all.

If it were in the past, Gu Qingchan might have been somewhat annoyed, but by today, she could remain as calm as still water.

For some matters, if repeated rejections failed to yield the desired outcome, then completely ignoring them was the best response.

The more one entangled with something and the more one refused it, the harder it became to break free.

Rather than being wishy-washy, it was better to present a clear attitude.

In fact, if Senior Night Owl were willing, she would immediately form a Dao Companion bond and completely sever ties with these troublesome romantic entanglements.

But...

Gu Qingchan unfurled her wide sleeves, her long dress swaying. She descended the jade steps, a faint blush appearing on her delicate and fair face. Her thoughts drifted, as if she were back to that night.

"Whatever Qingchan has, if Senior desires it, feel free to take and use it at your leisure."

Under the dim lamplight, it illuminated Gu Qingchan's face, delicate and rosy, as soft as rosy clouds, full of expectation. Her light blue palace dress was adorned with shimmering pearls and gemstones, carrying the profundity of the starry sky, and a hint of indescribable dreaminess.

"Could it be that Senior's heart is truly as hard as stone?"

That was when she had offered herself, only to be rejected by Senior Night Owl. She bit her lower lip, her face etched with a mournful expression, her dark hair clinging to her face, giving her a somewhat tragically beautiful appearance that evoked pity.

But Senior's heart...

Was as hard as stone.

Without a hint of lingering affection, he turned and left.

"Senior."

Gazing at his departing back, she let go of her pride and ran straight after him.

"Tonight, stay, won't you?"

Her cheek rested against Senior's back, her figure trembling, filled with hope and longing.

But...

Gu Qingchan's thoughts returned, and all she saw was a scene of silent stillness.

Outside the grand hall, the vibrant life of the entire garden seemed to dim in comparison.

"Senior Night Owl..." With a flash of inspiration, Gu Qingchan produced a coarse cloth shirt in her hand. It was the most common and ordinary style found on the market, but she treated it like a rare treasure. She hugged the garment, her eyes filled with affection and longing.

"Fate brings us together and fate separates us. Flowers bloom and flowers wither. If there is fate, we will meet again. If there is fate, then today's connection will continue..."

Buzz~

Inside the room, the Four Directions Command Flags and formation flags fluttered, circling the four directions.

A colorful treasure bead, suspended in mid-air, emitted brilliant multicolored waves of light.

Chen Ping'an sat cross-legged, his focus absolute.

After many days of preparation and long accumulation, the spirituality he had infused into the treasure bead's outer layer had met the requirements. Now was the crucial moment.

If he could advance further, everything that followed would be a natural progression. But if he failed, it would take many more ten-day periods to attempt it again.

Success or failure hung on a single thought.

A spiritual light flashed between Chen Ping'an's brows as he pushed the three breakthroughs of his Martial Path Realm to their absolute limit.

At this very moment, any slight oversight would lead to his failure.

Under his control, the spirituality spread out in an orderly fashion, beginning to envelop the Dream Illusion Pearl.

The pearl had an invisible barrier around its exterior, exerting immense resistance, making it difficult for spirituality to approach. The spirituality he had infiltrated over these many days naturally met the requirements for coverage.

Once the spirituality had fully covered it, it would mean he could begin the actual refining process.

If there were any residual traces, he could use a slow, steady process to cleanse the imprints. If not, it would be even simpler, allowing him to imprint his own unique mark.

Hummm~ Hummm~ Hummm~

Within the room, spiritual light continuously vibrated.

But under the concealment of the Azure Flame Four Directions Command Flags, every change in spiritual light was contained within this space.

Chen Ping'an controlled it with extreme care. His control was incredibly precise, and he could manage every minute change.

This level of control, in addition to what his Golden Finger Panel naturally provided, was inseparable from his long-term cultivation.

Time slowly passed, and he didn't know how long it had been.

Finally...

The last trace of spiritual energy fell into place, and the spiritual power completely covered the entire Dream Illusion Pearl.

"It's done!"

Chen Ping'an's expression was one of joy, and his mind relaxed.

With the spiritual coverage complete, the next step was the formal refining.

With the prior groundwork laid, the rest would be a natural progression.

Based on his past experience, whether he could successfully refine it was only a matter of time.

Regarding time, he had ample patience.

It had taken him several months to refine the Black Mystic Iron Mask, and he had even greater patience for the Dream Illusion Pearl.

Chen Ping'an's expression brightened, and he refocused his mind.

Boom!

As his spirituality surged forth in unison, a roaring sound seemed to echo in his ears.

"What is this..." Chen Ping'an's face showed shock. From his spiritual perspective, he witnessed an incredibly astonishing scene.

