Foundation Establishment Classmates (Seeking Follow-up Reads)

There are rules in the market.

No cultivator is allowed to fight privately in the market, nor are they allowed to fly with their swords.

Of course, there are exceptions to every rule.

The sword cry sound came to an abrupt halt.

Lu Zhengying, wearing the purple dao robe of an inner disciple of the Qingyun Sect, retracted his flying sword and walked in leisurely.

After offering incense, he, in his brocade clothes, glanced at the four people kneeling on the side, keeping vigil, and nodded.

"You're here!"

Then, he looked at Wang Fugui.

"Did you send the letter to the County Princess?"

"Yes."

"Seven years ago, after the County Princess established her dao foundation, she has been in seclusion cultivating to consolidate her realm. I don't know if she has time to come!"

Lu Zhengying scanned the four people again.

His gaze fell on Shen Xuan.

"Eh, Shen Xuan, you're Qi Refining Level 4?"

Shen Xuan respectfully replied, "Replying to Young Marquis, this humble one took a Spirit Burst Pill four years ago and by chance broke through."

"Not bad!" Lu Zhengying suddenly smiled.

"Since everyone has embarked on the path of cultivation, let's stop using secular titles and address each other as fellow daoists."

"Fellow Daoist Lü is right." Shen Xuan followed his lead.

However, he vaguely felt that Lu Zhengying was deliberately distancing himself.

He hadn't even changed out of his sackcloth clothes and was still in brocade clothes.

Thinking about it, it made sense.

In Lu Zhengying's heart, Master Yan was merely a cultivation guide invited by the Marquis.

Without Master Yan, with his mid-grade spirit root, he could have embarked on the path of cultivation anyway.

Unlike Shen Xuan and the others.

They were all from commoner backgrounds.

If Master Yan hadn't discovered him, he might have lived his entire life muddled in the mortal world.

He could come here to pay respects to Master Yan.

It was likely on Princess Xinyue's account.

If Princess Xinyue came and he didn't, he would miss the opportunity to curry favor with Princess Xinyue.

That was a Foundation Establishment Grand Cultivator!

Lu Zhengying, at Qi Refining Perfection, was over sixty years old, his blood declining.

If he wanted to Establish Dao Foundation, he would undoubtedly need Princess Xinyue's help and guidance.

Lu Zhengying sat down nearby, closing his eyes to rest.

Mao Shi, dawn was breaking.

A ray of sunlight gently streamed into the Mourning Hall from outside.

Lu Zhengying opened his eyes, a face full of annoyance.

At this moment.

"Fellow classmates, Qin Yuehan is late, apologies!"

A clear voice, like a silver bell, rang out.

The voice was cold, yet carried an innate nobility, making one dare not slight her.

Everyone subconsciously looked over.

A female cultivator, like a worldly flower of wealth and nobility, stepped on spiritual light, as light as water, and arrived gracefully.

"Princess Xinyue, you're here! Just in time, I also just arrived!" Lu Zhengying quickly went to greet her.

Qin Yuehan nodded slightly.

After lighting incense and paying respects, she asked Wang Fugui, "When is the funeral procession?"

"The funeral procession will begin at Chen Shi."

"Alright. Let's send off Master together."

No one objected to Qin Yuehan's words.

Seeing Qin Yuehan change into mourning attire, Lu Zhengying quickly donned sackcloth and filial mourning.

Noon.

Dragon Gate Market Town, Juxian Tower.

In the best Heavenly Chamber.

Qin Yuehan, Lu Zhengying, Wang Fugui, Zhao Sujin, Shen Xuan, and Li Changan, gathered at one table.

There was no seating order, and Qin Yuehan naturally sat in the main seat.

Beside her were Lu Zhengying and Wang Fugui.

"Wang Fugui, you and Shen Xuan switch seats."

"Ah! Okay!"

Wang Fugui, who reacted, quickly pulled Shen Xuan to switch seats.

This caused the other four to scan Shen Xuan with their divine senses.

Qin Yuehan was a Foundation Establishment Grand Cultivator.

As classmates, she wouldn't swap Shen Xuan's seat for no reason.

The Cultivation World always valued strength.

Unless...

Lu Zhengying repeatedly sized up Shen Xuan.

After all, he was a Qi Refining Perfection cultivator. After a while, he discovered the problem.

Under his Qi Refining Perfection realm's spiritual pressure, Shen Xuan was calm and composed, showing no signs of distress.

Hiss!

Lu Zhengying gasped!

