DDT - Chapter 156

Chapter 156: Immortal Venerable × Meow Meow Cat (11)

It was the morning of the next day when Immortal Venerable Qingyun received the Sound Transmission Talisman from her eldest disciple, Yun Qian.

After leaving the Xianyuan Sect, Immortal Venerable Qingyun had visited many other immortal sects in just a few short days. Relying on her formidable strength, she had slipped into their library pavilions or forbidden grounds, unnoticed. In her search for any records related to the Myriad Spirit Root, she turned the collections of every sect she visited completely upside down. The Xianyuan Sect was one of the oldest in the cultivation world; if even its vast library held no records of the Myriad Spirit Root, it was only natural that these newer sects would also leave Immortal Venerable Qingyun empty-handed.

Within a few days, the sects harassed by Immortal Venerable Qingyun included the Cangqiong Sect, the Mingzheng Immortal Sect, the Baihua Immortal Sect, and the Wanshan Immortal Sect, among others. At first, none of them could figure out what was happening. Although their forbidden grounds and library pavilions were in disarray, nothing was missing. The first few sects were thrown into an uproar, but they couldn't even catch a shadow of the intruder, let alone bring the trespasser to justice.

This continued until Immortal Venerable Qingyun was searching the top floor of the Wanshan Immortal Sect's library pavilion and happened to encounter the sect master of Wanshan at opposite ends of the same bookshelf. The Xianyuan Sect and the Wanshan Immortal Sect had little contact. Although the two sects were on friendly terms, they didn't know much about each other. Therefore, Immortal Venerable Qingyun was unaware that the Wanshan sect master had a peculiar habit: he slept in the library pavilion. The Wanshan Immortal Sect was an old sect with a history spanning several thousand years, and the top floor of its library housed classic ancient texts passed down through the centuries. The sect master had a unique passion for studying these ancient texts, so it wasn't surprising that he often slept there.

Despite being caught red-handed, Immortal Venerable Qingyun, a wily veteran of a thousand years of cultivation, remained completely unfazed. She leisurely placed the text in her hand back in its original spot on the shelf. Under the Wanshan sect master's astonished gaze, which was clearly waiting for a reasonable explanation, Immortal Venerable Qingyun unhurriedly pulled out the next book and began flipping through it rapidly, acting as if there was nothing wrong with her behavior at all.

By the time Immortal Venerable Qingyun had gone through all the ancient texts on the top floor of the Wanshan Immortal Sect's library pavilion, the sect master still hadn't received a reasonable explanation.

Immortal Venerable Qingyun hadn't found the records she was looking for in the Wanshan library either, and she could only sigh softly. The Wanshan sect master, who had followed her around all night, now had two dark circles under his eyes from lack of sleep, a stark contrast to his usually disciplined routine. It was only then that Immortal Venerable Qingyun seemed to notice him. She offered an apologetic smile, stated that she hadn't found the ancient texts she was looking for, and then politely bid farewell to the slightly dazed sect master. With a flick of her fingers, she vanished from the top floor of the library, leaving the Wanshan sect master standing there, utterly bewildered.

Soon, the tale of how Immortal Venerable Qingyun of the Xianyuan Sect was harassing the library pavilions of major sects spread rapidly throughout the cultivation world. Every sect, large and small, feared for its own safety. Immortal Venerable Qingyun's cultivation level was nearly unmatched in the current cultivation world, and she had the backing of an old powerhouse like the Xianyuan Sect. It was best not to offend her if it could be helped. The major sects she had already visited could only console themselves with the fact that, at most, their forbidden grounds and libraries were a mess; there were no major losses. They had no choice but to swallow their frustration.

The other sects quickly reinforced their grand sect-protecting arrays and significantly increased their patrol personnel, making their defenses so tight that not even a fly could get in. Immortal Venerable Qingyun could only circle these sects a few times. Seeing that it would indeed be difficult to sneak in again, she sighed with regret and turned to leave. After all, she had already searched the more established sects. If ancient texts were missing from the old sects, it was even less likely they would be found in these smaller ones. For the time being, Immortal Venerable Qingyun spared these minor sects and stopped her harassment.

