Six-Winged Golden Silkworm Transformation! Fourteenth Lifetime Ends!

A desolate starry sky.

Lu Qingfeng, dressed in a green robe, stood atop a meteorite as large as a mountain. His white hair swirled and his white beard fluttered, giving him an ethereal appearance.

Behind him stood a young man in a brocade robe.

His face was as resolute as if carved by a knife, with a cold and stern expression. Upon closer inspection, a fierce look was clearly revealed between his brows, impossible to conceal.

Lu Qingfeng gazed at the starry sky and observed the universe.

The boy stared intently at Lu Qingfeng's back, his eyes constantly revealing a fierce aura.

"Six Wings".

"Do you still remember how many days you've spent by my side?"

Lu Qingfeng had his back to the boy. Although his hair and beard were white, his back was straight, his gaze was still fixed on the depths of the universe, and his voice was clear and resonant.

"Reply, teacher."

"It has been 2,785 years since the Six Wings were ignorant and unaware."

The young man in brocade robes was like a golden spear, full of murderous True Intention.

"Two thousand seven hundred and eighty-five years."

How merciless time is!

Lu Qingfeng stood with his hands behind his back, and couldn't help but sigh.

He obtained the Polarity Cosmic Light Disk from the Polarity Star and then captured the Six Wings silkworm. Unbeknownst to him, he had been around for almost three thousand years. The Six-Winged Golden Silkworm was initially a larva, cruel and without intelligence. Lu Qingfeng took it by his side and Enlightenment with the Yellow Court Great Method, opening its wisdom.

Over the course of a century.

Enlightenment five sessions of enlightenment to finally awaken a sliver of intelligence in the Six Wings creature from its violent consciousness.

Fifty years from now.

For hundreds of years after entering the starry sky, the Great Law continuously created and explained various principles to him.

Finally, a sliver of intelligence was allowed to grow strong within the brutal and volatile nature rooted deep within the body and soul, enabling reason to suppress this nature.

From then on.

Embarking on the path of spiritual practice.

More than two thousand years have passed, Six-Winged Golden Silkworm of yesteryear has long since become a demon king comparable to Core Formation True Person cultivator. He has become a disciple of Lu Qingfeng, a cultivator.

He transformed into a handsome young man.

The Six-Winged Golden Silkworm is Primordial World species from the primordial era, and its existence is limited after the great calamity. However, those with great fortuitous opportunity, like the Six Wings golden silkworm, who have found a renowned master, awakened their intelligence from their impetuous and ignorant state, and embarked on the path of cultivation, are absolutely unique in heaven and earth.

A person is about to die.

I always find myself reminiscing about the past.

With a sudden smile, Lu Qingfeng turned around and looked at the last disciple in the Black Star Realm, who was also the disciple who had followed him the longest.

Although there was a fierce look between Six Wings's brows, deep in his eyes was endless affection and sorrow.

"Foolish child."

Lu Qingfeng stretched out his palm, which remained as white as jade.

The Six Wings creature bowed its head, just as it had been Enlightenment countless times in past lives.

This time.

Lu Qingfeng, however, did not rush to use his great technique.

Looking at the Six Wings with its head bowed, he sighed, "Cultivation has always been extremely difficult. You were originally Six-Winged Golden Silkworm, with no hope of cultivation. I have guided you into the path, which means you will surely experience countless tribulations in the future. I don't know if this is the right thing to do or not."

Initially.

He painstakingly Enlightenment the Six-Winged Golden Silkworm, merely to test the power of the "Enlightenment" technique. As they spent more time together, their bond deepened, and the teacher-student relationship grew stronger, yet a lingering concern arose in their hearts.

After the Six-Winged Golden Silkworm was led into the path and its wisdom was awakened, troubles arose immediately.

Whether it will bring fortune or misfortune is truly unpredictable.

Six Wings bowed its head, silently listening to its teacher's teachings.

Lu Qingfeng shook his head, casting aside his melancholy, and continued, "Now that you have entered the Mystic Sect, you must cultivate diligently. Do not act wickedly according to your nature, otherwise even if Heaven and Earth do not punish you, your master will not forgive you if I find out. The Six-Winged Golden Silkworm clan has wreaked havoc on Heaven and Earth, creating countless Karmic Power consequences. Now that you have entered the Dao, you will find it difficult to escape punishment in the future."

If someone bullies you, you may retaliate. If someone tries to kill you, you may kill them.

"But remember, killing is only for the sake of protecting the Way, and is by no means an instinct. Only by guarding the heart that is devoted to the Way can one hope to attain Immortal Dao and Changsheng. Otherwise, one will surely fall into the Demon Dao, return to one's ignorant nature, and find it difficult to transcend."

