62: Chapter 62 This disciple is too cautious

"In the direction of Haoran Tower... this aura, it is Junior Sister!"

Chi Wanhe gazed at the vision of golden lotuses filling the sky, her beautiful eyes sparkling.

Although she was not clear about what the vision specifically represented, it was certain that Du Yuqing's cultivation had greatly advanced!

As the Senior Sister, she immediately felt a hint of urgency.

"No, no, I cannot slack off as the Senior Sister; if I am surpassed by my Junior Sisters, Revered Master will definitely laugh at me!"

She tossed the novel she had been reading with great interest onto the wooden table beside her, cover down, revealing the title of the open chapter—'Knocking on Revered Master's Bed at Night'.

She immediately sat cross-legged, focused her mind, and began to Cultivate earnestly.

Dongzang Peak, inside a secluded pavilion.

The woman sitting cross-legged slowly finished her cultivation, the aura circulating around her body thoroughly stabilized at the first level of Foundation Establishment.

She waved her fair hand lightly, removing the layers of aura-concealing Formation light curtains that shrouded the room, revealing a face that was pretty but carried a hint of aloofness and caution.

Lin Xiwei walked to the window and looked up at the holy scene of golden lotuses that covered the sky.

She reached her right hand out the window and caught a wisp of golden light. After a while, she felt the Qi and blood in her body slowly surging.

"My Qi and blood have clearly increased... In such a remote place, to actually be able to see a Bloodline Awakening of this scale..."

Her gaze shifted, and she noticed the Sheng Sheng Creation River flowing not far away.

At this moment, the river water was surging and rolling as if boiling, and the concentration of Spiritual Qi emanating from it had suddenly risen by a level!

"A Low Grade Spiritual Vein... it actually evolved into a Medium Grade one?"

A deep astonishment flashed in Lin Xiwei's eyes.

"Is this place... really just a fourth-grade Sect?"

After entering the Moonshadow Sect, all sorts of incredible things had come one after another.

The Protective Sect Array that completely isolated erosion qi, the inexhaustible Sheng-Sheng Creation Spring that could purify erosion qi, the Scripture Pavilion with as many Cultivation Techniques as the stars, the Marrow Cleansing Pool that could improve Spiritual Roots without limit...

Every single thing was overturning her perception.

Although the Sect had a division between outer and inner Disciples, the atmosphere was unusually peaceful, completely devoid of the infighting found in other Sects in her memory.

For someone like her, a "useless person" who had once fallen to a Yellow-grade Spiritual Root and suffered endless cold shoulders, being able to join this place was simply a heavenly Opportunity.

The only thing she was not quite used to was... Lin Xiwei subconsciously ground her teeth.

The Realm was improving too fast! Her exposed cultivation level was fast catching up to her actual cultivation level.

In such a good cultivation environment, if she kept stagnating... it wouldn't make sense.

For someone with her personality, used to always having a billion backup plans, it was simply uncomfortable.

In fact, Lin Xiwei was not an ordinary Cultivator.

She was someone who had come back from the dead, the possessor of the Samsara Body.

In her past life (or rather, her previous life), she was hunted to death by the top seventh-grade force, the "Wanxian Dynasty".

Her true Soul did not dissipate; instead, relying on the Samsara Body, she re-condensed her Physical Body and Soul a hundred years later, managing to "resurrect".

Fortunately, by chance, she had obtained an Earth Rank Cultivation Technique for the Samsara Body, the "Nine-Turn Samsara Sutra", and her Realm was at the Soul Transformation Stage, which basically met the fundamental conditions for "resurrection".

Of course, the cost of resurrection was huge: consuming the Origin of Samsara, wear and tear on the true Soul leading to memory loss, total loss of cultivation, and it would also attract the Heavenly Dao tribulation.

Therefore, although she retained her Soul Transformation Stage Realm insights, as well as her experience with Formations and Puppets from her past life, she could not remember the reason for being hunted by the Wanxian Dynasty.

The Lin Xiwei of her past life was known for being "cautious".

Her creed was: A 98% win rate is equivalent to throwing one's life away; only with 100% certainty can one barely survive!

When she first entered the Moonshadow Sect, she had set up seventy-two protective warning Formations even in the room where she slept, looking at everyone as if they were out to harm her.

Her level of caution could be called perverted!

Gazing at this magnificent and vibrant Sect, and feeling the safety and Opportunity far exceeding the outside world, the string in Lin Xiwei's heart that had been taut for countless years seemed to... loosen just a tiny bit.

"Perhaps... here, I can relax just a little bit?"

In front of the Sect Master's main hall, Ling Hao overlooked the entire Sect.

