206: Chapter 206 You Should Go Back

[Chu Sheng sped up his Cultivate progress, but he did not dare to blatantly absorb the Spiritual Vein anymore.]

[Feng Qingyang was dead, but there were even more people staring at him now.]

[The Peak Masters of each peak, the Inner Sect Elders, and the informants of the Law Enforcement Hall were all watching him, the "Lord of Destiny," both openly and secretly.]

[Chu Sheng could only reduce his daily absorption to a minimum, acting like a thief, secretly absorbing just a tiny bit at night when no one was paying attention.]

[His cultivation grew slowly, like a snail crawling.]

[Chu Sheng was so anxious that blisters formed on his mouth, but there was nothing he could do.]

[The Luck of Wendao Palace did not belong to him alone; he did not.]

[Feng Qingyang's death was publicly announced as a heroic sacrifice during the Seal battle.]

[The Sect held a grand funeral for him. The Disciples of the Thirteenth Peak wept in unison, and every peak sent funeral scrolls.]

[Ye Gucheng personally delivered the eulogy, saying of Feng Qingyang: "A life of unyielding integrity, devoted himself entirely to the Sect."]

[Chu Sheng stood in the crowd, looking at Ye Gucheng's expressionless face, thinking that this man's acting was truly superb.]

[The position of Peak Master of the Thirteenth Peak became vacant.]

[The Disciples of the Thirteenth Peak eagerly awaited, waiting for the new Peak Master to take office.]

[But no one even guessed it would be Chu Sheng.]

[The Sect had not considered him at all.]

[An Outer Sect Elder who had just broken through to the Dao Palace and was not even an official Peak Master—what right did he have to take the position of the Thirteenth Peak?]

[Chu Sheng thought: If they don't give it to me, so be it; he couldn't be bothered to care anyway.]

[That group of people from the Thirteenth Peak all had fiery tempers just like Feng Qingyang; if he became the Peak Master, he would be arguing every day, and it would be annoying to death.]

[Ye Wuhen was going back to the Northern Region.]

[Ye Wuhen had been recuperating in the Northern Region for many years, and there were still some matters of unfinished business there that required him to handle personally.]

[Ye Cang agreed and sent several experts to accompany and protect him.]

[When Chu Sheng heard this news, his heart stirred.]

[The Northern Region—he was familiar with it.]

[Qingshi Town, Jin Xiao City, Fengxian Prefecture, and the Demon Realm—he had walked every inch of that land.]

[Although the Spiritual Qi there was thin, it was where his Foundation lay; before binding with Wendao Palace, he had relied entirely on the resources of the Northern Region to Cultivate.]

[Should he follow Ye Wuhen back to the Northern Region?]

[But going back to the Northern Region also carried risks.]

[The people of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion might have already set their sights on him; once he left the protection of Wendao Palace, he might be intercepted on the road by Ling Wushuang's people.]

[If he didn't go back, he could develop stealthily in Wendao Palace, slowly absorbing the Spiritual Vein and refining the Legacy, waiting until his cultivation was higher before heading out.]

[But this would take time, and he would have to keep hiding everything.]

[He decided to secretly absorb some blood for a while and see how things went.]

[At night, he slipped into the Mine Tunnel.]

[Tangtang was not there, but the runes on the stone wall of the Seal were still glowing faintly.]

[Chu Sheng sat cross-legged and adjusted his absorption rate to an extremely low level, thinner than a strand of hair, so fine that the fluctuations of the Spiritual Vein were almost zero.]

[He was like a cautious mosquito perched on the skin of a giant Dragon, gently poking a hole invisible to the naked eye and slowly drinking.]

[One drop, two drops, three drops.]

[His cultivation at the Early Stage of Palace Building grew at a visible speed, like a cup being slowly filled with water.]

[Chu Sheng closed his eyes, feeling that warm surge of power.]

[On the day Ye Wuhen left, Chu Sheng went to see him off.]

[Outside the Mountain Gate, Ye Wuhen was dressed in moon-white robes. His cultivation had already reached the Spirit Sea, a jade pendant hung from his waist, and several guards followed behind him.]

[He looked much more spirited than when he had first returned; the paleness of his face had faded, replaced by some healthy color.]

[Chu Sheng cupped his hands: "Brother Ye, safe travels."]

[Ye Wuhen turned to leave, but after a few steps, he looked back and said: "If anything happens, you can find my father. That token—use it well."]

[Chu Sheng was stunned for a moment, then he smiled.]

[This kid was reminding him not to be stingy with the token.]

[Chu Sheng felt the wendao token in his robes, thinking that he really couldn't bear to use this item; he had to save it.]

[Ye Wuhen's back disappeared at the end of the mountain path.]

[Chu Sheng stood at the Mountain Gate.]

[He didn't know many people in Wendao Palace; Ye Wuhen was one, Tangtang was one, and Yue Jianli was one.]

[Now Ye Wuhen was gone, Yue Jianli was at the Eighteenth Peak to Cultivate, and Tangtang spent all day eating Candied Haws, ignoring everyone.]

[When he was alone, there was only the Old Grandfather chattering away in the ring.]

["What are you thinking about?" The Old Grandfather's voice drifted out from the ring.]

[Chu Sheng said he wanted to go back to the Northern Region.]

[The Old Grandfather was silent for a while, then said: "Wait a bit longer. With your current cultivation, you won't be able to do much if you go back."]

[Chu Sheng knew he was right.]

[He turned and went back to the Sixth Peak to continue his Cultivate.]

[At night, he continued to secretly absorb the Spiritual Vein.]

[During the day, he refined the Legacy, contemplated his Cultivation Technique, and polished his swordsmanship.]

[His cultivation was rising—slowly, but rising.]

[He could finally barely activate the fourth of the four swords of zhuxian.]

[The seventy percent refinement of the wendao bell was also slowly approaching eighty percent.]

[On the tenth day, he encountered Tangtang in the Mine Tunnel.]

[She was sitting before the stone wall, holding a stick of Candied Haws, licking it with great relish.]

[Seeing Chu Sheng enter, she didn't even look up: "You come every day, aren't you tired?"]

[Chu Sheng said he was.]

[Tangtang said if he was tired, he shouldn't come.]

[Chu Sheng said if he didn't come, his cultivation would grow too slowly.]

[Tangtang bit into a hawthorn berry and said indistinctly: "Then continue. I didn't see anything."]

[After saying that, she stood up, dusted herself off, and left.]

[Chu Sheng looked at her back, thinking that this Old Ancestor was truly easy to talk to.]

[He sat back down cross-legged and continued to absorb.]

[A month later, Chu Sheng's cultivation touched the threshold of the Mid-stage Palace Building.]

[There was only a thin membrane left; one poke would lead to a Breakthrough.]

[But he was in no hurry to break through, choosing instead to continue accumulating.]

[The Old Grandfather said from the ring: "I feel that you should go back now."]

[Chu Sheng asked why.]

[The Old Grandfather said: "The Luck of Wendao Palace is good, but your roots are in the Northern Region."]

["Your Dao Companion is in the Northern Region, your enemies are in the Northern Region, and your unfinished business is also in the Northern Region."]

["The Central Region is far less simple than what you see. Once you leave Wendao Palace, you are a choice piece of fat meat, and how do you know Ye Cang and the others don't have their eyes on your sword?"]

["Here, you will always be an outsider."]

[Chu Sheng was silent for a long time, then said one sentence: "Wait a bit longer."]}],