Master Xuanji, along with Zhang Shaozhong and Ling Qingxue, flew towards the Taiqing Sect on a cloud.
After the old man's cultivation was fully restored, he moved incredibly fast, and in the blink of an eye, he saw the gate of the Taiqing Sect.
The Taiqing Sect is truly magnificent, with one immortal mountain after another, a continuous range of mountains shrouded in immortal energy, and white jade steps extending from the foot of the mountain all the way to the top, stretching as far as the eye can see.
Two rows of disciples stood in front of the mountain gate, all dressed in flowing white robes, as if they were filming an ancient costume drama.
"Greetings, Sect Master!" The disciples guarding the mountain knelt down in unison upon seeing True Person Xuanji.
Master Xuanji waved his hand and said to Zhang Shaozhong and Ling Qingxue, "Come with me."
He led the two to a particularly high mountain peak, pointed to a cave halfway up the mountain, and said to Zhang Shaozhong, "You will live here from now on. If you need any cultivation resources, just tell Qingxue."
He then instructed Ling Qingxue, "Qingxue, take good care of him. He has just refined the Chaos Origin and needs to stabilize his realm."
Ling Qingxue bowed her head and replied, "Yes, Master."
Zhang Shaozhong remained expressionless from beginning to end. As soon as Xuanji Zhenren left, he went straight into the cave, slammed the door shut, and began to meditate and cultivate.
Ling Qingxue stood outside the door, feeling extremely distressed.
Zhang Shaozhong wasn't like this before; now he's like a block of ice.
After a while, she gently knocked on the door: "Husband, I've brought you some pills."
There was no movement inside.
Ling Qingxue knocked again: "Husband?"
"unnecessary."
Zhang Shaozhong's icy voice rang out.
Ling Qingxue persisted: "You've just broken through; you need to stabilize your realm..."
Before he could finish speaking, the cave door suddenly opened, and Zhang Shaozhong stood at the entrance, his eyes so cold they could freeze a person: "I said I don't need it. If you have nothing else to do, then leave. Don't delay my cultivation."
Looking at his striking white hair, Ling Qingxue felt a lump in her throat: "Husband, do we have to do this?"
Zhang Shaozhong frowned: "My name is Zhang Shaozhong, not your husband. Also, don't cry in front of me, it's affecting my cultivation."
After saying that, he tried to close the door again.
Ling Qingxue quickly reached out to stop him: "Fine, I won't call you husband. But could you please stop cultivating so recklessly? Cultivating the Supreme Forgetfulness Technique too quickly will damage your foundation!"
Zhang Shaozhong sneered: "Damage to the foundation? As long as I can avenge myself against the Demon Lord sooner, what does it matter if my foundation is damaged a little?"
Ling Qingxue grew anxious: "But there's a method to revenge! The way you're doing it now..."
"My affairs are none of your business."
Zhang Shaozhong interrupted her, "If you're so bored, go find your master. Don't get in the way here."
These words were so harsh that Ling Qingxue finally couldn't hold back her tears and they fell.
Zhang Shaozhong felt inexplicably irritated as he watched her cry, but the Supreme Forgetfulness Technique immediately suppressed this irritation.
He said coldly, "If you want to cry, go cry outside. Don't bother me here."
After saying that, he closed the door immediately.
Ling Qingxue stood outside the door for a long time, then wiped away her tears, turned around, and left.
From that day on, Zhang Shaozhong began a frenzied training regimen.
Apart from necessary breathing exercises, he hardly ate, drank, or slept, spending all his time meditating and practicing.
Ling Qingxue would come every day to deliver pills and food, but Zhang Shaozhong never opened the door.
She left the things by the door, and when she came back next time, she found them still there, untouched.
Master Xuanji would occasionally come to visit, and each time he was very satisfied: "Not bad, his Dao heart is firm, he is a good prospect."
One time, Ling Qingxue couldn't hold back any longer and went to Master Xuanji: "Master, my husband will have problems cultivating like this! The Supreme Forgetfulness Technique is already dangerous, and he's still pushing himself so hard..."
Master Xuanji disagreed: "What cultivation is without risks? He's currently filled with hatred, which is the perfect state for his cultivation. Don't worry about him, just focus on assisting him."
Ling Qingxue had no choice but to continue delivering things every day.
That day, she came to the cave again and found that the food placed at the door was still untouched.
She sighed and was about to leave when she suddenly heard a muffled thud from inside.
"Husband?"
Ling Qingxue hurriedly knocked on the door, "Are you alright?"
There was no response from inside.
Ling Qingxue panicked and pushed open the cave door, rushing inside.
Zhang Shaozhong was lying on the ground, blood at the corner of his mouth, his face as pale as paper.
"My husband!"
Ling Qingxue quickly helped him up and fed him a pill.
Zhang Shaozhong slowly woke up, saw that it was her, and immediately pushed her away: "Who let you in?"
Ling Qingxue was both angry and distressed: "You've been cultivating to the point of vomiting blood! If you continue like this, you'll suffer a qi deviation!"
Zhang Shaozhong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said coldly, "My affairs are none of your business. Get out."
Ling Qingxue stood still: "I'm not leaving! You must rest today!"
Zhang Shaozhong's eyes turned cold: "I said, get out."
The two were locked in a stalemate when Master Xuanji arrived.
"What's going on?" Master Xuanji asked, frowning.
Ling Qingxue quickly said, "Master, my husband overdid it during cultivation and just vomited blood!"
Master Xuanji checked Zhang Shaozhong's condition and nodded, saying, "It's nothing serious. He just circulated his true energy too quickly. He just needs to rest for a while."
He said to Ling Qingxue, "Go and fetch some elixirs to strengthen your body and replenish your vital energy."
After Ling Qingxue left, Master Xuanji said to Zhang Shaozhong, "Cultivation requires a balance of intensity and relaxation; haste makes waste. In your current state, you'll collapse before you even have a chance to avenge yourself against the Demon Lord."
Zhang Shaozhong was silent for a moment, then asked, "Senior, how much longer will it take before I can take revenge on the Demon Lord?"
Master Xuanji stroked his beard: "At your current pace, you might have a chance if you cultivate for another thirty to fifty years."
"Thirty to fifty years?"
Zhang Shaozhong's eyes turned cold. "It's been too long."
"Then cultivate diligently, and don't ruin yourself." After saying this, Master Xuanji left.
After a while, Ling Qingxue returned with the pills and found Zhang Shaozhong sitting there again, preparing to cultivate.
"You still want to practice?" Ling Qingxue handed him the pills. "Take the medicine first."
Zhang Shaozhong didn't even look at it: "Just put it there."
Ling Qingxue shoved the pill into his hand: "Eat it now!"
Zhang Shaozhong frowned as he looked at her.
Ling Qingxue refused to back down: "If you don't eat, I'm not leaving here today!"
Zhang Shaozhong stared at her for a while, and finally swallowed the pill.
Ling Qingxue breathed a sigh of relief and said softly, "I know you want revenge, but you should take care of your health. If your parents were alive, they would be heartbroken to see you like this."
When his parents were mentioned, Zhang Shaozhong's eyes grew even colder: "It is precisely because I want revenge that I need to become stronger even faster."
But he stopped cultivating and instead closed his eyes to regulate his breathing.
Ling Qingxue sat beside him, looking at his white hair, her heart aching with unbearable sorrow.
She knew that Zhang Shaozhong was like a tightly strung string, ready to snap at any moment.
All she could do was stand by silently, hoping that one day he would be able to move on from his hatred.
But judging from the current situation, that day seems to be a long way off.
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