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The argument between Wen Zheng and the system continued in her ears, but Mu Qing relaxed.
After confirming that Wen Zheng hadn't poisoned him and that her sudden kindness was just to increase his favorability, Mu Qing finished the spiritual fruit in his hand and then took another one from Wen Zheng's hand.
As expected, Wen Zheng glared at him angrily several times.
Mu Qing didn't like the taste of the spiritual fruit, but the fact that he could make Wen Zheng angry made him feel much better.
"System, if I scold Mu Qing once, will his favorability increase?" Wen Zheng suspected that Mu Qing had masochistic tendencies.
[As long as the Immortal Venerable isn't mentally unstable, his favorability rating will most likely decrease.]
Wen Zheng fell silent and began packing her things.
Mu Qing watched as Wen Zheng extinguished the charcoal fire and took away the carpet. Her eyelids twitched, and she spoke up to stop her: "You've lived on Aoxue Peak for so long, is there a problem with your cultivation?"
Wen Zheng just said that she has a problem with her cultivation; it seems she has encountered a bottleneck and is unable to break through.
Upon hearing this, Wen Zheng paused in packing her things and sat down at the table: "Do you know how to draw talismans?"
"I know a little." Having followed Qingling Daoist for so long, Mu Qing had some understanding of talismans.
"Then can you help me see what the problem is?" Wen Zheng drew a simple talisman and then activated it.
The talisman flew out and exploded with a loud bang, like a firecracker being thrown.
After watching the whole thing, Mu Qing frowned and asked, "Is this a talisman you created yourself?"
"This is a speed-boosting spell."
Mu Qing: "..."
Can a speed rune explode?
Wen Zheng glanced at Mu Qing, who was deep in thought, and continued packing.
Mu Qing didn't stop her this time because he had never seen an explosive speed talisman before and couldn't solve Wen Zheng's problem.
Wen Zheng was halfway through packing when she suddenly said, "What do you think about digging up my master and having someone summon his spirit?"
Mu Qing looked at her in shock: "Are you crazy?!"
"Just kidding." Wen Zheng sat down to the side and flipped through Qingling Daoist's notes again.
Mu Qing felt uneasy as she watched Wen Zheng studying diligently. Would she really go and dig up the grave?
After thinking for a moment, Mu Qing took out Silver Sand Grass from her storage ring and handed it to Wen Zheng: "This is Silver Sand Grass, which can stabilize the primordial spirit and improve cultivation."
Silver Sand Grass is very useful for cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage. He no longer needs it, so he might as well give it to Wen Zheng to prevent her from having any thoughts of betraying her master and ancestors.
Wen Zheng took it; the silver sand grass in her hand was pure white, with rough leaves, as if it were covered with a layer of sand.
"Is this really a gift for me?"
Mu Qing was worried that Wen Zheng's sudden kindness was a ploy to poison him, and Wen Zheng thought the same thing.
The two had a slightly strained relationship, so why would he give her the herbs she needed for no reason? Could there be something wrong with the silver thread grass?
Wen Zheng's changing expression caught Mu Qing's eye. He took a deep breath and told himself to stay calm: "In order not to disturb Master's eternal sleep, take the Silver Sand Grass and go into seclusion to cultivate."
Hearing him say that, Wen Zheng accepted the Silver Sand Grass with peace of mind and put the half-received item back.
Mu Qing watched as Wen Zheng restored the items to their original state with a smile on her face, and felt a headache coming on.
Fortunately, his master died early. If he were still alive, having such a disciple would probably cause him to have heart attacks every day.
Wen Zheng showed no embarrassment after her change of expression and asked with a smile, "Immortal Venerable, if I have any questions about my cultivation, may I ask you?"
Mu Qing is at least at the Nascent Soul stage, so he should know more about cultivation matters, and he also has a lot of good stuff.
"I'll be away for the next few days. If you have any questions, go ask the sect leader." Mu Qing relit the charcoal fire.
Wen Zheng didn't pay much attention and casually asked, "Not here? Where did you go?"
Is there some important matter that requires Mu Qing to travel far away?
"I have to go to the Ghost Clan for something." Mu Qing took a bite of the spirit fruit.
Upon hearing "Ghost Clan," Wen Zheng's eyes flickered: "What are you going to do in the Ghost Clan? Can you bring one more person with you?"
When Mu Qing saw her asking, she replied, "No."
Wen Zheng clicked her tongue impatiently at the refusal, then thought for a moment and said, "I've been on the mountain for so long, and I haven't gone out to train yet. How about you take me with you this time, Senior Brother?"
Mu Qing now understands it clearly: Wen Zheng usually calls him Immortal Venerable, but calls him Senior Brother when asking for help—the distinction is very obvious.
This time he called me "senior brother" again, it seems he wants to go to the Ghost Clan.
But what is she going to the demon clan for?
