The Number One Under Heaven

Self-created spell?

Who is that amazing?

Li Qingqiu felt surprised. Currently, the only true cultivators besides him, his junior brother, and junior sister were Yang Jueding and Xu Ning.

Jiang Zhaoxia and Li Sijin went to the underground Spirit Lake today. Could it be Jiang Zhaoxia?

He leaped up, filled with curiosity, soaring over the forest like a startled swan. The forest was covered in white snow, and he moved as if treading on snow, leaving no footprints.

Returning to the mountain gate from halfway up the mountain, he occasionally saw disciples along the way. Some were practicing martial arts, some were working, and some were sparring. It finally felt like a martial world sect.

He arrived at the new courtyard below the mountain gate. As soon as Li Qingqiu entered, Yang Jueding stopped him.

"Sect Master, I have something to tell you!" Yang Jueding said excitedly, gripping Li Qingqiu's wrist with unintentional force.

Li Qingqiu froze. Could it be that Yang Jueding created the spell?

This was unexpected, as Yang Jueding had started cultivating the latest among them.

He immediately followed Yang Jueding away. The two went into the forest next to the new courtyard. Yang Jueding looked around to ensure no one was watching, then put his hands on his hips and chuckled proudly, "Sect Master, I've fused the Primordial Scripture with my Nine Heavens Divine Palm, and its power has increased tenfold."

The Nine Heavens Divine Palm was Yang Jueding's renowned ultimate technique in the martial world. Its palm strikes were fierce and could be controlled at will. Those struck by this palm technique would have their dantian shattered and bones broken.

Yang Jueding mastered many martial arts, but the Nine Heavens Divine Palm was a technique he passed down only to Wu Man'er.

Li Qingqiu's eyes lit up upon hearing Yang Jueding's words. He had previously considered using Origin Energy to perform martial arts, but unfortunately, he had not succeeded.

He hadn't expected Yang Jueding to succeed.

"Let me see," Li Qingqiu urged.

Yang Jueding turned around, assumed a horse stance, and clenched his fists at his waist. As he began to circulate his energy, the snow beneath his feet melted, turning into wisps of hot air that rose into the sky.

Li Qingqiu raised an eyebrow, surprised by Yang Jueding's imposing aura.

How had Yang Jueding become so powerful after only cultivating for such a short time?

Most importantly, Yang Jueding was still only at Nurturing Origin Realm Layer 1, not even Layer 2. Yet, in terms of aura, Li Qingqiu felt he was already on par with Lü Taidou.

Strange, his comprehension wasn't strong in the Legacy System either!

Li Qingqiu was puzzled. He stared intently at Yang Jueding, waiting for him to strike.

Yang Jueding didn't keep him waiting. When his aura reached a certain height, he suddenly thrust out his right palm, leaning his upper body forward. With a single palm strike, like a dragon emerging from the abyss, a terrifying palm force formed a visible wave of energy that swept forward. The snow was kicked up, like a river being cut off.

Boom--

The palm energy, like a dragon, raged forward, knocking down an old tree. Just as the palm energy continued to surge forward, Yang Jueding abruptly retracted his palm. The palm force actually recoiled, pulling the palm energy back. Flying snow swirled towards them, even carrying fallen leaves and gravel.

Li Qingqiu's robes billowed violently. He squinted, finding the Nine Heavens Divine Palm somewhat cool.

This retraction could prevent an enemy, already heavily wounded, from escaping. It was indeed impressive.

Yang Jueding swung his right arm, dispersing the palm force. The residual energy spread around him, tearing several-dozen-foot-long shallow gullies in the snow.

He turned to Li Qingqiu and tilted his chin, signaling for Li Qingqiu's evaluation.

Li Qingqiu praised, "Good, truly impressive. Write this technique down and include it in the Scripture Pavilion later. This will be the Qingxiao Sect's unique ultimate technique. I won't forget this contribution."

Upon hearing this, Yang Jueding subconsciously wanted to retort, but he held back.

Without the Primordial Scripture, his Nine Heavens Divine Palm could not have such power.

"It's just a pity that with my current cultivation, I can only unleash one palm strike. The consumption is too great," Yang Jueding said with a wry smile.

It was truly strange. His current special inner energy was more vast and powerful than before, yet it was completely depleted after one strike.

