Dragon-Offering's Two Hundred Peaks

At the foot of Sun-Watching Peak, everyone looked up.

As dusk approached, the sea of clouds shimmered with light.

There was a sudden flash of lightning!

The lightning bolt, edged like a thin golden thread, was hidden deep within the clouds and was not particularly noticeable at first glance.

In the blink of an eye, the golden thread grew thicker and hung down from the horizon, dyeing half of the sea of clouds with a hazy gold.

Thunderous Ingenuity.

The terrifying power of the Thunder Spirit Machine!

Within that lightning, there was an abundance of spiritual energy, like a celestial river being disturbed and flowing backwards, the Spiritual Qi gathering and surging, layer upon layer, covering the sky and the earth.

And within that golden light, Dao Origin flowed.

Cheng Shiyan's pupils suddenly contracted.

"A Dao Foundation Realm cultivator?"

Even in the Dragon-Offering Sect, where powerful figures abound, Dao Foundation Realm cultivators are no ordinary people.

Dragon-Offering two hundred peaks, with inner, upper, and lower peaks scattered like stars in the sky. Those who can cultivate to the Dao Foundation Realm are all powerful figures in their respective regions.

The vast majority of those Dragon-Offering Peak are only one or two Dao Foundation Realm cultivators, yet they represent the entire foundation and fortune of the entire mountain.

The presence of an Dao Foundation Realm cultivator at the lower level often significantly increases the overall strength.

And now, the figure in the clouds is a Dao Foundation Realm cultivator.

Everyone's eyes showed surprise and doubt.

Zhao Heju watched the approaching clouds from afar, hesitated for a moment, and then, not daring to be negligent, quickly channeled a wisp of his Divine Sense into the ring on his finger.

That ring was a token from the external affairs elder of Azure Pool Peak; it was flawless white jade, warm and lustrous.

His Divine Sense entered the jade pendant, and in an instant, spiritual patterns lit up on it, and another wisp of Divine Sense drifted out from it and entered his Consciousness Sea.

"The Dao Foundation Early Stage."

Their specific cultivation level is unknown; they seem to have used a method of concealment.

The voice was clear and cold, revealing no emotion; it belonged to Min Qin, the Grand Elder of Azure Pool Peak.

Upon receiving these words, Zhao Heju felt somewhat relieved, but he still dared not relax completely.

When he looked up again, the lightning was already close, so close that he could see the outline of a figure in the light.

At this moment, in Azure Pool Peak, Sect Master Liu Shu was sitting on a futon in the shop.

This hall is a quiet room Azure Pool Peak, with windows on three sides, outside which stretches a vast, ever-changing sea of clouds.

Liu Shu was dressed in a moon-white Daoist robe, the hem of which was neatly trimmed. He looked to be no more than forty years old, with a slender build, but his eyes and brows exuded a calmness that befitted someone who had long held a high position.

Suddenly, Liu Shu opened her eyes.

His eyes were plain and unadorned, just an ordinary glance, but in that instant of opening his eyes, the smoke from the incense burner in front of him suddenly trembled, as if it had frozen.

A wisp of Divine Sense flowed away.

Min Qin was sitting to his left, her eyes closed, only slightly bowing.

At the very instant Liu Shu's Divine Sense departed, she stood up, her aura completely unchanged, and transformed into a gentle breeze, drifting away.

Liu Shu gazed at the Grand Elder's retreating figure, where a streak of emerald light flashed and disappeared above the sea of clouds.

He frowned slightly and muttered to himself:

"Dao Foundation Early Stage, all alone... Let's see what his intentions are."

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And at this moment.

Cheng Shiyan, Zhu Qingjian, Hua Liuli, and Ning Ya stood in place, looking up at the distant clouds drifting in.

The lightning had dissipated, and the golden light that filled the sky receded into the depths of the clouds like a tide. Only a wisp of cloud slowly approached from the horizon, unhurried and gentle.

As the sunlight shone on the clouds, they refracted into tiny fragments of light. They didn't fly very fast, but the people at the mountain gate held their breath.

Zhao Heju's eyes flickered, then he raised an eyebrow slightly, stepped forward, and bowed to the cloud, saying, "May I ask which peak's senior has arrived?"

