Category: A fellow cultivator fairy of mine

Chapter 10: My Savior

Yun Ling’s face paled. She flashed before Mingyan, seized him by the throat, and lifted him into the air. “You dare poison me? Do you know I can easily kill you even without using spiritual energy?!”

“Of course I know. I’m just a small Gathering Stream cultivator…” Mingyan, held aloft, showed no fear, even smiling brazenly. “I know Celestial Sister can crush me like an ant, but… if you do, there will be no antidote. You’ll die if you use spiritual energy, but without it, are you sure you can leave Dragon Ridge? There are four or five Divine Gate Realm beasts nearby, not to mention the demon king. Think carefully, Celestial one! Keep me alive, and I can lead you out and give you the antidote… What’s your choice?”

Yun Ling didn’t dare use her spiritual energy. She couldn’t believe a Gathering Stream cultivator dared speak to her so boldly. She couldn’t dismiss the possibility of poison. Thinking back, Mingyan offering his wrist seemed deliberate, as if he wanted her to touch his blood.

Countless poisons existed in this world. Could this boy be a poison human, his blood itself toxic? Yun Ling couldn’t risk it. As he said, she could easily kill him, but without the antidote, escaping Dragon Ridge without spiritual energy would be incredibly dangerous…

“A Gathering Stream cultivator dares boast such things?” Yun Ling narrowed her eyes, observing Mingyan’s face turning purple from lack of air.

“I’m the one who brought Huang Feiyan here, Celestial one. What do you think?” Mingyan gasped, struggling to breathe in Yun Ling’s tight grip, but maintaining his composure. He couldn’t show weakness.

“You… you’re in league with Huang Feiyan! You’re a Rain Terrace Blessed Land disciple too!” Yun Ling’s expression changed again. “You tricked me!”

Mingyan could no longer speak, his eyes rolling back. Yun Ling frowned, then finally released him.

Mingyan collapsed to the ground, gasping for air.

“Don’t think Huang Feiyan can save you! Even without spiritual energy, I can easily kill her in her current state.” Yun Ling glared at him coldly.

Mingyan slowly sat up, taking deep breaths, then sneered. “Did you really think I was helping Huang Feiyan?”

Yun Ling frowned, then looked up sharply, sensing a surge of spiritual energy flowing towards the cave. Her expression changed, and she looked back at Mingyan. “What do you mean?”

“That woman brought this disaster upon Rain Terrace Blessed Land… I want her dead…” Mingyan gritted his teeth. “She even wanted to take me back for alchemy… Neither of you are any good!”

Yun Ling’s eyes flickered. The spiritual energy flowing into the cave intensified. This was puzzling. Huang Feiyan was poisoned; absorbing this much energy shouldn’t help her. Was she making a last-ditch effort?

“That woman is far more cautious than you. It’s a pity I couldn’t poison her…” Mingyan sneered. “But she’s already poisoned. Even if you hadn’t come, she would have died soon…”

Yun Ling felt something was amiss…

“Give me the antidote, and I’ll forget this ever happened. I’ll also overlook Rain Terrace Blessed Land harboring Huang Feiyan. Let’s end this.” Yun Ling couldn’t imagine how Huang Feiyan could purge the Yin toxin. Although Mingyan’s blood contained strong Yang energy, if it was truly poisonous, it would be useless…

She frowned, suddenly realizing something. If Mingyan’s blood was poisonous, why would Huang Feiyan want to capture him for alchemy? Did she have a way to process it?

Or was the poison a lie?

Yun Ling’s eyebrow twitched. This Gathering Stream cultivator was nothing but an ant before her. She could easily kill him. If he hadn’t poisoned her, would he dare be so insolent?

Few people possessed such audacity… Yun Ling hesitated, unsure whether to test his claim. If he was telling the truth, using her spiritual energy could be fatal… But what if… he was lying… She narrowed her eyes.

“Do you think I’m a fool, or do you think you are? Let me tell you, I don’t have the antidote on me, but I know how to make it. As for letting me and Rain Terrace Blessed Land go… Heh, as soon as I cure you, you’ll probably kill me and then take revenge on my fellow disciples…” Mingyan sneered.

“If I’m going to die, I’ll kill you first!” Yun Ling, frustrated by his defiance, snorted.

“You can kill me now. Go ahead.” Mingyan not only showed no fear but even taunted her. Yun Ling’s brow furrowed as she tightened her grip on his throat, glaring at him. “You think I wouldn’t dare?”

“I said… go ahead and crush me.” Mingyan tried to sneer, but the pain and lack of oxygen made it impossible. He felt lightheaded, his ears ringing, and a suffocating sensation in his nose.

“Will you give me the antidote or not?!” Yun Ling increased her grip, feeling him on the verge of death.

Mingyan couldn’t speak, but he didn’t struggle, seemingly accepting his fate. Yun Ling wanted to kill him, but the thought of being trapped in Dragon Ridge without the antidote stopped her. After a moment of hesitation, she released him. She then leaped onto the cliff face and landed at the cave entrance. Huang Feiyan was still meditating inside. She decided to kill her first and then deal with Mingyan and the poison.

Yun Ling struck out with a palm towards Huang Feiyan’s forehead, aiming for a fatal blow. However, Huang Feiyan suddenly opened her eyes and met her attack with a palm of her own. Without spiritual energy, Yun Ling’s physical strength was no match for Huang Feiyan, who had recovered significantly. Yun Ling gasped, sent flying out of the cave, landing heavily beside the unconscious Mingyan.

She quickly scrambled to her feet, looking up to see Huang Feiyan standing at the cave entrance, glaring at her. Then she looked at the unconscious Mingyan beside her, her teeth gritted. “You killed him!”

“You…！ How is this possible?! How did you recover your strength?!” Yun Ling’s face paled. She could sense that although Huang Feiyan wasn’t at her peak, she had recovered most of her strength, no longer weakened by the Yin toxin.

Huang Feiyan didn’t waste words. She flashed forward, a feathered sword appearing in her hand. She swung at Yun Ling, who quickly retreated. Even though Huang Feiyan wasn’t fully recovered, Yun Ling, without spiritual energy, was at a disadvantage. She leaped back to create distance, but Huang Feiyan, empowered by spiritual energy, was faster! After her sword missed, she grabbed Yun Ling’s ankle mid-leap and yanked her down, crashing her into the ground with such force that a crater formed!

Not satisfied, Huang Feiyan thrust her sword downwards, intending to pin Yun Ling to the ground. However, sensing death approaching, Yun Ling, disregarding the “poison,” was forced to use her spiritual energy. A bronze bell emerged from her Qi Sea, enveloping her protectively. Huang Feiyan’s sword struck the bell, producing a deafening “dong” that reverberated through the forest. The bell flew back a short distance, unscathed, its surface incredibly hard. Yun Ling appeared beneath it, glaring at the unconscious Mingyan, realizing she had been tricked. There was no poison! She had used her spiritual energy without any consequences!

Huang Feiyan glared at Yun Ling, the fiery mark on her forehead blazing like a red lotus. The surrounding spiritual energy shimmered with a crimson glow. The feathers on her sword hilt also glowed brightly. She raised her sword and struck again. Distracted, Yun Ling barely managed to raise the bronze bell in defense just as the sword energy reached her. Another deafening “dong” resounded! A small crack appeared on the indestructible bell, and Yun Ling coughed up blood… The bell was her life-bound weapon. If it was damaged, she would suffer severe backlash.

The sword energy that bypassed the bell sliced through the trees behind Yun Ling, sending them crashing to the ground in a cloud of dust.

In terms of raw power, Yun Ling was no match for Huang Feiyan. The Huang family were descendants of the ancient Phoenix God Clan. Their techniques were unmatched in offensive power. Among their generation, they were renowned for their offensive and regenerative abilities, and Huang Feiyan was the most outstanding among them. Although she and Yun Ling were of similar cultivation and considered rivals, Yun Ling rarely engaged her in direct combat.

However, Huang Feiyan was clearly not at her peak. Yun Ling wiped the blood from her lips, observing Huang Feiyan, who seemed slightly weakened after that powerful strike. She still had a chance. She formed hand seals, and the bronze bell glowed faintly, ancient runes appearing on its surface. A night sky-like phenomenon manifested behind her. Huang Feiyan, who had been about to press her attack, paused, her expression turning strange.

Despite it being daytime, a night sky appeared behind Yun Ling, dark and cloudy, the moon obscured.

As Yun Ling focused on her spell, a sudden chill ran down her spine. She turned just as a white streak of light, like lightning, descended upon her. A woman in white, her face veiled, kicked her in the face. Yun Ling had no time to react and was sent flying. Before she could get up, the woman in white appeared before her again, like a human lightning bolt, and stomped on her face. With a “boom,” Yun Ling’s face was driven into the ground. She coughed up blood and lost consciousness, the bronze bell disappearing in a flash of light.

“Qing Ying!” Huang Feiyan lowered her sword, sighing in relief.

“Are you alright?” The woman in white lifted her foot from Yun Ling’s unconscious face and turned to Huang Feiyan. Although her face was hidden, her voice was gentle, a stark contrast to her lightning-fast movements.

“I’m fine…” Huang Feiyan sheathed her sword and rushed to Mingyan’s side, lifting him up and checking his breathing. She sighed in relief. “He’s alright.”

“Who is he?” The woman in white approached, looking at Mingyan curiously. She had never seen him before.

“My… savior…” Huang Feiyan smiled brightly, looking at the unconscious Mingyan. “If it weren’t for him… you might not have found me…”

The woman in white looked at Mingyan, sensing his Gathering Stream Realm cultivation. Her eyes flickered. “My master is also here. She informed your mother. Let’s return to Rain Terrace Blessed Land. My master should have resolved the situation.”

“By the way, are the people from Rain Terrace Blessed Land alright?” Huang Feiyan asked, suddenly remembering.

“I’m not sure. My master only told me your approximate location, so I came directly here. But with my master’s strength, they should be safe.” The woman in white shook her head, seemingly confident in her master’s abilities.

“Yes… with Holy Master Yue Ying’s power, they’ll be fine…” Huang Feiyan looked down at Mingyan, then lifted him onto her back. “Let’s go back to Rain Terrace Blessed Land.”

Chapter 9: Did Celestial Sister Come to Save Me?

Huang Feiyan supported the weakened Mingyan as they moved swiftly through the dense forest. Although she couldn’t fly, she employed some sort of movement technique, her speed steadily increasing.

The forest air was fresh and invigorating, thick with spiritual energy. This isolated area, untouched by human activity, was an ideal environment for cultivation.

Beasts cultivated differently from humans. Before developing sentience, they focused on body refinement, requiring minimal spiritual energy. After gaining intelligence, they could generate their own, which was why their habitats were often richer in spiritual energy than human settlements.

Of course, there were exceptions.

Huang Feiyan, guided by Mingyan, continued onward.

“We should be out of the giant bear’s territory now, but we can’t let our guard down. Sometimes, beasts, whether wild or ferocious, venture beyond their territories…” Mingyan felt dizzy, partly from blood loss and partly from Huang Feiyan’s rapid, bumpy pace, which made him nauseous.

Although his physique was stronger than other cultivators at his level, he still experienced normal human reactions.

“Where are we now?” Huang Feiyan wasn’t familiar with Dragon Ridge’s terrain. Although she had ventured deep into it before, she had possessed several life-saving measures then, all of which were now depleted after the encounter with the Yin Dragon Soul. She knew she couldn’t afford to be reckless.