Seeing Mu Qing lost in thought, Wen Zheng asked, "What's wrong? Is there a problem, Senior Brother?"
Mu Qing considered Wen Zheng's way of handling things and decisively refused: "Your cultivation is too low. Going there would only be suicide."
Again, the cultivation level is low.
Wen Zheng had lost count of how many times she had been rejected because of her cultivation level.
However, if she doesn't go to the Ghost Clan, she won't be able to repair her meridians, and without repairing her meridians, her cultivation level won't improve.
The two have reached a dead end.
Wen Zheng said earnestly, "Immortal Venerable, I have something very important to do and need to go to the Ghost Clan. I promise I won't hold you back."
Mu Qing glanced at her: "Your promise is worthless."
Hearing the discriminatory words, Wen Zheng felt a pang of heartache. Clutching the silver sand grass, she pondered for a moment and asked, "What if I could raise my cultivation level by one rank?"
Mu Qing: "I'm leaving in three days. Are you sure you can handle it?"
Wen Zheng: "Of course, see you in three days, Immortal Venerable."
Wen Zheng took the silver sand grass and turned to leave.
Mu Qing watched her resolute figure walk away into the distance, then ate another bite of the spiritual fruit.
The next day.
Wen Zheng returned from Danfeng early in the morning, carrying a large bundle on her back, followed by Qu Hong and Mo Xin.
Back in the house, Wen Zheng untied her bundle, revealing white porcelain bottles scattered all over the floor.
Mo Xin picked up the porcelain bottle, smelled it, and frowned, saying, "Breakthrough Pill, you want to force a breakthrough?"
The Breakthrough Pill is a very special thing; it can force a person to break through their cultivation level, but the success rate is very low. Moreover, if the breakthrough fails, the cultivation level will plummet, so most people dare not use it.
“That’s right, I’m going to the Ghost Clan. Immortal Venerable Mu promised that I could go with him after my cultivation breaks through.” Wen Zheng put away the porcelain bottle and poured out the pills inside.
There was only one Breakthrough Pill; the others were all enhanced versions of Spirit Gathering Pills. Wen Zheng was preparing to force a breakthrough.
With a large amount of Spirit Gathering Pills and Silver Sand Grass, her spiritual power can rise in a short period of time. With the addition of Breakthrough Pills, she has a chance to break through to the mid-Foundation Establishment stage.
"This is too risky." Qu Hong looked at the sheer number of Spirit Gathering Pills that could choke a person, and couldn't help but advise, "The chances of failure with Breakthrough Pills are too high, and besides, you are currently..."
What she wanted to say was that Wen Zheng hadn't even reached the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment yet, and forcing a breakthrough would definitely result in failure.
Wen Zheng certainly understood this principle, but not only was her cultivation speed slow, she was also encountering difficulties with talismans. If she didn't solve one of them, she really wouldn't feel safe.
She didn't know the problem with the talisman, but she had to try any methods to repair her meridians once she found a clue.
"The Ghost Clan may possess methods to repair meridians; I must go on this trip." Wen Zheng placed her hopes on these elixirs.
Qu Hong and Mo Xin knew about the method Wen Zheng mentioned, but both of them thought it was just a rumor and not necessarily credible.
But seeing Wen Zheng like this, I don't know how to comfort her.
We can't shatter all her hopes.
Seeing Wen Zheng take the Spirit Gathering Pill, Mo Xin asked, "You called us here because you want our help?"
He saw through Wen Zheng's purpose and asked her the question.
Wen Zheng was busy taking the pills and didn't have time to answer, so she nodded in response.
Qu Hong wanted to persuade her again, but Mo Xin stopped her: "Let her give it a try. There's always a way out. What if she succeeds?"
Wen Zheng always seems to have good luck. When he first learned that her sword bone had been stolen, he felt quite sorry for her. But before long, she obtained the inheritance of Qingling Daoist and became the junior sister of Immortal Venerable Muqing. Her luck is extraordinary.
"Okay, I'll help too." Qu Hong didn't try to persuade her further.
The two sat down behind Wen Zheng and waited for her to finish taking the pill and circulate her spiritual energy. Then they put their hands on Wen Zheng's shoulders and transferred their spiritual energy into her body.
Wen Zheng consumed a large number of Spirit Gathering Pills in a short period of time, resulting in an unprecedented amount of spiritual energy accumulating in her dantian. She felt as if she was about to explode.
With two more streams of spiritual energy entering her body, Wen Zheng immediately urged her own spiritual energy to attach to them. The three streams of spiritual energy surged and crashed through her damaged meridians, causing Wen Zheng to turn pale with pain.
She forced herself not to cry out, enduring the repeated opening of her meridians and the spiritual energy that snaked through her body, tearing at her relentlessly.
Qu Hong and Mo Xin sat behind Wen Zheng, unable to see her expression, but they could feel her shoulders trembling like a leaf.
