The recluse light breaks through the sky.
The sharpness split the sea of clouds for miles.
Cloud Rainbow Zi’s gaze was cold as he brought Bai Ruyun with him, crossing the sky.
This middle-aged woman’s face was stiff, underneath the thick rouge make-up were slender crow’s feet and dry skin, her hair was grey between her foreheads, and her pupils were bursting with cold aura, but she couldn’t hide the muddy undertones.
She was old!
She was even older than expected.
With an undeniable attitude, Cloud Rainbow Zi returned to Cloud Mist Peak.
The ten thousand foot majestic peak was cold and clear, the talents were withering away, although there were jade buildings, the momentum of decay was unstoppable, the sea of clouds and waves rolled endlessly, illuminating the past and present, obscuring the sun and the moon, and there was a kind of gloomy horror.
Why did you take me away!
Bai Ruyun’s anger was flurrying, his white clothes hunting, like clouds stirring.
Cloud rainbow son shrouded in cold mist, there is a kind of unfathomable majesty: your goal today, is to achieve nirvana as soon as possible, as for the children and daughters of love, that are all disturbing the cultivation of the devil seed, you in the future, you do not come and go with Dokgoo Wuhui, in the cloud and mist peaks of the cultivation of the one heart.
Master, he is my husband!
Bai Ruyun’s silver teeth clenched, a pair of cold eyes flickered with light, her stunning face rose bright red due to excessive anger: We Immortal Cultivators only talk about transcendence, and we don’t have seven emotions and six desires, so why don’t you allow me to come and go with Dokgoo Wuhui?
Cloud rainbow son face indifferent, said: I am your master, and how will harm you, this is all for your own good, you have to understand my bitterness.
For my good?
Ru Yun contemptuously laughed, coldly questioned: I celestial human five weight, you said that when six weight, let me down the mountain. When I was six heavy, you again said seven heavy to go down the mountain. Now that I am already seven weight, you directly mentioned Nirvana.
Why did you trap me on the mountain for more than ten years, what ulterior motives do you have in the end
Snap!
A crunching sound.
Yun Hongzi slapped out.
Bai Ruyun covered her stinging cheeks and clenched her lower lip in hatred and silence.
You have disappointed me too much! Yun Hong Zi’s anger was so great that his face skin trembled and shook off his rouge, revealing a wrinkled, aged face.
My ear to ear urging is not for Cloud Mist Peak. To tell you the truth, I only have ten years to live, before I die, you must advance to Nirvana and inherit the Cloud Mist Peak Lord, otherwise I will not die in peace.
What?
Bai Ruyun couldn’t believe this was the truth.
Yun Hong Zi pressed on step by step and cried out in pain: I used so many resources to cultivate you, but you used the greatest malice to speculate on me for the sake of a man, can you stand up to my cultivation for so many years?
Master sorry, I didn’t know you don’t have much life left. Bai Ruyun’s heart was weak, as if she had done something extremely evil, her head was lowered and her eyebrows were hanging down, her heart was even more panicked with ten thousand self-reproaches.
I’m sorry!
Bai Ruyun felt a sudden palpitation.
Her emotions were up and down, stirring up her blood and Qi, and she was guilty of some dizziness.
Drink this medicine! It’s rubbed with a large amount of blood replenishing precious medicine, and it can alleviate your blood deficiency and God weakness.
Yun Hong Zi took out a high necked jade bottle and said softly, Cultivate hard! When you advance to Nirvana, 80% of me will already be in the ground, and I will no longer be able to control you, and I only hope that you can revive Cloud Mist Peak.
Hm!
Bai Ruyun obeyed and drank the medicine.
As the bitter medicinal liquid entered her mouth, her blood and qi calmed down.
Although it eased the dizziness, it made her drowsy and she snorted.
”Master, I’m going to sleep for a while, and when I wake up, I’ll continue my cultivation.” Bai Ruyun sat on the couch.
Sleep!
Yun Hong Zi turned around and left.
The door to the room closed and Bai Ruyun fell into a deep sleep, snoring faintly.
Creak-
The door to the room opened again.
Yun Hong Zi walked out, his pale face covered in frosty coldness.
Really a youthful flesh, demonic treasure body, if I had this kind of physique, I wouldn’t be stuck in Nirvana one for the rest of my life.
Cloud rainbow son withered palm, caress white Ruyun white tender cheeks, like admiring a perfect art broken, eyes burst bloodthirsty longing, there is also a rich and can not be dissolved jealousy.
The power of Nirvana transformed into a blade, and on Bai Ruyun’s arm, it cut a tiny wound, drawing out some blood. The Evergreen Treasure Body’s recovery power was astonishing, and the wound healed in no time, without any wounds.
That clump of blood, was swallowed by Yun Hongzi, a vitality spread out, let the face wrinkles reduce a little: I am approaching the end of my days, Bai Ruyun’s blood, can not save me from certain death, it seems that I have to be prepared to take over the body. She is already suspicious, the plan must be accelerated.
At this moment!
Outside the door came an old woman in black.
