Lu Changsheng returned to Qingyun Peak with a troubled expression.
His once leisurely days had been disrupted.
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He was busy teaching Ning Yuxin how to cultivate, earning spirit stones, and his Second Senior Brother had even assigned him the task of defending against a beast tide.
If it were just that, it would be fine; at most, he would just follow his Senior Brother and the elders for a round and be done with it.
But Luo Qianling actually wanted to steal spirit stones from the sect master for him. If the sect master found out, wouldn't that be trouble? Wouldn't he make things difficult for him?
What if he was sent to guard the spiritual herbs in the Hundred Herb Garden again? Should he bring a basket or a sack this time?
"Sigh!"
Lu Changsheng sighed softly, lamenting the difficulties of life.
Just as he looked up, a familiar figure stood there—it was Shi Feng, whom he had seen before.
An elder stood beside him.
Sensing someone approaching, the elder turned around, saw Lu Changsheng, and simply nodded with a smile.
Shi Feng, however, still looked hostile but said nothing, continuing to gaze towards the back of Qingyun Peak.
Lu Changsheng didn't mind; he was just curious why they were here.
However, in the next moment, he sensed two auras emerging, accompanied by intense magical fluctuations.
Two figures leaped into the sky from the ground—it was Zhou Qingyu and a young man from Xuantian Sect.
Zhou Qingyu moved through the air, forming seals with his hands. Azure magical power swept forth, transforming into a blade-like strike.
As it danced horizontally, a fierce wind howled, stirring the mountain forest.
At this moment, he had reached the ninth level of Condensing Yuan, just a step away from forming a Golden Elixir. However, Lu Changsheng noticed he had suppressed his cultivation to the seventh level of Condensing Yuan.
The young man from Xuantian Sect also moved, his arms swinging as crimson magical power surged into the sky, roaring like a fierce tiger, exuding a sense of dominance.
As their magical powers clashed, a thunderous roar echoed in their ears, the surrounding spiritual power was disrupted, and spiritual radiance ascended into the sky, bursting with brilliance.
There was also the faint sound of magical power dissipating.
The entire Qingyun Peak turned into a cacophony, with sand and stones dancing beneath their feet.
Lu Changsheng watched as his hair was blown, frowning slightly.
"Are they sparring?"
He muttered to himself, sensing that the young man from Xuantian Sect also had a cultivation level of the seventh level of Condensing Yuan.
According to his knowledge, in Xuantian Sect, at this age, only the second disciple, Li Changfeng, had such cultivation.
As the two continued to exchange blows, both sides were evenly matched, their magical powers intertwining, neither gaining the upper hand for a long time.
The elder watched intently, completely ignoring Lu Changsheng.
Soon, a brilliance flashed in Li Changfeng's hand, and a long spear appeared. As it entered his hand, the spear moved like a dragon, flashing with silver brilliance and emitting a ringing sound.
His arms swung, seemingly wielding immense power, as he struck forward.
Zhou Qingyu stood suspended in the air, unmoved, one hand behind his back, the other with two fingers together, a sharpness surging into his heart.
Suddenly, sword energy appeared out of thin air, hovering beside him. With a point of his finger, numerous sword energies shot into the sky, the sound of them breaking through the air continuously reaching their ears, causing one's heart to tremble.
The elder's expression froze at this moment, feeling the sword intent emanating from Zhou Qingyu, which even moved him.
Just as the sword energy descended, the spear trembled, emitting a startling sound.
Originally rising like a swimming dragon, it was forcibly stopped in its tracks.
The sword light was too sharp, its killing intent astonishing. Li Changfeng was forced back, his sleeve cut off, the sword energy slicing through his hem, grazing his neck.
Yet he persisted, the spear clashing with the sword energy, leaving sword marks, his eyes filled with astonishment. The power of swordsmanship was awe-inspiring.
As expected, Li Changfeng was defeated.
The battle abruptly ended.
Li Changfeng cupped his hands in salute.
