Recruitment

Chu Zhiyuan was about to leave when he suddenly looked at Fu Zheng.

He sensed that something was wrong with Fu Zheng.

The aura around Fu Zheng began to surge violently, and she too noticed the anomaly.

Li Yuzhen and Fu Biqiong also looked over.

Fu Zheng realized she was on the verge of losing control. She hurriedly closed her bright eyes and focused with all her strength on sorting it out.

The aura around her body roiled more and more fiercely.

Above her head, Spiritual Qi rapidly gathered from the sky, forming a cloud of Spiritual Qi.

As the cloud of Spiritual Qi grew denser and denser, a vortex formed in the void.

The Spiritual Qi emerging from the vortex became increasingly pure as it rushed toward Fu Zheng. At a glance, it resembled an enormous funnel, dripping pure Spiritual Qi into Fu Zheng's body.

Fu Zheng's emerald gauze robes gradually swelled.

Chu Zhiyuan turned to Fu Biqiong. "Congratulations, Sect Master Fu."

As a Venerable, Fu Biqiong naturally knew what this scene signified. Her face was filled with both shock and delight.

She stared intently at Fu Zheng. "It must be that the Azure Bamboo Sword Art has given her some insight. She is finally about to break through."

She knew Fu Zheng's aptitude was astonishing. At such a young age, she had entered the Intent Transformation Realm, so she ought to have been able to enter the Nascent Soul Stage.

Yet constrained by demonic arts, breaking through to the Nascent Soul Stage was far from easy—far harder than for ordinary cultivators.

Demonic arts made them, and demonic arts trapped them. Such was the fate of those who cultivated demonic arts.

Never had she imagined that Fu Zheng would be on the verge of breaking through so soon. A