Chapter 734 - 311: Part 2

Chapter 734: Chapter 311: Part 2

But she was nearly hit by the beam of light that shot from the mirror.

Beyond that, when her reflection appeared in the mirror, Li Qiushui’s Sea of Consciousness roiled. It felt as if her Divine Soul was being copied, making her drowsy.

At the critical moment, she threw out a Talisman to fight back.

Only then did she manage to break free from the mirror’s hold and return to the Great Yuan.

Though she managed to recall her Flying Sword, her defeat was absolute. She had nearly lost the sword, and her Sea of Consciousness felt as if it had taken a devastating blow.

Her Spiritual Power even showed signs of collapsing.

If the Profound Celestial Sect’s cultivation methods weren’t far more advanced than the Demon Sect’s, she would have needed a much longer period of rest before she could return.

’It can attack the Sea of Consciousness.’

’It resonates with the Five Elements Power and can also attack the Sea of Consciousness... That mirror is definitely no ordinary Magical Artifact.’

"Senior Sister, you’ve been in the Profound Celestial Sect much longer than I have. You know more about Magical Artifacts. What level is Andenuk’s mirror?"

Chu Lingguang asked urgently.

’A battle between him and Andenuk is inevitable.’

’To win, I’ll have to understand the power and level of that mirror.’

"Magical Artifacts have four levels: Celestial, Earth, Profound, and Yellow."

"Celestial is the highest, and Yellow is the lowest. Each level is then divided into high, middle, and low grades."

"Artifact Refiners are rare these days, so Magical Artifacts are exceptionally precious. That man’s mirror is likely a high-grade Yellow Level artifact, though it could also be a Profound Level one."

"If it’s a Profound Level Magical Artifact, only a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator could possibly handle it."

Li Qiushui said seriously after a moment of thought.

’A Profound Level Magical Artifact.’

Chu Lingguang frowned.

He had to prepare for the worst and couldn’t rely on luck.

’If that mirror is a Profound Level Magical Artifact, I’ll have to wait until I reach the Foundation Establishment Realm before I can confront Andenuk. At my current level, I’m simply no match for him.’

’Over the past two-plus years, I haven’t slacked in my cultivation. The progress on my Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment Technique has been steadily rising, but my cultivation is still at the twelfth level of Qi Refining.’

’I haven’t had a breakthrough.’

’I suddenly have a feeling... I might only be able to achieve Foundation Establishment and become a Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment cultivator once my technique’s progress reaches the level of Perfection.’

’After all, Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment is the absolute peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm.’

’It’s only natural that it would take me more time.’

’Good things come to those who wait, as they say.’

’I’m really looking forward to that day.’

’If that mirror really is a Profound Level Magical Artifact, I’ll have to put aside any thoughts of dealing with Andenuk for now. I’ll have to wait until I break through to the Foundation Establishment Realm to go and face him.’

’However, according to the rules set by Yuanchu Mountain and the Demon Sect, Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators are forbidden from interfering in worldly disputes.’

’So, once I break through, I won’t be able to fight Andenuk at the national border. I’d have to seek him out in private. That would probably make the whole thing rather dull.’

’After all, defeating Andenuk in front of countless people would be a great way to boost the morale of the Great Yuan Soldiers. That would be a meritorious act, and I could also earn the gratitude of the Great Yuan’s imperial family and gain another large sum of Favor Points.’ ℯℯ𝑙.

"Just focus on your mourning for now. When it’s over, come back with me as soon as you can."

Li Qiushui saw Chu Lingguang’s troubled expression and changed the subject. She didn’t want to pressure him.

"There’s still time."

Chu Lingguang didn’t agree, but he didn’t refuse her either.

’He felt an obsessive need to defeat Andenuk. The man had been Yan Zhen’s greatest rival, and now Yan Zhen was missing—rumored to have been taken away by a master from the Profound Celestial Sect. Yet, he himself had been in the Profound Celestial Sect for a while now. He was Yang Rong’s disciple, but not even she knew anything about the sect bringing back a young cultivator from the Celestial Sea with a Tri-Element Spiritual Root.’

’So, as of now, Chu Lingguang had no idea if Yan Zhen was even in the Profound Celestial Sect.’

’He was also worried about Yan Zhen’s safety.’

’But whether Yan Zhen was alive or not, he would surely be happy for me if he knew I had defeated Andenuk.’

’The memory of being nearly killed by Andenuk’s palm strike at the national border still gnawed at him.’

