Chapter 5 Preparation
It is a desolate, silent and dark place, where even creatures without spiritual intelligence possess a hint of spiritual light hidden in their souls.
It was as if there was something untouchable and terrifying hidden in the silent darkness, waiting for the right moment to break out.
The more Jane An Ning explored, the more her brows furrowed. She was determined to pull out the thing hidden in the darkness, and subconsciously increased her spiritual power to search.
However, the spiritual altar is extremely fragile. If spiritual power is injected into the spiritual altar, it can easily destroy a person's sanity and turn him or her into a fool.
Even though Lu Fei was able to endure it enough, she still groaned in pain because of Jian An Ning's increased spiritual power.
Upon hearing the sound, Jian An Ning suddenly withdrew her hand.
I saw that the clothes on Lu Fei's back were wet with sweat, and his scattered hair was also wet and formed into wisps. He opened his eyes and looked at Jian An Ning without blinking.
It was as if he was silently asking through his eyes: Shouldn't you leave?
Jian Anning looked away guiltily, her fingertips twirling a strand of hair at her temples, and then she said, "If you feel uncomfortable at all, you must tell me."
"Just like just now, if I hadn't come back in time to take a look, how could I have known that you had fainted?"
As Jian Anning spoke, she showed some genuine concern, so she asked again, "What's wrong with you?"
But Lu Fei looked at her expressionlessly, just shook his head slightly and said: "I'm fine, thank you for your concern, Master."
Lu Fei was so eager to have Jian An Ning leave that she almost said it out loud.
Maybe it’s because of the respect for Master that it’s difficult to say it directly?
Jian An Ning thought to herself that she should have the bearing of a teacher, so she said a few words to excuse herself, then left the wooden house and flew towards her cave.
She took out the book she had picked up earlier and thought: Could it be that this book is somewhat credible?
She placed the book on the solid wood table, looked at the four large characters on the cover: "The Road to Godhood", gritted her teeth, and decided to take another closer look at this strange, shabby book.
On the other side, Lu Fei closed her eyes again after Jian An Ning left.
His eyes were plunged into a deep darkness, as if endless night had fallen, and there seemed to be hidden danger.
But he seemed to have gotten used to it, and went straight in a certain direction, where there was the only flicker of light in the endless darkness.
However, there was something pitch black that penetrated the spiritual light and fixed it firmly in a corner of the spiritual platform, like a coffin nail that nailed the spiritual light to death.
Lu Fei didn't know what this thing was, and even his memory of how it came about was vague.
He only remembered immense pain, the twisting pain from his mouth to his soul, and this pain also allowed him to stay lucid enough during the Qingyun Sect's entry trial.
Therefore, he was not pulled into the illusion.
The thing that looked like a coffin nail not only blocked his spiritual light, but also absorbed the spiritual power he refined after he drew the energy into his body.
Lu Fei was indeed wondering what this thing was, but every time he wanted to speak, a huge sense of crisis would spread throughout his body.
He realized that this was not something that could be said casually.
If he is not prepared, he might be killed, but he cannot die, at least not now.
So Lu Fei adjusted his posture, sat cross-legged on the cushion, and began to practice breathing exercises.
On the other side, Jane Anning lit a candle next to her wooden table and regarded reading the storybook as studying hard by lamplight at night.
She supported her cheek with one hand and flipped through the book with the other.
She was not interested in the story of how Ye Qingzhou became a god, and only chose to read the part about Lu Fei.
However, in "The Road to Godhood", although Ye Qingzhou is also a disciple of Qingyun Sect, there is no intersection between him and Lu Fei.
It was as if the two of them were in two different world lines, and these two world lines only overlapped after they became powerful.
When Ye Qingzhou officially faced Lu Fei, Lu Fei had already become a super devil who "massacred four cities and destroyed five sects".
Jane Anning became more and more annoyed as she read, and finally threw the book to the ground.
"What the hell is this?"
As expected, this book is not credible at all, Jane Anning thought to herself.
But what secrets does Lu Fei hide?
She fell into deep thought.
And at this moment, a huge spiritual power fluctuation spread out with a certain point as the center, and all the cultivators in Floating Mountain felt the violent spiritual energy shock.
A beam of fire flew towards Jian Anning's cave.
Jane An Ning seemed to sense something and reached out to grab the fire that was given to her.
The Great Elder's voice could be heard from the flames, saying, "Elder Chu has come out of retreat. The sect competition will begin in three days."
Jane Anning's face suddenly turned as bitter as a bitter gourd.
The elders of Qingyun Sect enjoy the resources of Qingyun Sect, so naturally they have to work for Qingyun Sect. Elders like her who only do the minimum tasks are a minority.
However, there are also only a few elders like Chu Menghuai who are not only crazy about cultivation but also often carry out sect tasks.
It can be said that this person and she are two extremes.
