The Doubts of the Wanfa Pavilion

"What is Junior Brother Changge thinking about?"

Xuanyangzi asked curiously.

"Seeing your gaze drift just now, could it be that you are also worrying about the mess with the Fentian Palace?"

Gu Changge took a small sip of tea, his tone flat and unrippled: "Nothing. Just thinking that since Fentian Palace suffered such a huge loss, they probably will not let it go easily."

Shi Wanshan chimed in from the side.

"Who says otherwise? I heard that old geezer Lie Tianxiong holds grudges the most. This time he lost a Cave Heaven Realm protector and a mineral vein; who knows what kind of dirty tricks he is holding back."

As they spoke, the communication jade talisman at Xuanyangzi's cuff warmed slightly. He casually brushed it with his fingertips, and after reading the contents, his eyebrows rose slightly before returning to normal.

He picked up a spoon, scooped a large mouthful of spirit rice porridge, smacked his lips, and said, "Who cares about his dirty tricks? Filling our stomachs first is the proper business."

The group chatted as they ate. The beef in the clay pot bottomed out in the blink of an eye, and only the bottom of the spirit rice porridge remained. Finally, even the broth was mixed with spirit fruits and eaten clean by Xuanyangzi.

Shi Jingxian and Lin Mochen held their empty bowls, their faces still carrying a satisfied flush, the spiritual energy within their bodies still slowly circulating.

As Gu Changge cleared the dishes, he casually brewed a pot of Dao Comprehension Tea.

As soon as the tea was poured into the cups, Daoist rhymes floated out from the curling white mist. Shi Jingxian and Lin Mochen took a sip.

Suddenly, they both closed their eyes at the same time. The spiritual energy around them boiled violently, and they entered a state of epiphany.

Gu Changge repeated his old trick, using the remaining half of a Nine-Turn Golden Pill and some Innate Spirit Marrow to solidify their foundations.

When the two opened their eyes again, a layer of lustrous glow had appeared in their eyes.

Their spiritual power had condensed to the peak of the Core Condensation Realm, needing only a few days of settling to break through to the Purple Mansion Realm.

"Thank you, Martial Uncle Gu!"

The two bowed together, their voices full of gratitude.

Their originally Heaven-tier aptitude had transformed into a dazzling Saint-tier aptitude.

This scene left Xuanyangzi and Shi Wanshan dumbfounded.

Gu Changge actually possessed such methods. The way the two looked at him instantly became burning, as if they wanted to swallow him alive.

This was improving aptitude, which concerned the upper limit of a cultivator's future achievements.

Xuanyangzi had seen the aptitude improvement of his own two disciples before, so he had some mental preparation.

But Shi Wanshan was truly stunned. He stared at his two disciples in disbelief, his lips moving silently, unable to speak for a long time.

Xuanyangzi also stared straight at Gu Changge, but his thoughts had drifted far away.

If aptitudes could truly be improved in batches, would the Qingxuan Sect not strike it rich in the future?

Let alone dominating the Xuan Realm, they might even be able to charge for the position of a Holy Land.

Gu Changge felt uncomfortable being stared at by their burning gazes and frowned.

"Do not look at me like that. I only had this one Nine-Turn Golden Pill, and now only this little bit is left. As for the Innate Spirit Marrow, I only had less than ten drops, and now there is hardly any left. I still have to save some to nourish my disciple's body."

At this time, Xuanyangzi also recovered his senses. Such divine items were indeed rare.

If they could really be obtained in batches, that would be too heaven-defying.

For Changge to have such treasures and still be willing to share them with other disciples, this sentiment was already rare.

He rubbed his hands and chuckled, "Junior Brother Changge, I did not mean that. It is just... I just feel that your methods are too divine."

Shi Wanshan also nodded hurriedly, a simple and honest smile piling up on his face.

"Yes, yes, worthy Brother Changge, regarding today's matters, I really must thank you. Jingxian and the others being able to have this fortuitous encounter is all thanks to your help."

Gu Changge pondered secretly in his heart. In fact, the Nine-Turn Golden Pills in his hands were already piled up like a mountain, and the Innate Spirit Marrow filled an entire lake.