Qu Hong asked with concern, "Should we stop?"
Sweat dripped down Wen Zheng's cheek. She gritted her teeth and squeezed out two words: "Continue."
The Spirit Gathering Pill had just taken effect, and she couldn't let all her previous efforts go to waste.
Qu Hong sighed and continued to channel her spiritual power.
The pain intensified, and beads of sweat dripped from Wen Zheng's forehead. She tore off a piece of her clothing, stuffed it into her mouth, and bit down hard before closing her eyes and concentrating.
After an unknown amount of time, feeling that the spiritual energy in her dantian was almost completely exhausted, Wen Zheng removed the cloth stuffed in her mouth, took out the Silver Sand Grass, and swallowed it in one gulp.
The rough leaves grazed his throat, transforming into a massive amount of spiritual energy that fiercely assaulted his meridians.
Wen Zheng couldn't hold it in and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Wen Zheng!!" Qu Hong and Mo Xin shouted in unison.
Wen Zheng wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and opened her mouth to say that she was fine, but the spiritual power in her body suddenly surged and uncontrollably impacted her meridians.
Wen Zheng didn't have time to speak; she could only try to stabilize her chaotic spiritual energy.
The powerful spiritual energy almost formed a domain, forcing Qu Hong and Mo Xin to retreat continuously.
The two tried to approach each other by channeling their spiritual power, but were pushed back. Mo Xin chanted incantations to defend himself while observing Wen Zheng's condition.
Her condition was not good at the moment; blood was flowing from the corners of her mouth and ears, clearly a result of the spiritual energy shock, but she had not yet stabilized her spiritual energy.
"Wen Zheng... she might fail," Mo Xin whispered.
Qu Hong turned to look at him: "So what do we do now? Doesn't she still have the Breakthrough Pill?"
"Even with stable spiritual energy, it's easy to fail when using a breakthrough pill, let alone now."
The two observed Wen Zheng quietly, watching her bleed more and more, and were terrified.
"We have to find a way to interrupt her," Qu Hong said, then turned and ran out.
Mo Xin wanted to chase after her, but after glancing up at Wen Zheng who was breaking through, he gritted his teeth and stayed behind.
Wen Zheng is not in good condition. She has too much spiritual energy in her body and cannot consume it at all. The excess spiritual energy washes over her body again and again, and she is in so much pain that she is almost losing her senses.
She wanted to call Moxin over to interrupt her, but her mouth was full of blood and she was in so much pain that she couldn't speak.
Mo Xin watched helplessly as Wen Zheng's condition worsened, his heart filled with anxiety. Just as he was about to go find someone, the door opened, and Qu Hong led Mu Qing in.
Mu Qing looked up and saw Wen Zheng bleeding from all seven orifices, almost dying. She remained silent for a moment.
He never expected Wen Zheng to risk her life so desperately to go to the Ghost Clan, almost killing herself in the process.
Whether Wen Zheng lives or dies is not important, but her master's legacy still resides in her. In order to preserve her master's legacy, he has no choice but to take action.
Mu Qing stepped into the chaotic spiritual energy field. With a wave of her hand, the surrounding temperature dropped instantly, and the randomly wandering spiritual energy seemed to be frozen. Wen Zheng opened her eyes and finally stopped spitting blood.
Seeing that the person had woken up, Mu Qing was about to say a few words when Wen Zheng picked up the Breakthrough Pill and swallowed it in one gulp, then activated the spiritual power in her body to begin her breakthrough.
"Senior brother, I would like to trouble you to protect me."
Upon hearing Wen Zheng's words, Mu Qing's intention to turn around and leave vanished instantly.
After all, there are still two people here. What would happen if they turned around and left?
However, he did not expect Wen Zheng to be so reckless, daring to take a Breakthrough Pill in this state and force a breakthrough.
He stayed to see Wen Zheng's miserable state after her failed breakthrough. "Alright, junior sister."
Time ticked by, and Qu Hong and Mo Xin grew anxious, but dared not ask Mu Qing about the situation; they could only wait.
The two found a corner to meditate and regulate their breathing. Just as they were finishing, Wen Zheng encountered a problem.
Her spiritual energy surged once more, and the previously frozen spiritual energy was destroyed by a gust of wind. The wind caused the clothes of the people inside the room to flutter wildly.
Mu Qing waved her hand to block the wind, a mocking smile appearing on her usually cold face.
Despite all my efforts, I still failed. That's just fate.
Before Mu Qing could even raise the corners of her mouth in a smile, just as she was about to intervene and stop Wen Zheng's breakthrough to rescue her, the surrounding wind stopped.
Wen Zheng, who had been keeping her eyes closed for a long time, opened them and said to Mu Qing in front of her, "Mu Qing, I have broken through."
After saying that, he vomited a mouthful of blood and fainted to the side.
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