In an boundless space akin to a galaxy, a dreamlike, illusory pearl emitted waves of light, dazzlingly brilliant, illuminating the entire expanse.

Countless chains were wrapped around the pearl, preventing its waves of light from spreading unimpeded, instead casting patches of mottled shadows.

Within this space, the pearl was astonishingly large, and so were the countless chains.

Here, in his spiritual perspective, Chen Ping'an could only feel his own insignificance, as if he were less than an ant before an eternal, ever-present sun.

Mottled colors surged around him, flowing with waves of light, grand and majestic, dreamlike and colorful.

"These chains..."

Chen Ping'an gazed intently, discovering that extremely intricate Spirit Patterns were inscribed upon these chains, densely packed, forming entire lengths of chain.

There was more than one chain wrapped around the colorful pearl. Chen Ping'an tried to count them, but his vision was momentarily blurred.

Some chains appeared to be two, but upon closer inspection, they became one. Some seemed to be one, but as they coiled further, they appeared to be another.

They intertwined, merged, layered upon each other, constantly interacting.

"Refine!"

Chen Ping'an steadied himself, extending his spirituality towards the outermost chain.

Compared to these chains, his spiritual energy was pitifully small.

Yet, this energy instantly traversed the vast space, touching the chain without any obstruction.

"It really works." Chen Ping'an was delighted in his heart and began the refining process according to the method.

Hummm~

The spiritual light trembled slightly. In front of the immensely vast chains, it appeared extremely tiny, like an erosion, corroding a minuscule part within the chains.

These chains seemed like inanimate objects, showing no reaction to his erosion.

As his spirituality continued to erode, the Spirit Patterns of these seemingly dead chains actually lit up with a faint glow. Though weak, it was undeniably real.

"The Spirit Patterns are divine!"

At this moment, Chen Ping'an had a realization.

What grade of precious treasure was this?

Emerging from his consciousness space, Chen Ping'an's face still held a look of shock.

The breathtaking scene he witnessed through his spiritual senses, a dreamlike, boundless expanse, left him with lingering fear.

Such grandeur and scope were far beyond what ordinary precious treasures could achieve.

Chen Ping'an's heart surged, then slowly calmed.

When he opened his eyes again, his inner state was as tranquil as still water.

"However, no matter what, it's still a step forward."

After days of preparation, he had infiltrated the treasure bead's outer layer with his spiritual senses, entering its internal space and witnessing that dreamlike scene. His understanding of the Dream Illusion Pearl had deepened.

Furthermore, although the spiritual energy he used to enter the treasure bead's internal space this time was not substantial, he had still made considerable progress.

In terms of refining the treasure bead, he had taken another step forward.

Chains were wrapped around the treasure bead, as if an otherworldly force had locked it tightly. If Chen Ping'an wanted to completely refine this Dream Illusion Pearl, he would need to remove all these chains.

The method to remove them was simple: use his spiritual senses to erode them, trigger their otherworldly nature, and fully illuminate these chains.

The chains were covered in extremely intricate spirit patterns and restrictions. If he could illuminate them all, he would be able to control the treasure bead as if it were an extension of his own body.

Once the chains were removed, the treasure bead's swirling luminescence would be unobstructed, and it could unleash its full power.

However, as things stood, there was a vast amount of work awaiting Chen Ping'an before that day could arrive.

Based on his current judgment, the spirit patterns and restrictions on these chains could not be triggered or illuminated by ordinary spiritual energy. It was likely exclusive to soul power; ordinary spiritual senses couldn't even penetrate, let alone illuminate them.

Chen Ping'an had found a loophole, using his immensely profound spiritual energy and the perseverance of dripping water wearing through stone to achieve an effect similar to soul power.

Fortunately, this step, from what he could see, was entirely feasible.

As long as it was feasible, that was enough for Chen Ping'an. Even if he only progressed a little each time, as long as it was continuous, he would eventually succeed in refining it.

He looked forward to this with great anticipation.

Chen Ping'an was prepared for a protracted battle in refining the Dream Illusion Pearl.

It had taken him several months to refine the Black Mystic Iron Mask, so for the Dream Illusion Pearl, he planned to dedicate even more time to the struggle.

It might be slow at first, but as his cultivation broke through and his martial path progressed, this situation should gradually improve.

However, he believed in taking things step by step. The current first stage was to use his spiritual senses to trigger and illuminate one chain.

Previously, when Chen Ping'an was eroding the chains, the realization that struck him was that the fewer chains locking the treasure bead, the stronger its effects would be.

Once a chain fell off, the Dream Illusion Pearl might undergo a different transformation.