In the past, the hosting of the entrance trials and the sect competitions below the Nascent Soul stage were all undertaken by Chu Menghuai and her Yuqing Peak. On weekdays, the cultivators of Yuqing Peak also inherited her fine traditions.
But Jian Anning was not prepared to fight with her fellow disciples. She thought for a while and sent the news to her three disciples.
Her second disciple is in seclusion, and he will naturally see the news after he comes out. Lu Fei has just joined Qingyun Sect and may not know what the internal competition is about.
However, her most reliable disciple will definitely understand her painstaking efforts.
Not long after, Jian An Ning heard the voice of Fan Qingyue coming to ask for a meeting at the door of the cave.
Jian An Ning was waiting for him to come, so naturally she invited him in.
Fan Qingyue looked a little nervous. He held the sound transmission note sent by Jian Anning tightly in one hand and said to her, "Master, what should we do this time?"
Fan Qingyue has been a member of Qingyun Sect for more than a hundred years and can be said to be the backbone of Yuxuan Peak.
The Qingyun Sect's internal competition does not consider anything else but only each person's ranking in the competition. The higher the ranking, the more and better resources one can get in the next ten years.
At this time, in addition to the level of cultivation, the number of people also becomes an important advantage.
But unfortunately, due to Jian Anning's passiveness and laziness, Fan Qingyue was the only one fighting alone at Yuxuan Peak for a long time. Things got better only when Jiang Tan joined Yuxuan Peak.
However, Jian An Ning was not like some other elders who asked their disciples to provide resources for cultivation. Therefore, the resource rewards won by Fan Qingyue and Jiang Tan in the sect competition would not be redistributed like in other peaks. Instead, they would get whatever they won.
So it seems that Yuxuan Peak is getting a little better.
Jane Anning said so.
However, Fan Qingyue was already immune to Jian Anning's deceptive rhetoric. A hint of disappointment seemed to slip across his face as he said to Jian Anning, "But of all the duels, the most important one was the Nascent Soul Stage one."
Jane Anning's expression suddenly fell again.
She almost collapsed in the chair, completely lacking the sage-like demeanor she had displayed on the day of the entrance trial.
"But it's very troublesome. Besides, I, Jian Anning," she said, looking at Fan Qingyue word by word, "can't beat them."
Fan Qingyue didn't know how his master could say that he couldn't win so confidently. Obviously, his master always told him that anything was possible.
However, he was patient and comforted Jane An Ning with the same words that Jane An Ning usually used to comfort him.
"But Master, you are the strongest person in Yuxuan Peak. You also know that the rewards promised by the sect to those in the Nascent Soul stage are far better than those in lower realms. What's more, there is a new junior brother in Yuxuan Peak now."
Fan Qingyue saw Jian An Ning suddenly sit up, her palms slightly clenched as if she was making up her mind.
Could it be that his beloved Master had finally decided to rise up?
Before Fan Qingyue could feel happy for a moment, Jian Anning patted his shoulder solemnly, looked at him, and said gravely, "So, you already know how important the mission you are carrying is, right?"
Fan Qingyue: ...
Why does it seem like it has become a mobilization for him?
"But, Master, why are you unwilling to have a normal competition with the other elders?"
Fan Qingyue asked the question in his mind directly.
Obviously, Jane Anning couldn't tell anyone that she had used the back door and cheated and deceived others to become the elder.
So she slowly stood up and walked out of the cave.
The moon is on the branches, and the night is dark.
Jian Anning looked up at the stars in the night sky and said, "It's getting late. Why don't you go back and continue practicing?"
Fan Qingyue was of course aware of Jian Anning's evasive attitude. Although he didn't understand why, his awareness as a disciple prevented him from asking further questions.
He had no choice but to bow to Jian An Ning and bid farewell to his master.
But Jian An Ning didn't look at him. She still raised her eyes, not knowing whether she was looking at the bright moon in the sky or the stars.
Although many times, Fan Qingyue felt that his master was acting like a rogue, not like a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, but more like an ordinary mortal in the world.
But there are still some moments, like now, when the cool moonlight envelopes Jane An Ning, as if giving her a halo.
He took her away from the mortal world and flew her into the blue sky. She was like an immortal in the clouds, untouched by worldly affairs, with an inexplicable indifference and alienation.
Fan Qingyue was a little dazed.
He wondered, was it the master who was usually lazy and good at it who was real, or was it the indifferent "immortal" at this moment who was real?
Until the immortal lowered his eyes and looked at him again, a warm smile appeared on his face, like a spring breeze blowing across the earth, melting all the ice and snow on the mountain, and said: "Qingyue, do you want to accept special training from your master again?"
Fan Qingyue shuddered, shook his head vigorously, and then ran away in a hurry.
Jane Anning found it a little funny.
She thought that the only disciple that Yuxuan Peak could currently rely on couldn't be too bad.
So when Fan Qingyue fled in panic, Jian An Ning quietly planned a one-day special training for Fan Qingyue.
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