“I believe we’re outside a demon king’s territory,” Mingyan said, rubbing his temples. “This is just my speculation. The other beasts’ territories seem to avoid this area… And the books don’t mention any beasts living here. I suspect there’s a powerful demon king here. If that strong cultivator pursues us, this will be our last resort… We should have some time… Celestial Sister, let’s rest for a while. You can use my blood to further purge the Yin toxin. If you recover your strength, we’ll have a better chance…”

“Are you alright?” Huang Feiyan asked, concerned about Mingyan’s pale face.

“I’m fine. It’s just a little blood. I’m still alive, and blood can be replenished…” Mingyan shook his head. “Let’s not delay…”

Huang Feiyan nodded, understanding his meaning. Judging by the current situation, the cultivator stronger than Xia Yanming hadn’t caught up. Otherwise, they would have been overtaken by now. Xia Yanming must be holding him back… She wondered how he was faring… Huang Feiyan sighed.

They found a steep cliff face with a natural cave opening. The cave was dry. As Mingyan was about to prick his finger, Huang Feiyan’s expression changed. “No… she’s coming!”

Mingyan’s face also paled. He hadn’t expected her to catch up so quickly. Shortly after setting the trap, they had heard the bear’s roar echoing through the forest. He had been relieved, thinking it would buy them some time. But she was relentlessly pursuing them…

“But… there’s only one person…” Huang Feiyan frowned. “That’s… Yun Ling’s aura. I can’t be mistaken… But why is she alone?”

“Yun Ling? Is that the person chasing you, Celestial Sister?”

Huang Feiyan nodded, then gritted her teeth. “She’s my nemesis… I wouldn’t normally fear her… but now, I’m likely no match for her… She’s nearby! She must have pinpointed our location…”

They must have left some traces in their haste. Huang Feiyan sighed. Weakened by the Yin toxin and her injuries, she couldn’t fight Yun Ling…

Mingyan thought quickly, then cut his wrist again, deeper this time. He pressed his hand against the wound, urged Huang Feiyan to sit, and let his blood flow into a container for her. “Celestial Sister, drink the blood and focus on purging the toxin. I’ll find a way to stall her…”

Huang Feiyan’s face was filled with anxiety, but she didn’t dare waste Mingyan’s blood. Despite her worry, she remained silent…

Within a minute, Mingyan had lost a significant amount of blood… Even with his strong constitution, this sudden loss was taking its toll. He felt dizzy, wrapped the blood-soaked bandage around his wound, and leaned against the cave wall. “Celestial Sister, please recover quickly… I’ll go hold her off…”

“Mingyan!” Huang Feiyan wanted to stop him. He would die…

But Mingyan waved his hand. “Don’t worry, Celestial Sister… I’m tough. I won’t die…”

Outside the cave, in the forest, the young mistress, Yun Ling, stared at the cave entrance, her teeth gritted. She could sense Huang Feiyan inside.

But she didn’t act rashly. To escape the bear, she had used a precious Shrinking the Earth Talisman from her family. Just when she thought she had lost them, she noticed signs of trampled vegetation and followed the trail, finally finding Huang Feiyan!

However, Yun Ling remained cautious. Although Huang Feiyan should be weakened by the Yin toxin, she remembered nearly falling for her traps earlier. She decided to observe for a while. Huang Feiyan couldn’t possibly purge the toxin quickly; otherwise, she wouldn’t have fled. A short delay wouldn’t matter, as long as she avoided any more traps.

After confirming there were no immediate dangers, Yun Ling was about to attack when a figure tumbled out of the cave, rolling down the slope and landing heavily at the bottom.

Yun Ling became instantly alert, then relaxed. She sensed this person was only at the Gathering Stream Realm, someone she wouldn’t normally even glance at.

The figure struggled to rise, seemingly badly injured and pale. His steps were unsteady.

Yun Ling frowned. Who was this? As far as she knew, Huang Feiyan was alone… An idea struck her, and she flashed in front of the figure.

The figure was Mingyan. He had intended to jump down from the cliff, but weakened by blood loss, he had simply rolled down instead, looking pathetic.

He stared at Yun Ling, then his face lit up with joy. “Celestial… Celestial Sister, did you come to save me?”

Save him? Yun Ling found this amusing. She put on a sweet smile. “Yes… little brother… are you alright?”

“I… I’m injured… Celestial Sister…” Mingyan put on a pitiful expression, his clothes covered in dirt. “I’m a disciple of the nearby Lingxu Blessed Land. My sect sent me here to gather herbs, but I was captured by that woman in the cave… I knew someone would come to save me when I saw her flee in a hurry… Celestial Sister, did you come to save me?”

“So you’re a disciple of Lingxu Blessed Land… I’m on good terms with your sect… But why were you captured…” Yun Ling asked sweetly.

“That crazy woman said I was excellent alchemy material! She’s insane! How can you use people for alchemy?!” Mingyan feigned outrage. “She even forced me to give her a lot of blood… saying it was a prime medicinal ingredient…”

“Oh…” Yun Ling’s eyes gleamed. She had noticed the blood-soaked bandage on his wrist, which emitted a faint fragrance…

She grabbed his wrist and ripped off the bandage, revealing a scabbed wound. She narrowed her eyes.

“Celestial Sister… do you want my blood too? If you save me, I’ll give you as much as you want…” Mingyan seemed oblivious to her rough handling, innocently believing she was his rescuer.

Yun Ling, who had been about to inflict a new wound to examine his blood, paused, then smiled. “Why would I covet your blood… After I kill that evil cultivator who tried to use you for alchemy, I’ll take you to a good place…”

“Celestial Sister, you’re so kind…” Mingyan looked touched. He then picked at the scab on his wrist, making it bleed again, and offered it to Yun Ling, enduring the pain. “Celestial Sister, look, is my blood helpful to you?”

Yun Ling dabbed her finger in his blood and brought it to her nose, her eyebrow raising slightly. This was the same blood she had found earlier, fragrant and filled with life force and Yang energy… It was indeed a perfect medicinal ingredient. A thought struck her, and her smile softened. “After I kill that person, I’ll take you to my family… You’re perfectly suited for cultivation. Lingxu Blessed Land is wasting your talent… Hehe…”

She gently re-bandaged his wrist with the torn cloth. “Wait here while I deal with her.”

As she turned to leap towards the cave, Mingyan called out, “Celestial Sister, wait!”

“What is it? Is there something else?” Yun Ling turned back, her voice gentle.

“Celestial Sister… do you feel anything strange?” Mingyan asked, a strange expression on his face.

“Strange?” Yun Ling frowned, quickly checking herself, but found nothing amiss. She looked at Mingyan, who was now wearing a sly smile. She frowned again. “What do you mean?”

“Celestial Sister, do you feel nothing at all? Of course not. But… don’t use your spiritual energy. Otherwise, you’ll die.” Mingyan burst into laughter, his previous meekness gone, replaced by a bold, unrestrained demeanor.

Yun Ling’s face paled. “Did you poison me?”

“Why would I poison you, Celestial Sister? You poisoned yourself. You shouldn’t have smelled my blood… Don’t even think about using your spiritual energy, or you’ll die a horrible death, tsk tsk tsk…” Mingyan shook his head, feigning regret. “What a pity, such a young and lovely Celestial Sister, about to die…”

Chapter 8: Countermeasures

At the foot of Rain Terrace Mountain, outside the protective formation, the young cultivator and the young mistress gasped for breath. The young mistress looked up, annoyed. “If Uncle Zeng hadn’t reacted quickly, we would have fallen for that old man’s trap…”

“Mistress, what do we do now? Uncle Zeng is trapped inside…” one of the three young male cultivators asked worriedly.

“Find Huang Feiyan first. Uncle Zeng will be out soon. This mountain protection formation was likely left by a Rotating Core Realm cultivator. I didn’t expect a Rotating Core cultivator to have emerged from this place… Hmph… If Uncle Zeng weren’t also a Rotating Core cultivator, he might have actually fallen for it…” The young mistress snorted.

They began searching for Huang Feiyan’s trail, first discovering the retreating group from Rain Terrace Blessed Land.

“Mistress? What should we do?”

“Follow them for now… There’s a peak Qi Sea Realm cultivator among them. Although I can defeat her, and you can hold off the early-stage ones… it’s a waste of time. Huang Feiyan might escape during the chaos. Just follow them. Once Uncle Zeng is out, we can capture them all… This damned Rain Terrace Blessed Land… I won’t be satisfied until they’re all dead…” A cruel glint flashed in the young mistress’s eyes. These people had nearly ruined her plans. If she couldn’t kill Huang Feiyan now, dealing with the Huang family’s retaliation later would be incredibly troublesome. Damnable!

“Mistress, why can’t I sense Huang Feiyan’s aura?” one of the cultivators beside her asked, puzzled. “Is she not among them?”

“Perhaps she’s concealing it well. There are too many mixed auras there…” The young mistress shook her head, but soon frowned. “Wait… I sense her aura… Behind us… Hmm? How strange. Did Huang Feiyan separate from them?!”

“Could it be that Huang Feiyan didn’t want to endanger these ants and decided to act alone?” the male cultivator chuckled. “The heavens are on our side…”

“Hmph, I understand. Huang Feiyan probably thought that even with Uncle Zeng, these people couldn’t protect her and would only be a burden, so she left alone… Hmph, perfect. She’s severely injured now. Even if she had any life-saving measures, she likely used them after being hit by that Yin Dragon Soul’s tail… She’s a lamb to the slaughter… No need to follow this group. After I kill Huang Feiyan, I’ll deal with Rain Terrace Blessed Land slowly. Let’s pursue Huang Feiyan!”

“Yes, Mistress!”

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Meanwhile, Mingyan and Huang Feiyan had reached the edge of Dragon Ridge. Huang Feiyan had left pieces of her torn dress along the way, confident her pursuers would find them.

“Tell me your plan,” Huang Feiyan said, intrigued by Mingyan’s confidence.

“Celestial Sister, do you know how vast Dragon Ridge is?” Mingyan asked as they walked.

“I’m not sure… I’m not familiar with this area.” Huang Feiyan shook her head. Dragon Ridge was on the edge of the Eastern Continent, while the Huang family was located near the center. The Eastern Continent was vast. The distance between Dragon Ridge and the Huang family was so great that an ordinary person couldn’t travel even half of it in their lifetime.

“I read about it in the sect’s books. Dragon Ridge stretches over five hundred miles in both directions. It’s home to numerous ferocious beasts and spirit beasts. I don’t need to explain the strength of some of these beasts, as you’ve likely encountered them before, Celestial Sister.”

Huang Feiyan nodded. “There are many beasts within equivalent to the Qi Sea and Divine Gate Realms, and perhaps even stronger ones… But how is this related to your plan?”

“As far as I know, although ferocious beasts possess cultivation, they still retain their bestial nature, correct?”

“Yes. Except for some spirit beasts and divine beasts who can transform into humans or are naturally intelligent, most ferocious beasts only develop true sentience and shed their bestial nature after surpassing the Divine Gate Realm.” Huang Feiyan nodded, knowledgeable on this subject.

“If they can’t shed their bestial nature, they naturally retain their habits. The area deeper into Dragon Ridge from here is the territory of a bear… According to the books, it possessed strength equivalent to a peak human Divine Gate Realm cultivator thirty years ago… It’s autumn now… Bears don’t hibernate yet…” Mingyan explained. “My blood is the perfect bait to lure it here.”

