Chen Changqing let out a long breath. Insights kept pouring into his mind, leaving him comfortable from head to toe.
With the system at his side, a heaven-reaching secret art that would take others a century of bitter cultivation required only a month of idle training for him.
Once he perfected the Myriad Transformations Star Method, three more Star Primordial Spirits would join those in his sea of consciousness. With a full twelve Primordial Spirits, his combat strength would surely surge to more than double.
After setting the method to train on its own, Chen Changqing rose, pushed open the hall doors, and sat on a bluestone slab beside the cliff.
A breeze drifted between the peaks, and sunlight warmed his body.
Three days remained until the ceremony.
Such leisure was rare. Chen Changqing leaned back in his stone chair, closed his eyes, and quietly enjoyed the peace.
Changqing Peak's tranquility did not last long.
The vast phenomenon of heaven and earth that had erupted from the Ninefold Heavenly Palaces behind the mountain had been mostly screened off by an array, but it could not escape the notice of Shushan's true upper ranks.
Daoist Chen Yuan had also begun quietly preparing the ceremony. News that Shushan's next Sect Leader would be chosen from Changqing Peak swept through the Thirty-Six Main Peaks and Seventy-Two Spiritual Peaks like a gale.
Chen Changqing's name was thrust once more into the eye of Shushan's political storm.
Morning sunlight had only just pierced the thin mist.
Outside the Mountain Gate of Changqing Peak, Xuan Snake and Black Bear lay sprawled on the bluestone, yawning in boredom.
Suddenly, dozens of multicolored streaks of light flared on the horizon. The sounds of flight tearing through the air rose one after another.
The two great demons sprang to