Yellow Court Daoist-Chapter 203 - 190: End of the 9th World! [Seeking Monthly Pass!]_2

Looking back at the Changqing Realm, gazing upon my ninth life.

Lu Qingfeng rose through the ranks in the Changqing Realm, unrivaled under the heavens. He once believed he could ride the winds of fortune, leverage the opportunities offered by Demon Suppressing Mountain to reach new heights—

Even to catch a glimpse of the realms of the Immortal Gods.

Who would have thought that the Upper Realm Immortals would stoop so low as to intervene personally?

Against the hand of an Immortal God, Lu Qingfeng had no chance of escape.

He chose death instead.

After death, full of fury, he could only seize the unguarded moment to curse Ling Feng to death. Soon after, Four Bright Gongbin Yuanjun came to his senses, tracking the ethereal traces to exact revenge.

Lu Qingfeng took advantage of the gap, settling his affairs. He returned the Wind and Fire Pearl, Nine Strategies Xuanhao Talisman, and other Eighth Rank Magical Artifacts back to General Ridge. He then used Fu He to give the order to annihilate the Four Bright Sect.

Although the Four Bright Gongbin Yuanjun was strong, the Soul Searching Temple is the mightiest in the Changqing Realm.

Once they make a move, no Immortal Sect under heaven can withstand them.

With True Man Ling Feng of the Four Bright Sect dead, without foreign aid or intervention from the Heavenly Immortals, the Four Bright Sect would be destroyed by the Soul Searching Temple in just a few years.

This temporarily eased the hatred in Lu Qingfeng’s heart.

As for the future—

"Someday when I ascend to the Upper Realm, I must seek out that old man from Four Bright and settle the score once and for all!" Lu Qingfeng gritted his teeth in anger, resenting Four Bright Gongbin Yuanjun for ruining a huge opportunity for him.

Unfortunately, with his Core Formation cultivation, even cursing with his life repeatedly, he could not trouble Four Bright Gongbin Yuanjun due to the vast difference in their ranks.

It’s better to bide his time and save his strength for later.

With a vast amount of Core Formation Experience Value, he could refine techniques, Cultivation Method and Pill Recipe, and then seek Reincarnation.

He would not give Four Bright Gongbin Yuanjun any chance to prevail, or else he would lose a great deal of Experience Value.

Four Bright Gongbin Yuanjun, failing to land a hit and repeatedly made a fool of, was fuming with nowhere to vent his rage. By now, he must be hopping mad in the Heavenly Realm.

With this thought, Lu Qingfeng found some relief in his heart.

"The Changqing Realm."

In the Changqing Realm, where dragons and snakes emerged from the earth and stars leaned askew, one could find grand fate and great opportunities. Lu Qingfeng also wished to seize this rare chance to climb high, to take in the vast views from the top.

But alas.

"Alas!"

Lu Qingfeng shook his head, clearing his thoughts, and rose from his seclusion in the cave dwelling.

He would no longer return to the Changqing Realm; all its opportunities and secrets were no longer connected to him.

The glory of the past had become the faded flowers of yesterday.

Before leaving, he had taken the chance to aggrieve Four Bright Gongbin Yuanjun one last time. Lu Qingfeng no longer pondered over that, nor guessed at the future state of affairs in the Changqing Realm.

He would quietly wait for the next life to begin in two months.

Protected by the game system Concealing Heaven’s Secrets, and with Lu Qingfeng’s choice being a random Reincarnation, even with Four Bright Gongbin Yuanjun’s Dao ability and rank, he could not calculate where Lu Qingfeng would reincarnate.

Harsh words had to be swallowed yet again.

Shedding another layer of dignity for nothing.

At Peak Rain Mountain, the herbs in both Medicine Gardens were growing well. Lu Qingfeng walked among them, inspecting each one, a way to soothe his mood.

Only after his emotions settled did he return to the cave dwelling to refine the Purple Insect Bell.

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Outside Peak Rain Mountain.

A middle-aged cultivator dressed in a white robe, with a broad and generous face, led the way. He traversed the forest and mountains with ease, covering dozens of meters in a single step.

Behind him,

Twenty-four cultivators in grey, yellow, or orange robes eagerly followed, their faces alight with excitement and anticipation.

"We’re approaching Peak Rain Mountain."

"Elder Lu is within Peak Rain Mountain."

"Elder Lu has been with the Sect for over five years, and this is the first time he has issued a task, and with twenty-four slots at that. I’ve fought hard to gain this opportunity. I must perform well; perhaps Elder Lu will take notice and choose me as a disciple!"

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The cultivators moved in small groups, chatting quietly while hastening their journey.

Speaking of Peak Rain Mountain, many among the Juyun Mountain Range, including the disciples of the Luoxia Sect, knew little. But Lu Qingfeng’s name was recognized by all within Juyun Mountain Range, and to the Luoxia Sect disciples, it rang out like thunder!

This Elder Lu, renowned as ’Dan and Artifact Double Extreme,’ had reached the Second Rank in both fields years ago, and his fame was immense.