“But what good will that do? Will it attack those people?”

“Of course, Celestial Sister. Look at the tree to your left.” Mingyan pointed to a tall poplar tree with clear claw marks and some fur still clinging to it.

“These are marks left by that bear, indicating its territory. Ferocious beasts have a strong sense of territory. If they find intruders, they’ll attack without mercy, be it humans, cultivators, or other beasts…” Mingyan continued. “And the pieces of your dress will lure those people here… So, if we can attract the bear and make them encounter each other, we can use it to buy us time… Although this place is full of ferocious beasts, I’m confident I can find a way out.”

“And this bear is a female. If she has cubs, even better. She’ll be even more ferocious…”

“…Your blood has a strong life force, which will definitely attract those beasts… How are you so familiar with the habits of these beasts?” Huang Feiyan was surprised.

“I used to be a hunter in my village. Although these beasts are far more ferocious than the ordinary animals I hunted, as long as they haven’t shed their bestial nature, they’ll act according to their primal instincts. Therefore, their actions are predictable. As long as we avoid the territories of demon kings, we should be fine. The Blessed Land has maps of the beast territories near Rain Terrace Mountain. Although they don’t mark the demon kings’ territories, generally, demon kings don’t allow their territories to overlap with those of other beasts. So, as long as we navigate according to these territories, we can find a way out.”

“And Dragon Ridge is so vast… Whether they can find us then is another matter. As for my fellow disciples, they should be far away by then, so we don’t need to worry about their safety.” Mingyan’s plan was simple: escape with Huang Feiyan and buy time for his fellow disciples. However, he didn’t know the cultivation level of the cultivator stronger than the sect leader… If that person was too powerful, these tricks might be useless. Against absolute strength, all schemes were futile… Ultimately, he was too weak, which was why he needed to rely on such tactics.

If the enemy was truly that strong, they might have to blindly venture into a demon king’s territory… and hope the demon king would prioritize the greater threat, giving them a sliver of a chance to survive.

Huang Feiyan nodded, understanding his plan.

As they traveled, Mingyan observed their surroundings. Bears were large, especially those with high cultivation. He needed to track the Divine Gate Realm bear to ensure his blood would effectively lure it.

To avoid suspicion about the “clues” they were leaving, Mingyan had Huang Feiyan disguise them as if they were snagged by branches, caught on rocks, and so on. He also increased the distance between each clue to force their pursuers to waste time searching. After all, he and Huang Feiyan couldn’t outrun them in a direct chase.

But at this rate, they would eventually be caught. He needed to find the bear quickly.

Finally, his efforts paid off. Following a trail of dried droppings, he found fresh bear scat…

Huang Feiyan covered her nose, unable to bear the stench. Although Mingyan had experience tracking prey using scat, he hadn’t expected fresh bear droppings to be this foul… Did higher cultivation make their waste more potent? It made some sense. Droppings were essentially waste products the body didn’t need. Cultivation was a process of purifying the body…

Mingyan looked at Huang Feiyan with a strange expression.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Huang Feiyan shivered under his gaze. “We cultivators are different from beasts! We don’t need to use the toilet after reaching the Spring Gushing Realm. Have you forgotten?”

“Oh… right, right…” Mingyan slapped his forehead. How could he have forgotten? Ferocious beasts couldn’t control their bestial nature, but humans, even ordinary ones, possessed intelligence from birth. Cultivation further refined them. Beasts only underwent such transformations at higher realms…

“Ahem… The bear should be nearby… We shouldn’t get any closer. If it finds us, we’ll be in danger.” Mingyan said, “Celestial Sister, leave your last ‘clue’.”

He then took out a small knife and cut his wrist. A small amount of blood wouldn’t be enough to attract the bear.

Blood welled up from the wound and dripped onto the ground. Mingyan’s blood didn’t have a strong metallic scent; it even had a faint fragrance, which was even more alluring to beasts. Even Huang Feiyan couldn’t tear her eyes away from the wound. His blood wasn’t just attractive to beasts…

Mingyan had often used his blood as bait while hunting, unaware of its special properties, assuming it was just the scent of blood attracting the animals…

After letting enough blood flow, he quickly stopped the bleeding, wiped his hand, and bandaged the wound. His powerful regenerative abilities would quickly form a scab, but the blood loss made him slightly pale. “Celestial Sister, let’s leave quickly. We can’t stay here…”

Huang Feiyan left her final “clue” and nodded. After a moment’s hesitation, she supported Mingyan, and they quickly left.

About fifteen minutes later, the young mistress and her cultivators arrived.

“Blood… why is the Yang energy in this blood so strong?” The young mistress noticed the blood on the ground, sensing its potent life force and Yang energy. This was strange. How could Huang Feiyan, poisoned by a Yin toxin, have such strong Yang energy in her blood? Even under normal circumstances, this shouldn’t be possible… This blood would make an excellent medicinal ingredient…

“Mistress, why does it smell so awful here?” one of the cultivators asked, feeling dizzy from the stench of bear scat.

“Can’t you see the droppings?” another cultivator rolled his eyes, covering his nose.

“It looks quite fresh…”

The young mistress also felt nauseous. “Quickly search for more clues. Let’s not stay here too long. It’s disgusting…”

Just then, she sensed something amiss. Her divine sense detected a bright aura approaching rapidly, far brighter than the surrounding life auras. The faint tremors in the ground confirmed it wasn’t her imagination…

“Something’s coming!” The young mistress leaped into the air, but her subordinates, only at the Yang Tomb Realm, couldn’t fly. They were instantly knocked to the ground by the charging bear. With a roar, the bear swiped at them with its claws, tearing them to shreds before they could react!

The young mistress’s face paled. She could sense the bear’s immense power, comparable to Sect Leader Xia Yanming. She didn’t have time to collect her subordinates’ remains and immediately fled into the air!

The bear, after tearing apart the three cultivators, fixed its gaze on the young mistress and gave chase. Unable to fly, it was enraged by this airborne intruder in its territory. It roared furiously, determined to tear her apart. The young mistress’s face turned white. Although Qi Sea Realm cultivators could fly, it consumed a lot of spiritual energy. They couldn’t fly indefinitely. Once her energy was depleted, she would have to land…

Coincidentally, she was fleeing in the same direction as Mingyan and Huang Feiyan…

Chapter 7: You Will Die

Mingyan gritted his teeth, his knuckles white as he clenched his fists. Beside him, Liu Mengli clutched his robe, still reeling from the news.

Huang Feiyan, burdened by guilt, could only lower her head in silence.

Mingyan took a deep breath. “Let’s go, Mengli, Celestial Sister…”

“Brother, my daddy, he…” Liu Mengli whispered, her voice filled with worry.

“Master will be fine. Elder Li didn’t say anything happened to him, right?” Mingyan interrupted gently. “Master just doesn’t want anything to happen to us, so he asked me to look after you. Don’t worry, Mengli. As long as we’re safe, we’ll see Master again soon.”

“Brother… are you lying to me?” Liu Mengli’s innocent eyes searched his face, filling Mingyan with guilt. He forced a smile and stroked her head. “Brother wouldn’t lie to you.”

“Okay…” Liu Mengli nodded. She always trusted her brother… and she had no one else to trust.

Huang Feiyan bit her lip. “I… I’m sorry. This is all my fault.”

“There’s no need to apologize, Celestial Sister.” Mingyan shook his head, quickly gathered his things, and slung the cloth bag Elder Li had given him over his shoulder. “Let’s not linger. We need to meet up with the others!”

Huang Feiyan nodded, knowing they couldn’t waste time. Mingyan picked up Liu Mengli, and they headed towards the back mountain.

Although half of the Yin toxin had been purged, Huang Feiyan’s injuries hadn’t fully healed, and she remained weak. However, as an early Qi Sea Realm cultivator, even at a fraction of her full strength, she was faster than Mingyan.

They reached the back mountain and found the other disciples and elders gathered there.

“Young Mingyan! Little Liu!” An elderly woman among the elders approached them. “Are you two alright?”

Mingyan shook his head. Liu Mengli whispered, “Grandmother Qi…”

“This must be Celestial Huang. Now that everyone’s here, let’s depart.” The elderly woman, addressed as Grandmother Qi, was Elder Qi Zhen, second only to Sect Leader Xia Yanming and Elder Li in power. Xia Yanming had entrusted the disciples and the Blessed Land to her and the other elders. She was highly respected and managed the sect’s affairs, so even in this crisis, she remained calm.

Huang Feiyan hesitated, then shook her head. “Let’s split up. They’re after me. If I stay with you, I fear they’ll harm you as well. If we separate, they’ll likely pursue me instead of wasting energy on you.”

If Elder Li hadn’t lied, then Sect Leader Xia Yanming and Elder Li were currently holding off her enemies. If stalled, those enemies might turn their anger and murderous intent towards the disciples. If Huang Feiyan stayed with them and they were caught, it could turn into a massacre. She didn’t want these innocent disciples and elders to suffer because of her.

The disciples also needed to escape, as there was no guarantee the enemies wouldn’t take their frustration out on them if they couldn’t find her.

“Celestial Huang, if you’re captured, then the Sect Leader’s efforts to buy us time will have been in vain.” Grandmother Qi frowned and shook her head. “We elders are all Qi Sea Realm cultivators. I’m at the peak, and the other two are at the early stage. Even if they catch up, we might be able to hold them off for a while… But if you leave alone…”

The choice was clear. If Huang Feiyan left alone and was captured, Xia Yanming and the other elders’ sacrifice would be meaningless. However, the enemies would likely have no reason to pursue the remaining disciples and elders, increasing their chances of survival.

If Huang Feiyan stayed with them and was captured, then everyone, including her, the disciples, and the elders, might be killed. The sect leader and the elders could only stall… This indicated that Huang Feiyan’s enemies were far more powerful than they could handle.

Moreover, with so many disciples, many of whom were at low cultivation levels, they were a large target. In a fight, these disciples could easily get caught in the crossfire. The aftershocks of a battle between Qi Sea Realm cultivators could easily kill those at the Spring Gushing and Gathering Stream Realms.

Every level in cultivation was a vast chasm. Even the Yin Tomb Realm disciples couldn’t harm Qi Sea Realm cultivators. The disparity in power was overwhelming, especially since the enemy seemed to have someone far stronger than Xia Yanming… This wasn’t a battle they could win with numbers.

Mingyan frowned. This was his fault. If he hadn’t brought Huang Feiyan back, Rain Terrace Blessed Land wouldn’t be facing this disaster.

He stepped forward. “I’ll leave with Celestial Sister. Elder Qi, you take everyone else and leave…”

“No! Mingyan! You’re the sect’s future hope!” Another elder immediately objected. They all knew of Mingyan’s talent. Without him, the task of revitalizing Rain Terrace Blessed Land would be greatly delayed. Xia Yanming himself had said that the sect could survive without him, but not without Mingyan. Even if Mingyan eventually left to seek greater opportunities, his contributions to the sect would far surpass those of the sect leader.

In ten or twenty years, Mingyan might become the next Xia Yanming, and beyond that, his achievements would likely be even greater. Even if he left, he wouldn’t forget his time at Rain Terrace Blessed Land, his master Liu Yunfeng, or his junior sister Liu Mengli…

“Don’t worry, Elder… I have a plan… We’re not lambs to the slaughter.” Mingyan shook his head. “This started because of me. Now, let me resolve it…”

“What can you possibly do?!” The elder was anxious. Mingyan had potential, but that was in the future. Currently, he was just a Gathering Stream cultivator. Qi Sea Realm cultivators could crush him like an ant.