With the major sects of the cultivation world searched and no suitable texts found, Immortal Venerable Qingyun turned her sights to the lower realm. Perhaps picking up some overlooked treasures in the mortal domain would be a good choice.

Having seen off this formidable figure, the cultivation world finally breathed a sigh of relief, only for the mortal realm to be thrown into chaos.

On the eastern and western continents of the Nine Nether Profound Sky, the treasure pavilions within the imperial palaces of several major human kingdoms were infiltrated by an unknown person. First, patrolling soldiers changing shifts would find the guards stationed around the treasure pavilion all unconscious on the ground. The soldiers would hastily report it, and the palace official in charge would rush over to open the treasure pavilion's doors, only to find the inside in a state of utter chaos, as if it had been ransacked by bandits. The incident was so significant it alarmed the emperor of the nation. Although a subsequent inventory revealed that no treasures had been taken, the emperor was still deeply shaken. The treasures in the pavilion were of no small origin; in a critical moment, they were treasures that could save the entire nation. Furthermore, the fact that someone could come and go freely in the heavily guarded imperial palace was like a slap across the emperor's face. If so many guards and soldiers couldn't stop an intruder, what if it had been an assassin? The emperor would have long been dead. While the emperor of that country grimly reinforced the palace's security, Immortal Venerable Qingyun went on to wreak havoc in several other major kingdoms.

When she received the Sound Transmission Talisman from her eldest disciple, Yun Qian, Immortal Venerable Qingyun was calmly searching through the treasury of the Cangyun Kingdom. Having gone through all the classic texts she could find, she had already given up hope of finding any records related to the Myriad Spirit Root. The talisman floated before her. She listened to her disciple's message with a placid expression, then moved her finger slightly, and the talisman crumbled into ash, scattering on the floor.

It seemed this little disciple she had picked up was quite interesting. Perhaps her fated person was truly about to be found.

Immortal Venerable Qingyun had intended to head back immediately, but then she suddenly thought that she had been out for so many days without properly accompanying her newly acquired little disciple. As a master who had been gallivanting about for so long, it wouldn't be right to return empty-handed, would it? Immortal Venerable Qingyun turned back and surveyed the Cangyun Kingdom's treasury again. She might as well bring some local specialties back for her dear little disciple. Before, in those immortal sects' forbidden grounds and library pavilions, she had been so focused on reading texts that the thought of bringing back souvenirs for her disciple had never even crossed her mind.

It was strange, really. In all the years past, even when her eldest disciple Yun Qian was accepted, she had traveled out many times but had never once thought of bringing him any souvenirs. Or rather, she simply lacked that awareness. But after this cute little disciple arrived, all sorts of strange ideas would pop into Immortal Venerable Qingyun's mind. These thoughts were sometimes absurd, sometimes whimsical, and always seemed out of place in this world. She recalled the strange things and words that had happened to her before she even set foot on the path of cultivation and decided not to dwell on it. In any case, she knew clearly that these thoughts were harmless to herself or those she cared about, so she didn't overthink their origin. Perhaps it was related to those bizarre, fantastical dreams?

Immortal Venerable Qingyun scanned her surroundings, and her gaze finally landed on a small, silver bracelet.

The silver bracelet was small and exquisite, with dark gold flowing patterns deeply etched into it, giving it a simple, grand, yet elegant appearance. For some reason, Immortal Venerable Qingyun felt that her little disciple named Jun would like such an accessory. What's more, she could feel surging spiritual energy from the small bracelet. To think that a spiritual treasure like this could be found in the mortal world. When she had come down saying she was going to scavenge for treasures, she had only been joking, but she hadn't expected to actually find a small one. This bracelet had been casually tossed in the treasury by mortals to collect dust; it was clear its previous encounters had not been with the right person. Since the bracelet had met her, Immortal Venerable Qingyun, today, it was its good fortune. She, Immortal Venerable Qingyun, would be the one to wipe away the dust obscuring it and lead it to a new future!