He spoke respectfully and bowed.

Cheng Shiyan still had some doubts, but he also led everyone in bowing.

While the four of them may not have performed the etiquette perfectly, they were all extremely respectful.

Just then, the clouds settled on the ground and dissipated, revealing the figures within.

The stone steps on the mountainside were already dilapidated, with cracks crisscrossing them and some unknown wild grass growing on them, which were pressed flat to the ground by the gust of wind just now.

The man stood before the steps, dressed in a long black robe, with a handsome and extremely young face.

His face was perfectly proportioned, with clear yet not thin features, and sharp eyes, like a fine sword.

As the sunlight shone upon it, a clear, cool light flowed across its blade. But upon a second glance, it seemed as if the sword had already returned to its sheath, its sharpness concealed, leaving only a sense of composure.

The person who arrived was Chen Lingxi.

He emerged from the clouds and did not speak immediately. His gaze swept over the crowd, then passed over them and landed on the grave behind him.

The tomb was newly built, the soil was still dark, and the stone tablet stood tall, with the characters on it neither too dark nor too light, only the five characters "Guan Ri Liu Changle" were engraved.

Chen Lingxi's gaze fell on these five words.

He stared at it for a long time.

No one dared to make a sound, nor did the mountain wind. Only the extremely clear and distant sound of the pine trees remained in the world, slowly rolling in from the other side of the mountain and then rolling further away.

Chen Lingxi couldn't help but sigh.

He remembered many things.

On a cold winter night in the Inverted Room, with drafty windows, Liu Changle, wrapped in a thin quilt that was neither warm nor thick, turned her head and smiled at him.

He said, "I dreamt that there was a river above my head, a very long river."

At that time, he was in so much pain that he didn't even want to speak.

But Liu Changle continued to ramble on, saying that the river was like a white rainbow piercing the sun, and that a million heavenly soldiers were running swiftly in the river with gags in their mouths.

Chen Lingxi out of her daze, straightened her clothes, then raised her hand, lowered her eyes, and respectfully bowed to the new grave.

Extremely solemn.

The four people, including Cheng Shiyan and Zhu Qingjian, who had been quite nervous, immediately relaxed.

They looked at each other, and each saw a hint of relief in the other's eyes.

Zhu Qingjian hesitated for a moment, then, seeing that Chen Lingxi had finished her greetings, asked in a low voice, "But I wonder what happened between Senior and Uncle Changle...?"

She asked in a very polite manner, afraid of offending this Dao Foundation Realm cultivator.

Before Chen Lingxi appeared, he had already been hiding in the clouds for a moment.

The clouds were three miles away from the Sun-Watching Peak, neither too high nor too low, just enough to overlook the mountain scenery and hear the conversations in front of the mountain gate.

He heard the conversation between the disciples of Sun-Watching Peak, and even the words of the people from Azure Pool Peak who came later.

Naturally, they also heard the contents of the letter Liu Changle left behind.

"Changle and I are good friends, and I came here on his behalf."

Chen Lingxi a wisp of Divine Sense into the ears of the four people on Sun-Watching Peak.

Cheng Shiyan and the others were immediately overjoyed.

A good friend of Master Changle!

A Dao Foundation Realm cultivator!

The good friend mentioned in Uncle Changle Le's letter has arrived so quickly.

Hua Liuli was still young, and she was immediately overjoyed, her eyes sparkling.

Zhu Qingjian, Cheng Shiyan, and Ning Ya quickly took a half step back, straightened their clothes, and bowed respectfully to Chen Lingxi.

Chen Lingxi accepted their greeting without saying anything more.

He turned around and glanced at the tombstone again.

"After Changle's death, he still used his remains to intimidate the cultivators of Yellow Luminary Peak for two years."

I was busy with my spiritual practice... If I had arrived any later, this Sun-Watching Peak would no longer exist."

Chen Lingxi shook her head and sighed.

Since arriving in the Great Xuanzhuo Realm, he has been in seclusion cultivating.

Chen Lingxi, lost in thought, turned her head again to look at Zhao Heju.

Zhao Heju remained standing in the same spot, his posture respectful, with an unnatural smile on his face.