Huang Feiyan looked at Mingyan, her eyes filled with a strange light. She hadn’t expected such courage from this young man with low cultivation but immense talent. However, she couldn’t let Rain Terrace Blessed Land lose him because of her. She shook her head. “Don’t waste any more time, Mingyan. Leave with them…”

“Celestial Sister, are you confident you can escape?” Mingyan asked.

Huang Feiyan wanted to say yes, but looking into his calm, clear eyes, she couldn’t bring herself to lie. She opened her mouth, then closed it silently.

“Brother!” Liu Mengli cried out, seeing Mingyan’s intention to leave with Huang Feiyan. “Brother! I’ll go with you too!”

Mingyan shook his head, about to speak, when the ground suddenly trembled violently. A booming sound echoed through the air. Many disciples lost their balance and fell. Mingyan steadied himself and looked up towards the mountain. The floating islands began to circle the peak, surrounded by blinding light. Several rings of light enveloped the summit. Then, a giant, pale blue ring appeared around the mountain’s waist, slowly tightening its grip.

“It’s the mountain protection formation! The Sect Leader has activated it! Everyone, help each other up and leave the mountain immediately, or we’ll be trapped!” Grandmother Qi’s expression changed. She quickly directed the disoriented disciples, who scrambled to their feet and followed the group down the mountain.

Shortly after they descended, a final ring of light formed at the foot of the mountain, sealing the formation completely. A golden light flashed, and the scene on the mountain blurred and became invisible.

As Grandmother Qi counted the disciples, she realized Mingyan and Huang Feiyan were gone. Frowning, she knocked out Liu Mengli, who was frantically searching for Mingyan, and led the remaining disciples away.

Mingyan and Huang Feiyan had taken advantage of the chaos to slip away.

“Are you sure you want to do this? It’s not too late to change your mind…” Huang Feiyan sighed, looking at Mingyan.

“Why would I regret it?”

“You will die…”

“Who will die is yet to be seen.” Mingyan shook his head. “Celestial Sister, we should go… Can you leave some kind of trail for your enemies to follow, so they don’t pursue my fellow disciples?”

“You want us to be the bait?” Huang Feiyan instantly understood. She thought for a moment, then nodded. “Of course…”

Bending down, she tore a strip of cloth from the hem of her dress, revealing a glimpse of her smooth leg. Infusing the cloth with her spiritual energy, she said, “Those people have high cultivation. Their divine senses should be able to detect my spiritual energy. Leaving these cloths along the way should lure them here… But where should we go?”

“Dragon Ridge.” Mingyan frowned. “Divine sense? What’s that?”

“You likely haven’t reached that level yet. Let me explain. Humans have five senses: sight, hearing, taste, touch, and thought, corresponding to the eyes, ears, nose and mouth, limbs, and brain… Divine sense is a sixth sense cultivators develop using spiritual energy. It can detect marked objects nearby. For example, those people have marked me with their spiritual energy, so they can sense my presence.”

“…How much can divine sense detect?” Mingyan frowned. If it was too powerful, his plan might not work.

“It’s quite limited. Without prior marking, it can only detect faint white auras of living beings… With a mark, the target’s aura changes color. It can’t discern much else, at least not at my current level. Unless one reaches the pinnacle of cultivation in this world… the so-called Emperor Realm… divine sense remains a vague sense. Upon reaching the Emperor Realm, it undergoes a dramatic transformation… I don’t know the specifics.”

Emperor Realm? Mingyan had never heard of such a realm. However, learning the limitations of divine sense reassured him. His plan could still work.

“Let’s go then, Celestial Sister, to Dragon Ridge… to prepare some gifts for your ‘friends’.”

Chapter 6: Crisis at the Sect

“Can it help you, Celestial Sister?” Mingyan asked, seeing the shock on Huang Feiyan’s face.

“….” Huang Feiyan looked at him with a complex expression, sighing softly. “The female cultivator who saved you didn’t covet your blood… Whoever she is, she must be a noble soul… Mingyan, remember, never reveal your blood to others before you have sufficient strength…”

“Why?” Mingyan asked, puzzled.

“I’m worried you’ll be captured and used for alchemy. The Yang energy in your blood… it’s a prime medicinal ingredient… If exposed, you could be imprisoned and have your blood harvested daily for alchemy…” Despite her severe injuries, a lighthearted smile appeared on Huang Feiyan’s face as she stared at him. “…I didn’t find Dragon’s Blood… but I found you instead. It seems my luck isn’t so bad after all.”

“…Celestial Sister, you make it sound like you have ulterior motives…”

“Haha… I apologize. Did I scare you? I’m just pleasantly surprised. Your blood is useful to me.” Huang Feiyan’s smile faded as she noticed the cut on Mingyan’s finger had already scabbed over. She looked slightly surprised. “Your regenerative abilities are also quite strong… I truly underestimated your talent… It’s wasted here in Rain Terrace Blessed Land…”

Mingyan was growing numb to such comments. Many people praised his talent, but no one explained what exactly made it so special. He had even asked Sect Leader Xia Yanming, who claimed to be unsure but certain of Mingyan’s bright future…

Mingyan pricked his finger again. “I’ll let it drip into a bowl…”

Huang Feiyan nodded. Just then, Liu Mengli’s voice called from outside, “Brother! Brother!”

Mingyan paused, looking towards the door. Moments later, Liu Mengli rushed in. “Brother, Brother! Daddy said you need to hide this sister quickly!”

“What happened?” Mingyan frowned, sensing trouble. Huang Feiyan narrowed her eyes.

“Someone came looking for… this sister’s friend, wanting to take her away…” Liu Mengli tapped her chin thoughtfully. “Why are Daddy and the Sect Leader acting like they’re facing a great enemy if it’s just her friend?”

“Because they’re probably lying.” Mingyan quickly realized, looking at Huang Feiyan, who nodded in agreement. “They’re not my friends… they want to take my life… heh…”

“Is that so? Anyway, Brother, Daddy told me to stay with you and hide this sister quickly!” Liu Mengli exclaimed, understanding they were deceivers.

“We can’t hide…” Huang Feiyan shook her head. After a moment of thought, she looked at Mingyan. “Instead of hiding, it’s better to focus on healing…”

“But… dripping blood takes time…” Mingyan hesitated. “Or should I make a larger wound and let it spurt?”

“…I’m the one being saved. How can I ask you to make such a sacrifice?” Huang Feiyan shook her head. She looked at Mingyan’s fingertip, then reached out, took his hand, and gently sucked on his scabbed finger. The scab broke, and blood flowed again.

Liu Mengli watched with a bright red face, covering her eyes with her hands. How embarrassing! How could she do that to Brother?!

Mingyan was startled, feeling a tingling sensation in his fingertip. Huang Feiyan’s face also flushed slightly as she mumbled, “It’s just for healing… don’t think too much of it…”

“I… I know.” Mingyan nodded, accepting her explanation.

Meanwhile, outside Rain Terrace Blessed Land…

Several elders confronted a group of young cultivators. The younger disciples had been evacuated to the back mountain with the remaining elders, away from the impending conflict.

The young cultivators looked around eighteen, while the Rain Terrace Blessed Land elders appeared much older. Liu Yunfeng, the youngest among them, was over sixty.

However, the power difference wasn’t as vast as it seemed. Behind the young cultivators stood a man in green robes, his cultivation unfathomable, and a young woman with a sweet smile and charming features.

The young woman maintained her smile as she addressed the elders. “What is the meaning of this, Elders? I’m merely here to find my injured friend. Once I find her, we’ll leave.”

Liu Yunfeng frowned. “Celestial one, you’re being hasty. We’ve made it clear. We don’t know who your injured friend is or where she is. Barging into our Blessed Land like this is inappropriate…”

“I’m absolutely certain my friend is being held here. I hope you’ll release her…” The young woman sighed. “Release her, and we can forget this ever happened. I won’t hold a grudge…”

“I said, your friend isn’t here.” Liu Yunfeng reiterated.

“…Must we escalate this?” The young woman sighed. “Uncle Zeng, teach them a lesson. They’re being disrespectful.”

The man in green robes vanished, reappearing behind the Rain Terrace Blessed Land elders. Before they could react, he kicked the elder next to Liu Yunfeng in the waist with a leg as hard as steel. A cracking sound echoed, like breaking bone. The elder screamed and flew backwards, crashing into a pile of rocks and becoming buried. Liu Yunfeng was shocked and retaliated with a palm strike. The man in green casually met his attack with his own palm. A loud “bang” resonated, and Liu Yunfeng turned pale, sent flying into the sect’s entrance sign, shattering it.

Liu Yunfeng crashed to the ground, struggling to rise, then coughed up blood. He looked up at the man in green with shock. “What… what is your cultivation level?”

The man didn’t answer. He looked at the last of the three elders who had blocked the young cultivators, flashed in front of him, and seized him by the throat. His voice was cold. “Hand over my young mistress’s friend, and I’ll spare your lives. Otherwise, I’ll kill you all!”

The elder struggled futilely. The grip on his throat tightened, threatening to end his life with a single squeeze.

“What a violent way to visit.” Xia Yanming finally appeared, followed by several other elders. He glanced at Liu Yunfeng under the broken sign, the elder buried under the rocks, and the elder choked by the man in green. He sighed. “Release Elder Chen. There’s no need for this.”

“You must be the sect leader of Rain Terrace Blessed Land.” The young woman smiled. “I know Elder Zeng’s methods are a bit harsh, but I’m sure you understand my concern. I don’t want anything to happen to my friend… So, hand over my friend, Huang Feiyan, and we’ll pretend this never happened.”

“Pretend it never happened?! You’ve severely injured our elders, and we’re supposed to forget about it?!” A purple-robed elder beside Xia Yanming glared at the young woman, his voice filled with rage.

“You imprisoned my young mistress’s friend first. Did you expect us to apologize?” One of the young male cultivators sneered, his eyes full of disdain.

“I can sense her aura here…” The man in green, still holding Elder Chen, said to the young woman he called “young mistress.”

“They can’t hide her… See?” The young mistress seemed to be losing patience. She closed her eyes. “I don’t want Elder Zeng to resort to a massacre, so I hope you’ll cooperate. Hand over my friend. My patience is limited.”

“We both know you’re not friends. Why the charade? You just want Celestial Huang’s life.” Xia Yanming sighed. “Release Elder Chen. We’ll hand her over.”

“You misunderstand. Huang Feiyan and I are truly friends.” The young mistress’s expression brightened. She smiled and signaled to the man in green, who released Elder Chen. His face was purple from being choked. He collapsed, gasping for air, then stood up and returned to Xia Yanming’s side.

“Celestial one, young friends, and honored Daoist, please follow me…” Xia Yanming instructed the other elders to tend to Liu Yunfeng and the other injured elder, then led the young mistress, her companions, and the man in green away.

“Don’t try anything foolish. Today could be the end of Rain Terrace Blessed Land. You’re no match for me. You’re only at the peak of the Divine Gate Realm.” The man in green returned to the young mistress’s side, narrowing his eyes at Xia Yanming in warning.

Xia Yanming sighed. “Don’t worry, I’m not impulsive…”

“Good.” The young mistress smiled sweetly.

Meanwhile, Huang Feiyan was still sucking on Mingyan’s finger.

