Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

After the celebratory banquet, it was already late at night.

They sat in the front yard drinking tea and chatting, with Jingya quietly listening beside Jun Wuxie, occasionally smiling.

The moon had already peeked out, a mere crescent in early April.

The evening breeze was slightly chilly, rustling the plants and trees, creating a soft sound, with crickets chirping softly in the grass.

Everything was so harmonious and beautiful.

At this moment, a figure appeared in front of the courtyard gate.

“Junior Brother Chengyuan, you and your disciple are truly enviable.”

Real Person Qingxuan sighed, such a harmonious life was something he had never possessed or enjoyed.

He had many direct disciples, and while there was a master-disciple relationship, it was far from the affection between the master and disciple of the True Martial lineage.

He had too many disciples, and as the head teacher, he had to maintain a dignified demeanor at all times, making it difficult for his disciples to be too close to him, making it difficult to cultivate such a master-disciple relationship.

“Sect Leader Brother, so having fewer disciples is not without its advantages. Our True Martial Peak is as close as a family. Your envy is useless.”

Real Person Chengyuan stood up, and Jun Wuxie and the others also stood up, saying, “Greetings, Sect Leader.”

“No need for formalities.”

Qingxuan said with a smile, looking around at the environment, and sighed, “It has been many, many years since I last came to True Martial Peak. Everything here remains the same, except that the buildings are a little older.”

Jun Wuxie heard this and said, “It should be said that things have changed, and none of the senior brothers and sisters from back then are here anymore.”

Qingxuan paused slightly, a look of guilt on his face, and said, “This seat is sorry for the True Martial lineage. As the head teacher, it is this seat's duty to protect every lineage of the sect. But this seat's strength is insufficient, and I could only watch helplessly as Prince Ning used True Martial Peak as a scapegoat.”

Real Person Chengyuan, Nan Jin, Yun Shu, Yi Ling, and Han Ye were all silent.

The suffering that True Martial Peak had experienced over the years was just a few words to others, but for those who were in it, it was a daily torment. No one would truly understand the difficulties.

Jun Wuxie sneered and said, “Prince Ning using True Martial Peak as a scapegoat is not the fault of the Sect Leader, nor is it within the Sect Leader's power to prevent. But in these years, the cold shoulders, ridicule, and targeting that True Martial Peak has suffered in the sect, as the Sect Leader, you are to blame!”

His senior brothers and sisters all agreed with what he said, but they did not speak out, after all, this was the Sect Leader, and they dared not.

“Wuxie is right, it is this seat's fault. Regardless of why this seat indulged them, this seat must bear the main responsibility. Here, this seat apologizes to you. I only hope that you of True Martial Peak can forgive this Sect Leader, and we will make up for True Martial Peak in the future. Although it is a bit late to say this, it is all we can do for now…”

Real Person Chengyuan and Nan Jin did not expect that the Sect Leader would apologize to them in person. Obviously, the Sect Leader would do this because of Jun Wuxie.

“Let's not mention the past.”

Jun Wuxie didn't want to talk about this matter with the Sect Leader anymore.

The pain of True Martial Peak was engraved in the hearts of the master, senior brothers, and senior sisters, and would never fade away.

Some things, not standing up in the beginning, or even not standing up for so many years, was enough to explain many problems.

He didn't want to continue to dwell on this matter, it was meaningless.

Qingxuan nodded and said, “Today, all the disciples in the Resource Hall, this seat has ordered the chief disciples of each lineage to confine them to their caves for cultivation, and they are not allowed to step out for ten years. This seat has also interviewed and warned the stewards, deacons, and elders of the Resource Hall to ensure that they will not reveal a single word about today's events.”

“Also, this seat has also leaked those words to Qin Yi's closest people according to your wishes.”

Real Person Qingxuan said, taking out a Qiankun bag, and said, “This is the resources for your True Martial Peak and the Hundred Herbs Liquid that Wuxie wanted. There are also some compensations for your True Martial Peak over the years.”

Real Person Chengyuan took it and opened it, a slight look of surprise on his face.

The resources inside were very generous. There were as many as one million low-grade Saint Spirit Pills, hundreds of high-grade Spirit Rhyme Pills, and more than a hundred bottles of elementary Saint Spirit Hundred Herbs Liquid!