When he saw Chen Lingxi looking at him, his heart skipped a beat, and he was about to say something.

Chen Lingxi suddenly spoke.

"Let's go to the mountaintop."

This is the resting place of the deceased; it is not appropriate to disturb them.

He flicked his sleeve slightly, stepped onto the clouds, and went straight to the Sun-Watching Peak.

Cheng Shiyan, Zhu Qingjian, and the other three quickly took to the clouds and followed.

Zhao Heju opened his mouth, somewhat at a loss for words.

How could a Qi Circulation Realm cultivator dare to act so boldly in front of a Dao Foundation Realm cultivator?

Just then, the token in his hand suddenly trembled.

Zhao Heju looked down and saw that the token had a bluish-green light flashing within it; it was Elder Min Qin's new token.

Zhao Heju immediately felt relieved. "Elder Min is coming, that's good..."

The gap between the Qi Circulation Realm cultivation cultivator like him and Dao Foundation Realm cultivator is enormous. He would be timid even speaking to a Dao Foundation Realm cultivator, so how could he possibly ask for the spiritual field and Spirit Vein?

Now that Elder Min is coming, that would be for the best.

When Chen Lingxi and the other three from Sun-Watching Peak reached the summit, they finally saw the mountain in its truest form.

When Chen Lingxi first Sight-Roaming Liu Changle, saw the Great Xuanzhuo Realm, and saw the three blazing suns in the sky, there were still dozens of disciples on this mountaintop.

On the mountaintop, seven or eight buildings stand side by side, appearing somewhat old and dilapidated.

The seven or eight buildings were arranged in a staggered line, with the highest one being a three-story stone building, originally used as a place for disciples of Sun-Watching Peak to practice meditation.

Further down, there are two or three more large palaces.

Now, only Cheng Shiyan, Zhu Qingjian, and three others remain.

Three great suns hung in the sky.

In the distance, a sea of clouds stretched from the mountainside all the way to the horizon, a vast expanse of white, sometimes rolling and sometimes unrolling.

A wind blew from that direction, and the clouds surged and rolled, like countless white whales turning over in the depths.

The Spiritual Qi on the Sun-Watching Main Peak is quite abundant, much more so than where Chen Lingxi secluded herself for cultivation.

This is the effect of the Fourfold Profound Spirit Vein.

Chen Lingxi silent, and the four disciples of Sun-Watching Peak waited quietly behind him.

Chen Lingxi remained silent for a few moments, then suddenly said, "Tell me about Azure Pool Peak and Yellow Luminary Peak."

Zhu Qingjian composed himself several times before bowing to Chen Lingxi again and then answering.

"Clear Pond Peak, Yellow Luminary Peak, and Sun-Watching Peak, like the previous ones, all belong to the lower peaks of Dragon-Offering."

However, in the past few years, Yellow Luminary Peak has produced a person who has ascended to the Dragon-Transformation Immortal Ranking. His Zhuo Jiaowu. He has already cultivated the Profound Root Wondrous Fruit, his great Divine Ability are at their peak, and his combat strength is stronger than many Dao Foundation Realm cultivators.

In addition, Yellow Luminary Peak already had two Dao Foundation Realm cultivators.

Yellow Luminary Peak now boasts three Dao Foundation Realm cultivators and two fourth-grade Spirit Artifact, making it one of the strongest peaks among the lower peaks, truly at the height of its power.

She paused briefly at this point, as if choosing her words.

"Furthermore, Sun-Watching Peak has been declining year by year, and the Peak Master was seriously injured while searching for Divine Ability objects, and eventually perished."

Uncle Chang Le tried to hold on alone, but ultimately he couldn't do it all. He was also injured by Zhuo Jiao Wu and the peak master of Huang Yao Peak, and eventually perished.

"Although Azure Pool Peak is much weaker than Yellow Luminary Peak, it still has two Dao Foundation Realm cultivators."

Besides, it seems that Azure Pool Peak received instructions from Elder Liu Zhi of Sun-Awakening Upper Peak and came here on orders."

Chen Lingxi raised an eyebrow and asked, "What is Elder Liu Zhi's cultivation level?"