As the blood filled with life force and pure Yang energy entered her body, her spiritual energy guided it to eradicate the Yin toxin. The toxin, which had been resisting and devouring her energy, now fled like mice before a cat, cornered and annihilated by the Yang energy.

Within a short time, half of the toxin was dispelled…

Suddenly, a commotion arose outside. Huang Feiyan, with her sharp senses, noticed it first. Her expression changed. Mingyan also heard footsteps. Both became instantly alert. Mingyan quickly withdrew his finger from Huang Feiyan’s lips and pulled Liu Mengli behind him protectively.

“Little Liu, Mingyan, are you still in there?”

“It’s Elder Li.” Mingyan relaxed, recognizing the voice of the elder who usually guarded the entrance.

“Elder Li, what is it?” Mingyan opened the door. Elder Li stood outside, his face grim.

“Quickly take Celestial Huang to the back mountain and evacuate the Blessed Land with the other disciples…” Elder Li said urgently. “I’ll help the sect leader hold them off. The farther you escape, the better!”

He handed Mingyan a cloth bag. “Your master asked me to give this to you. He told you to take care of Little Liu… No time for talk. Go to the back mountain now!”

Mingyan froze. “What do you mean? Is Master… in danger?!”

Liu Mengli’s eyes widened. “Is Daddy in danger?!”

“Take Little Liu and go! There’s no time!” Elder Li’s voice was sharp. He then vanished with a light tap of his foot. Huang Feiyan’s face was dark, filled with guilt as she looked at Liu Mengli and Mingyan. She wanted to say something but couldn’t find the words.

Chapter 5: Cultivators Don’t Need Sleep

“Then why is this… sister in your room, Brother?” Liu Mengli blinked her large, innocent eyes, her adorable face making the situation seem almost absurd to Mingyan. These didn’t feel like questions an eight-year-old should be asking.

“Little sister, you can go ask your father.” Huang Feiyan finally spoke. Explaining her presence here was difficult. Although Liu Mengli appeared to be just a cute little girl, children’s words carried weight. If she spread this around, it could cause trouble. “Mingyan, take your junior sister back.”

Mingyan knew he couldn’t let Mengli talk freely about this. He nodded. “Mengli, let me take you back. Master will explain everything.”

Liu Mengli quietly studied Huang Feiyan for a moment, then nodded and followed Mingyan out of the cottage.

“What’s your relationship with that sister, Brother?” As they walked hand-in-hand towards Liu Yunfeng’s residence in the Elders’ Courtyard, Liu Mengli persisted.

“She’s a guest of the Blessed Land, and my guest as well,” Mingyan said, looking at her. “Mengli, if you don’t want Brother and the Blessed Land to get into trouble, don’t tell anyone about that sister being in my room.”

Liu Mengli blinked. “…Okay.”

Mingyan smiled, stroking her head. “I know Mengli wouldn’t cause trouble for Brother.”

“So, is she my future sister-in-law?” Liu Mengli tilted her head.

“What sister-in-law…” Mingyan sighed. “Brother is just an ordinary person, and she… she and I are not from the same world. Do you understand, Mengli?”

“Yes, I understand. Brother and I are from the same world.” Liu Mengli nodded seriously.

Mingyan glanced at her earnest expression and chuckled. “That’s right, Brother and you are from the same world.”

Liu Mengli giggled. “Don’t worry, Brother. I won’t tell anyone about that sister being at your place. Mengli won’t cause trouble for you.”

“Good girl, Mengli.” Mingyan pinched her soft cheek.

Mingyan escorted Liu Mengli back to Liu Yunfeng’s residence. His master wasn’t home; otherwise, Mengli wouldn’t have been able to sneak out. After settling her in and telling her not to wander off, he returned to his own cottage.

By now, it was completely dark. He encountered few disciples on the way and was stopped by a patrol of enforcement disciples who reminded him of the curfew and advised him to retire early.

They were polite to him. Mingyan held a special position in Rain Terrace Blessed Land. While not the most powerful young disciple—some had already reached the Yin Tomb Realm—he was known to be highly regarded by the sect. Although some grumbled about this favoritism, it was undeniable, and few dared to openly challenge it.

Back at his residence, Mingyan found Huang Feiyan standing by the window, gazing at the moon.

Bathed in moonlight, her red dress and flowing black hair shimmered with a silvery glow. Her profile was flawless, and Mingyan was almost mesmerized. She truly seemed to belong to a different world, her cultivation, status, and beauty resembling a celestial fairy. She reminded him of her. However, his resolve was firm, and he quickly snapped out of it. He didn’t disturb her. While she stared at the sky, he closed his eyes and rested.

Cultivators didn’t necessarily need sleep. Although sleep was still the best way to restore physical energy, they were often reluctant to waste any time that could be spent cultivating. They rarely slept, preferring to meditate and circulate spiritual energy within their bodies, which provided a sense of rejuvenation.

Huang Feiyan had noticed Mingyan’s arrival. Despite her injuries and weakened state, she wasn’t oblivious to someone entering her room. Even ordinary people could hear the door opening, let alone a cultivator.

Turning around, she saw Mingyan meditating with his eyes closed and couldn’t help but chuckle. “If you want to sleep, you can use the bed. Don’t mind me.”

Mingyan opened his eyes, meeting her gaze. He shook his head. “How can I waste precious time sleeping? Cultivators shouldn’t sleep.”

“You’re truly diligent.” Huang Feiyan admired this. Mingyan’s dedication reminded her of herself. They both had goals to pursue and a desire to prove themselves, driving them to work harder. This would surely help Mingyan reach greater heights. “By the way, you mentioned you don’t know the name of the celestial being who saved you. Could you describe her appearance? I might know her.”

Huang Feiyan asked casually. Since Mingyan didn’t know the woman’s cultivation level, and he was a mortal at the time, she might have been a relatively low-level cultivator, someone Huang Feiyan wouldn’t know. However, if she was of similar cultivation, there might be a chance.

“She… she was very beautiful, with almond-shaped eyes that gave her a cool demeanor. I remember she had a unique mark on her forehead, like yours, Celestial Sister, but I was too far away to see it clearly.” Mingyan didn’t hesitate to share. “Does Celestial Sister have any idea?”

“That’s too vague.” Huang Feiyan pondered briefly, then shook her head. “Many female cultivators have forehead marks. Some are natural, some are from cultivation techniques, and some are simply drawn on. Almond-shaped eyes are even more common. Are there any other distinguishing features?”

Mingyan shook his head. “I’m not skilled in painting, otherwise I could draw her portrait… Alas.”

“Don’t be discouraged. Do you believe in cause and effect?” Huang Feiyan asked with a gentle smile.

Mingyan nodded. “I’ve read about it in books.”

“Every cause has an effect. I believe that since she planted the ’cause’ that day, there will surely be an ‘effect’ of you meeting again someday.” Whether these were words of comfort or genuine belief, Mingyan wanted to believe them. It would be a great regret to reach a level where he could repay her kindness but never see her again.

He nodded. “I believe that too. I will meet her again someday.”

After chatting for a while, Huang Feiyan sat cross-legged on the bed and began absorbing spiritual energy for healing. Mingyan pulled up his chair and also sat cross-legged.

They spent the night in silence. Dawn arrived.

The morning air held the purest and gentlest spiritual energy, the best time for cultivation. After circulating his energy for a while, consolidating and slightly expanding his springs, Mingyan opened his eyes. Huang Feiyan was still sitting on the bed, but blood stained her lips, and her face was pale. Mingyan sat up abruptly. “Celestial Sister, are you alright?”

Huang Feiyan opened her eyes, glanced at him, and shook her head weakly. “It’s nothing serious… Do you have more of that Dragon’s Blood Flower medicine from yesterday?”

“I’ll get it right away.” Mingyan rushed out, found Liu Yunfeng, and asked him for more medicine. However, upon returning to his cottage, he found Huang Feiyan unconscious on the bed. He set the medicine down and tried to help her up, but her body was burning hot.

He instinctively recoiled, his expression changing. This scorching heat wasn’t human; it felt like solid fire. It was too hot…

His movements seemed to rouse Huang Feiyan. She looked around groggily, saw Mingyan, and spoke weakly, “Did you bring the medicine?”

“Yes…” Mingyan handed her the bottle, his voice filled with concern. “If I had known your injuries were so severe, I would have asked Master for more medicine yesterday.”

“Your sect leader asked me yesterday. I thought I had my injuries under control. It’s not your fault.” After taking the medicine, Huang Feiyan shook her head slightly and closed her eyes. Mingyan once again felt the surrounding spiritual energy surge towards her…

He waited anxiously. Huang Feiyan’s face remained pale, her lips colorless. Soon, she began coughing violently, covering her mouth with her hand. Before she lowered it, Mingyan saw bright red blood seeping through her fingers. His expression changed. “Celestial Sister, I’ll go find the sect leader. He might be able to help…”

“No need…” Huang Feiyan lowered her hand, wiping the blood from her lips, and took a few deep breaths. Her eyes were dim. “I was poisoned by a Yin toxin yesterday. Only something of pure Yang energy can cure it. The Dragon’s Blood Flower could suppress it temporarily, but it’s no longer effective…”

“Pure Yang energy…?” Mingyan frowned, then said, “Celestial Sister, when that other celestial being saved me, I asked her if I could cultivate. She wrapped a silk thread around my wrist and remarked that my constitution was unique, filled with Yang energy…”

Huang Feiyan didn’t pay much attention. How could a human’s Yang energy surpass a dragon’s? The Dragon’s Blood Flowers contained actual dragon blood… albeit extremely diluted. Even billions of flowers wouldn’t yield a single drop of pure dragon blood, but it was still present.

Seeing her disbelief, Mingyan pricked his finger and offered it to her. “Celestial Sister, take a look. Perhaps it will help you.”

Huang Feiyan hesitated, then touched her finger to his wound. The moment their fingers made contact, her expression changed dramatically.

Her finger was still burning hot, making Mingyan’s wound sting, but he showed no reaction. He was simply puzzled. Why would a Yin toxin cause such intense heat? Shouldn’t it make her cold?

“Your blood…” Huang Feiyan stared at Mingyan with wide, astonished eyes.

Chapter 4: Brother, Who Is She?

Shortly after, Xia Yanming left Mingyan’s residence and found the master and disciple.

“Yunfeng, inform Elder Li to seal off Rain Terrace Blessed Land. No one is allowed to leave without my personal permission.” Xia Yanming’s expression was grave. “Also, notify the elders in seclusion to emerge early. Significant events might unfold soon.”

“Yes, Sect Leader.” Liu Yunfeng nodded and left.

Xia Yanming turned to Mingyan. “Attend to Celestial Huang these next few days. See to her needs and treat her with utmost hospitality. She is an important person in your life. Earning her favor will greatly benefit your cultivation.”

“Understood, Sect Leader.” Mingyan nodded.

“Go on, then.” Xia Yanming patted Mingyan’s shoulder and departed.

Mingyan felt uneasy. Bringing Huang Feiyan back seemed to have caused trouble for the sect. Perhaps he should have saved her but not brought her back.

Although Xia Yanming hadn’t blamed him, the situation suggested otherwise. He had been too rash. Sighing, Mingyan returned to his residence.

Huang Feiyan was still sitting by the bed, resting with her eyes closed. Hearing his footsteps, she opened her eyes.

“Celestial Sister,” Mingyan pulled up a chair and sat down. “If you have any needs, please tell me. I’ll do my best to fulfill them.”

