232: Chapter 240 Each in Seclusion

The turmoil of the Blood-colored Forbidden Land had subsided, but the ripples it caused across the peaks had not.

The Disciples who returned alive with greatly increased cultivation had become the dazzling new stars of their respective peaks.

They completely disrupted the original status quo.

On Golden Palace Peak, Chi Rong's brand-new Golden Core was her hallmark; it contained a golden light and was steady and powerful.

It even carried a strange aura after being tempered by ice and fire.

Although the peak Revered Master, True Person Jin Ling, felt a bit slighted because she had refused his protection, her strength and potential were undeniable.

The treasures accumulated within the peak, such as "Gengjin Jade Marrow" and "Sharp Qi Spirit Spring," began to be supplied to her continuously.

The title of "Broken Sword" was now history; Chi Rong was the universally recognized future pillar of Golden Palace Peak.

She spent most of her time Cultivating deep within the Sword Pavilion.

Occasionally, she would enter the solemn Sword Tomb Secret Realm alone; her aura grew steadier and steadier.

Her sharpness was hidden deep within, revealing the resilience of a broken sword reforged. She remembered her promise to her Revered Master.

Even more, she firmly remembered Lu Yang's advice: keep a low profile, focus on Cultivating, and strike for a higher Realm.

Deep within the Xuanji Hall of the Formation Hall, it seemed even brighter. Eldest Martial Sister Gu Yiyuan led a team to solve the difficult problem in Area B-3.

The method used was novel and effective, precisely Lu Yang's set of ideas: "guiding," "vitalizing," and "leveraging."

This completely awed her Revered Master and the entire Formation Hall.

Her "Xuanji Jade Talisman" had greater authority, and her words carried more weight. Precious Materials, ancient Formation maps...

Even the maintenance authority for the outer perimeter of the Mountain Protection Array was gradually handed over to her.

Eldest Martial Sister Gu Yiyuan lived in even greater seclusion.

She almost cut off contact with the outside world, staying in the secret room with Gu Yingying and Gu Yue.

They took the most difficult Formation maps as practice problems, desperately digesting and practicing Lu Yang's teachings.

Their Formation-setting skills improved rapidly.

Their cooperation was seamless, making them the unquestionable core strength of the Formation Hall's future.

On Shuiyue Peak, the titles "Spring Breeze" and "Transforming Rain" were replaced; "Senior Sister Condensing Frost" and "Senior Sister Sinking Surge" became the daily norm.

Peak Revered Master Winter Lotus was grateful for their protection of Xia Yuxuan.

She valued their own potential even more, giving them treatment far exceeding that of ordinary direct Disciples. "Condensing Frost" entered the core area of the Moon-Attracting Array.

She received the peak Revered Master's early insights on the path of condensing ice. "Sinking Surge" obtained the qualification to enter the "Ten-Thousand-Year Cold Pond."

To comprehend the Origin of water.

They kept Lu Yang's reminder in mind, and given the delicate internal relationships of Shuiyue Peak, they each returned to their Immortal Caves for seclusion.

Consolidating their Realm, digesting Secret Realm insights and resources, and striving to transform the potential that exploded on the edge of life and death.

Xia Yuxuan stayed alone deep within the Cold Moon Pavilion.

The lunar essence and cold Qi surrounding her were much purer and more condensed than in the past. The upper part of the "Mystic Moon Ice Condensing Art" passed down by her mother...

Was like a key tailored for her, opening the door to a higher Realm of ice and cold.

She could freely enter and exit the Cold Moon Pavilion, and the Moon-Attracting Spirit Gathering Array was used at her will.

The peak Revered Master's hundreds of years of collected insights and classic texts were completely open to her. This long-overdue, heavy resource...

Was something she hadn't dared to think about in the past. She cast aside distracting thoughts and devoted herself entirely to the comprehension of the new Cultivation Technique.

Attempting to Fusion her Bloodline talent with the powerful Legacy.

The prominent figures of the Blood-colored Forbidden Land seemed to have temporarily hidden themselves.

They had obtained extraordinary status and resources, but they also carried the Sect's greater expectations and a thirst for power.

