Mortal: Fairy Song Yu has issued you a task.

Chapter 18 Qi Refining Level 2

The path to immortality requires arduous and continuous practice, but if one has already gained a cheat code, what is the point of continuing to endure hardship?

Lin Jingchu took out a jade bottle, tilted his head back, and swallowed the last three Qingyun Pills in one gulp.

The empty jade bottle was tossed aside and rolled onto the ground covered with messy scraps of paper.

He sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, concentrated, and began to circulate the "Huichuan Technique".

When Qi gathers, the spirit is at peace; when the spirit is guarded, Qi is stable. When this is continuous and subtle, one can break through barriers and find tranquility.

The powerful medicinal properties transformed into refined spiritual energy, flowing along the meridians throughout the body, circulating and cleansing in circles.

When the last major cycle was completed, the invisible barrier that had trapped him for so long finally shattered!

His dantian and qi sea expanded instantly, and his own aura also surged.

The Qi Refining Stage 12 is complete!

Since accepting the long-term mission for the Purple Frost Fruit from Song Yu, he has successively obtained three bottles of Qingyun Pills from the system rewards.

Although the number of pills in the last two bottles decreased sharply, there were still as many as sixty or seventy pills in total.

By taking drugs so heavily, he was able to achieve a breakthrough in less than a month.

Meanwhile, during this period, besides cultivation, he devoted the rest of his time to the deduction and repair of the teleportation array.

However, even though he had studied this type of teleportation array before, repairing it completely was still quite difficult.

From the day I received the formation map, minus the day spent traveling to the Green Footprint Swamp, it has been a total of thirteen days.

He had filled in all the blurry and indistinct parts of the array. However, the blank area became a stumbling block, and it took him a lot of effort to fill in only half of it.

In the past few days, he has visited the library on the main peak many times to consult relevant ancient books. Fortunately, the Luoyun Sect has a history of thousands of years and its heritage is quite diverse. The library contains a vast collection of books. Otherwise, it would have been difficult to repair the array diagram in two months, let alone a month.

Lin Jingchu stood up and glanced at the messy room:

Waste paper was scattered all over the ground, and the table was piled with ancient books and array notes.

"Looks like I'll have to go to the library again. I might as well deliver the Purple Frost Fruit to Song Yu."

Having made up his mind, he summoned the Cloud-Piercing Leaf and flew towards the main peak.

The main peak of Luoyun Sect stands majestically, over three or four thousand feet high, and is surrounded by six extraordinary peaks, including Tianquan, Baifeng, and Yinjian, like stars surrounding the moon.

Starting from the mountainside, the main peak is shrouded in purple spiritual mist, which is the place where the two Nascent Soul stage elders of the sect cultivate in seclusion.

Lin Jingchu's destination was a magnificent cluster of stone palaces located at the foot of the mountain.

He swiftly approached on his magical artifact, finally landing in front of a five-story pavilion constructed of blue stone and dark wood.

The plaque above the pavilion bears three simple and elegant characters: "Library Pavilion".

There were still a few disciples in twos and threes in the square in front of the pavilion.

Lin Jingchu stepped into the pavilion door, which was shrouded in layers of protective magic arrays.

Upon entering, one sees a long table on the right, behind which sits a slender-faced Foundation Establishment stage senior uncle with his eyes closed, meditating.

Before the other party could ask any questions, Lin Jingchu raised his hand and flicked it, sending a low-grade spirit stone and his identity token flying onto the table.

After the senior disciple accepted the identity token and confirmed its authenticity, he put away the spirit stones and tossed back a jade talisman: "With this talisman, you can examine it for one hour. If you wish to make a copy of the contents of the jade slip in the pavilion, bring the jade slip here, and a separate fee will be charged."

Lin Jingchu nodded in understanding, then turned and headed straight for the upper floor of the pavilion with practiced ease.

