Chapter 718 - 303: The Frenzied Cyan Cloud Sect

Chapter 718: Chapter 303: The Frenzied Cyan Cloud Sect

The Star System within his body trembled.

The Spiritual Power in his body felt as if it had undergone a metamorphosis.

His cultivation base had unexpectedly jumped from the tenth level of Qi Refining to the eleventh.

’Thank you!’

Sensing the change within himself, Chu Lingguang glanced toward the depths of the tunnel and thought.

He then pulled Li Qiushui along, and they ran toward the golden light ahead.

As they drew closer,

the two realized that the golden light was the newly risen morning sun.

The two of them had finally made it out of the Immortal King’s Tomb, shaken but unharmed.

When they stepped into the golden light and looked back, they discovered the tunnel had vanished. They were now standing outside the Stone Forest.

It was as if the events of the past few days had been nothing but a dream.

They had stumbled into the Immortal King’s Tomb in a daze and had somehow managed to stumble back out.

"We might be the first people to ever make it out of the Immortal King’s Tomb alive,"

Li Qiushui said.

She had read many ancient texts in the sect and seen numerous records about the Immortal King’s Tomb, but none had ever mentioned any survivors.

The so-called "survivors" were always those who didn’t dare enter the Immortal King’s Tomb and merely lingered outside.

Even among those who entered the Stone Forest, very few ever made it out.

Yet she and Chu Lingguang had passed through the Stone Forest, entered the Immortal King’s Tomb, seen the palace within, and even touched the Guardian’s Spiritual Position—and had still managed to walk out.

It was as if an unseen force was protecting them.

It was something she couldn’t have imagined.

It was precisely because she knew how dangerous the Immortal King’s Tomb was that she hadn’t fantasized about obtaining some Immortal Fate after entering. ’Perhaps,’ she mused, ’it’s this simple mindset that allowed me to escape safely.’

Meanwhile, Chu Lingguang, who knew what was really going on, took the opportunity to check his status panel.

Favor Points: 1,123,002

Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment (0/3,000,000)

(Remaining Lifespan: 798 years)

’I really hope I can reach the twelfth level of Qi Refining soon and use my Favor Points to become a Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment expert,’

Chu Lingguang thought to himself.

Although he hadn’t obtained the Immortal Fate everyone dreamed of in the Immortal King’s Tomb, he had gained millions of Favor Points and the "Heavenly Dao Foundation Establishment" Cultivation Technique.

His power had also jumped two levels.

If word got out, it would be jaw-droppingly astonishing.

His gains could only be described as unparalleled.

"We can’t stay here any longer. Let’s go, quickly!"

Having luckily escaped from the Immortal King’s Tomb, Li Qiushui worried that the experts from the Cyan Cloud Sect might have been just as fortunate.

If they were caught, she and Chu Lingguang wouldn’t be lucky enough to escape danger unscathed every time.

"Right. I need to find my master."

Chu Lingguang hadn’t forgotten about Guo Wei.

Thus, the two of them flew on their swords toward the sect’s rendezvous point.

This training expedition was scheduled to last one to three months.

They had already been searching for Guo Wei for many days without success. Their only option was to head to the rendezvous point. As long as they could contact their fellow sect disciples, they could use a Jade Scroll to call out and find him.

Of course, that was assuming Guo Wei was safe.

The appearance of the Nine-headed Bird had made Chu Lingguang constantly worry for Guo Wei’s safety, especially since he was still missing.

「Seven days later.」

Chu Lingguang and Li Qiushui were finally far away from the Stone Forest.

They had entered the area where disciples of the Profound Celestial Sect were active.

At that same moment,

of the large group of Cyan Cloud Sect experts who had been exploring the Immortal King’s Tomb, three survivors appeared in the tunnel, supporting one another as they staggered forward.

They were covered in blood.

Although they were still breathing, their Golden Cores were on the verge of shattering. They didn’t dare circulate their Spiritual Power and could only drag each other along, making their way out of the tunnel.

"Why isn’t Changxu back yet?"

"Did he get the Immortal Fate and decide to keep it all for himself?"

"That bastard, how could he do that?"

The three of them cursed under their breaths as they walked.

The white-robed elder was among them.

But his white robes were now dyed crimson, and he reeked of blood.

He was the one who had used an escape Talisman on Venerable Changxu, sending him to hunt down Chu Lingguang and Li Qiushui.