“This elementary Saint Spirit Hundred Herbs Liquid is all the sect has at the moment. This seat will have people collect herbs and speed up the refining process, and send them over next month.” He said here, looking at Jun Wuxie with anticipation, and said, “Wuxie, you are the future hope of the sect, don't let this seat down.”

After Real Person Qingxuan finished speaking, without waiting for Jun Wuxie to respond, he turned and left.

It wasn't until a long time after he left that Nan Jin and the others came back to their senses, looking at Jun Wuxie with emotion, “Junior Brother, we are benefiting from your blessing. Now the sect is very good to our True Martial lineage. The senior brothers and sisters who died have knowledge under the spring, I think they can get some comfort in their hearts.”

Jun Wuxie sighed slightly and said, “Our True Martial lineage still needs to be strong. The change in the Sect Leader's attitude towards True Martial Peak stems from the fact that we carry the hope of the sect. Although the Sect Leader is not a heartless person, emotions are not in a high position in his heart. Once it comes to the interests of the sect, he will become ruthless.”

“Wuxie is right, Sect Leader Brother is indeed such a person.”

Real Person Chengyuan expressed his agreement.

“Therefore, our True Martial Peak can shoulder the responsibility of being a lineage of Qingyun, but don't invest emotions. Now, besides our own people, everything else must be treated realistically.”

Saying this, he took the Qiankun bag from his master Real Person Chengyuan and took out fifty bottles of elementary Saint Spirit Hundred Herbs Liquid, saying, “The remaining Hundred Herbs Liquid will be divided equally among the senior brothers and sisters. Also, these low-grade Saint Spirit Pills must be used. If Master is free, you can go to Qingyun City to buy some resources needed by the senior brothers and sisters.”

“No, we don't need the Hundred Herbs Liquid, this is the resource the Sect Leader gave to Junior Brother!”

Nan Jin said, waving his hand quickly.

“What Senior Brother said is true, Junior Brother, you are a body cultivator, and you need a large amount of resources and high grades. You are the one who needs the Hundred Herbs Liquid the most, we don't need to use it!”

Second Senior Sister Yun Shu also said.

“Junior Brother, the Hundred Herbs Liquid is too wasteful for us, you should take it all for cultivation. We have enough Spirit Rhyme Pills, the Sect Leader gave us hundreds of them.”

Yi Ling looked at him anxiously.

“The senior brothers and sisters are right, we don't need the Hundred Herbs Liquid at all, we can't waste it!”

Han Ye said.

“Wuxie, your senior brothers and sisters are right, you are the one who needs the Hundred Herbs Liquid the most, you should take all these Hundred Herbs Liquid, they can use the Spirit Rhyme Pills.”

Real Person Chengyuan wanted to take out the remaining Hundred Herbs Liquid and give it to him.

“Master!” Jun Wuxie felt a little uncomfortable and sad in his heart, and said, “The senior brothers and sisters are all in the Saint Realm Extreme Heaven Position realm, the Hundred Herbs Liquid is exactly the resource they need, what do you mean by saying they can use the Spirit Rhyme Pills. If the senior brothers and sisters don't want these Hundred Herbs Liquid, then I don't want these fifty bottles in my hand either!”

“Junior Brother, you…”

Nan Jin, Yun Shu, Yi Ling, and Han Ye's eyes were red, they understood Junior Brother's intentions, and suddenly felt like crying.

“Senior brothers and sisters, you should use these resources to cultivate. Also, the strange treasures I gave you, improve your talents and growth strength earlier, our True Martial Peak needs to grow stronger!”

After he finished speaking, he and Jingya turned and left, leaving Real Person Chengyuan, Nan Jin, Yun Shu, Yi Ling, and Han Ye staring blankly at his back.

“This is your junior brother's intention, just use it with peace of mind. You have suffered so much over the years.”

Real Person Chengyuan took out all the Spirit Rhyme Pills and Hundred Herbs Liquid, and said, “You divide them equally. As for these low-grade Saint Spirit Pills, I will go to Qingyun City tomorrow to see if there are any suitable resources and buy some back for you.”

… …

Jun Wuxie and Jingya returned to their residence.

The tearful eyes of the senior brothers and sisters appeared in his mind, and he felt an unspeakable sadness in his heart.

With the situation of True Martial Peak over the years, what kind of resources did the senior brothers and sisters use? They were all inferior pills, low-grade resources!

They didn't even have standard Spirit Rhyme Pills, let alone Hundred Herbs Liquid.

