“Finally succeeded!” Jiang Han’s figure vanished in an instant, then suddenly appeared in another spot.
“The Wind Thunder Boots can only teleport 100 meters. That’s far inferior to the teleportation of a Nascent Soul powerhouse, but at the Foundation Establishment Realm, it’s more than enough.”
“It’s just that the spiritual power consumption is too great. With my current spiritual power, I can only teleport once before I’m completely drained. Even using a single high-grade spirit stone, I can only teleport ten times.”
Jiang Han tossed aside the high-grade spirit stone in his hand that had been completely drained of spiritual power, feeling a pang of regret.
In the past, he had worked hard for an entire year, living frugally, just to exchange for one high-grade spirit stone. Now, he had used one up after only a few teleports.
“And there’s the Heaven-Sealing Armor.” A light barrier appeared around his body.
“According to Martial Uncle, the Heaven-Sealing Armor only needs one high-grade spirit stone to last ten days and can withstand attacks from an early Divine Transformation Realm cultivator.”
Knock, knock, knock.
A series of knocks sounded at the door.
Jiang Han rose and opened it. Outside stood Du Yucheng, dressed in a black long skirt that made her skin look even fairer. She held a set of purple robes in her hands, her face expressionless.
“Clothes. For you.” She stared at him without blinking. She said nothing more, yet the pressure she carried was overwhelming.
Jiang Han felt flustered. It was the first time anyone had given him clothes.
He hurriedly wiped his hands on his own clothes, brushing away nonexistent dust, then carefully accepted the robes.
He did not know what material they were made of. They felt almost weightless in his hands, smooth as silk.
When Du Yucheng saw that he had taken them, her expression clearly relaxed. Then, as if remembering something, her pretty face tightened slightly. In a low voice she said, “Master said for you to cultivate in peace. You don’t need to worry about the Heavenly Dominion Sect.”
After saying it in one breath, she quietly let out a sigh of relief.
Jiang Han’s eyes reddened. Master had not only refused to despise his past but had trusted him completely. She had even taken the initiative to block retaliation from the Heavenly Dominion Sect on his behalf.
He took a deep breath and bowed, “Thank you, Senior Sister. Senior Sister…”
Before he could finish, Du Yucheng had already disappeared. Jiang Han leaned out to look around, scratched his head in confusion, and was just about to turn back when she suddenly appeared again.
“Something else?”
Jiang Han blinked blankly. “Senior Sister, would you like to come in for some tea…”
“No.” Du Yucheng vanished once more.
Returning to the cave, he lifted the robes and examined them from every angle. Aside from the clothes he had bought for himself years ago, this was the first time he had received new clothes. After looking at them for a while, he could not wait to put them on.
“So light. It feels like I’m not wearing anything.”
He swept over them with his divine sense and suddenly froze.
“Heavenly Silkworm Cloud Robe. Nascent Soul–level defense. Concealment. Cleansing Technique. Spirit Wind Array. Small Spirit Gathering Array… This is actually a Heaven-tier first-grade artifact!”
Jiang Han’s heart trembled. Clothing-type artifacts were already extremely rare, let alone a Heaven-tier first-grade high-level robe.
There were not many such treasures in the entire cultivation world. At the very least, in the entire Heavenly Dominion Sect, only Mo Qiushuang and Ji Yuchan possessed something of that level.
Yet Senior Sister had given him such a precious treasure the very first time they met. Apart from gratitude, Jiang Han felt at a loss. He did not know how to repay her.
And there were Master and the Martial Uncles. They all treated him well.
Jiang Han clenched his fists. In the cultivation world, strength was supreme. If he wanted to repay them, he could only raise his cultivation as quickly as possible, suppress the geniuses of the other four great sects, seize resources back for the Purple Firmament Sword Sect, and help the sect grow stronger.
“There are still two months left. Next, I’ll go to the Thunder Pool to absorb lightning spiritual power and strengthen the Annihilation Divine Lightning.”
“The lightning spiritual power in the Thunder Pool is extremely abundant. Before the Spirit Abyss Secret Realm opens, it should be enough to strengthen the Annihilation Divine Lightning by more than twice!”
Jiang Han raised his hand. A strand of Annihilation Divine Lightning leaped at his fingertips, emitting waves of empty, annihilating aura.
