Chapter Seventy-Five: Eavesdropping

  "If I don't want to see Ling again, where should I go? The entire Xuanming cultivation world is vast enough, but apart from the Xuanxiao Sect, I know nothing about other places. Where should I go?" Cui'er muttered to herself as she walked on the rugged mountain road.

  Suddenly another wave of pain came from below her belly, and Cui'er frowned.

  "This damned Ling Shidi, doesn't know how to show some mercy to Qiao'er!" Thinking of last night's scene, Qiao'er's pretty face couldn't help but flush slightly red.

  She paused for a moment, and then muttered to herself: "But this can't be blamed on Ling Shidi, he was so drunk, how could he know what he was doing? If he were sober, Ling Shidi would never have been so rude!"

  Recalling that night's stormy rain, recalling the pain that wasn't pleasant, Cui'er's face turned even redder and more ravishing.

  "Qiao'er, Qiao'er, everything has already passed, what's the use of thinking about those things? Ling Shidi's heart only has that stinky woman Qin Zitian, and doesn't have you at all. No matter how much you think, it's just adding to your troubles!" Qiao'er let out a long sigh, her expression dimming.

  Forget it, I'll just go back to the Xuanxu Sect and ask Master to help me prepare a secret room. I might as well close myself off and cultivate in seclusion. Maybe after ten or eight years of closed-door cultivation, I'll forget everything! Master always said that I'm lazy and don't take my cultivation seriously, but this time Master should be satisfied!

  Qiao'er's faint smile, turned around, followed the path she came from, and rushed towards the top of Wuxuan Peak.

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  The top of Wuxian Peak, in the main hall of the ancestral temple.

  Wang Zhongkui, Old Man Chen, Jian Longlao and the rest of the elders were all present, each with a serious expression, unsure what they were discussing.

  "Fellow brothers and sisters, I'm sure you all know that in three days' time, it will be our Xuanxiao Sect's Grand Ceremony of Worshiping the Gods. I hope this ceremony can proceed smoothly, and of course, I also hope that during this ceremony, our ancestors from the Xuanxiao Sect can bestow some treasures upon us!" With a sweep of his gaze across the crowd, Wang Zhongkui, the sect leader of the Xuanxiao Sect, spoke lightly to the other elder members. Although Wang Zhongkui's tone was gentle, it did not lack authority.

  He lightly raised his right hand, glanced at the ring on his right index finger, and King Zhonggui sighed: "In these years, our Xuanxiao Sect has held a grand ceremony to worship the gods every ten years. However, since the ancestors bestowed this Qiankun Ring two hundred years ago, no other magical instruments or treasures have been bestowed upon us. I wonder what will happen at this year's ceremony!"

  Looking at the Qian Kun ring in Wang Zhongqiu's hand, Chen Changlao and several others all showed a look of envy.

  This Qian Kun ring is a rare storage artifact in the cultivation world, although the ring is only this big, but the space inside can hold the entire main hall of Xuanxiao Sect.

  In the entire Xuanhuan Xiuxian world, although there are some storage artifacts, most of them are waistbands and storage bags. As for a storage ring with such a large storage space, according to their knowledge, this Qiankun Ring is probably the only one.

  What's more important is that this Qian Kun Ring is not only a storage artifact, but also a rare defensive artifact. With this ring on hand, attacks from cultivators below the Foundation Establishment stage can be completely ignored.

  Such a precious Dharma instrument, how can these old men not be envious!

  "Ancestor, if this time's ceremony the ancestors can bestow some magical treasures, it would be great. With one more magical treasure, our Xuanxiao Sect's position in the Xuanming Cultivation will be even more stable!" Chen Zhanglao said calmly.

  Wang Zhongque smiled wryly and said, "If you can bestow a top-grade artifact on me, I'll be more than satisfied. The treasure is really too hard to come by, our entire Xuanxiao Sect has accumulated only a few treasures in thousands of years! Besides, with our foundation-building cultivation, it's a bit too forced to drive the treasure, and its power is almost the same as that of a top-grade artifact!"

  "What Elder Brother said is absolutely right!" Chen Chang smiled and remained silent afterwards.

  Looking at Jian Changlao beside him, Wang Zhongque said: "Brother Jian, have the people from other sects arrived? Can you arrange it properly?"