As there were more and more Disciples, Ling Hao had taken action once before to expand the Sect, adding four seasonal peaks around Houde Peak: Chunxi Peak, Xiayu Peak, Qiucheng Peak, and Dongzang Peak.

In the southwest direction, a mountain named Yingxia Peak rose from the ground; the Guest Reception Tower and the Nine-Turn Corridor were all moved to this peak, specializing in external affairs.

"Ding! Main quest 'One Thousand Disciples Reach Qi Refinement Stage' completed! Reward: Nascent Soul Dao Mark Resonance for twelve hours!"

"Ding! One thousand Disciples have reached the Qi Refinement Stage, Sect Master's cultivation has increased to the first level of Golden Core! First time reaching the first level of Golden Core, reward: Fusheng Sword!"

With a thought, a long sword appeared out of thin air in Ling Hao's hand.

The sword body was slender, and the whole thing flowed with a cold radiance like moonlight. The blade was as thin as a cicada's wing, its sharpness restrained, and a dark blue crystal was embedded in the crossguard, as if it had incorporated a starry sky into it.

"Good sword!" A look of joy flashed in Ling Hao's eyes; this saved him the points for exchanging a Magic Treasure.

"Sect Master!"

A crisp voice rang out, and a petite figure dressed in a goose-yellow gauze skirt landed gracefully.

Huang Yutong tilted her small face up, her bright, large eyes looking at Ling Hao with sparkling, undisguised joy.

"Huang Yutong, you came just in time; help me check on a Disciple named Lin Xiwei."

"Lin Xiwei?"

Huang Yutong did not say a word and immediately took out the record Jade Slip to check, her movements nimble.

"Hmm... Lin Xiwei, Qi Refinement Stage level 7, currently living at Dongzang Peak..."

Qi Refinement Stage level 7?

Ling Hao raised his eyebrows slightly:

"Are you sure it's Qi Refinement Stage level 7?"

"That is what is written in the records."

Huang Yutong nodded vigorously, then as if thinking of something, her small face instantly became tense, carrying a trace of panic,

"Sect Master, did she... did she make a mistake? I will immediately send someone..."

Ling Hao chuckled, naturally reaching out and gently holding her small hand. "No need."

A thought suddenly flashed through his mind:

Could this be the plot where my Sect's Disciple is too cautious?

...

The distant Demon Subduing Plains.

"Pfft—!"

Zi Xiaotian's body trembled violently, a mouthful of blood sprayed out, and his aura withered.

"Haha, old ghost Zi, give up! Those cloud-covering and fog-shrouding tricks of Liuyun Temple cannot stop the true fire of our couple!"

Song Lushan grinned hideously, the light of the green flame crown on his head surging violently, the crimson fire spear in his hand blazing with flames, instantly transforming into a ferocious fire dragon roaring as it lunged!

"Chunhua!"

"Coming!"

Beside him, Wu Chunhua shouted sharply, sacrificing a long crimson silk ribbon. The high temperature twisted the air, sweeping and blocking like a ribbon of molten lava!

Zi Xiaotian's hair and beard stood on end, and a jade ruler wrapped in cloud patterns appeared in his hand.

As the jade ruler waved, it brought up layers of cloud barriers. As soon as the barrier was formed, the crimson fire dragon and the molten lava ribbon slammed fiercely into the cloud screen.

The raging flames burned the cloud Qi, making a harsh sound, and a large area of white mist steamed up. Although the jade ruler was agile in deflecting force, under the continuous impact of the two violent fires, the cloud screen vibrated violently, and its spiritual light faded rapidly.

After a brief stalemate, the jade ruler let out a mournful cry and was sent flying. Zi Xiaotian made a prompt decision, caught the Magic Treasure, flew out with the momentum, and turned to flee.

"Husband, chase after him!"

Wu Chunhua's murderous intent was fully revealed, the Heart-Burning Silk like a poisonous snake flicking its tongue.

"Wait!"

A cunning light flashed in Song Lushan's eyes, "Do not chase a desperate foe! Retrieving the treasure is more important!"

His greedy gaze was already locked on the pitch-black coffin inside the Immortal Cave.

The two of them impatiently opened the coffin lid.

Whoosh! A pitch-black, eerie streak of light instantly shot out from the coffin, its speed astonishingly fast, making both Song Lushan and Wu Chunhua's hearts jump with fear.

But soon, their eyes were firmly attracted by a simple, ancient small pagoda and several Magic Treasures overflowing with spiritual light lying quietly deep inside the coffin; the color of greed instantly drowned out that trace of palpitation.