After finishing her meal, she meditated and circulated her energy through a small cycle. As Qi Changfeng's second disciple, the original owner of this body was quite talented, though not as much as the protagonist. Qinghe had been accepted as a disciple by Qi Changfeng after placing second in the sect's grand competition. The first place winner was her senior brother, Li Jiang, who was also accepted as a disciple by Qi Changfeng.
The levels and ranks in the Chaos Continent are no different from those in other fantasy novels. They are simply the nine realms of Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Deity Transformation, Void Refining, Body Integration, Mahayana, and Tribulation Transcending. Each realm is further divided into early, middle, and late stages.
Qinghe's current cultivation level is the early stage of Nascent Soul, which is considered quite good among fellow cultivators of the same age.
But as the saying goes, it's always good to have many skills. Besides her main cultivation, she also wanted to explore other fields, such as formations and elixirs.
Just kidding, these are all life-saving tricks that will come in very handy when the male lead wants to kill her in the future.
Lost in thought, Luhua Terrace welcomed another guest.
"Junior Sister." This person was none other than Qinghe's senior brother, Li Jiang.
Qinghe snapped out of her reverie at the sound and looked up at him. Even though it wasn't the first time they had met, Qinghe was still captivated by Li Jiang's refined and elegant demeanor.
With bright eyes and white teeth, gentle and refined, he is as beautiful as the stars and the moon, unparalleled in the world.
In a flash, Qinghe snapped out of her infatuation and nodded to Li Jiang: "Senior brother, what is it?"
Adhering to the principle of "less talk, more action" as the first rule for survival, Qinghe was afraid that saying the wrong thing would bring about her death. After all, this was a world of cultivation, and it would be disastrous if people found out that she was not the original owner of the body.
She understands the principle that the more you say, the more mistakes you make.
"I've come to tell you, Master will be out of seclusion in two days. Don't forget to go to the back mountain." After saying that, Li Jiang looked her up and down with concern: "Is your illness alright?"
Qing frowned. "What's wrong? Am I sick? Hmm, it seems like I have been a little bit lately."
He thought to himself, but remained calm on the surface: "I'm fine, don't worry."
Li Jiang nodded: "That's good. If you're really not feeling well, don't force yourself. Your master won't blame you."
Qinghe nodded.
"By the way, the tiger demon has been rampant down the mountain these past few days, harassing the people. I'm preparing to go down the mountain to exorcise it. Would you like to come with me?"
Qing shook her head, indicating her refusal.
Just kidding. With her current strength, if she were the original owner of this body, dealing with the tiger demon would be a piece of cake. Unfortunately, this body is inhabited by a newbie who hasn't been in this body for long and can't even use her spiritual power properly. How could she possibly exorcise a demon? Besides, she knows that Li Jiang can't leave the mountain, so this tiger demon will definitely be eliminated by Qi Changfeng himself.
Before leaving, Li Jiang still gave Qing He the pills she had taken from the Pill Pavilion. Qing He didn't know why, but he was too lazy to refuse, so he accepted them, thinking they might be useful in the future.
The sky was completely dark, with dark clouds surging and stars twinkling. The sky in the cultivation world had a unique beauty.
Qinghe raised her hand, gathering spiritual energy at her fingertips. Strands of golden energy converged and floated into the sky—this was spiritual power. Was a world where martial arts reigned supreme even more cruel than the real world? Could she possibly survive?
Qinghe watched as the spiritual energy drifted into the sky and gradually dissipated, his dark eyes reflecting the crescent moon on the horizon.
Who knows?
*
Two days later, Qi Changfeng emerged from the pass.
Qinghe, Lijiang, and their sect leader, Lu Chang, who is also Qi Changfeng's junior brother, were waiting outside the back mountain.
About an incense stick later, the ground trembled, and the stone door in front slowly opened, revealing a handsome middle-aged man with his hair tied up.
This was the first time Qinghe had seen Qi Changfeng since transmigrating. His legend was circulated throughout the Chaos Continent: a legendary figure with innate jade bones, a heart of great benevolence, who roamed the continent for a century and had one foot in the realm of gods.
To her surprise, Qi Changfeng was so young, without a single gray hair. Come to think of it, this was a cultivation world; there must be some kind of youth-preserving pill or something similar that could maintain one's appearance.
Just as he was thinking about where to get one, the sect leader's uncle, Lu Chang, stepped forward and said, "Congratulations on your completion of seclusion, senior brother. It seems your cultivation has improved once again."
Qi Changfeng waved his hand, "The Tribulation Stage isn't so easy to pass. You'll know when the time comes." He then looked into the distance with an expression of detachment from the world. But the next second, he suddenly grabbed Lu Chang's hand: "Junior brother, I've missed your osmanthus wine so much these past few years of seclusion! Let's go to Ling Shuang Palace quickly, and we'll drink our fill until we're drunk!"