Huang Feiyan nodded, studying him for a moment. “Your sect leader seems to value you highly.”

“Perhaps. I hope I won’t disappoint him.”

Huang Feiyan smiled faintly and closed her eyes again.

Mingyan’s room was simple: a desk, a chair, shelves for medicine bottles, and nothing else. Huang Feiyan hadn’t made any requests, so Mingyan simply sat there.

He could faintly sense the spiritual energy flowing faster around Huang Feiyan. She was absorbing the surrounding energy to heal. Although she had no visible external injuries, she must have been severely hurt, considering she had been unconscious and remained weak after waking up.

Mingyan focused his attention inward.

It had been six months since he broke through to the Gathering Stream Realm. After this period of consolidation, his realm was stable. It was time to seek the opportunity to break through to the Great Brook Realm.

The Spring Opening Realm was straightforward. Its four minor realms—Spring Gushing, Gathering Stream, Great Brook, and Illuminating Sea—could be seen as descriptors of the cultivator’s capacity to absorb spiritual energy. Spring Gushing was the initial connection with natural energy, opening a “spring” within the body to draw upon. Gathering Stream expanded this spring for more efficient absorption. Great Brook further increased the flow, like a small stream, and Illuminating Sea represented a vast ocean of readily available energy.

The Spring Opening Realm was a process of quantitative change leading to qualitative change. It didn’t require complex understanding, relying primarily on natural talent.

The first “spring” a cultivator opened was located on the sole of the foot, at the Yongquan acupoint, hence the name “Spring Gushing.” This was why cultivators meditated cross-legged, feet off the ground, preferably barefoot. Higher cultivation levels opened more acupoints, like the two additional “springs” at the Gathering Stream Realm, further increasing absorption efficiency. Naturally, the more spiritual energy one could utilize, the stronger they became, as it not only strengthened the body but also enhanced martial techniques.

It was generally inadvisable to immediately strive for the next realm after a breakthrough. For example, after reaching Gathering Stream, one should consolidate the current realm before aiming for Great Brook. Without proper consolidation, the “springs” could collapse during later cultivation, leading to regression or even permanent damage, rendering further progress impossible. Therefore, consolidating each realm was crucial.

Mingyan had begun seeking the breakthrough to Great Brook half a month ago.

Reaching this realm required carefully shaping the Tai Xi acupoint on the ankle into a “spring.”

This process was delicate and susceptible to various influences.

Firstly, natural spiritual energy varied in nature. Some were gentle and stable, while others were violent and erratic. Using the latter to shape a spring could lead to collapse before completion.

Secondly, the body’s capacity to absorb spiritual energy mattered. Ordinary cultivators had weaker constitutions and needed to absorb energy slowly during spring formation to avoid collapse. Someone like Mingyan, with a strong physique, could absorb faster, but physical strength fluctuated. For example, female cultivators experienced menstruation, a period of vulnerability during which spring formation was unwise.

The ideal time for spring formation was in a location with stable and gentle spiritual energy, free from external disturbances. It was also best to choose a time when one’s physical condition was optimal and their emotions were stable, as the process required utmost precision.

Not all acupoints could become “springs.” Many were inert, known as “flat acupoints,” suitable for practice before attempting to open a true spring. This practice, however, required reaching the Spring Gushing Realm first, as one needed to be able to draw in and manipulate spiritual energy. Therefore, the initial Spring Gushing breakthrough was the riskiest, either granting entry to the world of cultivation or permanently crippling one’s potential. Of course, this was assuming one could even sense spiritual energy, which most people couldn’t.

The current time wasn’t ideal… Summer wasn’t a good season for breakthroughs. The heat made spiritual energy violent and unstable. Winter energy, while stable, was too cold and stimulating, posing risks during spring formation. Spring and autumn were the most suitable seasons.

Autumn was approaching, and it would soon be time to attempt the breakthrough…

Mingyan opened his eyes. Huang Feiyan was still meditating on the bed. The spiritual energy around her flowed much faster than before. She was like a bottomless pit, drawing in and absorbing all the surrounding energy. The efficiency was astounding, leaving Mingyan speechless. The amount of energy he normally absorbed was a mere drop compared to what she was consuming.

Mingyan remembered his master saying that after reaching the Transcendence Realm and establishing the Yin Tomb and Yang Tomb realms, cultivators generally didn’t need to absorb large amounts of external energy. They could generate their own. However, Huang Feiyan was a special case. She was injured, and although Mingyan didn’t know the severity, it was clearly serious enough to require external energy.

This intense absorption didn’t last long. The swirling energy gradually slowed and calmed. Mingyan had started to wonder if she would absorb all the energy in his vicinity… Women were terrifying, capable of depleting the very earth… No, that wasn’t the right analogy.

“Brother! Brother!”

A clear voice called from outside. It was Liu Mengli. Her footsteps grew closer. Huang Feiyan also heard her and looked towards the door, then at Mingyan, puzzled.

Mingyan stood up, about to ask Liu Mengli to wait outside, but the door burst open, and a small figure darted in.

“Brother, you’re not…” Liu Mengli stopped mid-sentence, noticing the beautiful woman in red sitting on Mingyan’s bed, a fiery lotus-like mark on her forehead. She stared at Mingyan, then asked softly, “Brother… who is she?”

“Uh… it’s complicated. Why are you here?” Mingyan coughed, quickly changing the subject.

“I saw a super huge snake in the sky over Dragon Ridge! Daddy said it was a dragon. I was worried because you went to Dragon Ridge too. I was so scared! I waited at the sect entrance, but you didn’t come back. I wanted Elder Li to find you, but he took me home and locked me in!” The petite and adorable Liu Mengli angrily shook her tiny fist. “That nasty old man! Daddy just came back and told me you were back, but he wouldn’t let me see you. I snuck out! I’m so glad you’re okay, Brother!”

It was hard to believe these words came from an eight-year-old. Despite her clinginess, Liu Mengli genuinely cared for him. Warmth filled Mingyan’s heart. He stroked her head. “Brother is fine. Go back now. Master will be worried if he finds you missing.”

“Oh…” Liu Mengli blinked, then pointed at Huang Feiyan. “Then Brother, who is she?”

Mingyan had hoped her long explanation would distract her, but Liu Mengli wasn’t easily fooled. He coughed. “She’s a guest of the Blessed Land, and my guest as well. You can call her Sister Huang Feiyan. Also, don’t tell anyone about her being here, okay?”

“Huh? If she’s a guest of the Blessed Land, why can’t I tell anyone? Why is she hiding here, Brother… Is she my future sister-in-law?” Liu Mengli asked with wide, innocent eyes, full of curiosity.

Huang Feiyan’s lips twitched as she glanced at Mingyan, who broke out in a cold sweat. “You can’t just say things like that, Mengli…”

Chapter 3: She is Your Opportunity

The sect leader of Rain Terrace Blessed Land, surnamed Xia, was named Xia Yanming. His residence, along with the meeting hall, was located on the small floating islands above Rain Terrace Mountain’s peak.

Cultivators who reached the Qi Sea Realm could fly. However, Mingyan, a mere cultivator of the Gathering Stream Realm, could only ascend via the iron chains connecting the floating islands to the mountaintop.

He was well-practiced in climbing these chains. Moreover, his enhanced agility and coordination as a cultivator allowed him to quickly reach the floating islands.

Sect Leader Xia Yanming was still in discussion with several elders. Mingyan requested a disciple guarding the entrance to inform them of his arrival. Shortly after, Xia Yanming and Mingyan’s master, Liu Yunfeng, emerged from the meeting hall.

Liu Yunfeng was a burly, middle-aged man, while Xia Yanming appeared younger, with handsome and refined features. He was the most powerful cultivator in Rain Terrace Blessed Land. Rumor had it he wasn’t much older than Liu Yunfeng and was a rare genius within the sect.

Upon seeing Mingyan, the tension visibly left Liu Yunfeng’s face. “You’re finally back…”

“Sect Leader, Master.” Mingyan bowed, then glanced hesitantly at the guarding disciple beside Xia Yanming. “Sect Leader…”

Xia Yanming dismissed the disciple. Mingyan then spoke, “Sect Leader, the woman I brought back is named Huang Feiyan. She wishes to speak with you.”

Xia Yanming looked slightly surprised. He pondered for a moment, then nodded. “Return to your residence. I’ll come shortly. Remember, keep this matter confidential.”

“Understood.” Mingyan nodded. He couldn’t deny his apprehension. This woman seemed to possess a formidable background. He worried about causing trouble for the sect.

Xia Yanming smiled, stepping forward and patting Mingyan’s shoulder. “I know you might be feeling pressured, worried about causing trouble for the sect. But think about it, this could be an opportunity for the sect. Or perhaps, an opportunity for you.”

Liu Yunfeng glanced at Mingyan, seemingly about to speak, but ultimately remained silent.

“Let me escort you down. I’ll come over later.” Xia Yanming placed his hand on Mingyan’s shoulder, leaped into the air, carrying him down from the floating island, and landed softly on the mountain peak.

Releasing Mingyan, Xia Yanming spoke meaningfully, “Perhaps one day, you will leave Rain Terrace Blessed Land. But I hope you won’t forget that this is where you entered the path of cultivation. A person’s life is long, even more so for a cultivator. But there are always places worth remembering, wouldn’t you agree?”

Mingyan looked at Xia Yanming, puzzled. While he did have aspirations, he didn’t understand Xia Yanming’s words. Did he know Mingyan would eventually leave?

Xia Yanming patted his shoulder again, then leaped into the air and vanished from sight.

Did he make his intentions that obvious? Mingyan wondered, shaking his head as he returned to his residence.

Huang Feiyan was sitting cross-legged on his bed, eyes closed, seemingly meditating. Hearing his footsteps, she opened her eyes.

“Celestial one, the sect leader said he’ll be here shortly. Please wait a moment.” Mingyan pulled up a chair and sat down.

Huang Feiyan nodded. Her pale lips had regained some color, and her overall complexion had improved significantly.

“Celestial one, our elder mentioned you’ve reached the Qi Sea Realm. Is that true?” Mingyan recalled Elder Li saying Huang Feiyan’s cultivation was comparable to his master, Liu Yunfeng. He was also told she wasn’t much older than himself, piquing his curiosity.

“…Yes.” Huang Feiyan paused before nodding.

“You’re not much older than me, yet so powerful. Truly impressive,” Mingyan said sincerely.

Huang Feiyan shook her head. “Not really.”

Sensing Mingyan’s Gathering Stream Realm cultivation, she asked, “How old are you?”

“I’m sixteen. Celestial one… Celestial Sister? You’re older than me, so I should call you sister, right?” Mingyan asked tentatively.

A faint smile touched Huang Feiyan’s lips. “You may call me that.”

Sixteen years old and only at the Gathering Stream Realm. To Huang Feiyan, this cultivation speed was incredibly slow… But this was merely a Blessed Land. She couldn’t judge it by her standards.

“How old is Celestial Sister?” Mingyan asked.

“A woman’s age is a secret, isn’t it?” Huang Feiyan playfully covered her lips with her hand.

Mingyan pursed his lips. “I apologize…”

“But since you saved me, I suppose I can tell you. I’m two years older than you.” Huang Feiyan lowered her hand, her eyes crinkling at the corners as she smiled. Her smile held an indescribable charm. Her crescent-shaped eyes were captivating.

“Only two years older?” Mingyan was surprised. “Yet your realm is almost comparable to my master’s… Truly remarkable.”