It was precisely because of this that he had to leave some Hundred Herbs Liquid for the senior brothers and sisters.

Since he had become their junior brother, he could no longer let them suffer.

“Aunt Jing, how is your injury these days?” He recovered his thoughts, grabbed Jingya's wrist, and carefully checked her origin. Only after confirming that her injury had not worsened did he feel relieved.

“Don't worry, just cultivate with peace of mind. Although Aunt Jing's injury is difficult to heal, it can be done to prevent it from worsening.”

“Well, these days living in True Martial Peak, is Aunt Jing still used to the environment here?”

Jingya reached out and tidied up the clothes on his body, and said, “With you here, Aunt Jing is used to it. Moreover, the environment here is very good, your senior brothers and sisters are also very good people, and I am also fortunate to enjoy the dishes made by your fourth senior brother.”

Saying this, she couldn't help pursing her lips and smiling.

“That's true.”

Jun Wuxie also laughed. Fourth Senior Brother's cooking skills were beyond doubt. If he didn't cultivate and opened a restaurant, the diners would probably break down the threshold.

“Go and cultivate quickly.”

Jingya gently patted his hand.

Jun Wuxie smiled and entered the room. Jingya closed the door for him, and then went to the front yard.

“Real Person Chengyuan.”

She saw Real Person Chengyuan sitting under the peach tree drinking tea, so she walked over.

“Miss Jingya, do you have something to say?”

Real Person Chengyuan stood up.

“I have something to discuss with you.” Jingya said, “Real Person Chengyuan is going to Qingyun City tomorrow, right? I also want to go to Qingyun City, and I may have to stay in the city for two days. I don't know if Real Person can stay in the city for two days. After all, if I go to Qingyun City alone, Wuxie will definitely be angry with me.”

“Does Wuxie know about this?”

Real Person Chengyuan didn't directly agree. Wuxie cares about the safety of his Aunt Jing very much. What is she going to do this time when she is going to stay in Qingyun City for two days?

“I didn't tell him,” Jingya said.

“That won't do. If you want to go, you still have to inform Wuxie. Otherwise, should I go ask him?”

“I'll go tell him,” Jingya said helplessly. She returned to her residence, gently knocked on the door, and then told him about her desire to go to Qingyun City.

The door creaked open, and Jun Wuxie stood at the door, looking at her, and said, “Aunt Jing, what are you going to Qingyun City for?”

“Look at how nervous you are. Can't Aunt Jing go buy some women's items? Don't worry, Aunt Jing will definitely not do anything dangerous behind your back.”

“Alright then,” he agreed.

Jingya said, “Can you ask Real Person Chengyuan to take Yiling with you? That would be more convenient.”

“Of course, I'll send a voice transmission to my master right away.”

Jingya smiled and closed the door.

… …

At the same time, in a certain area of Qingyun Peak on the main branch, there was an exquisite courtyard located in a small valley in front of a waterfall.

On the wooden platform in front of the courtyard, Qin Yi stood with his hands behind his back, facing the stream formed by the waterfall.

An old man was beside him, talking to him.

This person was Elder You, who had targeted Jun Wuxie during the entry assessment.

“How could the Sect Leader tell you this?”

Qin Yi slowly clenched his hands behind his back, the muscles on his face twitching slightly as he faced the stream.

“The Sect Leader did not mention these things to this old man. It was when the Sect Leader and several background experts were discussing this matter that this old man happened to overhear. They stopped talking when they noticed this old man from afar.”

Elder You said here, “That Yue Wuxie's strength is extraordinary. Should we immediately inform Ning Wang Manor about this matter?”

Hearing this, the corner of Qin Yi's eye twitched violently, and he said, “Elder You, please do not interfere in this matter. As for whether to tell Ning Wang Manor, I have my own plans.”

Saying this, he turned to look at Elder You, a smile on his face, and said, “Cultivators are constantly moving forward on this path throughout their lives. Some people's paths are wide and bright, while others' paths are narrow and full of thorns. Elder You, do you think my path is wide and bright or full of thorns?”

“You are favored by Princess Anning, so your path is naturally wide and bright, with a promising future.”

“I think so too, but if someone throws thorns on my path, I will take their life.”

Elder You understood the meaning in his words, and his back couldn't help but feel a chill. He forced a smile and said, “Don't worry, no one would be that stupid.”

“Is that so? I think so too,” Qin Yi smiled again and said, “Elder You, I want to be alone for a while.”