The process of refining the treasure bead was also the process of removing the chains.

However, at this current stage, this was painstaking work that could not be rushed.

"A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step! Dripping water can wear through stone, and a single spark can start a prairie fire. Persevere!"

Chen Ping'an's spirits lifted, and he closed his eyes once more.

Hum~

Spiritual light flashed within the room, much like the youth's unwavering initial aspiration.

For the next few days, Chen Ping'an dedicated himself entirely to cultivating his techniques and permeating spiritual energy.

After several days of preparation, he would focus his mind, control his energy, erode the chains, and illuminate the spirit patterns.

The first time was unfamiliar, the second time familiar. Doing it the second time, his speed was considerably faster.

However, the chains were incredibly massive. From the perspective of his spiritual senses alone, they were over a thousand zhang long.

Each time, he could only illuminate a small section of a chain. There was still a long road ahead to fully illuminate a chain.

And the chains entwined around the Dream Illusion Pearl were far more than just one.

Yet, the greater the difficulty of refining it, the more Chen Ping'an looked forward to the Dream Illusion Pearl. Whether it was the mutual injury mechanism with the Heavenly Luo Saintess, the Pact of Illusory Dreams, or his need for a true protective treasure and trump card, all of it made him engrossed in this endeavor.

Whenever he had free time, he would seep spiritual energy into it, drop by drop, to lay the groundwork.

Once the permeated spiritual energy accumulated to a certain level, he would focus his mind and begin the refining process.

During these days, besides refining the Dream Illusion Pearl, cultivation of techniques was, naturally, also of paramount importance.

After cultivating the Seven Kill Heavenly Dipper Fist to Great Accomplishment, he shifted his focus to practicing the incomplete Guanghan Sword Skill. It wasn't that he didn't want to push the Seven Kill Heavenly Dipper Fist to Perfection in one go, but in terms of cultivation experience and return on investment, practicing the Guanghan Sword Skill at its current stage was the most cost-effective choice.

Additionally, there was a small element of personal interest mixed in.

However, compared to the grand undertaking of cultivation, these were all minor matters. The core reason was still the matter of cost-effectiveness.

Yes, it must be.

Perhaps due to the advancement of his realm, Chen Ping'an's progress in practicing the Guanghan Sword Skill was not slow.

With the added benefit of the Snow Spirit Leaf, the cultivation speed of the Guanghan Sword Skill was not at all slower than that of the Seven Kill Heavenly Dipper Fist.

Hum~

The room flickered with spiritual light until it dimmed.

Chen Ping'an slowly opened his eyes.

Name: Chen Ping'an

Realm: Jade Balance Late Stage - Three Breakthroughs (Shell Breakthrough)

Martial Arts: Azure Sun Blood Refinement Method (Entry Level) (0/5760), Turbulent Phoenix Dance · Yin-Yang Pivot (Entry Level) (0/8640), Guanghan Sword Skill (Incomplete) (Entry Level) (521/2880), Grand Void Wind Riding Step (Small Accomplishment) (0/5760), Seven Kill Heavenly Dipper Fist (Great Accomplishment) (0/9600), Overlord Saber (Perfection), Seven Absolute Divine Skill (Perfection), Ten Thousand Demons Body Forging Art (Perfection)

"521 points."

Chen Ping'an's expression was calm, like an ancient well without ripples.

"I've been in the state city for a while now, it's time to head to Xuan Ling."

Xuan Ling Major City was located in the Mystic Spirit Province Border, and the distance from Azure Dragon Province City was not short.

It was fine when he was in Thunderous Roar Great City, but now arriving at Azure Dragon Province City, it would add several days of travel time.

If he were to travel by ordinary carriage, it would likely take even longer.

However, Chen Ping'an had a clear objective, and this time he planned to travel alone.

Both his speed and flexibility would be greatly enhanced. The only drawback was that it might delay his cultivation progress.

But with the Xuan Ling auction about to be held, he didn't have much time to dawdle and preferred to focus on efficiency.

Having resigned from Thunderous Roar and being idle in the state city, there were no other hindrances to making this long trip.

However, he still needed to make the necessary reports.

Right, tomorrow, he would go to the Province Town Pacification Office to find Ning Zhengyue, and then pay a visit to the Gu Family.

With the groundwork laid previously, this trip would proceed smoothly without any issues.

As Chen Ping'an made up his mind, he slowly closed his eyes.

On the same afternoon that Chen Ping'an was contemplating, a letter was delivered to him from the Thunderclap Mountain Range.

"Hmm?"

Chen Ping'an's gaze flickered, his expression somewhat complex.

"Gu Qingchan is inviting me to travel to Xuan Ling together?"