The shameless Immortal Venerable Qingyun had found plenty of excuses for her casual pilfering. With a wave of her hand, the bracelet, flowing with spiritual energy, entered her storage bag. Immortal Venerable Qingyun patted her bag with satisfaction. Before leaving, she kindly left a top-grade spirit stone for this unlucky kingdom. A commotion erupted outside the treasury as the patrolling guards fell into chaos. Without lingering, Immortal Venerable Qingyun formed a hand seal and instantly departed from the treasury.

She had been out for so many days. It was time to go back and see her beloved little disciple.

Although Immortal Venerable Qingyun was a Nascent Soul mighty figure, she was still more than half the Nine Nether Profound Sky away. It still took her a full three days to return to Qingyun Peak.

The moment she flew into the Xianyuan Sect, she clearly sensed that the atmosphere was off. She didn't make a grand entrance but followed the ancient forest paths between the various peaks to return to Qingyun Peak first.

In stark contrast to the usual tranquility of Qingyun Peak, a large number of Xianyuan Sect disciples were gathered at the foot of the mountain. They were shouting and clamoring, and as a Nascent Soul mighty figure, Immortal Venerable Qingyun could easily see the spiritual energy roiling around them due to anger or emotional agitation.

Ignoring these strange creatures, Immortal Venerable Qingyun, who was only thinking of her little disciple, swept her divine sense over the area and saw Chi Junluo diligently practicing her sword forms on the summit. A smile appeared in Immortal Venerable Qingyun's eyes, and with a flicker of her figure, she appeared at the training ground on the mountaintop.

After the night of the full moon, while training on the summit, Chi Junluo had tried to use the mysterious power within her to activate the Myriad Spirit Root in this body. Her spontaneous idea had an excellent effect; one could say it was a stroke of blind luck. Stimulated by the mysterious golden power, the Myriad Spirit Root began to continuously absorb the surrounding spiritual energy along with the golden power, circulating it through Chi Junluo's meridians. The golden energy, transformed by the Myriad Spirit Root, merged with the external spiritual energy to form a new, dense spiritual energy. Wherever this energy passed, the meridians that had been damaged and not even fully repaired by the full moon night were instantly restored. When the fused spiritual energy began its second major circulation, the meridians in Chi Junluo's body were nourished and strengthened by it. Just like that, through a happy accident, she had embarked on the path of Qi Refining with this Myriad Spirit Root body.

The ordinary cultivation methods of the Xianyuan Sect were useless for Chi Junluo, yet she had managed to figure out a cultivation method using this fused spiritual energy on her own.

Her cheap senior brother, Yun Qian, who had witnessed the entire process, was so shocked his head was about to fly off. What had he just seen! He had seen this junior sister, who had joined the sect only a few days ago, display an extraordinary talent and create her own cultivation method. Creating a cultivation method wasn't something anyone could do. Even the slightest deviation in the flow of spiritual energy could cause irreversible damage to the body. And yet, this junior sister with the Myriad Spirit Root, who had been deemed a mere decorative vase by the sect, had smoothly and successfully created her own technique. Forget damaged meridians; he had noticed that his junior sister had become more and more lively these past two days. Her previously negligible cultivation had, in just three short days, already reached the sixth layer of Qi Refining. Such a cultivation speed was terrifyingly fast, leaving Yun Qian in awe.

Yun Qian could already foresee that with his junior sister's frightening talent, it might not be long before her cultivation level caught up to his own.

Chi Junluo mentally reviewed the sword forms her Senior Brother Yun Qian had taught her while fluidly executing them with her hands. As the sword dance concluded, Chi Junluo gathered her focus and looked up to see Immortal Venerable Qingyun standing not far away.

She met Immortal Venerable Qingyun's approving gaze, and the corner of her lips curled up as she lifted her head haughtily. Just now, her heroine must have seen her heroic sword-wielding posture!

Hurry up and fall in love with me! I can't let the original world's male lead take advantage of my wife!

Watching her little disciple turn haughty in a second, Immortal Venerable Qingyun suddenly felt the urge to ruffle her fluffy little head again.

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