Huang Feiyan’s smile faded as she lowered her head. After a moment of silence, she asked, “Ming…yan? Mingyan, why do you cultivate?”

“Why do I cultivate? I… I suppose it’s to catch up to someone.” Mingyan smiled sheepishly. “A year ago, I was saved by a celestial being. Since then, I’ve wanted to repay her. But back then, I was just an ordinary person, powerless to do so. That’s why I decided to cultivate. I want to follow in her footsteps. That way, someday, I’ll have the chance to repay her.”

“Is that so? You only started cultivating a year ago?” Huang Feiyan focused on this key information, looking at Mingyan with surprise, then smiling faintly. “You must have remarkable talent.”

Mingyan shook his head. “I was just lucky.”

“No need for modesty.” Huang Feiyan’s voice, though still slightly weak, was full of spirit. She paused, then said, “I also cultivate for someone… I want her to know that I haven’t let her efforts go to waste, that I haven’t disappointed her… That’s the reason I work so hard.”

“In that case, we’re quite similar, Celestial Sister,” Mingyan smiled.

“Indeed. By the way, may I ask? What realm is the celestial being you mentioned?” Huang Feiyan asked after a moment’s thought.

“I’m not sure. I don’t even know her name.” Mingyan scratched his head. “I only know she’s very powerful.”

Huang Feiyan wasn’t surprised. The person who saved Mingyan had no obligation to reveal her name or cultivation level.

“Someday, you’ll find her, catch up to her, and fulfill your wish,” Huang Feiyan smiled gently. “I hope we both achieve our goals.”

“Thank you, Celestial Sister.” Mingyan was genuinely surprised. He had expected someone with Huang Feiyan’s high cultivation to be difficult to interact with. After all, there was a vast difference not only in their cultivation levels but also in their perspectives, backgrounds, and experiences. They were from different worlds. Yet, Huang Feiyan’s gentle demeanor made him feel like equals.

A knock came from the door. “Mingyan?”

“Is that the sect leader?” Mingyan quickly stood up, opened the door, and welcomed Xia Yanming inside.

Xia Yanming raised an eyebrow as he looked at Huang Feiyan sitting by the window.

“Sect Leader Xia, we meet again,” Huang Feiyan greeted with a faint smile. “The last time was at the Huang family estate.”

Xia Yanming’s expression turned serious. “I didn’t expect the person Mingyan brought back to be Celestial Huang… How did you end up at Dragon Ridge?”

“It’s a long story…” Huang Feiyan glanced at Mingyan, who understood the implication. “Sect Leader, I’ll go see Master.”

Xia Yanming nodded, and Mingyan left the room to find Liu Yunfeng.

“Master.” Mingyan encountered Liu Yunfeng shortly after leaving his residence. His master seemed to have been waiting for him. Mingyan bowed slightly.

“You scared me to death. I thought something had happened to you.” Liu Yunfeng sighed. “If something had happened to you while gathering herbs on my orders, Mengli would have hated me forever.”

The mention of Liu Mengli gave Mingyan a slight headache. “Speaking of which, I promised to take Mengli to the market this evening…”

“This is a sensitive time. It’s best to stay within the sect.” Liu Yunfeng shook his head. “I’ll talk to Mengli…”

He paused, then looked at Mingyan. “I know your heart isn’t here. With your talent, you could reach greater heights… But I hope you won’t forget you still have me, your master, and Mengli, your junior sister.”

Mingyan was taken aback. Sect Leader Xia Yanming had said something similar earlier, which he had found perplexing. “Master, why do you say such things?”

“I asked Elder Li to divine your future potential. He told me he couldn’t. I believe if your potential were within our grasp, he would have been able to see it. Your future achievements will surely surpass our imagination. I can’t teach you much. Rather than wasting your talent in Rain Terrace Blessed Land, it’s better for you to grow in a more suitable place…” Liu Yunfeng sighed. “Sect Leader Xia intends to send you to a sacred cultivation ground. He believes that’s where you can fully realize your potential… This celestial being you brought back might be your opportunity. You must seize it.”

“Master…” Mingyan was speechless. While he did aspire to climb higher, to reach realms currently beyond his understanding, hearing Liu Yunfeng say he couldn’t teach him much brought a pang of sadness.

“Enough said. When you achieve greatness, don’t forget to visit and support your junior sister. That’s all I ask.” Liu Yunfeng, ever the carefree one, dismissed his melancholic tone and clapped Mingyan’s shoulder, smiling. “When you return, remember to bring me a few jugs of celestial wine.”

“Master, I won’t disappoint you,” Mingyan said earnestly, cupping his hands in respect.

“Good.”

Chapter 2: A Celestial Sister Falls From the Sky

Mingyan awoke as dusk approached.

He sat up, dusting himself off and looking around.

Not far from him was a large crater that hadn’t been there before. Hesitantly, Mingyan approached the edge and peered in. He saw a splash of red lying at the bottom. Could this be the person he saw flying towards him before he lost consciousness? He was lucky it hadn’t landed on him.

Looking closer, he realized it was a woman dressed in red. She had a beautiful face, but a faint streak of blood stained her pale lips. She appeared to be seriously injured.

If Mingyan guessed correctly, she must have been swept here by the dragon’s tail. Could she be dead?

Hesitantly, Mingyan jumped into the crater and checked the woman’s breathing.

She was alive! Mingyan was astonished. He thought the dragon’s tail swipe could have leveled Rain Terrace Mountain. How could she have survived? Who was this celestial being?

He hesitated. Should he help her or not?

Helping seemed unnecessary. She was alive and didn’t appear to need rescuing.

But leaving her injured and bleeding in the crater felt wrong.

Besides, would helping her bring trouble upon himself?

Mingyan pondered for a moment, recalling a past event… Hadn’t he been rescued by someone a year ago? She hadn’t known him, yet she chose to save him… If he wanted to follow in her footsteps, he couldn’t leave this woman to die. Even if he could do little, he couldn’t just abandon her.

With this thought, his resolve solidified. He lifted the unconscious woman onto his back, climbed out of the crater, and placed her gently under a tree.

The sky was darkening. A cool evening breeze blew in the late summer, early autumn air. He should take her back to the sect. Leaving her outside was too dangerous.

Since the woman remained unconscious, Mingyan couldn’t ask for her opinion. He made the decision himself, hoisted her onto his back, and headed towards the sect.

Rain Terrace Blessed Land was bustling with activity. They had witnessed the strange events above Dragon Ridge. The sect leader had summoned most of the elders to the meeting hall to discuss the matter. The other disciples were buzzing with speculation. Only Elder Li and Mingyan’s master, Liu Yunfeng, wore worried expressions, as Mingyan hadn’t returned.

At the Hall of Affairs down the mountain, Elder Li frowned with concern. Mingyan had been gone too long. He should have stayed on the outskirts of Dragon Ridge. Seeing such a shocking phenomenon, he should have returned immediately. Yet, several hours had passed, and dusk was approaching, but he was still missing…

The elders were well aware of Mingyan’s talent. Despite his late start in cultivation, his future potential was immeasurable. He was a highly valued disciple by the sect leader. They couldn’t afford to lose him. Elder Li hesitated for a moment, then decided to search for Mingyan himself. Just as he was about to leave, he saw Mingyan appear at the sect’s entrance.

“Mingyan.” Elder Li sighed in relief. Then he noticed the woman on Mingyan’s back. A flicker of confusion crossed his face, followed by a subtle change in expression.

“Elder Li, I’m back,” Mingyan greeted, approaching with the woman in red on his back. “I found this woman outside. She’s injured and unconscious. I couldn’t leave her to die, so I brought her back.”

“Do you know her cultivation level?” Elder Li’s face turned serious. “Her aura is so young. She’s likely not much older than you, yet her cultivation has already reached the early Qi Sea Realm. A genius like this must have an extraordinary background. Bringing her back could be either a blessing or a curse…”

“Qi Sea Realm?” Mingyan was stunned. He had assumed she possessed high cultivation to have survived the dragon’s tail swipe, but to reach the Qi Sea Realm at such a young age?

Based on the cultivation system Mingyan knew, there were two major realms, each divided into four minor realms.

The first major realm was “Spring Opening,” signifying the connection between the body and nature, drawing in natural spiritual energy for one’s own use. Its four minor realms were Spring Gushing, Gathering Stream, Great Brook, and Illuminating Sea. The second major realm was “Transcendence,” meaning surpassing the mortal realm. It consisted of Yin Tomb, Yang Tomb, Qi Sea, and Divine Gate, each with early and peak stages.

Mingyan’s master, Liu Yunfeng, was at the peak of the Qi Sea Realm. This meant the young woman on his back was only one minor stage below his master?

“She must be an important figure from a prominent family or a sacred cultivation ground… Where did you find her?” Elder Li’s expression remained grave.

Mingyan recounted the events in detail.

“…This is a serious matter. I must inform the sect leader. Stay here. Don’t move.” Elder Li pondered for a moment, then turned and vanished with a light tap of his foot…

Qi Sea Realm… Barely older than himself… He was a late bloomer in cultivation. He wondered if he had started cultivating from a young age, could he have reached the same level at her age?

Mingyan shook his head. Such hypotheticals were meaningless.

He waited at the entrance. Elder Li returned quickly. “Mingyan, take her to your residence to recover. This is healing medicine from the sect leader. Remember, don’t let too many people know she’s there.”

Mingyan frowned slightly. “If this will cause trouble for the sect, perhaps I shouldn’t have interfered…?”

“The sect leader is also unsure of her identity, but offering a helping hand shouldn’t cause major problems. This has the sect leader’s approval, so don’t worry.” Elder Li shook his head, handing over the medicine. “Something complicated happened at Dragon Ridge. Avoid going out for a while.”

“Understood.” Mingyan nodded, carried the woman in red back to his residence via a secluded path.

The woman remained unconscious. Mingyan laid her on his bed and wiped the blood from her lips with a towel…

Now he had a chance to observe her properly.

Her clothes were spotless and undamaged. Considering her cultivation level… this red dress was likely a treasure.

Her skin was snow-white, contrasting sharply with the vibrant red gauze dress. Her delicate eyebrows resembled distant mountains, and three diamond-shaped marks on her forehead formed a bright red flower.

He could only marvel at her beauty. She looked like she had stepped out of a painting, almost as beautiful as her…

No, this wasn’t the time for such thoughts. Mingyan shook his head, focusing. He took out the healing medicine Elder Li had given him, gently pinched the woman’s chin, and tried to open her mouth to administer the liquid.

But the moment his hand touched her delicate cheek and he poured in some medicine, the woman’s eyes suddenly opened, locking onto Mingyan.

Her gaze was initially confused, then she seemed to grasp the situation. She quickly swatted his hand away, sat up, spat out the medicine, and glared at him angrily. “What are you doing?!”

“You’re awake? Celestial one, please forgive my offense. That was healing medicine. There’s no need to spit it out. What a waste…” Mingyan looked regretfully at the spilled liquid.

The woman in red stared at him, scanning him from head to toe, then looked around, her eyes narrowing. “Where am I?”

“Celestial one, this is my residence. I understand you might be confused. Here’s what happened…” Mingyan didn’t waste time. She was a Qi Sea Realm cultivator. Even injured, she could probably crush him like an ant. It was best to explain quickly.

