Poseidon Island

Ye Qingcang and Qian Renxue's conversation was a secret.

The Clear Sky Sect set sail and boarded a ship bound for Poseidon Island, all in secrecy.

However, the difference is that those who know the first secret will tacitly keep it a secret, like Violet, but those who know the second secret will leak it to the outside world in various ways.

"The Formless, Faceless Clan possesses the ability to alter their appearance from the moment of their birth. If the opponent's brain is not damaged, they can even read the memories of the corpse and use the fake to refine the real."

"It's not chaos, it's refinement."

"The 'refining' in 'melting'."

"So, while I was in control of this power, I also felt a sense of unease from the inside out, and I couldn't help but instinctively question the world and myself."

What is truth?

What is fake?

"Am I a real person, or a person created by some higher-dimensional being...? Perhaps the two are not contradictory. I can be a real person, or I can be a person created by some higher-dimensional being; but it doesn't matter."

"Extraordinary, extraordinary."

What separates us from the "ordinary" is the heart.

"Secondly, it's about the body."

"Take myself as an example: How did I resolve this problem back then?"

"Yes, fear."

"I'm exploiting my fear."

"Before this, including at this moment, I always thought my life was wonderful and happy; I had a mother who taught me from childhood to adulthood. For example, my first two Soul Ring were hunted for me by my mother. Otherwise, I would not have been able to kill Ten-Thousand Year Soul Beast with my seventh-level perfect martial arts level. In other aspects, my mother also gave me the greatest trust as much as possible; I also have partners and friends who believe in me, Cai'er, Ju Zi, Nan Nan, Zhu Qing, Violet, and many other people I can't even name, such as Qian Renxue, Hu Liena, Shui Bing'er, etc. They are all my weaknesses, and also an inseparable part of me."

"Yes, that's right, Chen Xiang, Lingling, Dong'er, the three of you are included too."

"They're all on our side."

"They are all an inseparable part of our lives."

"So, sometimes I wonder... if one day a powerful madman defeats me, captures you, or even humiliates or brutally murders you, will I be too complacent about my current strength and internally conflicted about my true self to hinder my progress towards becoming stronger, only to regret it when disaster strikes?"

"From a scientific perspective, this is a mental illness, and an extremely serious one at that. The proper medical term for it is paranoia."

"However, all thoughts ultimately boil down to one mind."

"My heart, my ideals, my will enable me to fully wield this double-edged sword, and use it to urge me to become stronger."

"Perhaps the process of becoming stronger is painful."

"But it's better to feel pain now than to feel pain later."

The sun had already set, and the Night Curtain, adorned with the bright moon and stars, enveloped the world. Qian Renxue had long since left Blue Tyrant Academy Blue Tyrant Academy, which was currently on holiday. Although the cold wind was already blowing, one would have to wait a little longer to see the snow-covered scenery.

Ye Qingcang sat in his study.

Violet, Sheng Cai'er, Zhu Zhuqing, Bai Chenxiang, and others were all summoned here and sat in their respective chairs, Jing Jing listening to Ye Qingcang reminisce about the past, and also silently absorbing the experience that Ye Qingcang taught by example, which was about the profound principles of cultivating the mind.

However, Ye Qingcang's words weren't entirely about lamenting current events, nor were they solely about expounding on profound cultivation principles. Theory is no substitute for practice; true understanding requires experience. Ultimately, mindset depends on Violet and the others' self-regulation. He was merely laying the groundwork, giving Violet a choice. "Alright, let's get back to the main point, some substantive issues... We're only one step away from the end of the first phase of the plan. The real test will come when the first phase officially concludes and the second phase begins... You should all understand my principles, right?"

"Understood," Violet and the others replied in unison.

Better to be the tail of a phoenix than the head of a chicken.

If the chaos of the first stage was within Ye Qingcang's control, then the chaos of the second stage involves everyone in two, three, four, five, or even countless star systems. It is an era of inevitable great struggle, where the gap between people will be widened to a distance that ordinary people could never hope to reach in a lifetime. They will only have two choices left: desperately try to keep up with Ye Qingcang's pace, or automatically be eliminated.

However, when a person dies, the bird flies to the sky; if they don't die, they live for ten thousand years.

Although all the people present are girls, except for Ye Qingcang, they are all geniuses with their own strengths. They may withdraw, but they will never withdraw in such a humiliating way. They are not cowards, nor are they afraid to draw their swords.

"Now that you understand, let's make some preparations!" Ye Qingcang waved his hand and said, watching Violet and the others get up and leave. He put the document with the word "wonder" printed on it back into the folder, looked at the small piece of paper spat out by the shadow vortex, and thought to himself, "It's fast, we've already arrived at Poseidon Island... But there's no rush. Victory is assured, honorable, and invincible—that's the kind of me that the Asura God and the Gods want to see."

The sound was absorbed by the sound-absorbing material in the study.

He disappeared into the study at a steady speed.

The night grew deeper.

It seems that some forbidden and turbulent waves are brewing in places unseen.

Just like the raging waves before Poseidon Island, crashing down on the Clear Sky Sect's giant ship, carrying a curtain of water that was hard to tell whether it was a downpour or just spray, mercilessly ravaging the Clear Sky Sect disciples busy on the deck. Even though these Clear Sky Sect disciples had high Soul Power Level, and there was no one below the Soul Elder in sight, in the face of the immeasurable power of heaven and earth, even the giant ship that the Clear Sky Sect had painstakingly built was like a toy, tossed up and down by the waves. How could these Clear Sky Sect disciples, who were so weak compared to the giant ship, withstand the wrath of the sea?

For a moment, exclamations of surprise filled the air.

There were even instances where disciples of the Clear Sky Sect were relentlessly slammed into the sea by wave after wave of water curtains, only to be rescued by the Clear Sky Sect's Soul Saint.

It was at this moment.

In the dim, hazy vision of darkness.

A ray of golden light rose from the ground and soared into the sky.

It pierced through the dark clouds that covered the sea.

The Clear Sky Sect fleet, which was also caught in the storm, finally got a precious moment of rest. With the giant ship carrying Tang San as the core, they sailed towards the islands located in the sea.

However, no one noticed that dozens of soaking wet youths made excuses to return to their respective cabins, took out pens, secretly wrote down similar information on a piece of paper, and threw it into the shadowy vortex that had appeared out of nowhere. Then, they silently returned to the deck and cheered with the other Clear Sky Sect disciples who had survived the disaster.

The Faceless Men is ubiquitous.

A trip to Poseidon Island that seemed to be hidden away.

It has already been thoroughly analyzed.