189: Chapter 189 The Nine Nether Ice Phoenix Arrives at the Azure Wave Sect!

Spirit Realm, Eastern Continent, Azure Wave Sect.

Since Jiang Mingzi was brought back to the Sect by Lu Heng, six years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Over the past six years, the youth has resided in the Azure Wave Sect, apprenticed under Lu Heng, and cultivated without pause.

Lu Heng is upright and treats his Disciples with utmost sincerity.

Since he accepted Jiang Mingzi as a Personal Disciple, he has taught him everything he knows and has never been stingy with cultivation resources.

Although the Azure Wave Sect is not a major Sect in the Eastern Continent, Youhun had nothing to do in his early years, so he had already gone through the Sect's Legacy Cultivation Technique one by one.

He modified what could be modified and supplemented what could be supplemented.

After passing through his hands, the upper limits of those Cultivation Techniques were no longer comparable to the past.

With the Azure Wave Sect's previous Foundation, it would have been a stroke of Luck for the likes of Wu Changan to Cultivate to the Spirit Transformation Realm.

Now, the Cultivation Techniques placed in the Sect's Scripture Pavilion make cultivating to the Mahayana Realm no longer a pipe dream.

The Cultivation Techniques and Mystical Arts that Jiang Mingzi Cultivates are naturally these as well.

His Aptitude was excellent to begin with, and he was willing to work hard. In just six years, from a boy who had not even reached Qi Refining, he had managed to Cultivate to the Foundation Establishment Realm.

The Sect's high-level members discussed it privately several times. In the end, Wu Changan made the final decision: hide this boy well and don't let the major Sects of the Eastern Continent know.

It was not easy for the Azure Wave Sect to produce another good seedling. If he were poached by a behemoth like the Tianyan Dao Sect, who would they go to for justice?

Even when the Grand Elder Youhun was young, the speed of his cultivation progress had never been this rapid.

In the eyes of the older generation of Cultivators in the Azure Wave Sect, the Sect had once again given birth to a peerless Prodigy, with a boundless future, perhaps one day hoping to rival the Grand Elder Youhun.

Jiang Mingzi is about eighteen this year. His figure has grown, and his features are handsome, but there always seems to be something weighing on his mind in those eyes.

He doesn't talk much, is polite to others, and is diligent in his cultivation, never causing trouble.

His Senior Brothers get along with him, feeling that he has a good temperament, yet they always feel there is something separating them.

...

Back mountain pavilion.

Youhun glanced in the direction of the front mountain of the Azure Wave Sect.

He had deduced the child's experiences and knew that the other party harbored hatred in his heart.

The hatred was intense and hidden very deep. It was not revealed at all in daily life, but it was like a hidden fire underground, burning long and fiercely.

Youhun thought it was not bad.

With this hatred supporting him, Jiang Mingzi would not slack off.

If he does not slack off, he will not have the slightest thought of being lazy on the path of cultivation.

Hatred is something that, if used well, is more effective than any Spirit Pill.

...

On this day, Youhun left the Azure Wave Sect.

As a Clone of the True Body Gu Yan, staying in the Spirit Realm, he didn't have much of a purpose to begin with.

Therefore, when he was free, he always liked to go to a famous Cultivator market in the Eastern Continent to find some fun.

The market was lively, with goods from the north and south gathered there, and Cultivators from all over coming and going.

Youhun paced around the street and finally stopped in front of a building.

The building was named Zhaxing, which looked like a decent place to drink tea and listen to music, but it actually had a hidden world inside.

In such places in the Spirit Realm's Cultivator market, all the tricks of the pleasure quarters were present, just given a more elegant name.

Youhun stepped inside, asked for a seat by the window, ordered a pot of Spirit Tea, and had a few plates of Spirit Fruit served.

He was not greedy for beauty.

He just thought this kind of place was interesting.

People coming and going, the Mortal World atmosphere was all over their faces.

The tune flowing from the fingertips of the girl playing the zither was not brilliant, but it won with sincerity.

Between the exchange of cups, some bought drunkenness, some bought laughter, and some bought nothing, just sitting there in a daze.

Youhun felt that this was the taste of being alive.

Although he was only a Clone.

But what about being a Clone?

Being a Clone is much more comfortable than being the True Body.

The True Body Gu Yan is in seclusion in the Supreme Creation Small Luo Grotto-Heaven every day, day after day, year after year, like an ascetic monk.

What about him, Youhun?

Eating, drinking, and having fun every day, just drifting through life.

He can dabble in any hobby.

He can watch any kind of fun.

His cultivation can also synchronize with 70% of the True Body.

This life, this is what a person should live.

Of course, he only muttered this to himself in his heart.

In the end, he is Gu Yan, and Gu Yan is him.