But the path of cultivation was supposed to go through tempering. If these divine items were easily taken out, allowing the disciples to improve without any effort, how would they know to cherish them?

Things obtained too easily are often not valued, and instead breed laziness, which is detrimental to their future growth.

He glanced at the still-excited Shi Jingxian and Lin Mochen, thinking that such a favor given just right would make them remember it in their hearts and cultivate even harder.

Gu Changge waved his hand and pushed the teacups in front of the two: "Alright, drink the tea. After drinking, everyone should cultivate for a bit."

The two then withdrew their gazes, picked up their teacups, and took small sips.

As the tea fragrance entered their throats, the spiritual energy that had been restless due to excitement gradually calmed down.

The two also fell into cultivation.

...

In the discussion hall of the Wanfa Pavilion, sandalwood smoke curled upwards. Yun Canghai sat upright in the main seat, his fingers lightly tapping the desk in front of him, his gaze profound.

"I heard that Lie Tianxiong's injuries still have not healed?"

The First Elder standing below bowed and replied, "Yes. I heard that three elders from the Medicine King Valley personally went to the Fentian Palace, but the result was that they were helpless. They said the energy in Lie Tianxiong's body is too bizarre, and they simply cannot expel it."

Yun Canghai raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Oh? Even the people from the Medicine King Valley have no way? This is interesting.

When did such an expert appear in the Xuan Realm, able to beat Lie Tianxiong into such a state and leave behind such peculiar injuries?"

The Second Elder stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Pavilion Master, these past few days, the people of the Fentian Palace have become increasingly presumptuous. They insist that it was our Wanfa Pavilion who made the move, provoking us repeatedly at the border, and even threatening revenge.

We did not indulge them either. We took this opportunity to snatch one of their mineral veins and killed a few Cave Heaven Realm cultivators, considering it a lesson for them."

"Although our Wanfa Pavilion does not fear them,"

Yun Canghai's fingertips paused, his tone taking on a bit of coldness.

"We cannot just carry this scapegoat burden. Being accused for no reason makes our Wanfa Pavilion look despicable in our actions if word gets out."

The Second Elder nodded in agreement.

"What the Pavilion Master says is correct. We have been investigating during this time, but so far, we have not found any new expert appearing in the Xuan Realm. Anyone with such strength should not be so low-key."

"Could it be that the ancestor of another sect took action?"

The Third Elder suddenly spoke up, a trace of speculation flashing in his eyes.

"Among the seven great sects of the Xuan Realm, besides our Wanfa Pavilion, who knows which sect might be hiding a King Realm ancestor.

Take the Qingxuan Sect for example. As far as I know, they previously seemed to have a Heaven and Man Realm peak ancestor named Xuanchenzi.

A hundred years ago, during a crisis in the Qingxuan Sect, he appeared. It is just that his lifespan was nearing its end at that time. If he did not die, maybe he has already broken through to the King Realm now, although this possibility is extremely slim."

Yun Canghai remained silent for a moment, the movement of his fingertips stopping.

"Xuanchenzi... I have not heard this name for quite some years."

He looked up at the First Elder: "First Elder, I must trouble you to personally make a trip to the Qingxuan Sect, the Array Breaking Sect, and other sects to secretly investigate."

"See if they have any unusual movements recently. Remember, you must act carefully and do not expose your identity."

The First Elder cupped his hands and took the order: "Yes, Pavilion Master, your subordinate will get it done right away."

Yun Canghai nodded slightly, his gaze looking out the window, his tone carrying a trace of confidence.

"No matter who is playing tricks behind the scenes, as long as they dare to make waves in the Xuan Realm, they cannot ignore the existence of my Wanfa Pavilion. With my King Realm cultivation, if someone really dares to provoke us, I will definitely make them pay the price!"

And at this moment, far away in the Qingxuan Sect, Gu Changge was sitting upright in the pavilion on Purple Bamboo Peak, playing with a jade pendant in his hand.

His spiritual sense had long since silently enveloped the Myriad Laws Pavilion, allowing him to hear the conversation between Yun Canghai and the elders with absolute clarity.

People from the Burning Heaven Palace were coming, and those from the Myriad Laws Pavilion were on their way as well. Things were truly getting more and more interesting.

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