  "Master, don't you trust me to handle things? The several sects that have arrived have already been arranged for! However, the people from Wanyao Valley, Zijianmen and a few other sects have not yet arrived!" Jian Zhanglao nodded and said.

  Wang Zhongkui furrowed his brow, let out a cold snort and said: "Those several sects obviously have the Wányuè Gǔ as their leader. The Wányuè Gǔ thinks that with an old monster at the Golden Elixir level presiding over it, they are becoming more and more disdainful of our Xuánxiǎo Sect! One day I will make them take a good look!"

  His gaze shifted to Chen Changlao, and Wang Zhongque continued: "Chen Shidi, I see that there is a faint green glow emanating from your body. It seems that you too should be close to breaking through the middle stage of the Congealing Dan!"

  Elder Chen smiled awkwardly and said, "Among us several fellow disciples, I am the only one who has not yet broken through to the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment. You, Senior Brother, have already reached the top level of the Foundation Establishment. It won't be long before you successfully form a Golden Elixir! My progress these past few days has been so great, all thanks to that scripture!"

  "What scripture? What scripture?" Jian Zhanglao asked in confusion.

  Elder Chen smiled faintly and slowly took out the "Lotus Sutra" from his bosom, saying: "This sutra is indeed a treasure. With this treasure on hand, not only can one absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth at a much faster speed, but also make one's mind more focused!"

  "When did this thing get into Chen Shidi's hands? How come we didn't know!" Jian Zhanglao was stunned for a moment.

  Wang Zhonggui smiled and said, "This is something that Chen Shidi got from his disciple Ling Luoyu. It's all thanks to this thing that people mistakenly thought Ling Luoyu was a Tianmo body!"

  "Chen Shidi, how is your disciple Ling Luoyu doing now? He's an important figure in the Grand Aunt's ceremony, so please don't make any mistakes!" Wang Zhongque's tone changed.

  "Let it go, Shixiong. For the past few days, I've specially assigned two inner disciples to 'protect' him. Absolutely nothing will happen!" Chen Changlao smiled sinisterly, his face full of venomous resentment.

  "That's good, there are only three days left until the ceremony to worship the gods, and the offerings must not be lost!" King Zhonggui nodded slightly.

  "Sacrificial offerings, Master and the others are actually planning to use Ling Shidi as a sacrificial offering for this grand ceremony! How can this be?! Ling Shidi is the core disciple of Xuanxiao Sect, no, absolutely cannot be like this!" Outside the main courtyard, Xiaoye's small figure was standing in the distance, shocked and amazed.

  Qiao'er originally only wanted to ask Master Wang Zhongqiu for help in preparing a secret room, but when he arrived, he suddenly found that several key figures within the sect had gathered at Master's place. Qiao'er was about to leave, but happened to overhear Master and the others discussing Ling Luoye. Qiao'er wanted to hear what they were saying, so he quietly hid aside to eavesdrop, who knew he would hear this news!

  "No, I'll go tell Ling Shidi to hurry up and escape!" Cui'er was afraid of startling the few people inside, so she carefully and quietly retreated step by step.

  Who would have thought that being more careful would lead to more problems, Cui'er accidentally stepped on a flower pot, the flower pot shattered, making a soft "ding" sound.

  "Who?"

  Wang Zhongque let out a loud roar and disappeared in an instant, only to reappear beside Qiao'er in the blink of an eye.

  Upon seeing Wang Zhongqiu appear, Qiao'er hastily stuttered: "Master, it's me, Qiao'er. I saw Master was busy and was just about to leave."

  "Ah, it's you!" Seeing that the person outside the yard was Qiao Er, Wang Zhongkui's expression relaxed, and he gazed at Qiao Er with a doting look. In a soft voice, Wang Zhongkui said: "Qiao Er, Master is currently discussing something with several uncles, if you have something to find me about, come back later!"

  "Yes! Master!" Chao'er turned around and hurriedly headed towards the foot of the mountain, but she didn't dare to run too fast, fearing that Wang Zhongque would discover something.

  "Alas! Can't this kid just behave for once!" Watching Chao'er's figure getting farther and farther away, Wang Zhongkui shook his head lightly.