“With the strengthened Annihilation Divine Lightning, even if I’m besieged in the secret realm, I won’t fear exhaustion anymore. With the Heaven-Sealing Armor for defense and high-grade spirit stones to restore spiritual power, even if I encounter a hundred Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators, I can still retreat unscathed.”
In his memory, although the Purple Firmament Sword Sect had seven Divine Transformation Realm sword cultivators overseeing it and its top-tier combat power had always been formidable, there had never been anyone among the new disciples capable of taking up the heavy responsibility. The sect had always been in a transitional phase.
Now it seemed that Senior Sister’s talent must be extremely high. But why had he never heard in his previous life of any Purple Firmament Sword Sect disciple advancing to the Divine Transformation Realm?
Master had mentioned that Senior Sister’s Dao heart had a flaw. He just happened to be able to help others clear distracting thoughts and stabilize their Dao heart. He wondered if it would have any effect on her. If there was a chance, he would definitely try.
Jiang Han made up his mind. Since he was here, he would do everything in his power to help the Purple Firmament Sword Sect become the number one sect in the cultivation world.
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Mo Qiushuang slowly opened her eyes, feeling an emptiness deep in her heart.
The turbulence in the lake of her heart had subsided, but her Dao heart now bore a massive crack.
She lay flat on the uneven ground, staring blankly at the cave ceiling as memories of Jiang Han in the sect replayed endlessly in her mind. The source of this chapter is g.com.
She remembered once using the excuse of taking him to the Demon Spirit Cave to gather herbs as bait, making him take the blame for Lin Xuan.
It had been the first time she took Jiang Han out. She still remembered how excited he had been, clutching tightly at the hem of her robe along the way, which had disgusted her to no end.
Yet Jiang Han had not sensed anything wrong. It was only after she grew unbearably annoyed and slapped him twice that he reluctantly let go.
That time she had gone with her second junior sister. She did not know why the second junior sister insisted on going.
She only remembered that after arriving, she suddenly received a message from the third junior sister, saying she had something to attend to and would leave first, asking the second junior sister to take care of Jiang Han. But when she saw Jiang Han again, it was a month later.
He had been covered in blood, severely injured. No one knew what he had gone through.
She had only glanced at him from afar, feeling nothing but disdain. She had thought he was useless for daring to go to the Demon Spirit Cave and believed his injuries were entirely his own fault.
But thinking back now, there were many problems. Why had the second junior sister insisted on accompanying her to the Demon Spirit Cave? And how exactly had Jiang Han been injured?
Why had she not treated Jiang Han’s wounds? She had always been kind. If Xiao Xuan had so much as scraped a finger, she would worry endlessly. Yet when Jiang Han had been injured like that, why had she felt only disgust?
Mo Qiushuang leaped to her feet and sat cross-legged for a short while, barely stabilizing her realm so it would not continue to fall. Only then did she rise and leave Jiang Han’s cave.
Returning to the mountaintop, she did not see Lin Xuan. The other junior sisters were nowhere to be found. Only Ji Yuchan remained in the Heavenly Dominion Hall, meditating quietly.
Mo Qiushuang did not know what exactly had happened to Master. Her mental state seemed extremely unstable, her temperament alternating between good and bad. Recently, she had been trying to stabilize her state of mind, but it seemed to have little effect. Her temper had grown increasingly irritable.
Mo Qiushuang released her divine sense and began searching for Liu Hanyue’s location.
Liu Hanyue was a formation genius. At a young age, she had already reached the early Nascent Soul Realm and was also a fifth-grade formation master.
As long as she was given time to set up a formation, even a mid–Nascent Soul Realm cultivator would not be her match. She was also beautiful and gentle in temperament, admired by many disciples within the sect.
Most importantly, Liu Hanyue also deeply hated Jiang Han.
Mo Qiushuang wanted to know why Liu Hanyue had insisted on going to the Demon Spirit Cave with her back then. Were Jiang Han’s injuries related to her?
And why did Liu Hanyue hate Jiang Han so much?
Did she simply regard Jiang Han as someone who could be bullied at will?
Had Hanyue done things to Jiang Han even more vicious than what she herself had done?