bookrandom Chapter 383 Martial Arts Tournament 1
Chapter 383 Martial Arts Tournament 1
Yun Qingyi: "Isn't there any other way?"
Cao Changle: "No, that's all."
After a brief silence, Yun Qingyi slowly said, "Master, do you know under what circumstances I met Leng Fuhuang?"
Ci Gui frowned. His little disciple's question must be extremely absurd, but he didn't think too much about it. After all, both he and Yun Qingyi knew that Leng Fuhuang was on the kill list.
The remaining two people were named Leng Fuhuang and Leng Wuhan.
However, even though he was a Celestial Venerable, he knew very little about these two people. He had only created these two names by combining his divine sense with the power of the Heavenly Dao. As for the rest, he knew nothing about them.
However, since they have a bond with Yun Qingyi, they should logically be allies.
But why does my little apprentice's expression seem a bit off?
Yun Qingyi was actually a little confused herself. She had basically recovered her memories from the previous few reincarnations, and her memories of Ye Jinyun, Zhong Lixing and the others were still quite vivid.
When she received the kill list, although her memory had not fully recovered, she was somewhat familiar with most of the names. However, the last two names, Leng Fuhuang and Leng Wuhan, were unfamiliar to her.
At the time, I thought I didn't remember because my memory hadn't returned. Now that my memory has mostly returned, I still have no recollection of it at all.
So in the previous few cycles, she had absolutely no idea who these two people were?
After much thought, this is the most likely answer.
But it is also the most difficult problem.
Possessing scattered power of the Heavenly Dao, those who should have been friends turned out to be enemy soldiers.
Although I don't know what kind of character Leng Wuhan is, he shares the same surname as Leng Fuhuang and is so mysterious, so I feel that his situation is not much better.
She didn't quite know how to take care of herself.
“Master…” Yun Qingyi glanced at Cigui, wanting to say something, but felt somewhat powerless.
Ci Gui didn't say anything else, but affectionately patted Yun Qingyi's head and asked, "Can you tell your teacher what happened?" After saying that, he neatly created a protective barrier.
Seeing the barrier rise, Yun Qingyi no longer concealed anything and told Ci Gui everything that had happened.
"That's it. She possesses power scattered from the Heavenly Dao, so she cannot die, but she is also a savage demon..."
Ci Gui also fell into deep thought. Cao Chang Le was not inside the barrier, so only the two masters and disciples knew what was going on.
"Qingyi, do you believe in Him?"
Upon hearing Ci Gui's words, Yun Qingyi nodded without hesitation.
Ci Gui: "I remember telling you that in the initial future calculations, the future of this world would be one of rampant demons and widespread suffering. As a goddess, with the help of your friends and Yun Qingrou, you gradually built a prosperous world where all races coexisted harmoniously."
At this point, Ci Gui paused, looking intently at Yun Qingyi, "Although another Heavenly Dao has intervened in this world, and you have spent a lot of your energy on it, Qingyi, your main quest has never disappeared."
"My main quest..."
"In other words, there will still be widespread suffering and a racial war in the future. But Master... the current demon race is not as powerful as predicted, and they are extremely rare now."
Ci Gui: "This is also one of the reasons why this war was inevitable. If there were no demons, there would be spirits and monsters. And now, it is clear that the monsters are taking over this role."
"Why?" Yun Qingyi remained puzzled. "Why must it be this way? Is the outbreak of war merely to exonerate me and add a halo to my title of Goddess?!"
"Why would you think that?" Ci Gui shook his head helplessly. "The reason this war is inevitable is because, according to calculations, the resources of the Cangling Continent have reached their richest level in history, especially those of the Northern Ling Continent."
In an era of abundant resources, the wilderness could be considered relatively barren.
In this situation, anyone in the wilderness would want to break through to the Northern Spirit Continent and plunder its resources. The Creator is fair to every race under His control; now, it just so happens that the demon race is at its peak.
Ci Gui: "Perhaps you are used to seeing yourself as a human, or you have been a human for too long, which is why you habitually feel that humans are the most important race. But you are a goddess, and you should treat all races equally."
Your mission is not to protect any particular race, but to lead them into an era of peace.
At this moment, Yun Qingyi seemed to be frozen in place, her mind filled with Ci Gui's words.
Those words, like lightning and sharp swords, crackled and rang in my mind.
Yun Qingyi remained silent, and Ci Gui waited patiently. He knew that some things needed to be digested before they could be fully understood.
