Old Almanac
Seeing that no disciple stepped forward to continue opposing him.
Qiu Fenghan smiled with satisfaction. It seemed that apart from Qiu Dabao, who was an incorrigible blockhead, the other disciples were quite sensible.
"Alright, that's enough for today. Everyone go back and cultivate diligently."
He waved his hand, and the numerous outer disciples retreated like a tide.
After dismissing the group of disciples, he took out a bottle of medicine and tossed it to the outer sect elder, saying, "Daguang, take this bottle of Longevity Pills and give it to Wuji. He should be fine. If you have any other questions, just come find me."
"OK."
The outer sect elder nodded, though he was extremely dissatisfied with Ye Qiu, he couldn't say anything.
After all, the Second Elder had spoken, clearly indicating that he was determined to protect this guy at all costs.
"Ye Qiu, come with me."
Qiu Fenghan glanced at Ye Qiu and then told him to follow him; the two walked one after the other.
Qiu Fenghan and silent, and Ye Qiu made no move to speak, quietly tending to his internal injuries.
He learned something from his exchange with the outer sect elder, and once his injuries heal, his cultivation will surely advance even further.
"I must break through to the Celestial Realm as soon as possible!"
Ye Qiu thought to himself.
He'll make that old man pay back tenfold or a hundredfold for the loss he suffered at the hands of the outer sect elder today.
Following the Qiu Fenghan into a bamboo forest, Ye Qiu heard the sound of rushing water ahead.
After leaving the bamboo forest, Ye Qiu saw a waterfall cascading down with the force of ten thousand galloping horses. Beside the waterfall were several thatched huts, and there were traces of cooking fires outside the doors.
Am I supposed to stand facing the wall in repentance?
Ye Qiu pointed to a few thatched huts and asked, secretly quite pleased.
Isn't it much better to cultivate alone here than to associate with those insects from the outer sect?
"Yes, but you have to go to the bottom of the waterfall to cultivate, and meditate there for twelve hours every day."
Qiu Fenghan pointed to the waterfall.
Ye Qiu glanced at it; this waterfall was so powerful that even someone at the peak of the Heaven Realm, let alone Earth Realm, could easily handle such a cultivation.
So he nodded and asked again to confirm, "Apart from cultivation, I live in this thatched hut the rest of the time?"
"You can sleep in the water if you want, but you can't leave this area. I'll come see you in half a month. If you slack off, I'll just increase the workload."
The Qiu Fenghan, left behind a single sentence and then vanished.
If this kid isn't tempered like this, his inner rage will be too strong, and he'll eventually become an extreme person.
After the old man left, Ye Qiu chose a thatched hut with only a simple bed, a thin quilt, and a wooden pillow.
He took off his clothes and threw them on the bed.
Wearing only a pair of shorts, Ye Qiu followed Qiu Fenghan's instructions and went to the bottom of the waterfall to meditate and cultivate.
After jumping into the middle of the waterfall, Ye Qiu sat cross-legged and quickly regained his balance. The enormous impact of the waterfall hitting him had no effect whatsoever.
After a short while, Ye Qiu suddenly realized that Qiu Fenghan's punishment was not so simple.
The waterfall's water carries an extremely cold chill that penetrates the body, causing more pain than being in an ice cellar.
After regaining his senses, Ye Qiu coldly circulated his internal energy to resist the cold, and only then did he feel much better.
However, this caused a tug-of-war between his internal energy and the cold energy, resulting in a stalemate.
The chilling energy was endless, but Ye Qiu's internal energy would eventually run out.
"I see."
Ye Qiu understood Qiu Fenghan's good intentions in leaving him here; this was clearly a different kind of extreme training.
Of course, if you can't hold on, those twelve hours can be truly unbearable.
After Ye Qiu was taken away, Tang Yu naturally didn't foolishly follow along to watch the commotion. Instead, she was dragged away by Wang Kangping and a group of disciples from other families to eat hot pot.
The Nine Heavens Alliance has a special canteen for its disciples to eat, and the food is reasonably decent.
However, the Nine Heavens Alliance is surrounded by mountains and forests, with plenty of wild delicacies, so the disciples often cook for themselves.
To entertain Tang Yu, Wang Kangping and others specially brought out their treasured wines and other beverages.
A group of people were eating hot pot and singing songs, creating a very joyful atmosphere.
For the outer disciples of the sect, Qiu Wuji and his group of disciples with the surname Qiu were in for a rough time today.
That's something to celebrate.
Tang Yu was already aware of the feud between the disciples from other families and the disciples from the Qiu family, and was used to it.
This is also a common Zhi Shi in ancient martial arts sects.
Many traditional martial arts sects cannot achieve long-term development by relying solely on their own disciples, and thus have to recruit outsiders.
However, for the Qiu family disciples, these disciples from other families were like transfer students, and over time they naturally split into two factions that fought each other.
The elders turned a blind eye to the conflicts between them.
As long as neither side crosses the line like Ye Qiu, they will remain neutral and even welcome the outcome.
How can one concentrate on cultivation if they don't fight?
Fueled by the alcohol, Tang Yu thoroughly investigated the affairs of the Nine Heavens Alliance with this group of disciples from other clans.
The only thing these disciples from outside the family didn't know much about was the matter between the Ye Family and the Nine Heavens Alliance back then. Wang Kangping, after drinking too much, started to slur his words and spoke unclearly.
"Brother Ling, why are you asking this? It's been so many years. All I know is that there was a huge fight back then, and three of our nine elders died. The seventh elder said he was going out to seek revenge on the remnants of the Ye Family, but he hasn't made a move in all these years. Now, there are actually only five of the nine elders left."
The other disciples, who were not related by surname, nodded in agreement; that was all they knew.
Only a few elders knew the inside story of what happened back then.
It's not that no one tried to ask the elders, and then got taught a lesson by them.
"Just out of curiosity."
Tang Yu chuckled, somewhat disappointed that he hadn't been able to glean the key information, and planned to find an opportunity to ask Qiu Zitong about it later.
Qiu Zitong's grandfather is the Grand Elder of the Nine Heavens Alliance. As a core member of the Qiu Family, she must know a lot.
"Oh dear, that's all ancient history."
Wang Kangping chuckled a few times, picked up the bottle, and continued pouring wine for Tang Yu, saying with a smile, "Come on, Junior Brother Ling, have a few more drinks. After you finish, go back and get some sleep. I'll call you to class tomorrow morning; I guarantee you'll be pleasantly surprised."
What's the surprise?
Tang Yu's interest was piqued.
The other disciples from other clans were also watching Wang Kangping. The elder would give a lecture every two weeks, and they could indeed learn a lot from it.
But what kind of surprise could there be?
Wang Kangping smiled mysteriously, and after a moment of suspense, whispered, "The one who will be teaching tomorrow is the Holy Maiden."
Several disciples from other families grinned from ear to ear.
Tang Yu had just overheard this group talking about the Holy Maiden; the most influential figures in the Nine Heavens Alliance were the nine elders.
The Holy Maiden holds a position above the nine elders, yet she does not interfere with the management of the Nine Heavens Alliance. Crucially, she is also beautiful and extremely popular among the male disciples.
Whenever she gave a lecture, the female disciples were hard to describe, but the male disciples almost always filled the seats.
This is similar to reading; the effect of a lecture given by an old man is completely different from that given by a beautiful female teacher.
"Is the saintess very beautiful?"
Tang Yu subconsciously became concerned about this issue.
"She's pretty, but she has a bit of a temper."
"She's too aloof."
"Indeed, the Holy Maiden rarely gives anyone a smile or anything."
The group was in unison, clearly deeply impressed by the saintess.