In previous days, when Luoxia Sect had conflicts with other factions, Elder Lu had refined many Elixir Pills and talismans, which helped Luoxia Sect endure the challenges, saving countless lives of the Luoxia Sect cultivators.

Within Luoxia Sect, his fame became even more resounding, revered by many cultivators.

Elder Lu stands out among his peers, such as Elder Gu Qin, Elder Mo Han, and Elder Zhang Cheng, as he never issues tasks within the sect, nor does he require assistance with Alchemy or Artifact Refining.

Many cultivators who wished to curry favor with Elder Lu or hoped to be taken under his wing as disciples found their ambitions dashed.

Over time,

the matter had been largely forgotten.

Yet unexpectedly, a few days ago, a task suddenly appeared within the sect. The details? To assist Elder Lu on Peak Rain Mountain, stoking fires, handling miscellaneous chores, and processing materials.

The spots for this task were snatched up the moment they became available.

These twenty-four individuals were the lucky ones.

Wang Yuan, briskly leading the way, couldn’t help but chuckle at the words of the cultivators behind him.

Compared to these individuals, his fortune had been much greater. Once a mere Deacon at Silver Horn Mountain, his prospects were bleak, his potential capped.

Who would have thought he might encounter such a patron?

From that moment, his fortunes soared.

Not only did his status in the sect rise repeatedly, garnering heavy trust, but some days before he had even been granted a treasure of an Elixir Pill, allowing him to leap forth to becoming a Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

Trading an orange robe for a white one, the Deacon became an Elder.

In strength and status, he was transformed!

Wang Yuan, filled with gratitude, worked even more diligently to repay the kindness he’d received.

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Leading the cultivators on, they quickly arrived at Peak Rain Mountain.

"Peak Rain Mountain is layered with prohibitions; do not wander carelessly lest you fall into a trap or offend the Qingyu Immortal. Such transgressions are no small matter," Wang Yuan cautioned sternly at the foot of the mountain.

"Understood."

"Thank you for the guidance, Elder Wang."

The cultivators hurriedly responded, each trying to flatter Wang Yuan in turn.

Although he had only recently advanced to Foundation Establishment and been promoted to an Elder, Wang Yuan was the most trusted and esteemed right hand man of Elder Lu on Peak Rain Mountain. Besides the Qingyu Immortal and the rumored Lu Qingshan who mingled within the sect, no one was closer to Elder Lu than him.

Just days ago, he had even been blessed with an Elixir Pill by Elder Lu to achieve Foundation Establishment.

Casting envious glances, the whole sect was agog.

Leaving a good impression in his eyes would mean no harm even if it did not yield immediate benefits.

Turning around, Wang Yuan’s heart was calm.

He had languished for many years on Silver Horn Mountain, having seen much and cultivated a seasoned disposition. Looking at these people now, he couldn’t help but think of his own past—clouded with little hope. Even a simple encounter with a fellow sect member of higher status and deeper connections would leave him deeply reverent.

The news of an Elder visiting Silver Horn Mountain would keep him tossing and turning for days on end, meticulously pondering every detail before daring to pay a visit.

Looking back now, he was filled with sentiment.

Casting aside distractions, Wang Yuan, tapping into his memories, led the twenty-four Luoxia Sect cultivators with practiced Xuan Step, navigating the prohibitions to ascend Peak Rain Mountain.

The cultivators followed closely.

Looking around, they saw Wind and Fire accompany the journey, ceaseless like roaring waves. Though it was a minor mountain, the ever-transforming prohibitions revealed boundless splendor.

They marveled at the sight.

Ascending the mountain,

they spotted spirit birds at play.

There were Red Birds, Luanniaos, and Five-Colored Birds among them, all rare spirit birds not easily found in the outside world. Judging by their aura, they were likely more advanced than many present, at the Peak of Second Rank.

"These spirit birds are all fostered by Elder Lu and won’t attack us. In the future, if you encounter them on Peak Rain Mountain, you need not fear, but you must show them the proper respect."

Wang Yuan spoke up.

"So these are raised by Elder Lu."

"I had no idea that aside from the Iron Feathered Flying Eagle and the White Crane, Elder Lu had these spirit birds as well."

As the people affirmed his words, another wave of discussion arose.

Their horizons broadened, and their curiosity about Elder Lu grew boundless.

The outside world knew only that Elder Lu fostered an Iron Feathered Flying Eagle and a White Crane, both Third-rank spirit birds. The former served as Elder Lu’s mode of transport, while the latter was the Qingyu Immortal’s mount.

Little did they know, beyond these two spirit birds, Elder Lu was nurturing even more.

Such a revelation was astounding.

They continued their ascent up the mountain

when a clear sound resonated from within, followed by a White Crane bursting out from behind. Swiftly, a young female cultivator in a green robe leaped up, landing on the back of the White Crane, and in a whoosh, descended before the group.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

The White Crane came to a halt mid-air, stirring up fierce gales.