"Zhou, you are indeed extraordinary. I concede defeat!"
Hearing this, Zhou Qingyu remained calm, standing with his hands behind his back.
"Brother Li, you overpraise me. You are already a leader among our peers; I merely took advantage of swordsmanship!"
"It is I who was defeated. Zhou, your talent is unmatched in Cangzhou!"
Li Changfeng chuckled lightly as he descended from the sky.
The elder also spoke, "The Little Sword Immortal of Cangyun truly lives up to his name. I am enlightened!"
"Senior, you overpraise me!"
With that, the three bid farewell.
Lu Changsheng didn't pay them any more attention, only watching Zhou Qingyu fall into contemplation, feeling somewhat helpless.
If those naive young girls had seen the scene just now, what would have happened?
Who knows how many would have been smitten.
"Can't he stop showing off?"
He muttered to himself, the more impressive Zhou Qingyu's posture was just now, the more it gave him a headache.
They were clearly here to probe, yet he didn't hold back at all, how straightforward.
The last time Xuantian Sect sent people to assassinate Ning Yuxin and her brother, he had already left one alive. Did they not catch him? Or did they not get any information?
Didn't anyone remind Zhou Qingyu?
But Lu Changsheng had no choice. It wasn't that Zhou Qingyu liked to show off, but his nature was just like that, devoted to swordsmanship, with no distractions, indifferent to such matters.
But the more he stood out now, the more thorough the means would be when others dealt with him.
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Lu Changsheng sighed helplessly, feeling like he wanted to go up and give Zhou Qingyu a good scolding.
Zhou Qingyu also noticed him, descending from the sky, speaking slowly.
"Junior Brother, I heard from Second Senior Brother that he wants to take you to defend against the beast tide?"
"Yeah!"
Mentioning this, Lu Changsheng felt even more troubled.
Zhou Qingyu, however, said calmly, "Staying in the sect all the time isn't good either. It's better to go out and gain some experience. You can stay by my side then!"
"Alright!"
Lu Changsheng nodded, not being polite, as this was his original plan.
After all, where Zhou Qingyu was, aside from Shi Feng, no one would pay attention to him.
The Little Sword Immortal of Cangyun's reputation overshadowed everything.
He just needed to follow along, do some minor tasks, and maybe pick up a few beast corpses to sell, earning some spirit stones, which wasn't too bad.
After speaking, Zhou Qingyu left to continue his cultivation.
Watching his departing figure, Lu Changsheng said, "He's really becoming more and more like a Sword Immortal!"
After ten years of being together, although Zhou Qingyu didn't speak much, he cared deeply for this junior brother, always sharing his insights and experiences.
Whenever he obtained something good from the Ascension Conference or secret realms, he always thought of Lu Changsheng.
"This Senior Brother is too straightforward, it's really worrying. I need to get him into those major sects. With his talent, he will surely receive better protection!"
He thought of the Dynasty War.
Every few years, the Yue Kingdom holds a Dynasty War.
At that time, all the sects in the Yue Kingdom will send their elite disciples into the battlefield.
There, the most outstanding talents will be selected and absorbed by stronger sects, gaining more and better resources.
The original sects will also receive protection, which is one of the reasons why the Cangyun Sect has remained unshaken.
After all, in such a small place, it often only delays those disciples; they need a broader stage.
As long as Zhou Qingyu secures a position and enters an immortal sect, Cangyun will receive protection, and he will be safer staying here.
The world of cultivation is too harsh, the outside too dangerous, and he doesn't dare to reveal himself too much.
The saying "the tree that stands out gets blown down" is a simple truth he understands.
In the Yue Kingdom, the strongest are the Elemental Infants, and there aren't many of them. As long as he doesn't court death, he will be quite safe.
Thinking of this, he was about to return to his room, but on Cangyun Peak, a stream of light shot into the sky, blooming into a patch of azure brilliance that lingered.
Lu Changsheng knew it was a warning of the approaching beast tide.
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