This showed him the limitations of the Primordial Scripture, which was far beyond ordinary martial arts. Calling it a peerless divine technique was absolutely not an exaggeration. If such a technique were to enter the martial world, it would undoubtedly cause bloodshed.

Thinking of this, his gaze towards Li Qingqiu changed.

This Sect Master truly had his best interests at heart. Otherwise, he wouldn't have imparted this divine technique to him.

"How long have you been cultivating the Primordial Scripture? Take your time. In ten years, you too can become a top expert in the martial world," Li Qingqiu encouraged.

"Ten years? Are you underestimating the Primordial Scripture, or me? In ten years, I will be the number one under heaven!"

Yang Jueding declared with great confidence. Then, thinking of something else, he added, "Except for our own people."

Jiang Zhaoxia and Xu Ning's talent terrified him, as did Wu Man'er and Li Sifeng, who also had immense potential.

Li Qingqiu didn't dwell on the topic. Instead, he asked how Yang Jueding had managed to fuse the Primordial Scripture with the Nine Heavens Divine Palm. Yang Jueding didn't hide anything and explained in detail.

After listening for a long time, Li Qingqiu still couldn't understand how Yang Jueding had come up with such an ingenious idea. He could only attribute it to Yang Jueding's martial arts experience.

Yang Jueding's advantage was his martial arts experience, an advantage that couldn't be surpassed in a short time.

Regardless, Yang Jueding's ability to create a spell for the Qingxiao Sect was a great achievement.

Therefore, before dinner, Li Qingqiu had Zhang Yuchun kill a chicken to celebrate and announced the matter to the disciples, hoping to inspire them to create.

As for what ultimate technique Yang Jueding had created, Li Qingqiu did not elaborate.

After dinner, Jiang Zhaoxia came to Li Qingqiu's room to inquire about the matter. Li Qingqiu did not hide anything from Jiang Zhaoxia.

Upon learning that Yang Jueding had borrowed from the Primordial Scripture to modify his own ultimate technique and create a more powerful martial art, Jiang Zhaoxia fell into a brief silence. In the end, he didn't say much and directly bid Li Qingqiu farewell.

If this could stimulate Jiang Zhaoxia, it would be a good thing. Li Qingqiu eagerly anticipated Jiang Zhaoxia creating a spell.

Not to mention for a Dao Lineage, even for a martial world sect, no one would refuse an increase in the number of martial arts. On a grander scale, this is the foundation of a sect.

Deep in the night, nearing the hour of the rat, Li Qingqiu arrived at the forest agreed upon by Qin Ye and Wu Baoyu. He waited for a while, and Qin Ye arrived.

Qin Ye stood in the forest, uneasy and somewhat regretful, but he desperately wanted to become stronger.

He knew very well that by practicing martial arts under Yang Jueding, he would at most maintain the same strength as other disciples. It would be difficult for him to stand out within the Qingxiao Sect. This was his gamble for an opportunity.

Crack—

The sound of a twig snapping interrupted Qin Ye's thoughts. He turned his head and saw Wu Baoyu approaching from the darkness, carrying an oil lamp.

Neither of them noticed Li Qingqiu hiding in the tree.

"Even though you were scared, you still came. It proves you have ambition deep down."

Wu Baoyu's voice echoed. Qin Ye couldn't see his expression clearly, making him even more uneasy.

Soon, Wu Baoyu emerged from the darkness. He hung the oil lamp in his hand on a nearby tree branch, then drew two wooden staffs from his back, tossing one to Qin Ye.

Qin Ye almost dropped it. Fortunately, the night was dim, and Wu Baoyu didn't notice his flushed face.

"Do you know why I chose you?" Wu Baoyu stared at Qin Ye and asked.

"Because I'm diligent?"

"No, because your talent is poor, and your master doesn't value you."

Wu Baoyu's words pierced Qin Ye's heart like a knife.

Qin Ye had long realized that his master didn't think highly of him. Moreover, Xu Ning's talent was obvious to everyone, which left him feeling powerless.

Li Qingqiu, hidden behind the tree, cursed inwardly. Wu Baoyu was actually trying to sow discord.

However, he couldn't help but reflect. He had indeed neglected Qin Ye somewhat. Although Qin Ye had obtained the opportunity to become his disciple through a trade of benefits, he was still his disciple after all.

