When Rongrong saw her great-grandfather for the first time, she shrank timidly behind her mother.
In fact, upon his arrival, Imperial Preceptor Zhao had already guessed the general situation. He knew that his eldest son was too obsessed with material gain. He had cherished and doted on his daughter when she was gifted, but now that she had lost her talent, he had discarded her like a worn-out shoe.
Master Zhao wanted to say a few more words to Zhao Yue, but Rongrong suddenly whimpered in pain and fell backwards.
Zhao Yue quickly hugged her daughter and looked anxiously at her grandfather. Master Zhao hadn't figured out what was going on when Luo Jianqing said with a smile, "Cleansing the tendons and marrow, shedding the bones and replacing the roots. Without going through some pain, how can you get something better?"
After he finished speaking, Luo Jianqing stepped forward and bowed to the stunned Zhao Yue, saying, "Madam Lin, I originally thought that the Yuqing Xiushen Pill was enough to end our relationship. But now, your grandfather has given me some more gifts, which makes me owe you more favors. Therefore, I will give you one last gift."
This time, Luo Jianqing did not do it himself. He turned to look at his master.
The two stared at each other for a moment. Xuan Lingzi shook his head helplessly, raised his hand, drew a talisman in the air, and with a light touch, it sank into Zhao Yue's body. The next moment, to everyone's surprise, spiritual power gradually appeared in the empty meridians in Zhao Yue's body!
The originally dry and damaged meridians gradually recovered with the nourishment of spiritual power.
A quarter of an hour later, although her strength had only recovered to the second level of weapon refining, she was at the eighth level of Qi refining. As long as a few days passed, she would be able to recover her former strength!
Moreover, even Master Zhao did not notice that there was a faint golden light in Zhao Yue's meridians.
Everyone watched in shock as Zhao Yue regained her strength. By the time they came to their senses, Luo Jianqing and the other two had already left. They left without making a sound, and even Master Zhao, who was in the early Nascent Soul stage, was completely unaware.
Only then did Zhao Tiancai realize what kind of people he was provoking.
Zhao Tian muttered to himself, his voice hoarse, "Fortunately... fortunately, I didn't do it directly."
Master Zhao's face turned cold, and he glared at his eldest son. Then he turned around and asked, "Yue'er, who are your two friends?"
Zhao Yue was stunned for a moment, muttering, "I only know that one of them is surnamed Luo and the other is surnamed Wu." After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Yue finally confessed to her grandfather who loved her the most, "Along the way, I once heard that fellow Daoist Luo call fellow Daoist Wu... Master."
One word can cause a thousand waves!
Zhao Yue's third sister exclaimed, "Fellow Daoist Luo is already so powerful, and Fellow Daoist Wu, who is standing next to him and keeping a low profile, is actually his master?"
Zhao Yue's eldest brother also said in disbelief: "This...what kind of cultivation level do these two people have?!"
Zhao Tian thought for a moment and said, "They said they were disciples of Yuxiao Sect."
After hearing these words, Master Zhao pondered for a moment. "Yuxiao Sect? To be able to cultivate such a formidable figure, it's definitely not an ordinary sect. Even the Yudao Sect doesn't have such a formidable figure. Fellow Daoist Luo's bone age seems to be less than fifty years old, and Fellow Daoist Wu next to him is so unfathomable that I can't even detect him. Yuxiao Sect... Yuxiao..."
Master Zhao suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at his granddaughter with horror.
Everyone looked at him curiously. The old Imperial Master trembled for a long moment, then tossed his robe and roared with laughter. "If that's the case, then my Zhao family has encountered a golden opportunity. We're about to rise! Rongrong originally possessed a second-grade upper-grade physique. I wonder what she'll become when she wakes up! This is my Zhao family's chance to rise! From today on, I will personally lead Rongrong in cultivation and train her to become an immortal!"
At this moment, Luo Jianqing and Xuan Lingzi seemed to be walking slowly, but they were actually moving at an extremely fast speed. In the blink of an eye, they had covered more than ten meters, and no one around them noticed. Not long after, they left Shadu.
Turning around and looking at the two big words "Shadu" on the city gate, Luo Jianqing smiled slightly and continued to move forward with his master.
At the same time, in the demon realm, Yin Ji, who was half-lying on the throne in the main hall, also received the news. In fact, the moment the Demon Lord attempted to break through, the Heavenly Demon Lord, who was still in seclusion, noticed it and told Yin Ji about it.
Yin Ji had a sullen face and stared at the three sea lords kneeling below with her cold snake eyes.
After a long pause, Yin Ji smiled softly and said, "If Xiao Qianqiu won't come out, then force him out! I don't believe he can remain hidden in that Demonic Palace forever." After a pause, Yin Ji suddenly thought, "Wait, who just said that Xiao Qianqiu's new disciple... reached the late Nascent Soul stage before the age of sixty?"
The Thirteenth Sea Lord raised his head and said, "It was my subordinate who told me. It is said that five or six years ago, his disciple seemed to have traveled to the Thirty-Six States. At that time, there were rumors that he had reached the late Nascent Soul stage."
Yin Ji stroked her pointed jaw and laughed from her throat. "Master is about to break through, and his disciple is also making such rapid progress? Since Xiao Qianqiu refuses to come out, his disciple will definitely come out. You have watched the situation in the Demon Palace carefully. I want to know within a year why Xiao Qianqiu was able to get the opportunity to break through!"
Demonic Realm.
Mo Qiu had just emerged from retreat, his spiritual energy condensed like a physical object. He bathed and changed his clothes, then donned a blood-red robe and walked out of his palace. As soon as he stepped out, he saw the steward Qi Luo, who was guarding the door.
Mo Qiu's beautiful peach blossom eyes slightly raised, and he asked in a good mood: "Why, what happened during my retreat these days?"
Qi Luo lowered his head and respectfully recounted the major events that had occurred during this period.
Mo Qiu listened to them one by one. At the end, Qi Luo took out a jade token from his sleeve and handed it to Mo Qiu, saying, "This is the token sent to the Demonic Palace by someone arranged by the Buddhist disciples of Guiyuan Sect.
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