This indicated that Shen Xuan's Cultivation Realm was definitely not Qi Refining Level 4.

Moreover, his spiritual energy was extremely pure, allowing him to withstand his spiritual pressure without changing his expression.

At this moment, the others also realized.

Qin Yuehan had moved Shen Xuan next to her because Shen Xuan's strength surpassed the other three.

Li Changan was another matter.

After all, he had an Inferior Spirit Root, and Qi Refining Level 3 was his limit.

Wang Fugui and Zhao Sujin looked at each other.

They both had Low-grade Spiritual Roots and were at Qi Refining Level 5.

Yet Shen Xuan could suppress both of them!

How could this be possible!

Wang Fugui was a smart man.

He didn't ask further questions. Instead, he cracked jokes, recounting amusing stories from their school days together, and self-deprecatingly tried to lighten the mood.

When they parted ways back then, Qin Yuehan was still a fifteen-year-old budding beauty.

Now, she was a Foundation Establishment Grand Cultivator who had achieved success in her cultivation, and also a Sect Elder, her status far surpassing everyone else.

Even the arrogant Lu Zhengying observed Qin Yuehan's expression and spoke with a smile.

Among the six, Shen Xuan's changes were the least significant.

Perhaps it was due to practicing the Divine Treasure Canghai Technique, but Shen Xuan looked only about thirty years old, his appearance unchanged, just slightly more mature.

Wang Fugui had gained a whole large circle in girth.

Zhao Sujin had transformed from a young girl into a middle-aged woman.

Li Changan had grown significantly taller and become much more robust.

Lu Zhengying appeared as distinguished as ever, but the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and the white hairs at his temples were particularly striking.

He very carefully served Qin Yuehan dishes and poured her wine, keeping his status extremely low.

Although they had entered the Qingyun Sect together, one was an inner disciple, and the other was a Foundation Establishment Elder. The difference between them was like heaven and earth.

It was only at this banquet that he could address her as "Princess Xinyue."

Outside, he would have to respectfully call her "Elder Qin."

Next, under Wang Fugui's deliberate guidance, the atmosphere gradually became harmonious.

They exchanged cultivation insights, discussed the sect, and shared strange tales from cultivation families...

An hour later, the banquet was drawing to a close.

Qin Yuehan suddenly produced a letter.

"This is a letter Master wrote to me not long ago."

At her signal, Lu Zhengying picked up the letter and began to read it aloud.

"I am one hundred and twenty-three years old this year, I am old..."

In Master Yan's letter, he specifically mentioned that the thing he was most proud of was taking them, his seven disciples, and leading them into the Cultivation World.

Ling Zhenfeng's death weighed heavily on his mind.

Therefore, upon learning that Qin Yuehan had Established Dao Foundation, he specifically wrote to her, asking her to look after their former classmates.

After Lu Zhengying finished reading the letter, everyone fell silent.

After a long while, Qin Yuehan softly said, "We are all disciples of Master Yan, and classmates for three years. Now, we are all cultivators. If you encounter any difficulties, please do not hesitate to ask. I will definitely help if I can."

"Princess Xinyue is right! Shen Xuan, Wang Fugui, Zhao Sujin, Li Changan, if you need anything, you can write to Qingyun Sect. If Princess Xinyue is busy, I can run errands for you!" Lu Zhengying responded enthusiastically.

Among those present, Qin Yuehan's status and position were the most respected.

Since she had spoken and was willing to look after her classmates, it was a tremendous piece of good news for the others.

The face of a Foundation Establishment Elder of Qingyun Sect could be pawned for a few spirit stones, even if it were mortgaged at a pawnshop.

"Then, should we gather here once every ten years?" Wang Fugui suggested.

Everyone looked towards Qin Yuehan.

"Agreed!"

Upon hearing Qin Yuehan's agreement, the other five were overjoyed.

Even Lu Zhengying felt that this trip was not in vain.

"It seems Princess Xinyue still values the friendship of her classmates. Perhaps she can help me collect some Foundation Establishment Spirit Material in the sect."

At sixty-four years old, he was at Qi Refining Perfection and preparing for Foundation Establishment.

Looking after his former classmates was merely a small matter, something he could do easily.

Wang Fugui and the others were also beaming with joy.

Since Qin Yuehan had made her stance clear, they could completely benefit from her influence.

After the banquet ended, everyone bid farewell, offering blessings such as "May your path be smooth."

"Shen Xuan, wait a moment, I have something to ask you."

Before parting, Qin Yuehan suddenly spoke, asking him to stay.