They, on the other hand, had been trapped inside for seven days and seven nights.

They had barely managed to fight their way out.

Now, all three were on the verge of death, not daring to use even a shred of Spiritual Power.

"Oh no!"

Suddenly, one of them spotted a dark figure standing in the tunnel.

"Who’s there!"

The other two cried out in alarm, equally startled.

Although the three of them were Golden Core Cultivators, they had all suffered severe internal injuries and didn’t dare use any Spiritual Power. Even a half-decent Qi Refining Cultivator could take all three of their lives.

"Speak,"

the white-robed elder shouted.

The person in the tunnel didn’t respond.

They just stood there silently.

The three exchanged a look, feeling both terrified and intensely curious. Wanting to know who it was, they all released their weak Spiritual Sense.

The first thing they saw was a head lying on the ground in front of the figure.

The head’s features were twisted, its eyes wide with shock.

For a Cultivator, especially a Golden Core Cultivator with a strong physical body, it was standard for their flesh not to decay after death.

"Changxu!"

the white-robed elder cried out in shock.

He saw that the head belonged to Venerable Changxu.

Though the features were contorted, he could still recognize him. As he got closer, he could clearly detect the faint, familiar aura lingering on the corpse.

"Changxu!"

"Who did this?"

"How could this happen?"

Overcome with a mixture of shock and fury, the three of them couldn’t help but roar.

"Could it have been those two brats?"

The white-robed elder immediately thought of Chu Lingguang and Li Qiushui. Venerable Changxu wasn’t the only one who had seen them run out from behind the palace and cross the plaza; the three of them had seen it too.

They had all memorized the figures and even the auras of Chu Lingguang and his companion.

It couldn’t be helped.

When Chu Lingguang and Li Qiushui had suddenly appeared, they all assumed the Immortal Fate had been taken by them.

For the sake of the Immortal Fate,

they had opened their heavenly eyes and cast Talismans, all to lock onto Chu Lingguang and Li Qiushui and prevent them from getting away.

That was why the white-robed elder had helped Venerable Changxu break out to intercept Chu Lingguang and Li Qiushui.

But he never expected to see this scene before him.

Venerable Changxu had died before them.

"Impossible. How could two mere Qi Refining Cultivators kill Changxu?"

an elder with one blind eye said, shaking his head.

"Right now, any random Qi Refining Cultivator could kill all three of us. Changxu’s Golden Core was already shattered. His condition after getting out must have been similar to ours, which is why he met this end,"

the other elder, a bald man, corrected.

"This..."

The white-robed elder and the one-eyed elder both froze.

They both felt the bald elder had a point.

"Then the Immortal Fate must be with those two,"

the white-robed elder said through gritted teeth.

"Oh, Changxu... I never thought we’d end up like this,"

the one-eyed elder lamented.

They had plotted for years and survived by the skin of their teeth to enter the Immortal King’s Tomb, thinking the Immortal Fate was within their grasp and they could become Nascent Soul Strong Persons. But in the end, it was all for nothing.

Their Golden Cores were nearly shattered.

There was no hope of them ever returning to their peak.

Let alone breaking through to become Nascent Soul Cultivators.

So, just like their predecessors, this expedition into the Immortal King’s Tomb had yielded nothing but losses. The only difference was that the Guardians had all turned into undead spirits, drastically reducing the danger inside and allowing the three of them to emerge alive. That was all.

But after so many years of careful planning, to come away with nothing and have their cultivation bases nearly crippled... the three of them could not accept it.

"The Immortal Fate that belongs to us cannot fall into the hands of the Profound Celestial Sect! Once those two brats refine it, our Cyan Cloud Sect will be finished!"

the bald elder said.

"Second Brother, what’s your plan?"

the white-robed elder asked.

"We’ve already fallen this far; we have nothing left to lose. We must take back the Immortal Fate,"

said the bald elder.

"That’s right! Even if it means an endless war with the Profound Celestial Sect, we must get back the Immortal Fate!"

the one-eyed elder declared.

"Good! The Ancient Perilous Land is vast; they can’t have gotten far. We’ll immediately notify all our sect’s disciples to surround those two brats with all their might. Any from the Profound Celestial Sect who dare to resist are to be killed on sight!"

the white-robed elder said, his voice filled with madness.