Li Qingqiu decided he needed to take better care of Qin Ye in the future. After all, the young man was usually very proactive and didn't exhibit the spoiled or arrogant behavior of a wealthy young master.

"I can't get close to Xu Ning, so I can only find you. I need you to pass down this set of staff techniques. If I were to pass it to other disciples, it would be difficult for this set of staff techniques to be preserved as a legacy of the Qingxiao Sect. Additionally, your Qin family has aspirations for official careers. In the future, you can also rely on this set of staff techniques to dominate the battlefield. If you master this staff technique, you will be a match for ten thousand men." Wu Baoyu's tone was indifferent, devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

Qin Ye felt confused and asked cautiously, "Senior, after experiencing what you did, you still allow me to use your staff techniques to join the army?"

Wu Baoyu replied expressionlessly, "The emperor is foolish, and treacherous officials are in power, but this is only temporary. We were born on this land, and protecting this land has always been the duty of us martial artists."

Upon hearing this, Qin Ye felt his blood surge. At the same time, he developed a sense of respect for Wu Baoyu.

"Let's begin. This set of staff techniques is called the Ten Thousand Army Demon Subduing Staff. The expert who passed this staff technique to me is very mysterious, and I don't know his true name. If you meet him one day, please thank him on my behalf. This is absolutely the number one staff technique under heaven."

Wu Baoyu said this and then held the long staff in his hand horizontally in front of him.

Hearing this, Li Qingqiu finally relaxed. He wasn't interested in the Ten Thousand Army Demon Subduing Staff, and this was Qin Ye's personal opportunity, which he didn't want to interfere with.

In the following days, whenever Wu Baoyu had free time, he would teach Qin Ye the staff techniques.

Seven days later.

Zhang Yuchun found Li Qingqiu and said that Wu Baoyu had descended the mountain. Fearing that he would cause trouble for the Qingxiao Sect, he chose to leave.

Li Qingqiu didn't send anyone to pursue him, as Wu Baoyu had left behind his ultimate skills.

"Senior Brother, the goal of reaching fifty disciples by the end of the year seems difficult," Zhang Yuchun sighed.

Without fame, recruiting disciples was too hard.

Unless he recruited refugees, but refugees were either orphans or the old, weak, sick, and disabled. The Qingxiao Sect currently needed able-bodied men.

Li Qingqiu smiled, "I was just saying. Instead of blindly expanding our numbers, it's crucial to build a solid foundation first."

Zhang Yuchun was still somewhat dejected. After chatting for a while, Zhang Yuchun got up and left. Li Qingqiu, meanwhile, continued his qi-gathering cultivation in the room.

Nothing significant happened that winter. Feng Dai and the others did not return after leaving, and no one even came to the mountain to seek lodging.

In the blink of an eye, two months passed. Xu Ning successfully reached the Nourishing Yuan Realm Third Layer. Apart from her, no one else in the Qingxiao Sect had reached the Nourishing Yuan Realm Second Layer, which showed the difficulty of cultivation.

As the Spring Festival approached, someone finally came to visit. It was Qin Ye's father, Qin Jue, accompanied by over a dozen servants. These servants carried large chests filled with grain, fine wine, and bedding, showing great sincerity.

Li Qingqiu, Zhang Yuchun, and Yang Jueding accompanied Qin Jue for tea and conversation. Qin Ye swept the courtyard, occasionally listening to their discussion.

After a while, Qin Jue suddenly said, "Oh, right. Something major happened last month. A Demonic Sect expert who had been in seclusion for over ten years reappeared. He carried an iron staff and forced his way into the imperial palace, killing over a hundred imperial guards. He almost captured the emperor but was eventually slain by the combined efforts of the experts from the Heaven Protection Guard. His head was hung on the city wall of the imperial city as a warning to the world."

"This Demonic Sect expert was no ordinary person. He was the Qu Bei Guardian of the Demonic Sect, named Wu Baoyu. He was infamous for his evil deeds and slaughter. He died a gruesome death; his eyeballs were gouged out. I heard the emperor greatly disliked his gaze."

Clang!

The broom in Qin Ye's hand fell to the ground. His expression was stunned, and he stared fixedly at his father.