“Rain Terrace Blessed Land?” The woman’s tightly furrowed brow relaxed slightly. She stared at Mingyan hesitantly for a moment, then sat down on the edge of the bed, looking somewhat dizzy…

“Celestial one, are you alright?” Mingyan asked tentatively. “This is our Rain Terrace Blessed Land’s healing medicine, made from Dragon’s Blood Flowers from Dragon Ridge. It’s very effective for recovery…”

“Dragon’s Blood Flowers?” The woman looked at the half-full bottle of medicine in Mingyan’s hand. After a moment’s hesitation, she beckoned him. “Let me see it.”

Mingyan handed her the bottle. She brought it to her nose and sniffed. Her pained expression eased slightly. She remained silent for a moment, then drank the remaining liquid and set the bottle aside.

“Celestial one, do you need anything else?” Mingyan asked.

The woman shook her head, her beautiful eyes fixed on Mingyan. “What’s your name?”

“Celestial one, my name is Mingyan,” he replied. “Please rest and recover here. I won’t disturb you any further.”

“Wait,” the woman stopped him as he turned to leave. “Why did you bring me here?”

“Because I didn’t know your cultivation level at first. I thought leaving you alone out there would be dangerous. Now it seems I’ve meddled…” Mingyan said sheepishly.

The woman looked at him with a curious expression. “Do you know this could bring trouble to you and your sect?”

“I do. Our sect leader also knows. He instructed me to bring you here to recover. Please rest assured, no one else saw me bring you back. You can recover here in peace.”

“…You are truly kind…” The woman was silent for a moment. “Thank you. My name is Huang Feiyan. Feiyan as in ‘flying smoke.’ I wish to meet your sect leader. Can you arrange it?”

“Understood, Celestial one. Please rest. I’ll go find the sect leader.” Mingyan nodded and left the room.

Volume 1: The Spring of Qi

Chapter 1: Rain Terrace Mountain

On the edge of the Eastern Continent lies Rain Terrace Mountain.

Surrounded by spiritual energy, Rain Terrace Mountain boasts refreshing air. Several mid-sized islands float in the sky above, connected by only a few iron chains. An unknown, immense power suspends them aloft. Lush flowers and grass adorn the islands, resembling a celestial paradise. Though clearly visible, they possess an ethereal quality, like a mirage.

Rain Terrace Blessed Land, nestled on Rain Terrace Mountain, takes its name from the mountain itself.

Rain Terrace Blessed Land is a renowned celestial haven in the region. Numerous noble families send their children here, hoping they’ll awaken to the path of cultivation. A child’s success in cultivation could dramatically alter the family’s fortunes.

In this world, a chasm separates cultivators from mortals. Even the lowest-level cultivator can easily obliterate a mortal. Those with terrifyingly high cultivation can move mountains, fill seas, and even pluck stars from the sky.

On a stone path halfway up the mountain, a little girl clung to a young man, her hands tightly wrapped around his arm, her voice sweet and childish.

“A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step… Brother Mingyan, how do you open the spring of Qi in your body? I’ve tried many times according to the book, but I can’t seem to grasp it. How did you do it?”

The girl, about six or seven years old, resembled a delicately crafted porcelain doll, lovely and charming. The young man beside her, around fifteen, had long black hair and heroic features. Despite his young age, he exuded a sense of reliability.

“Mengli, I know you’ve reached the Spring Gushing Realm. Master told me earlier.”

“Then why don’t you praise me? Hmph, Brother doesn’t care about me at all.” Mengli pouted. “But I won’t hold it against you. As long as you accompany me down the mountain to the market and buy me two candied hawthorns, I’ll forgive you!”

Despite her small stature, the girl named Mengli, whose full name was Liu Mengli, was already eight years old and a cultivator who had stepped onto the path of immortality.

“I need to go out and gather herbs later. I’ll accompany you to the market later, okay?” Mingyan felt helpless, but he couldn’t refuse this little girl. His master, having a daughter late in life, doted on her excessively. If he knew Mingyan spoke harshly to her, he’d likely make him practice horse stance for a week.

“I want to go now!” Liu Mengli tugged on Mingyan’s arm, protesting.

“Gathering herbs is Master’s order. Be obedient, Mengli. I’ll be back soon.” Mingyan gently stroked Liu Mengli’s head.

Liu Mengli pouted, snorted heavily, and released Mingyan’s arm. “Then you must come back before dark, or I’ll tell Daddy you stood me up.”

“I won’t…” Mingyan nodded. “When have I ever lied to you?”

Liu Mengli snorted again, stared at Mingyan for a moment, then turned and ran off.

Mingyan sighed with relief. Liu Mengli was adorable, but she was too clingy.

Just a year ago, when he first arrived at Rain Terrace Blessed Land, Liu Mengli was a quiet child who rarely spoke.

Speaking of which, it had already been a year…

Mingyan was sixteen. A year ago, in the year 1500 of the Qingzi Calendar, he arrived at Rain Terrace Blessed Land and became the disciple of Elder Liu Yunfeng, formally entering the sect.

In fact, starting cultivation at fifteen was considered late. The optimal age was under ten. After ten, it became increasingly difficult to open the Spring of Qi and step onto the first rung of cultivation.

Past the age of ten, if one hadn’t yet opened their spring, the body’s interaction with spiritual energy diminished with age, making cultivation difficult. Even if one managed to reach the Spring Gushing Realm, further progress would be challenging.

However, Mingyan possessed a special physique, perfectly suited for cultivation. Although his master, Liu Yunfeng, couldn’t pinpoint the nature of his physique, Mingyan seemed unaffected by his late start and cultivated much faster than others.

Not only did he open his spring and enter the sect within his first week at Rain Terrace Blessed Land, but he also reached the second stage of cultivation, the Gathering Stream Realm, six months ago. This speed was among the fastest in the entire Rain Terrace Blessed Land, earning him the favor of his master, Liu Yunfeng. The elder clearly intended for his daughter, Liu Mengli, to spend time with Mingyan, so much so that other elders joked that Liu Yunfeng was grooming Mingyan to be his son-in-law.

But Mingyan had other aspirations, not to mention Liu Mengli was only eight years old…

“Elder Li, I’m here to register. I’m going down the mountain to gather herbs on Master Liu Yunfeng’s orders.” Mingyan arrived at the Hall of Affairs at the foot of the mountain and found Elder Li, the person in charge.

Rain Terrace Blessed Land strictly managed its disciples. Leaving the mountain without permission or registration was forbidden. Therefore, Mingyan had to register and verify his purpose before leaving.

“Yes, your master informed me earlier. You’re going to the vicinity of Dragon Ridge. Remember not to venture too deep. It’s dangerous there. Gather your herbs quickly and return. Don’t linger.” Elder Li was a white-haired elder. His actual age was unknown, but Mingyan had heard from his master that Elder Li had looked the same when he first arrived at Rain Terrace Blessed Land. Although Liu Yunfeng appeared middle-aged, he was actually over sixty. His youthful appearance was due to his high cultivation and extended lifespan. Therefore, Elder Li’s age was likely over a hundred. His cultivation was unfathomable, probably second only to the sect leader.

“Understood,” Mingyan nodded, registered, and left the mountain gate.

Dragon Ridge was a range of mountains near Rain Terrace Mountain. Legend had it that an ancient dragon perished there, its remains forming the mountain range. However, this event was so distant, perhaps tens or hundreds of thousands of years ago, that it was impossible to verify.

Even cultivators with extended lifespans lived only a few thousand years at most. For ordinary mortals, tens of thousands of years was an unimaginable expanse of time.

Moreover, although cultivators existed in this world, dragons were only heard of in legends. No one seemed to have ever seen one, making their existence questionable.

It didn’t take long for Mingyan to reach the outskirts of Dragon Ridge.

Before coming to Rain Terrace Blessed Land, he was a hunter in his village. Due to his excellent physical condition from a young age, he began hunting at twelve. Although certain events led him to leave his village, his hunting experience remained. Gathering herbs wasn’t difficult for him.

Before today, Mingyan had visited Dragon Ridge several times. A medicinal herb called Dragon’s Blood Flower grew in the forests on the outskirts. It typically bloomed in summer with five petals, each a vibrant crimson like fresh blood. It had no fragrance but a faint, fishy smell. Combined with its location in Dragon Ridge, it earned the name Dragon’s Blood Flower.

Dragon’s Blood Flower was a valuable ingredient for medicinal concoctions. Several healing and body-tempering pills used in Rain Terrace Blessed Land required this herb. However, the harvesting season had passed, and Mingyan wasn’t sure if he could find any.

It was strangely quiet today. Dragon Ridge was excessively quiet, and Mingyan felt uneasy.

Many animals and ferocious beasts lived in Dragon Ridge. Usually, one could hear the calls of birds and beasts, but today, it was eerily silent…

His hunter’s instincts told him this wasn’t a good sign…

However, with his current Gathering Stream Realm cultivation, he could handle most ordinary beasts and ferocious beasts. Mingyan heightened his vigilance and entered the forest.

The silence wasn’t Mingyan’s imagination. After entering the forest, the stillness was even more pronounced. He cautiously scanned his surroundings while searching for Dragon’s Blood Flowers.

It was late summer, past the blooming season of Dragon’s Blood Flowers. Moreover, Rain Terrace Blessed Land had already organized a harvest. Finding any would be purely by chance.

As Mingyan searched cautiously, a deafening dragon’s roar echoed from the depths of Dragon Ridge. An immense pressure instantly descended, pinning Mingyan to the ground. He felt as though a mountain was crushing him, making it difficult to breathe. The roar left him dizzy and disoriented, unable to struggle to his feet.

Before Mingyan could understand what was happening, a second roar followed, an enraged bellow that resonated through the world. The violent pressure immobilized him.

Was that… a dragon’s roar?! Could dragons truly exist in this world?!

Mingyan was shocked. The world-shaking roar resembled the legendary dragon’s roar. He began to worry about his situation.

According to legends, dragons were ancient beings capable of dominating the world. Judging by the roars, this one seemed incredibly furious. A single breath of dragon fire could probably kill him.

As Mingyan pondered how to escape, a gentle force enveloped him. The immense pressure vanished instantly. He climbed to his feet, bewildered, unsure of what had happened. He thought for a moment, then found a higher vantage point to survey the surroundings.

What he saw shocked him. A blood-red dragon soared in the sky. Mingyan suddenly realized that the legend of Dragon Ridge being formed from a dragon’s corpse might be true. The dragon was colossal, its immense body filling the sky like a floating mountain, blocking the sunlight and casting a shadow over the entire Dragon Ridge. Its blood-red scales emitted a sinister glow. The whiskers on either side of its head were incredibly long and thick. Compared to it, Mingyan was like a speck of dust. He had no doubt those whiskers alone could crush him. But it seemed… to be struggling in pain?

Indeed, the blood-red dragon appeared to be gripped by an invisible hand. It struggled mightily to break free, but its efforts were futile. It writhed in agony, its tail thrashing wildly in the sky… Wait? Was something flying towards him? A small black dot suddenly appeared in Mingyan’s vision, likely flung towards him by the dragon’s tail.

What was that? As the black dot drew closer, Mingyan could gradually make out its shape… It seemed… like a person? Before he could get a clear look, the blood-red dragon in the sky exploded, shattering into countless crimson fragments. As he stared in disbelief, a powerful shockwave accompanied by a blinding red light swept towards him. The shockwave sent Mingyan flying, and he crashed to the ground, unconscious.

The falling figure slammed into the ground not far from Mingyan, creating a large crater.