“Alright, then this old man will take his leave.”

Elder You left.

The valley became quiet, with only the sound of the waterfall and the tinkling of the flowing water.

Qin Yi flicked his fingers, and streaks of cyan sword energy combined to form the three characters Yue Wuxie in the sky above the stream.

“Yue Wuxie, did you really break the curse of body cultivators? But how could the curse of body cultivators be broken by someone?”

He muttered to himself, flicked his sleeves, and a cyan light flashed, instantly obliterating the three characters Yue Wuxie formed by sword energy, a flash of cold light in his eyes: “Regardless of whether you are a body cultivator who has broken the curse or not, you seem to be blocking my path in the future. Since you are an obstacle, you should be swept away!”

… …

At this moment, Jun Wuxie was cultivating in the bedroom of the courtyard on True Martial Peak.

The effect of the Elementary Sacred Spirit Hundred Herb Liquid was excellent, even for someone like him, it was a top-grade cultivation resource.

He took twenty bottles of Hundred Herb Liquid at once. The medicinal energy dissolved and, under the transformation of the Primordial Golden Body Art, continuously turned into majestic life essence, tempering every inch of flesh and blood along his limbs, and finally converging in the cave heaven. After being purified by the Fate Star and ground by the World-Grinding Wheel, it was purified a second time and integrated into the Star Sea.

With every moment of cultivation, he could clearly feel his realm slowly increasing little by little.

His soul was extremely strong. Before the peak of the Great Saint Extreme Heaven Realm, there was no bottleneck at all. Everything was like water flowing into a canal.

The next morning.

Real Person Chengyuan, Yiling, and Jingya left True Martial Peak.

Upon arriving in Qingyun City, Jingya pulled Yiling into a very high-end tailor shop.

Real Person Chengyuan waited outside the shop. Yiling looked at her in surprise and said, “Aunt Jing, you didn't come all the way here just to buy clothes, did you?”

Jingya smiled faintly and whispered a few words in Yiling's ear. Yiling let out a cry of surprise and looked at her with a shocked expression, then suddenly laughed.

She looked at Real Person Chengyuan outside the shop and said, “Master, please go do your thing. We will be staying in this shop for two days. You can come here to pick us up after two days.”

Real Person Chengyuan looked at them suspiciously.

Staying in this tailor shop for two days?

He wanted to ask, but he felt it was inappropriate, so he nodded and left alone.

… …

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, more than twenty days had passed.

Golden light shone brightly in Jun Wuxie's room, with a momentum like a tsunami.

If it weren't for the barrier he had set up, the entire True Martial Peak would have been alarmed.

Half a day later, all the golden light subsided, and the momentum calmed down.

He opened his eyes, and a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He had broken through!

Saint Realm Lesser Heaven Realm Peak!

Breaking through a small realm in more than twenty days in this Saint Realm, he was very satisfied with this speed.

It was just that no one knew what realm he was actually in. Even his master and senior brothers and sisters thought that he had really hidden his realm before, and now he was at the peak of the Saint Realm Extreme Heaven Realm.

As long as he deliberately hid his realm, few people could see through it.

If this speed of breaking through were to spread out, the entire Qingyun would probably be shaken.

Was this still a body cultivator whose breakthrough was difficult?

Even Qin Yi, who had always been proud of his cultivation speed, was far from reaching this speed in this realm back then.

“The feeling of increased strength after realm elevation is really fascinating,” he muttered to himself. He liked this feeling so much. Every time it was like this, it was always so exciting, as if every inch of flesh and blood, every cell, felt joy.

“I wonder when Ning Wang Manor will send a letter, but I think it won't be too long. After all, how long can that Bloodmane Lionhound Beast, which has suffered irreversible serious injuries, last? I should set off…”

He had already made plans in his heart. He had to go to the Flowing Cloud Forest in advance so that he could familiarize himself with the situation there. Otherwise, with his strength, if he waited until the experts from Ning Wang Manor had all taken action, then he probably wouldn't be able to change anything.

He still didn't have a plan or way to destroy Ning Wang's plan to obtain the beast core and essence blood of the Bloodmane Lionhound Beast. He still had to check the situation in the Flowing Cloud Forest and then slowly think of a way.

Pushing open the door and coming to the living room, he didn't see Jingya's figure.

“Aunt Jing isn't here?”

He went to her boudoir to take a look, but there was still no one there. However, he saw many exquisite fabrics of superior quality in her room, and he couldn't help but feel curious.