Over his ten-plus lifetimes, Lu Qingfeng has taken in many disciples.

Everything is left to fate and destiny.

He was most worried about this young disciple who was fierce and taciturn, yet still possessed a sliver of Zhenshan.

For over two thousand years, he has traversed the cosmos, imparting countless wisdoms.

At the very last moment.

He was still chattering on and on.

Six Wings showed no impatience, listening quietly, the sadness in the depths of his eyes growing ever stronger.

Suddenly.

The teacher's voice stopped in his ear, and just as Six Wings was about to look up, a roar came from his mind.

Enlightenment!

Six Wings was very familiar with this, so he did not resist and silently endured it.

Having cultivated for over two thousand years, the "Prison-Warding Five-Thunder Heart Scripture" brings forth countless mysteries, and the magnificent Five Thunder Orthodox Method fills the heart, using the righteous path of heaven and earth to suppress the cruel and violent nature within.

Then it turns.

Countless profound mysteries of the Minor Thousandfold Thunder Prison surged into his mind, and his already mastered Divine Ability advanced by leaps and bounds.

And finally.

The Mystic Sect) meditation Divine Ability, the "Iceheart Formula," is recited aloud in the heart to purify the mind and dissolve the endless stream of malevolent energy.

After a while.

The pain pierced his soul, and he could no longer continue, falling out of the mysterious state.

Despite his weakened state, the Six Wings creature strained to lift its head, only to see its teacher with flowing white hair and a kind face. Its vital energy was steadily declining—

The Dharma Gathering the Core Formation!

Core Formation True Core!

Core Formation, Void Core!

He quickly fell below the Core Formation Stage, only reaching the Spirit Void level, and continued to decline.

Six Wings felt an indescribable sorrow in his heart; his human body was in excruciating pain.

"Teacher."

Six Wings watched as his teacher's aura gradually weakened until it was almost imperceptible. Seeing the smile on his teacher's face, he reached out a hand to grab the hem of his teacher's clothes.

However.

He reached out with one hand.

But it is nothingness, it is already an illusion.

The figure with white hair and beard vanished silently into the world, leaving behind only a last trace of a kind smile, a roll of iron certificates, and a compass lying on the ground.

There is nothing else.

"Teacher."

Six Wings's eyes stung. He withdrew his hand and ran it across his face. He stared blankly at the wet marks on his hand. Looking down again, he saw glistening tears welling up in his eyes and sliding through the air.

The Six Wings creature was at a loss.

In the vast starry sky.

A meteorite drifted aimlessly, and on it, a young man in brocade robes knelt on the ground, his brows furrowed with fierce anger, his eyes filled with sorrow, and tears streaming down his face.

Contradiction.

Sorrow and loneliness.

It eventually disappeared into the boundless darkness.

Profound Origin Water Realm.

Flying Cloud Island.

Lu Qingfeng stepped out of his cave abode and gazed at the vibrant, boundless waterscape. The loneliness in the starry sky and the despair of reaching the end of one's cultivation lifespan slowly faded away.

"Call!"

He let out a long sigh.

The starry sky is oppressive, and even though you often go offline to relax, with countless stars landing at will, it is still a great test for your mind.

His lifespan has come to an end.

In my next life, I will not choose the Black Star Realm, where the starry sky is vast and my Primordial Spirit has no way out.

"The starry sky is vast, and the place of Astral Fiend is really hard to find. Even if the direction is calculated, it is difficult to get there quickly."

"The Spell Gathering Realm for two thousand years."

"Most of the time is wasted on the road."

Lu Qingfeng looked up at the white clouds and watched the birds flying in the sky. He looked down at the flowing water and watched the fish swimming in it.

Dilute the impact of the game.

Three thousand years have passed too quickly.

In a daze.

Lu Qingfeng seemed to have just entered the First Secret Realm of the Scripture Transmission Hall.

Looking back again.

The longest life I've ever lived in the game has ended, and I'm bidding farewell to the Black Star Realm.

In reality.

In the blink of an eye.

Thirty years have passed.

"Black Star Realm".

Lu Qingfeng sorted out his thoughts, wondering if the six disciples on Maple Moon Star in the Black Star Realm had found the path to the Primordial Spirit and broken free from their shackles. Unfortunately, he had been blazing a trail through the starry sky for over two thousand years without any success.

There are also Six Wings.

Drifting alone in the starry universe. Even with the long lifespan of this Primordial World species, it's hard to say whether they can find their way forward.

