"Hurry and go take over Still Water Peak. From today onward, you also have your own peak, and you must work even harder."
"This disciple understands."
Lu Wangchuan quickly went to take over Still Water Peak, driving out all the disciples who had originally belonged to Yun Mengyao's faction.
As the saying goes, new emperor, new courtiers; these people were all remnants of Yun Mengyao, and it was inevitable that some would harbor hidden hatreds against him, leaving no telling when they might secretly dig a pit for him.
And those disciples who defected to him were merely grass in the wind—what use was there for such disciples?
After Yun Mengyao seized his master's immortal cave, she had not decorated it much into the boudoir typical of ordinary female cultivators. It remained simple and bleak, the floor paved with stones made from spirit stones, making it clear that she had indeed practiced cultivation with utmost seriousness over the years.
This immortal cave was situated in the prime location of the entire Still Water Peak, best suited for drawing in the spiritual Qi and power of the sect's spiritual veins, and Lu Wangchuan could simply step right in and use it.
Numerous elders belonging to the Law Enforcement Hall lineage also came forward successively to offer their congratulations. Lu Wangchuan simply entertained them and reaped another massive haul of resources.
Coupled with the resources at the peak master tier, he could now be described as rolling in wealth.
Therefore, after simply sending two letters separately to his master and his elder sister, Lu Wangchuan once again entered deep, secluded cultivation.
The reason the Sect Leader showed favor to him was because he valued his talent.
The Divine Water Sect was not the strongest sect in the Great Wilderness, merely a relatively strong one within the borders of the tiny Da Qian Empire. There were heavens beyond the heavens and people beyond people, and the emergence of a higher-tier powerhouse could drive the entire sect to elevate by a notch.
Yet the protection of others was never his own ability; only strength that belonged to oneself brought peace of mind.
Several days later, in a corner of the mountain wilderness in Yi Zhou.
A martial artist dressed in white robes stood with his hands clasped behind his back, facing a group of children who had just stepped into the path of martial arts to give a lecture.
"Those who practice martial arts emphasize essence, Qi, and spirit! If you wish to practice martial arts, you must first establish your resolve. Without a powerhouse's heart, no matter how strong your training becomes, it is merely an empty shell."
Right at this moment, a figure ran over quickly.
"Instructor Lu, there is a letter for you. It's from the Divine Water Sect."
Hearing the three words "Divine Water Sect," his solemn expression instantly softened, revealing a trace of a smile.
"For now, all of you review yesterday's fist techniques once more. I will impart a set of Life Nurturing Art to you in a moment."
"Yes!"
The disciples began to practice, while Lu Xianyuan walked aside holding the letter, and the youth who delivered it followed up with a smile.
"It must have been sent back by Senior Brother Lu. He has surely already gained a firm foothold in the Divine Water Sect by now."
"Indeed."
Lu Xianyuan opened the envelope, wanting to see what Lu Wangchuan had written. Over two years had passed; he should have broken through to the Dantian Realm by now, right?
To this day he himself was only twenty years old, and breaking through to the Dantian Realm at twenty meant there was hope of breaking through to the Celestial Human Realm before the age of thirty.
However, when he opened the envelope and took out the letter paper inside, his body trembled instead, and immediately his eye sockets turned red as two lines of clear tears involuntarily rolled down.
The youth cautiously stepped forward to take a look, only to see that on the pure white letter paper, there was only a single bright red seal.
Impressed upon it were four striking characters—Still Water Peak Master!
"Instructor Lu, what is wrong with you? Did something happen to Senior Brother Lu?"
Lu Xianyuan wiped away his tears, folded the letter paper like a prized treasure, tucked it into his bosom, and then broke into a tearful smile.
"No. Your Senior Brother Lu has made something of himself! All of you must practice diligently. In the future, if you go to the Divine Water Sect, there will be someone who can look after you."
"Really? Since Senior Brother Lu has made something of himself, then why don't you go back to the Divine Water Sect to take a look, Instructor Lu?"