Walking out of the room and coming to the courtyard, he stopped.

Under the pear tree in the courtyard, Jingya was sitting there, with cut fabrics on her body. At this moment, she was using the needle and thread in her hand to sew stitch by stitch with incomparable concentration.

The breeze blew her silky, smooth black hair, and the snow-white pear blossoms on the tree occasionally fell, sprinkling like snowflakes in her hair.

Looking at her profile, that focused expression, Jun Wuxie's mouth slightly raised, and a smile appeared on his face, and he felt a burst of warmth in his heart.

Aunt Jing had learned needlework at some point. Could it be that she learned it when she went to Qingyun City a few days ago?

Looking at the moon-white sword robe she was making in her hand, he knew that it was clothing made for him.

He walked over gently and stood beside her. That stitch and thread were incomparably skilled and flexible, and every stitch and thread was so meticulous and serious.

For a long time, she didn't even notice that there was one more person beside her.

“Aunt Jing is really skillful,” he suddenly said.

Jingya's hand shook, and the tip of the needle pierced her delicate fingertip, and a drop of blood appeared.

She exclaimed softly, put her finger in her mouth, and turned her head to look at him with a reproachful look.

“Why don't you make any noise when you walk?”

She seemed to be blaming him, but her eyes were very gentle. She put the unfinished clothes on the table, and there was a hint of excitement in her eyes: “You wait here for Aunt Jing.”

She hurriedly went into the house, and soon she walked out quickly, carrying a thick stack of clothes.

“Aunt Jing, did you make all of these by hand?”

He was dumbfounded. There was a thick stack, at least five or six sets, right? And there were also a few pairs of moon-white boots.

“Try them on, I don't know if you like them or not. Aunt Jing hasn't made them before, so they might not be made well, but you're not allowed to dislike them!”

She said, and then laughed herself. She was more beautiful than the flowers in April. Jun Wuxie felt warm in his heart, like the warm spring sun shining into his heart.

“Aunt Jing, thank you,” he looked at her, his eyes filled with emotion.

“Silly boy, why are you thanking Aunt Jing?” She picked up a moon-white sword robe, unfolded it, and said, “Put it on for Aunt Jing to see. Aunt Jing is very happy and feels very interested in making clothes for you these days.”

Jun Wuxie smiled and took off his coat, put on the sword robe made by Jingya, it fit perfectly, and he couldn't help but laugh: “Aunt Jing's hands are too clever, aren't they? If you don't open a tailor shop, it's simply the biggest loss to the tailoring industry.”

“You're just being glib,” Jingya smiled and tapped his shoulder, and then looked at it carefully, the smile on her face gradually deepening: “Well, it is indeed very good-looking, very fitting, it seems that Aunt Jing did a good job?”

“That's right, how could what Aunt Jing makes not be good? Do I need to try these on too?” he pointed to the remaining clothes.

“No need, you can put these in your storage ring, and you can change into new ones at any time if the ones on your body are damaged.” Seeing him put the clothes she made into the storage ring, the smile on Jingya's face gradually disappeared, and she whispered: “Are you planning to go to the Flowing Cloud Forest?”

She understood him. To prevent Ning Wang from obtaining the Blood鬃 Lion-Dog beast core and essence blood this time, he would definitely scout and investigate the situation in advance to better prepare.

“Yes, we must set off today. The sooner, the better.”

“The people Ning Wang sends will surely be experts in the Great Saint Realm. The Flowing Cloud Forest also has a large number of ancient beasts and ferocious birds. This trip is dangerous, you must be very careful.”

A deep worry was etched between her picturesque eyebrows.

Jun Wuxie's realm is still low, and he has to face ancient beasts and ferocious birds that are at least at the peak of the Saint King Extreme Heaven Realm, as well as experts in the Great Saint Realm.

“I will. Aunt Jing said that we are dependent on each other now, so I will return safely. I still have to protect Aunt Jing in the future. I won’t break my word.”

“Aunt Jing will be waiting for you to return at True Martial Peak.”

She said softly, and then watched his figure disappear from sight.

She stood under the pear tree, not seeing him off to the front yard, just standing there quietly, like a perfect jade sculpture.

In fact, she didn't want him to go, but she knew that she couldn't influence his decision, nor did she have any reason to dissuade him.

Because he was taking risks for everyone at True Martial Peak, fighting for them.