klisemfg Chapter 1896
Chapter 1896
The twilight in Luoxia Valley had long been swallowed by the night, and the glass wine cups on the stone table still held the last trace of the sunset's warmth. Chen Xuan, Shang Yu, and Bai Lingfei sat around discussing the Dao, from the hidden rules in the sect's classics to the unspoken competition for resources among the disciples. Their words were full of the wisdom and wit of the cultivation world.
Although they only discussed it for half a night, Chen Xuan had already grasped the workings of the sect—those unwritten "default rules" were more important than the written texts.
“If it weren’t for the initiation ceremony at noon tomorrow, our discussion would probably have lasted for three days and three nights.” Bai Lingfei smiled as he poured a cup of wine, the liquid shimmering with a faint spiritual light as it entered the cup.
Chen Xuan raised his hand in thanks, finished the last sip of wine, stood up and said "Farewell," and was enveloped in a layer of light blue spiritual light, then shot towards his territory like an arrow released from a bow.
The night breeze brushed past his ears, carrying the unique damp scent of the spirit fields. As soon as Chen Xuan landed on the white jade steps outside the Northern Underworld Immortal Mansion, his divine sense spread out like ripples on water—within Qiu Zixian's territory, a lively scene was unfolding.
Bai Li transformed into her native form, manipulating her winding dragon body to clear away the many boulders in the spirit field, while also guiding the descendants of the Five Immortals to scatter spirit seeds;
The giant rat, transformed into a human, carried a bronze plow. As the plow tip sliced through the black soil, a pale golden aura emanated from the furrows, weaving a thin veil in the night.
The descendants of the fox-faced clan held wooden ladles and sprinkled spiritual spring water along the edge of the fields. Every drop of water that hit the ground caused the spiritual veins beneath the soil to tremble gently.
These five races, after more than a hundred years of cultivation, have long since shed the crudeness of ordinary beasts. Every gesture they make exudes the elegance of cultivators. Although the spiritual fields stretch for nine thousand miles, they are not difficult to cultivate.
Chen Xuan landed by the edge of the field, and Bai Li quickly withdrew her magic and stepped forward.
“Master, the progress of cultivating the spirit fields is acceptable, but the spiritual energy deep within the spirit vein has not yet been fully drawn in.”
Bai Li reported in a low voice.
Chen Xuan nodded, lightly tapping the ground with his fingertip, and a ray of spiritual light seeped into the soil: "Don't rush, leave 30% of the spiritual energy to nourish the soil, so as not to damage the root of the spiritual vein."
"Hehe, don't worry, Master. This is our old lair, so naturally we won't do such a thing."
After giving this instruction, he turned and teleported away, quickly stepping into the Northern Underworld Immortal Mansion—the spiritual light door, engraved with cloud patterns, slowly closed behind him, shutting out the night.
The next day, while the sky was still shrouded in a light gray, and the first hint of dawn appeared in the east, Chen Xuan strolled out of his immortal abode.
As soon as they stepped onto the bluestone platform, they saw a bluestone table set up under the old locust tree in front of the Nine Nether Immortal Mansion, with Qiu Zixian sitting at the table.
She was still wearing her black and white robes, but unlike the semi-transparent gauze dress she wore before, she no longer wore them.
Nevertheless, her beauty was still breathtaking. A jade hairpin adorned her hair, and she held a yellowed ancient book between her fingers, the ancient seal script on the pages faintly visible in the morning light.
A breeze blew, the pages of the book rustled softly, and even her loose hair swayed gently.
Upon seeing Chen Xuan emerge, Qiu Zixian's eyes crinkled into a smile. She gently placed the ancient book on a corner of the stone table, and as she moved gracefully, her skirt brushed against the moss beneath the stone bench. She said softly, "Today is the initiation ceremony. When shall we depart for the sect's main hall?"
Chen Xuan stepped forward, his fingertips touching the cool back of her hand, and gently clasped it in his own. He shook his head with a smile and said, "The ceremony isn't urgent. Come with me to pick up Yu'er and the others first—we can't let them suffer in the Third Cave Heaven."
Within the second grotto-heaven, the territory of Chen Xuan and Qiu Zixian alone covered an area of 20,000 square miles.
The sea of clouds swirled around the immortal abode, and the spiritual fields stretched out along the mountainside. Even the air was filled with rich spiritual energy, more than enough to house seven or eight disciples.
Although Yu'er and the others were only core disciples and were not allowed to freely enter and exit the Second Cave Heaven according to the rules, their relationship with Chen Xuan provided them with some convenience.
Upon hearing this, Qiu Zixian's eyes lit up with a smile, and she nodded gently: "I'll do whatever you say."
Before long, Chen Xuan formed a hand seal with his fingertips and gave a soft call. Bai Li then swept over from the direction of the spirit field, her body gradually shrinking until she transformed into a small, jet-black snake that obediently coiled around his wrist. Her snake eyes still carried a hint of languor from having just finished her work, and her scales shimmered with a delicate luster in the morning light.