It is not a separate independent personality, just borrowing the name of Youhun.

As the sky grew late, the flow of people in the market gradually thinned.

Youhun put down his teacup, settled the bill, and walked towards the Azure Wave Sect unhurriedly.

He came out this time just to walk around, with no real business.

Now that the tea was drunk, the music was heard, and the girl's soft little hands were touched, it was time to go back.

When he returned to the Azure Wave Sect, the twilight had already deepened.

Youhun walked up the steps from the back mountain path, and halfway there, his footsteps paused slightly.

At the foot of the mountain, two people were kneeling.

A man and a woman.

The Azure Wave Sect's protective array did not react, and the mountain patrol Disciples did not notice.

Even Wu Changan and the others who were in charge of the Sect did not discover a trace.

These two people could hide from the perception of everyone in the Azure Wave Sect, so their cultivation was naturally extraordinary.

Youhun became interested and his gaze swept over the two.

The woman was dressed in white, her appearance was extremely beautiful, beautiful to the point of being almost unreal.

Her aura was restrained, but it could not hide from Youhun's perception: Mahayana Middle Stage, Nine-Tailed Snow Fox race.

The Nine Nether Ice Phoenix knelt beside the woman. Although she was in a male form, her appearance was not inferior to the woman beside her.

She was pale, her aura was floating, and there was deep exhaustion between her brows; her cultivation was only at the Body Integration Stage Middle Stage.

Youhun recognized her.

Nine Nether Ice Phoenix.

Or rather, the former master of the Northern Plains.

This was interesting.

As for the woman Snow Abyss, Youhun also had some vague impression.

This Yao Race seemed to have some connection with Ye Chen.

Youhun did not stop, nor did he conceal his figure, just walking past them unhurriedly.

The Nine Nether Ice Phoenix sensed Youhun's aura, and her body shook violently.

She raised her head, looking at Youhun's back, and a light suddenly shone in her eyes.

This aura...

Exactly the same as in the dream.

"Senior!"

"Senior, please stay! This Junior is the Nine Nether Ice Phoenix. Because I am trapped by the peeking heaven mark, my cultivation has fallen, and my injuries are hard to heal... This Junior saw a glimmer of life in a dream, and it was right here, right here at the Azure Wave Sect... I beg Senior to save this Junior's life!"

Youhun did not stop walking, as if he hadn't heard, and continued to walk up the mountain path.

Seeing this, the Nine Nether Ice Phoenix did not say anything more, just kowtowed heavily.

The forehead hit the bluestone, and the muffled sound echoed in the mountains.

Snow Abyss knelt to the side, watching her master in this state, her heart filled with mixed feelings.

She remembered those years.

Back then, the Northern Plains were not in chaos, the Myriad Tribulations Demon Lord had not appeared, and the Bull Demon King had not risen.

This master of hers sat in the Northern Plains, suppressing all directions, how high-spirited she was.

At that time, the Nine Nether Ice Phoenix was the true master of the Northern Plains.

But ever since the catastrophe of the Bull Demon King, everything had changed.

However, in the end, it was because the Nine Nether Ice Phoenix frequently used the Divine Ability Ice Heart Heaven Peeping.

The technique of peeking at heaven was originally going against the Heavenly Dao.

After the Divine Ability was used, the Heavenly Dao brought down a backlash, branding the peeking heaven mark on her Divine Soul.

That mark was like a sharp blade hanging over her head, consuming her cultivation day and night, eroding her Foundation, and wasting her Luck.

From the Tribulation Crossing Peak, she fell all the way to the Body Integration Stage Middle Stage.

The once overlord of a region now had trouble even protecting herself.

When Snow Abyss first sensed the Nine Nether Ice Phoenix's aura, she almost didn't hesitate, came out from her hiding place, and escorted her all the way to the Eastern Continent.

It was not that she didn't know that her current cultivation was far higher than this former master.

It was not that she didn't know that this former master could no longer give her any protection.

But she couldn't forget the past.

When her cultivation was still shallow, it was this master who gave her a place to stay, allowing her to survive in the Yao Race where the weak are prey to the strong.

Now that her master was in trouble, how could she have peace of mind if she stood by and watched?

So she escorted her all the way, from the Northern Plains to the Eastern Continent, crossing thousands of mountains and rivers.

Now, for the sake of her ethereal dream, she accompanied her to kneel on the back mountain of this Azure Wave Sect, kowtowing to a Human Race Cultivator she had never met.

Snow Abyss sighed softly.

She didn't say much, just bowed down, accompanied her master, and kowtowed heavily in the direction where Youhun left.

The mountain wind blew, and the twilight gathered.

On the bluestone, two figures rose and fell, and the muffled sounds continued...