Having said this, the Human Emperor gazed deeply at the First Prince and spoke solemnly, "My child, whether father's decision is right or wrong is undecided within me. But regardless, I must make thorough preparations for our lineage. From today on, you will lead a group of your closest confidants and leave the dynasty immediately. I have a vague sense of foreboding. If something unexpected happens to me one day, at least this will preserve a spark of hope for our lineage."
The Qingyun Sect was currently in a state of remarkable splendor. Its fame had spread throughout the vast Kyushu Continent, making it a truly prestigious sect.
Across this vast land, the Qingyun Sect's name is known like thunder, drawing the attention of countless heroes and valiant. This is naturally due to the fact that the sect harbors numerous talented individuals and masters. These masters possess unfathomable strength and a renowned reputation, earning the other sects a deep respect for the Qingyun Sect.
Furthermore, the Qingyun Sect possesses a miraculous spiritual spring. This spring is imbued with rich spiritual energy, like the purest rain from heaven and earth. Disciples nourished by it over a long period of time have seen rapid advancements in their cultivation, their progress truly astonishing. Consequently, upon hearing of this, many wandering cultivators flocked to the sect, hoping to join the Qingyun Sect and harness the spring's power to enhance their own strength.
The Qingyun Sect was also extremely generous to those who came to join them, never sparing any resources for cultivation. As long as they sincerely joined, they would receive the same treatment as formal disciples and enjoy an ample supply of resources.
At this moment, the Great Elder Qiyue, atop Sword King Mountain, was bursting into laughter, his voice echoing through the valley. "Hahahahaha! Wonderful! Truly wonderful! This Jiuhua Sword Body is truly a rare swordsmanship prodigy! I've devoted my entire life to studying the sword, and I thought I had achieved something, but compared to this man, my life has been wasted!" It turned out that ever since Wang Fan acquired the Jiuhua Sword Technique from Jiang Feng, he had passed it on to three of his outstanding disciples. Since then, whenever they had a moment's leisure, the three would gather together to delve into this mysterious sword technique.
Although they had only mastered the first level of the Nine Hua Sword Art—Purple Qi Coming from the East—even with this mere level, the power it unleashed far surpassed their respective previous sword techniques. Every time they unleashed this sword technique, the sword energy surged, seemingly tearing through the very air, leaving the audience awestruck.
Meanwhile, Elder Tianji and his three fellow apprentices were completely absorbed in two mysterious divine books. These books, of extraordinary origin, were said to contain endless mysteries and secrets. Determined to fully comprehend their depth, the four diligently studied day and night, forgetting food and sleep, hoping to comprehend the deeper principles of the Heavenly Dao.
The several veterans of the Treasure Pavilion were also extremely busy at this moment. Like industrious bees, they tirelessly traveled across the vast expanse of the land. Utilizing their unique methods and magical powers, they explored and collected all manner of rare cultivation resources. These resources came from mysterious caves deep in the mountains and swamps, or were hidden treasures within ancient ruins. Each one was truly priceless, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for cultivators.
Yet, despite the immense difficulties in acquiring these resources, the veterans of the Baibao Pavilion never gave up. Undeterred by the dangers and the long journeys, they persevered in returning the treasures they found to the Qingyun Sect. This allowed the sect's numerous disciples to benefit from these precious resources and elevate their cultivation.
Compared to the seniors at the Baibao Pavilion, Bai Qingcang and the other core members were even busier. They personally oversaw the cultivation progress of their disciples, dedicating themselves wholeheartedly to overseeing their progress. Whether it was early morning exercises or solitary training in the dead of night, they could be seen shuttling between various training sites. Not only did they provide guidance and corrections on their disciples' methods, they also constantly monitored each individual's progress, never allowing for even the slightest negligence.
It is precisely because of their rigorous and serious attitude and careful teaching that the disciples of Qingyun Sect are greatly encouraged. Everyone is motivated and determined to move forward bravely on this long road of martial arts and strive to achieve greater achievements and breakthroughs.
At that moment, in a quiet and elegant pavilion in the back hills, Jiang Feng, Bai Ling, Song Yunfeng, Hu Sanniang, and Lü Lingfeng were gathered together. A gentle breeze blew outside, swaying willow branches gracefully; inside, the fragrance of tea filled the air, creating a harmonious atmosphere.
Lu Lingfeng spoke first with a look of emotion, "Young Master, Lingfeng admires you from the bottom of my heart! Look at this world of cultivation, it's full of deception and schemes, and people are just exploiting each other. However, since you took over the Qingyun Sect, the situation has changed drastically! Everyone here truly treats the sect as their own home. That sense of belonging is truly indescribable. It's a wonderful feeling!"
Jiang Feng smiled slightly upon hearing this and jokingly responded, "Haha, Old Lu! If those younger generations heard what you said, they would probably laugh at you! You know, you are a well-known warrior of our Qingyun Sect!"
Lu Lingfeng quickly waved his hands, smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "Young Master, please stop making fun of me! Thinking back to when I was in the Imperial Guard, looking at the tragic end of other teammates, and then comparing it with my current situation, I feel extremely lucky and happy to have such an ending. Alas, if I had known that this would be the situation today, why would I have been so stupid..." At this point, Lu Lingfeng couldn't help but sigh, and a complex look of regret and relief flashed in his eyes.
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