Qinghe stood there dumbfounded. Nothing was more disheartening than watching a handsome, dashing uncle suddenly transform into a complete goofball. Wasn't Qi Changfeng supposed to be a profound, ethereal, and otherworldly master? How did he become so refreshingly unconventional? Master, did you get the wrong script?!
Lu Chang was already used to this, and with a smile, he withdrew his hand, gesturing for Qing and Li Jiang to step forward.
Qing and Li Jiang stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Congratulations, Master, on your completion of seclusion."
"Ahem," Qi Changfeng instantly became serious: "Oh, it's Xiao Da and Xiao Er. It's been a few years, and your cultivation has improved again."
Qing and Yi bowed, automatically ignoring the face-changing skill that was comparable to Sichuan opera. But what the heck was this little guy?
Uncle Lu Chang also brought along a disciple, Lin Nan, who was usually quiet but reliable and talented. He was Uncle Lu Chang's capable disciple.
After catching up, Qi Changfeng took Lu Chang out for drinks, and Qinghe also returned to Luhua Terrace, or more precisely, to that large stone slab.
She had fallen from a maple tree on Luhua Terrace when she first arrived here. The fiery red leaves accompanied her as she plummeted from the sky, crushing the wooden house below. If this body had belonged to an ordinary person, they would have surely perished on the spot, their souls already in the underworld, waiting to be teaed by Yama, the King of Hell.
She was still reeling from the shock of transmigrating into the book, so she ignored the dilapidated house. Later, finding it too much of an eyesore, she simply tore it all down. Fortunately, the original owner had cultivation, so even if she didn't sleep for several days, it wouldn't be a big problem.
These past few days, Qinghe has continued her meditation and cultivation on the large stone slab, not slacking off even though she's about to meet the male lead. She has no interest in clinging to the protagonist's coattails, nor will she do anything against her conscience because of the original owner's tragic fate. Low cultivation level is her original sin; only by improving her cultivation can she survive in this world and do what she can.
Two days later, Qi Changfeng indeed went down the mountain to exorcise the demon, and ordered Qing and Li Jiang to accompany him.
Most of the people living at the foot of Chu Hua Mountain are ordinary people, with a few cultivators, but their strength is low, and most of them are alchemists.
Alchemists are the most numerous profession on this continent. Cultivators cultivate by infusing qi into their bodies, which requires a high level of talent. Alchemists, on the other hand, can transform spiritual energy into fire after reaching the Foundation Establishment stage, and then refine pills. This fire is called Heavenly Fire.
Heavenly fire is related to spiritual power. The stronger the spiritual power, the stronger the heavenly fire that can be refined, and the higher the quality of the elixir that can be made.
In this world of cultivation, elixirs are indispensable. Some people have spent a fortune, even going bankrupt, for a single mid-grade elixir, demonstrating how sought-after the profession of alchemist is.
However, most alchemists are only half-baked, skilled at swindling and cheating. Very few can refine saint-grade pills. The few truly skilled alchemists on the Chaos Continent have joined various sects. For example, the Alchemy Pavilion of the Qingyun Sect was built for a very skilled alchemist.
Qing and the others first went to the victim's home to find out what happened. According to them, this tiger demon was extremely ferocious and bloodthirsty. It could transform into human form and act like an ordinary person. It would lure beautiful women to secluded places, rape and kill them, and the deaths would be extremely gruesome.
At first, no one noticed, but by the time they discovered it, several people had already died. Moreover, some people had even escaped death and witnessed the tiger demon firsthand. Panic gripped the city, and the once bustling streets became deserted. Every household kept their doors tightly shut, afraid to take a single step outside.
Qing and his group left the house and sat down at a shabby table and chairs at a small stall to discuss their next move.
Li Jiang: "I heard from those family members that this tiger demon can transform into human form, so its cultivation level must be quite high. Master, how do you plan to deal with it?"
Qi Changfeng stroked his non-existent beard, his eyes narrowing slightly: "Demons belong to the demon race, and the demon race has been trying to seize the Chaos Continent for more than a day or two. I'm afraid this tiger demon isn't just killing people, but is targeting our Qingyun Sect."
Li Jiang pondered, but Qing He didn't take those words to heart.
The demons had already begun their operation, but it wasn't a mere tiger demon; it was the Demon Lord's beloved daughter.
Qi Changfeng closed his eyes, his body surrounded by spiritual energy, as he sensed the tiger demon's location.
He opened his eyes after a moment, his gaze turning slightly cold: "I couldn't sense the tiger demon's location. Perhaps it obtained some rare treasure and concealed its presence."
Li Jiang: "So that's how it is. No wonder it dared to commit crimes on Mount Chuhua. If someone hadn't discovered it, not only would it have harmed many more people, but it would have also damaged the reputation of the Qingyun Sect."
"I have a plan." Qinghe looked up at the two people opposite him.
Li Jiang met her gaze and instantly understood. The two of them said at the same time, "It's a honey trap."
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