"I hope we can meet again someday."

Lu Qingfeng shook his head.

A lifetime has passed.

Once gone, never to return.

No matter how many thoughts you have, it's useless.

Standing outside the cave abode, a ray of Radiance flew from inside the cave abode and landed beside Lu Qingfeng's ear.

"Master."

Lu Qingfeng moved his feet and headed from Flying Cloud Island toward Sunset Peak.

"Greetings, Young Master."

"I have met Young Master Lu."

"Congratulations on your completion of seclusion, Young Master."

Along the way.

Whether it was the Pill Convergence Hall or other cultivators from the Mystic Origin Sect, they all bowed respectfully to Lu Qingfeng.

Lu Qingfeng smiled and nodded.

Then head straight for Sunset Peak.

"It's rare to see Young Master appear outside Flying Cloud Island. What a coincidence that we're here today."

"Indeed. Who doesn't know that our Young Master of the Pill Convergence Hall is devoted to the art of alchemy? He spends most of his time in seclusion on Flying Cloud Island, and may not even show his face once every year or two. Perhaps only someone so devoted to this art and so diligent could become Fourth-Order Alchemist at such a young age!"

"Four years ago, the Sect Master appointed the Young Master as the sole candidate for the next Hall Master of the Pill Convergence Hall. Recently, I heard that the Sect Master intends to hand over power and officially retire."

"So fast?"

"After all, the Sect Master is old. Apart from his lack of experience, the Young Master is the only candidate to succeed him as the next Palace Master, whether it is his alchemy skills or his ability to take on disciples. The Sect Master's eagerness to pass on the position is probably because he wants to help the Young Master to take complete control of the Pill Convergence Hall before his time comes."

"In just a few decades, Young Master has built Flying Cloud Island from scratch into an entity far surpassing the Pill Convergence Hall of a few decades ago. Now that he is in charge of the Pill Convergence Hall, is there anyone trying to sabotage him?"

"It's hard to say. After all, Young Master is only Fourth-Order Alchemist."

After Lu Qingfeng's figure disappeared, the cultivators they encountered along the way began to discuss it in twos and threes.

In recent years.

Lu Qingfeng was one of the top disciples in the Mystic Origin Sect, an absolutely outstanding figure. Even among the True Disciple who fought and made contributions outside, such as Yan Pingshu, the True Disciple of the Hall of Disciplinary Law who had already advanced to the Fusion Realm, and Zhou Su, the True Disciple Zhou Su Jade Pillar Peak who had transferred from Profound Yin Cavern to Blazing Sun Valley for 24 years and then eradicated his Heart Demon and achieved the Heart Movement Perfection.

They were all exceptional talents of their time, with immense fame.

But none of them could match the prestige of Lu Qingfeng, the young master of the Pill Convergence Hall.

Where in the world can one find Fourth-Order Alchemist in the Foundation Establishment Realm?

Four years ago.

This person, who had advanced from the Foundation Establishment to the Spirit Void, was appointed as the Junior Venerable of the Pill Convergence Hall by the Venerable Gu Buyan, who was eager to vindicate him.

He became the only Junior Venerable of the Mystic Origin Sect.

The main halls and the main peak.

Among his peers, there is no one who can compare with Lu Shaozun.

How incredibly popular they are!

Unable to hear the disciples' whispers and conversations along the way, Lu Qingfeng rode the Qingfeng directly to the Sunset Peak.

"Greetings, Master."

Pill Convergence Hall, Lu Qingfeng bowed to the white-haired old man before him.

"Get up."

Gu Buyan chuckled.

Compared to thirty years ago, Gu Buyan has aged considerably, and his eyes have become increasingly cloudy.

Lu Qingfeng sensed that his master's days were numbered.

He pondered to himself.

Gu Buyan looked at his beloved disciple, his smile never fading. His life, decades ago, had been a complete mess—

Unable to refine the elixir, he was stuck at the fifth level.

If one's cultivation fails, one will be stuck at the stage of Void Core.

Poor management led to the collapse of the entire palace.

Fortunately, he was successful in his later years and took in an exceptional alchemy genius. The genius was already a Fourth-Order Alchemist at the Foundation Establishment. Even if we look at the Mystic Origin, White Bone, and Heavenly Roam Three Realms, and even if we go back three thousand years, there are no more than two palms' worth of such geniuses.

A bright future awaits.

With his talent and hard work, achieving fifth rank is a certainty, and even sixth rank is within reach.

Having such a fine disciple is truly the proudest thing in Gu Buyan's life.