After a long while, Yun Qingyi slowly bowed to Ci Gui: "Thank you, Master."
She has now figured it out. There's really nothing to think about. It's just that she's not used to the sudden change in identity. In the past, she hadn't really integrated herself into the role of the goddess.
She sees herself primarily as a human, and when it comes to non-human races, she only instinctively helps those races that pose no threat to humanity.
For example, the Merfolk, and demons like Yao Yao.
……
This bow is appropriate whether it's to her master or to the person who guided her. Ci Gui didn't need to tell me all this; as a human, he would most likely be biased towards his own race, yet he told her all this without reservation.
This indirectly shows that her master was even more immaculate and pure-hearted than she had imagined.
"How could this be?" Ci Gui quickly helped her up, and smiled gently. He always seemed less aloof around Yun Qingyi, and his heart was filled with concern: "I only hope that you can recognize your own heart and understand what you truly want to do."
"I understand, Master."
After the barrier was lifted, Cao Changle immediately came up, but didn't say anything else, only asking with concern if she was alright.
Yun Qingyi: "Hmm, I'm fine. I'm going to Zixiao Sect tomorrow. Do you want to go? Or stay in the sect?"
Cao Changle smiled and said, "I'll stay at the sect to take care of Yao Yao. Yao Yao is recovering very quickly, but her condition is not very stable."
Yun Qingyi nodded, "Alright, then I'll trouble you to take care of her."
……
On the day of the Centennial Martial Arts Tournament, the Zixiao Sect was packed with outstanding individuals from various sects, all radiating confidence and high spirits.
"Look! Is that the Holy Maiden of the Azure Cloud Sect? She's so beautiful!" A luxurious flying boat hovered in the air. A young woman in green robes appeared, and with a wave of her hands from her guards, a spiritual ladder connected the flying boat to the ground.
"Wow! You made the spirit ladder so easily, that's amazing."
"Of course, this is a major sect. If it weren't for this martial arts tournament, we wouldn't even have met them."
"Senior brother, that's an exaggeration."
"However, this Holy Maiden of the Azure Cloud Sect is very beautiful!"
"She's wearing a veil, how can you tell she looks good?"
"Is that even a question? Look at that aura, look at that presence. Besides, no cultivator is smelly, okay?"
"I say you're all too superficial," one of them interjected. "Why are you only focusing on whether it looks good or not? I'll tell you in secret, this Holy Maiden has already reached the late Nascent Soul stage!"
"What!" Not only the other two, but also those around who heard the sound were shocked and quickly gathered around. "This Holy Maiden is actually at the late Nascent Soul stage! You know she's not even a hundred years old!"
"terrible."
"It's so scary."
"The future life is terrible."
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"Hey, is that how you use that word?" The senior student in the group couldn't help but roll his eyes. "He's the senior, you know. Be careful not to let him hear you."
"Hehe, senior brother, people from major sects wouldn't be so stingy."
Before the two could even start arguing, someone exclaimed, "Look! That's the flying boat from Moonlit Valley!"
"I've heard that Yun Yu'er from Moonlit Valley is also a rare beauty."
The others were speechless, "Why is your focus on this?"
The man said, "Hehe, isn't it normal for everyone to love beauty? What's so strange about that?"
"By the way, I heard that Yun Yu'er is already in the mid-Nascent Soul stage, which is even more terrifying than the Holy Maiden of the Biyun Sect!"
"That's a sect that's ranked second alongside Zixiao Sect, how bad could it be?"
"That may be true, but Yun Yu'er's talent is indeed extremely high. Look at the young sect master of the Zixiao Sect, isn't he only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm?"
"Hehe, you're behind the times. I heard that they broke through to the late stage a few days ago."
“So fast??”
"I'll go all out against these talented players!"
"Forget it, forget it, don't go and make a fool of yourself."
"..."
On the other side, on a flying boat bearing the flag of the Xuanmiao Sect, Yun Qingyi stood quietly by the railing.
"What's wrong?"
A gentle, clear voice suddenly rang in her ears. Whether it was because she was too engrossed in her daydream or because Xie Xiyan's footsteps were too light, she hadn't noticed it at all. She smiled bitterly to herself, realizing that her vigilance had become so low.
Yun Qingyi shook her head, did not turn around, and continued to look at the sea of clouds. "I was just spacing out, and thinking about some things."
Xie Xiyan: "What's wrong? Is there anything I can do to help?"
