The Female Lead Is About to Leave the Mountain

"Elder Lu, let me introduce you. This is my father, Elder Lu." "Father, this is Elder Qinghe. You must have seen him before. He is the pride of the Divine Martial Academy. Even the most powerful young masters from the heavens are no match for him."

"Young Master Lu." Qinghe Bo bowed respectfully.

"No need for pleasantries, Qinghe. If you're not interested, you can just tell my uncle."

Lu Wenchao smiled slightly. He could tell from the first glance that the other party had a background. Qinghe Bo's eyes were even more sharp. He could tell at a glance that Qinghe Bo was not as simple as he seemed and was not to be trifled with.

Qinghe Bo respectfully replied, "Uncle."

The other party was at least twenty years older than him, and he was still called uncle.

"Elder Qinghe, what are you doing here? In a few more days, the Divine Martial Academy will open its doors." Lu Wenchao asked. Qinghe Bo was anxious, but if he wasn't a disciple, he wouldn't be able to enter the Divine Martial Academy. Lu Wenchao had not considered this.

"I am here to register."

"Enlightened! Elder Qinghe, you've become a disciple!" Lu Wenchao's face lit up with joy.

Qinghe Bo smiled and said, "I've released my cultivation, but I'm still at the beginner stage."

"Beginner stage!" Lu Wenchao exclaimed.

Lu Wenchao's hands also trembled. He couldn't believe that the young man in front of him, who looked so ordinary, had already reached the beginner stage at such a young age. It was truly astonishing. The geniuses from the Divine Martial Academy were no match for him. It was not too late to make amends.

Thinking of this, he smiled and said, "Since Elder Qinghe is also a disciple of the Divine Martial Academy, let's go in together. There's no need to rush."

"Elder Lu, my father is a deacon in the Divine Martial Academy. You can just come in with me."

"In that case, thank you." Qinghe Bo was not a stubborn person. Since there was an opportunity, he naturally had to seize it.

As for Lu Wenchao, he was happy to provide assistance. He didn't dare to neglect the other party. At this time, he couldn't help but feel the power of Qinghe Bo's cultivation. He taught Lu Wenchao the method of cultivating divine power.

The cultivation method of the Divine Martial Academy and the cultivation method of the young master of the Dragon Guard were both powerful. They could provide Lu Wenchao with no small amount of assistance. After all, the other party was not something he could afford to offend.

At this moment, Qinghe Bo had entered the Divine Martial Academy.

He practiced martial arts every morning. He practiced standing, sitting, and running for ten kilometers.

He went to the Divine Martial Academy every day.

In the afternoon, he would spend some time practicing calligraphy and painting.

In the afternoon, he would go to the library of the Divine Martial Academy to read books. He would read books on official duties and Buddhist scriptures.

In the evening, he would cultivate his divine power.

His days were the same as during his time at the Divine Martial Academy, but there was too much to do.

The disciples of the Divine Martial Academy were all extraordinary people.

Under the guidance of his father, Lu Wenchao and Qinghe Bo had already become acquainted.

Under Qinghe Bo's influence, and with the help of Qinghe Bo's divine power cultivation method, Lu Wenchao had become much stronger.

Every day, he practiced martial arts with Qinghe Bo. In the evening, he used the ice-cold thoughts to replace sleep.

At first, he was very reluctant.

But as time passed, he gradually got used to it.

Qinghe Bo's heart was filled with emotion. He even taught Lu Wenchao the method of using the ice-cold thoughts. Although it was the most secret and most obscure method, it was enough to benefit the other party for a lifetime.

It was precisely because of this that Lu Wenchao was deeply grateful to him.

Time flew by.

Perhaps it was the influence of his own cultivation of the ice-cold thoughts, but Qinghe Bo did not seem to have aged. He had aged a lot, and he was no longer as carefree as before. Although he was not considered a handsome young man, his appearance was upright. His eyes were black and bright, his lips were thin and red, and he had a clean and refined appearance. He could be considered a little strict.

His divine power was also rapidly increasing.

During the holiday, in the first half of the month, his divine power increased by twenty levels.

He also absorbed a thousand-year-old Heart of Ice, which increased his age by 1,500 years.

Now, he was a twenty-two-level Great Master.

He found that he was currently cultivating the "Nine Cycles of Heavenly Scripture."

"Elder Qinghe, I have already completed the matters you entrusted to me."

In the courtyard, Lu Wenchao put down the brush he was using to practice calligraphy and said to Qinghe Bo.

Two years had passed. Lu Wenchao had already become a disciple of the Divine Martial Academy. But Qinghe Bo had not returned. He had been cultivating in seclusion. It was only when Lu Wenchao returned that he asked him to bring back some rare treasures, such as the Blood Spirit Jade, to the Dragon Guard.

Now, Lu Wenchao's divine power had also increased to sixteen levels.

When he first entered the Divine Martial Academy, he was only at the level of a twelve-level disciple.

After cultivating in seclusion, his cultivation level increased by two levels every year.

For Lu Wenchao, this was a huge improvement.

Sometimes, he would be in seclusion, and perhaps it was because Qinghe Bo's divine power cultivation speed was so fast, he didn't have time to cultivate.

No, it was not that he was cultivating too much, but that Qinghe Bo had already finished bathing, washed his clothes, and sat on the bed to start cultivating.

"Thank you, Elder Qinghe, for your help." Qinghe Bo smiled and said.

"You're welcome. We've been friends for so long, why are you still so polite?" Qinghe Bo smiled and said.

"Thank you, Senior Brother, you're too kind. I wouldn't dare accept that much Qingyun Grass. It's thanks to the cultivation technique you gave me that my cultivation speed has increased significantly. I also have to thank you for my cultivation. These demonic beasts are nothing to worry about."

Leng Baozhou smiled and returned to the courtyard. His father had noticed his increased cultivation speed and asked about it. Fortunately, he had a good explanation.

His martial brother also had some achievements.

"That guy outside is really annoying. I really hate people who pretend to be righteous. I have the Curse of the Demon King."

Qinghe Yu nodded and said, "There are indeed some people like that. But you just smile and don't take them seriously." Leng Baozhou knew that Qinghe Yu was a discerning person and wouldn't easily get involved in other people's troubles. He thought to himself, "This is a bit too much. Three hundred Jin Demon Core."

Perhaps he felt that Qinghe Yu was too polite, so he quickly said, "Besides the commission you paid for Elder Wang, my father also found two more alchemists to help Elder Wang with his alchemy. He's helping Elder Wang refine his robes."

"A hundred Jin Demon Core! That's too much. Save it for later. Anyway, Elder Wang's safety tonight is guaranteed." Qinghe Yu took out a small Jin Demon Core and threw it to Leng Baozhou. Then he stopped talking.

He saw that he had already broken through the two-star level. Taking advantage of Leng Baozhou's distraction, he found an inn outside the academy, rented a room, and collected the second Jin Demon Core, becoming a twenty-two-star Demon King.

Now that it was the third day, he had to break through the bottle neck. He must break through quickly.

After breaking through, he would go to the demon realm again to check his combat power.

ps: In the next chapter, the protagonist will go to the demon realm. This time, the protagonist has already prepared a lot of resources. It's not easy.