’Andenuk was clearly a man worthy of respect.’

’It would be an honor to have the chance to test my skills against his.’

"I’m going to get some rest."

Li Qiushui didn’t have high hopes. She knew Chu Lingguang was loyal and honorable, a man who always kept his promises—just as he had when he helped hold off the Cyan Cloud Sect cultivators outside the canyon.

It was for this very reason that she wouldn’t force him to avenge her.

She had, in fact, already given up on the idea entirely.

She just hoped that once Chu Lingguang’s mourning period was over, he would return to the Profound Celestial Sect with her. She had a duty to bring him back and report.

She had already been living in the Celestial Sea region for over two years.

While it had been a happy time, she now found herself missing her days of cultivation at the Profound Celestial Sect and training in the Ancient Perilous Land. She had also been keeping an ear out for any news regarding the Immortal King’s Tomb.

’Who, after these two years, had managed to secure the opportunities inside? Did those who entered find what they were fated to find? How many of the sect’s experts made it back safely?’

These questions surfaced relentlessly, making Li Qiushui increasingly eager to leave the Great Yuan and return to the Profound Celestial Sect.

Each was lost in their own thoughts.

The days passed, one by one, in peace.

Mourning for three years was no easy task. Every day, Chu Lingguang instructed Tang Baitu and his other two disciples in their cultivation, and every few days, he would go to sweep Guo Wei’s grave.

He knew how much Guo Wei had loved to eat grapes, especially while lounging in his reclining chair, watching him practice his Spear Technique. He’d loved watching him perform the Basic Thirteen Spear Techniques, move by move.

So, Chu Lingguang would often practice the Basic Thirteen Spear Techniques in front of Guo Wei’s grave. He kept the plot so tidy that not a single weed dared to sprout.

It had become something of a blessed place.

Passing bandits and woodcutters who saw it was Guo Wei’s grave would bow respectfully and slow their steps. This heartfelt reverence stemmed from Guo Wei’s lingering prestige as much as it did from Chu Lingguang’s current strength.

It made everyone revere Guo Wei’s memory.

The days flew by.

In the blink of an eye, the final day of his mourning period arrived.

On this day, Chu Lingguang brought Tang Baitu, Zhang Lingfeng, and Liu San Gui to Guo Wei’s grave once more. He had the three of them perform the Martial Arts of their school in front of the grave several times.

When they were finished,

Chu Lingguang spoke to the gravestone. "Master, I have to leave Baiyang County for a while. When I return, I’ll come to see you often."

Some things, you just have to let go of.

After three years of mourning, Chu Lingguang’s grief had finally faded. He had made peace with Guo Wei’s passing.

His heart was now filled only with respect. Though he often recalled images of Guo Wei teaching him the Spear Technique, he had long ago accepted his master’s death.

This was especially true since he knew Guo Wei had died without regrets.

By shouldering the school’s legacy and working to make the art of the spear flourish, he was fulfilling Guo Wei’s final wish.

Everything was, in a way, perfect.

To continue wallowing in sorrow under these circumstances would just mean there was something wrong with his head.

"Senior Sister."

"Second Aunt."

"Senior Brother."

"I’m leaving now."

Chu Lingguang said his goodbyes to Guo Fang and the others.

"Yes, Junior Brother. Come back and visit often," Guo Fang said, nodding. This day was always going to come; they had prepared themselves for it.

They also hoped that he would go on to achieve great things.

Though they weren’t Practitioners themselves, they knew that Practitioners needed a vast world—a stage on which to unleash their Magical Techniques and Divine Abilities.

Baiyang County was clearly not that stage.

It was no place for Chu Lingguang to remain long-term.

"Where are you headed?"

Lin Yuanfu asked.

"To the national border first."

Chu Lingguang was going to face Andenuk.

Standing nearby, Li Qiushui’s eyes brightened. ’So he didn’t forget,’ she thought.

"You’re going to fight the Turkic Cultivators?"

Guo Xiaotian asked.

Recently, Mr. Du had been sending people to invite Chu Lingguang.

As a key figure at the Martial Arts Hall, Guo Xiaotian couldn’t possibly be unaware of it.

"Yes. I’m going to check it out."

Chu Lingguang didn’t hide his intentions.

"The Turkic Cultivators are no easy opponents. Take care of yourself, Junior Brother."

Guo Fang knew she couldn’t stop him.

She also understood this was something he had to do. Guo Wei had told her that Andenuk once nearly killed Chu Lingguang at the national border.