Yun Qingyi: "It's nothing much, just about Duan Leizhi, Arou, and the upcoming trip to the Wild Frontier."
A hint of heartache flashed in Xie Xiyan's eyes: "Are you too tired? Since we came out of the secret realm, I've noticed that you haven't rested at all. You're either discussing the matter of the Wilderness Border or how to deal with Duan Leizhi quickly. Moreover, since yesterday, you seem to have become even more depressed."
Yun Qingyi turned to look at him: "Really?" After yesterday's events, she was indeed a little tired, but she didn't expect it to be so obvious.
Xie Xiyan didn't speak, but took out a small jade bottle from his pocket and poured out two sugar pills. "I made these, want to try some?"
Yun Qingyi asked in confusion, "Pills?"
Xie Xiyan smiled and shook his head, his beautiful lips curving upwards. "No, it's a sugar pill."
"Sugar pills?" Yun Qingyi raised an eyebrow, picked one up, and felt it was ice-cold. "Did you make these yourself?"
Xie Xiyan nodded: "Yes, I made a few bottles when I had nothing else to do, and the effect is pretty good."
"Hmm? The effect?" Yun Qingyi put it in her mouth with a puzzled look. It felt cool and refreshing, just like the touch of her skin, with a hint of honey flavor, but it was very sweet and not cloying...
After holding it in her mouth for a while, she found that the frustration in her heart had dissipated somewhat, and looked at Xie Xiyan with some surprise, "Is this the effect you were talking about?"
Although Yun Qingyi didn't say anything else, Xie Xiyan knew what she meant, and nodded with a smile, "Are you feeling better?"
"Thank you."
"You're welcome, we... are friends, after all."
There was no one outside the flying boat at this time. The other disciples were all busy cultivating. Ji Zhaoling, Ruan Qi, and the others had mostly reached their bottlenecks and were trying to break through one last time.
Yun Qingrou spent far less time around Yun Qingyi, and sometimes even deliberately avoided her. Yun Qingyi felt uneasy, but she also knew that this was Yun Qingrou's inner demon, and that forcibly interfering would only make things worse.
So, apart from a dozen or so guards and a few disciples who came out for a stroll, only Yun Qingyi and Xie Xiyan were outside.
However, the flying boat was very large, and given her status as the sect leader's disciple, even if someone saw her, they wouldn't dare to approach and disturb her.
"It looks like you like them. Here, take these bottles, don't be shy."
Looking at the small jade bottle in Xie Xiyan's hand, she smiled, didn't refuse, and readily accepted it, saying, "I'll take two bottles; you can keep the rest for yourself?"
Xie Xiyan paused for a moment, then smiled slightly: "Okay, two bottles each. Contact me again if you run out."
After distributing the sugar pills, the two remained silent, tacitly placing their hands on the railing and gazing at the sea of clouds before them. As the sun set, the clouds were dyed a rich orange-red, a truly beautiful sight.
"I've heard that the sea of clouds at Chaoxia Mountain is absolutely spectacular," Xie Xiyan said suddenly, looking at the orange-red scenery before him.
Yun Qingyi blinked. "You know about that place too?"
"Yes, I've always wanted to go and see it, but I haven't had the time. Besides, Chaoxia Mountain isn't just famous for its sea of clouds. There's also a kind of pastry called 'Xiangsi Cake,' which is exceptionally delicious and is only sold on Chaoxia Mountain."
Upon hearing this, Yun Qingyi's heart stirred slightly: "I'd really like to try it."
Xie Xiyan: "Next time you have time, would you like to go take a look together?" He spoke very frankly, as if it were a perfectly normal invitation.
"Row."
After Yun Qingyi agreed, Xie Xiyan's smile deepened slightly. "Then... it's settled," Xie Xiyan said softly.
"Okay, it's settled." Yun Qingyi turned her head and looked at his profile. Under the setting sun, his handsome face, which was almost demonic, had a touch of divinity, but the unruliness between his brows was still there, forming an extremely alluring beauty.
To be honest, from any angle, Xie Xiyan's features are impeccable. He has combined the best features of his parents, especially his eyes. Seeing them now reminds me of Wang Zhiluo that day in the dream of Leng Fuhuang.
Exactly the same, except that compared to Wang Zhiluo's aloofness and arrogance, Xie Xiyan was open and unrestrained. His eyes seemed to always burn with unrestrained sparks, as if he knew the immensity of the world, yet still insisted on using the sword on his back to measure it.