Looking at Bai Ruyun, I’m going to be in seclusion for a while, digesting the blood and researching soul arts. Yun Hongzi commanded and stepped into the air to leave.
In the room.
Only the sleeping Bai Ruyun remained.
There was also the old woman in black with a gloomy face and a strange light flashing in her eyes.
The Peak Master doesn’t ask about external affairs every time he is in seclusion, so he shouldn’t be able to detect my small movements. The black-clothed crone took out a dagger and also made wounds on Bai Ruyun’s snow-white lotus-root arms, drawing blood.
The Evergreen Treasure Body is truly marvellous, a humanoid life-extending medicine!
The old crone drank blood and her longevity increased.
This pair of masters and servants were not good people, eating blood one after another for ten years, using Bai Ruyun as a blood animal, drawing on the longevity substance in it to forcibly extend her life.
With Bai Ruyun’s rapid growth, Yun Hongzi felt that things were beyond her control, and thus the diagram contained deadly killing intent. However, she did not notice that there was a piece of white jade at Bai Ruyun’s waist, its light dimming slightly.
First Mountain!
Qin Li bitterly cultivated the Sword Dao.
The sword light was cold and crisp, transforming into twelve potential strengths.
When one reached the seventh level of Celestial, one could not advance without enough sun essence. So he freed up a lot of time to cultivate the Sword Dao while studying the Weapon Dao, preparing to find an opportunity to return to his old profession of refining magic treasures.
Suddenly!
The jade pendant at his waist dimmed slightly.
This was Ru Yun’s concentric jade pendant, how did it suddenly dim.
Qin Li was startled, his eyes were suspicious, the Concentric Jade Pendant could react to the situation of the Dao Couple, the light being grey represented that Bai Ruyun had been injured.
Ruyun was cultivating at Cloudmist Peak, how could she be injured?
Qin Li’s heart was shrouded in dark clouds.
At once.
He had a bad idea.
Thinking back carefully, Cloud Rainbow Zi had a strange attitude, very much not treating him well, and had trapped Bai Ruyun on the mountain, seemingly with some ulterior motive.
”Senior brother, have you heard of Cloud Rainbow Zi? How is this person?
Qin Li sat prone under a pine tree and asked for advice with an open mind.
The nameless old man replied:
I’ve heard a little about him, he’s just a waste of space.
It took a few thousand years to ascend to Nirvana, and was stuck in Nirvana 1 for a few thousand years, her lifespan is approaching, her days are numbered, and the Cloud Mist Peak legacy is about to be cut off.
I heard that she is and today’s head teacher of the same generation of human matter, but unfortunately mixed too bad, so the above pity him, let Bai Ruyun worship into the cloud mist peak, just to renew the inheritance, lest one hundred and eight peaks missing one.
Qin Li suddenly realised, no wonder Bai Ruyun is gifted, but worshipped in the weakest peak, the original is the sect’s balanced policy.
He asked a few more questions, and the nameless old man answered truthfully.
At this time!
A recluse light came from the distance.
A young cultivator descended and stood tall.
He wore a red robe, his eyes were waiting, his body was ablaze with fire, and his chin was slightly raised in defiance of Qin Li while emanating the terrifying aura of a Celestial Nine.
Oi!
What are you muttering to yourself under the broken tree?
I’m looking for Dokuro Wufei, do you know where he is?
Qin Li raised an eyebrow and looked back coldly: I am Dokgo Wufei, what are you looking for me for?
So it’s you guy, you’ve been in the wind quite a bit lately? The red-robed youth let out a light laugh, indescribably condescending: my name is Shangguan Burning, our president has asked you to come over there, hurry up and take a trip with me.
Qin Li frowned deeper and asked: who is your president?
President of the Heavenly Sky, Lin Qiaoqiu!
Shangguan Burn replied.
Hearing!
Qin Li looked surprised:
It’s that Heavenly Sword Peak’s number one stunner, we don’t seem to have crossed paths?
Shangguan Incineration smiled smugly: You’ve been getting a lot of fame lately, the President saw you as a talent and decided to take you in as a vassal.
Are you making me laugh?
Qin Li laughed.
Shangguan Burn also laughed, sneering:
I know that you have a lot of buzz and have made great achievements for the sect, but in the eyes of our old disciples, you’re nothing more than that.
You’ve probably heard of the Subterranean Dragon Ranking, which only includes one hundred and eight disciples, and those who make it to the list all have Nirvana qualifications. I am ranked fifty-three, and President Lin is the number one strongest, and will be advancing to Nirvana in a matter of days, accepting you as a vassal is a blessing for you.
Qin Li’s eyes flickered, he had naturally heard of the Subterranean Dragon Ranking, which was held once every ten years, counting the time, it would be held soon, and a lot of rewards would be taken out at that time. However, this was an event for old disciples, and had nothing to do with new disciples, as the list was clear of veteran Celestial Nine.
Lin asked Qiu was extremely famous, he was the chief of the Heavenly Sword Peak, the President of the World, and he was a triple champion, for thirty years, he was at the top of the list, invincible at the same level.