Secluded bitter Cultivation, breaking through Bottlenecks, and digesting gains became their common choice.

Everyone, by unspoken agreement, carefully maintained boundaries to avoid drawing extra attention to Lu Yang of Bibo Peak.

Outside the quiet Immortal Cave deep within Bibo Peak, a strong medicinal fragrance and scorching aura permeated the air.

The thick black jade stone door was tightly closed, isolating the inside from the outside.

Inside the door, the Pill Furnace hummed lowly, and the Earth Fire burned fiercely. Lu Yang was fully focused on controlling it.

Spirit Seals flew from his fingertips as he precisely controlled spiritual power, refining Secret Realm spirit plants, Sect Materials, and his own collection.

The furnace fire reflected his focused face, with sweat occasionally sliding down.

These Medicinal Pills included necessities for healing, foundation strengthening, and Realm-breaking prepared for the Bibo Peak Disciples.

There were also special pills refined with Secret Realm spiritual Materials for his own Cultivation Technique.

And rare pills and miraculous medicines reserved for the future.

Outside the stone door, one on the left and one on the right, two figures stood like guards.

The woman in green on the left, with a slender and straight figure revealing resilience, was Mu Wanqing.

Her gaze seemed to fall on the stone door, but her Divine Sense was highly concentrated, sensing the slightest fluctuations in spiritual power.

Alert to any interference. The young girl in red on the right, her pretty face carrying a sense of steadiness, was Ning Hong.

The stone door blocked most sounds and sights, but the rich medicinal fragrance stubbornly seeped out.

Telling those outside that the Alchemy process was continuing. Mu Wanqing's cold voice carried concern.

"This is already the sixteenth batch... consuming so much spiritual power and mental energy... can his body really handle it?"

Her gaze seemed to penetrate the stone door. Ning Hong turned her head, her face filled with blind trust.

"Senior Sister, don't worry! We know Senior Brother Lu's abilities. Before going to the Secret Realm, he could refine for seven or eight days straight!"

"This is only sixteen batches in two days. What does it matter? It's not worth mentioning at all!" Her tone was firm.

Then she thought of something, her cheeks flushed slightly, and her eyes were exceptionally bright.

"In the Secret Realm, Senior Sister Shi Long and the others... didn't they all try? Senior Brother Lu's 'foundation' is very deep!"

"What does this bit of Alchemy consumption count for?" Her thighs unconsciously rubbed together slightly.

As if recalling the lingering sensation of her legs going soft from the violent impact, she quickly shifted her center of gravity to stand firm.

Mu Wanqing's eyes flickered. The experience in the Secret Realm was like a brand.

It was not just the physical union, but also the intense collision and resonance of spiritual power and Divine Soul, bringing a surge in cultivation that made one crave more.

They gave up their Cultivation time to stand guard outside the door, nominally as Protectors, but deep in their hearts, they were waiting.

Waiting for the stone door to open again, waiting for that "special Opportunity" for their cultivation to advance by leaps and bounds.

The tedious time as Protectors was tinged with a secret, burning expectation. Inside the Immortal Cave, Lu Yang was single-minded.

Above the Pill Tripod, a restrained spiritual light shimmered. A new batch of "Spirit-Nurturing Barrier-Breaking Pills" had entered the crucial nurturing stage.

His fingers flew, and the Spirit Seals changed unpredictably.

His powerful Divine Sense precisely monitored every change in the Fusion of medicinal power, refining what the Sect needed.

Transforming the gains from the Secret Realm into practical pills and laying the foundation for his future path.

All of this required a massive amount of pills for support.

Secluded Alchemy was both an accumulation of resources and a precious time to settle himself and organize his gains.

Outside the stone door, Mu Wanqing and Ning Hong silently looked at each other, no words needed.

The shared burning desire in each other's eyes was clearly visible.

They were like those guarding the entrance to a Treasure Trove, enduring the current silence and waiting.

Only to welcome the arrival of the life-changing rain when the stone door opened.

Deep within Bibo Peak, it was quiet. The heavy stone door separated two worlds.

Inside the door, the pill fire rose and the medicinal fragrance permeated; outside the door, thoughts wavered and undercurrents surged.