About 35 minutes later, he emerged from the pavilion with a thoughtful expression on his face, and rode the Cloud-Piercing Leaf back towards White Phoenix Peak.

"Junior Brother Lin? I didn't expect to meet you here."

Lin Jingchu, who was sorting out his thoughts during the flight, frowned slightly upon hearing the sound and turned to look.

Not far to the side and behind, Meng Yao was standing on a flying sword, and walking beside her was a seemingly gentle and refined young Foundation Establishment master.

Lin Jingchu suppressed her slight displeasure and put on a polite expression: "So it's Senior Sister Meng, what a coincidence. May I ask what brings you here?"

Meng Yao glanced quickly at the man beside her, her tone as usual: "Are you planning to give Junior Sister Song some Purple Frost Fruit?"

The gentle man standing nearby frowned slightly upon hearing "Purple Frost Fruit," but quickly regained his composure.

Lin Jingchu replied frankly, "That's right, I'm on my way to Baifeng Peak."

"That's quite a coincidence," Meng Yao said casually. "Junior Sister Song is currently in seclusion, so I'll be taking care of Xiao Yun during this time. Just give me the Purple Frost Fruit directly, so you don't have to make another trip to White Phoenix Peak."

Upon hearing this, Lin Jingchu's face showed some doubt.

Meng Yao chuckled lightly: "Why would I lie to you? Once my junior sister comes out of seclusion in a while, everything will be as usual."

At this moment, the gentle man who had been silent suddenly interjected, "Xiao Yao, who is this junior disciple...? Are you quite familiar with him?"

Seeing her cousin's pretentious act, Meng Yao didn't expose him, but a slight smile appeared on her lips: "This is Junior Brother Lin, who runs errands for Junior Sister Song."

Meng Guanyun feigned sudden realization, then said earnestly, "So it's Junior Nephew Lin. I noticed your aura is a bit unstable; it seems you've just broken through to the twelfth level of Qi Refining? At such a crucial moment, you should be calming your mind and consolidating your cultivation. Why are you busy with such trivial matters?"

He shook his head, his tone still gentle, yet every word laced with sarcasm: "Do you think you have limited talent and a difficult path to follow, so you specialize in these trivial matters of welcoming and seeing off guests?"

Lin Jingchu's previously polite expression faded, and she calmly asked, "Senior Sister Meng, who is this?"

"This is my cousin, Meng Guanyun," Meng Yao said with a smile, trying to smooth things over. "He's just outspoken and doesn't mean any harm, so please don't take it to heart, Junior Brother Lin."

"What a fine example of 'straightforwardness'." Lin Jingchu sneered inwardly. This was clearly a deliberate attempt to humiliate him by taking advantage of his status and cultivation level.

However, arguing with the other party here would only make you look ridiculous and serve no purpose.

He gently touched the storage bag at his waist, and a wooden box appeared in his hand.

"Since Senior Sister Meng puts it that way, then I'll have to trouble you." After saying that, he handed the wooden box to Meng Yao. Just as he expected, the system panel did not indicate that the task was completed.

Having been humiliated and having their mission interrupted, they were even less inclined to waste time here.

He then bowed slightly to Meng Guanyun and said indifferently, "Uncle-Master Meng, I have other matters to attend to and will take my leave first."

After saying that, he turned around and was about to fly towards Tianquan Peak.

However, Meng Guanyun frowned slightly upon seeing his reaction.

He had thought that his taunting remark would at least make the other person blush and feel embarrassed, if not dare to refute it. But instead, it felt like punching cotton; a sense of displeasure washed over him, and he spoke again:

"If your talent is mediocre, you should be even more aware of your place. Stop thinking about crooked ways to curry favor and flatter. I heard you have some minor talent in formations? Then just be a good external affairs disciple, do your best for the sect, and you might be able to earn a future."

This almost blatant reprimand and denigration, delivered with a deliberately raised voice, immediately drew the attention of passing disciples.