Lu Xianyuan shook his head with a gratified smile.
"That place no longer belongs to me. It belongs to you young people. Once your cultivation is accomplished, go and see the scenery of the Divine Water Sect on my behalf."
Time flew by in a flash, and in the blink of an eye, another year had passed.
In this year, Lu Wangchuan turned twenty years old!
At present, the youthful greenness between his brows had already faded, replaced by a measure of maturity and steadiness.
In this past year, Lu Wangchuan's cultivation had already reached the mid-to-late Transforming Sea Realm. According to his estimation, in at most another year, he would be able to successfully break through to the third layer of the Celestial Human Realm—World-Suppressing Level.
Normally, according to the proportion, he should have been able to break through within a year, but there was a very serious problem: insufficient resources.
Having previously obtained double the peak-master-tier resources, coupled with the gifts from numerous elders, Lu Wangchuan had originally thought he could last for a very long time. Yet unexpectedly, it only lasted for two months in the end, and the remaining time meant he essentially relied on his cultivation technique to practice on his own, with no further resource amplification.
The eighteen layers of the Azure Emperor Longevity Art digested medicinal pills and absorbed spirit stones at far too fast a pace!
Yet this year he could only claim the double peak-master-tier resources once more, and no one would send gifts anymore, leaving him short of a sum of expenses.
Moreover, the stronger his cultivation grew, the less benefit medicinal pills and lower-to-middle-grade spirit stones provided. Therefore, wanting to break through would still take at least another year!
Unless there were more resources to assist him, but this was obviously not easy to accomplish.
Even so, being able to maintain this cultivation speed left Lu Wangchuan quite satisfied.
A person had to know contentment.
Tapping open the information light screen once more, Lu Wangchuan began to check his stats.
Name: Lu Wangchuan. Cultivation: Transforming Sea Realm. Qi and Blood: 18749. Technique: Azure Emperor Longevity Art (eighteen layers Great Perfection), Prajna Dragon Elephant (nine layers).
In a year's time, the Prajna Dragon Elephant had already been elevated by Lu Wangchuan to the ninth layer. Coupled with the enhancement in his cultivation, he was already capable of bringing out a single-layer strength of one hundred thirty thousand catties from the Prajna Dragon Elephant.
The ninth layer of the Prajna Dragon Elephant could already unleash a terrifying force of one million one hundred seventy thousand catties!
This was precisely the terrifying aspect of the Prajna Dragon Elephant as a top-tier forbidden technique.
No one who had reached his current cultivation could possibly cultivate the Prajna Dragon Elephant to this level; geniuses like Zhao Yanlong, backed by countless resources, had only cultivated it to the sixth layer so far.
Lu Wangchuan felt that slaying enemies across realms was absolute child's play for him now, requiring not the slightest doubt.
He still had over ten thousand points of Qi and blood, but Lu Wangchuan did not directly allocate them to the Prajna Dragon Elephant.
He needed to improve his speed.
The movement technique he currently used was still the minor, unranked Heavenly Dipper Eight Steps from before, which severely restricted his speed. Even if he could slay enemies across realms, failing to catch up with his opponent would be rather awkward.
Now that a year had passed, it was also time to collect his resources once more, visit the Library Pavilion, and incidentally understand the situation that had unfolded outside over the past year.
Thinking thus, he quickly arrived at the Resource Hall.
Just as he reached the Resource Hall, he ran into Chen Qingquan.
"Wangchuan! You've emerged from seclusion."
Chen Qingquan was also pleasantly surprised. Lu Wangchuan nodded, noticing that one of his sleeves hung empty, and could not help slightly raising his brows.
"What happened to your arm?"
Chen Qingquan gave a self-deprecating smile.
"This year the flames of war among the Seven Great Sects have grown increasingly fierce, and the fighting between us and the Heavenly Martial Sect has also reached an impasse. Look, half a year ago Martial Aunt Lin and I went out to execute a mission and were ambushed. Martial Aunt Lin had half her face ruined, and an arm of mine was severed as well."
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