Qingqi Mountain Incident

Lu Zheng stroked his chin, wondering whether he had enough clout to obtain Ninefold Rosy Light from the Yuejin River God.

"There is another place. In Luzhou of Eastern Chuan Province, there is a Qingqi Mountain. Its peak is extraordinarily high, thrusting straight into the clouds. Every day, a wisp of rosy light falls into the green pool atop the mountain and transforms into Azure Sky Green Glow."

"Qingqi Mountain is high and perilous. Above its halfway point, Gale Winds blow throughout all four seasons, making it almost uninhabitable. Only a thousand-year-old eagle has dwelled on its summit year-round, beyond the reach of mortals."

Xue Heng spread his hands and said helplessly, "That is why the world is only so big. Nearly all good things already have owners."

"Qingqi Mountain? A thousand-year-old eagle?" Lu Zheng blinked, then asked Xue Heng, "Does this eagle happen to be surnamed Yi?"

Xue Heng asked in surprise, "Exactly! That eagle gave himself the name Yi Qingtian. Lu, have you heard of him too?"

"I have indeed." Lu Zheng nodded, then asked, "Is this Azure Sky Green Glow of any use to Yi Qingtian?"

"Of course it is. But he has been collecting it for hundreds, perhaps thousands, of years, so he must have some surplus. It is simply that very few people can get any from him."

"So that is how it is." Lu Zheng nodded and sighed. "Good things are never easy to get..."

Xue Heng sighed as well. "Exactly..."

They stayed on Flying Feather Mountain for another three days. During that time, Lu Zheng not only sparred with Xue Heng and the other younger disciples, but also exchanged moves with several of Flying Feather Mountain's seniors. They stopped at the right point, yet Lu Zheng's experience in the Sword Dao improved