Night without Borders

Chapter 593 Unprecedented
In the dead of night, in the Black and White Mountains, the fire spring gurgles, and a light drizzle falls. The fiery glow and the rain intertwine, weaving a hazy veil that casts a warm, misty red hue over the trees.

Qin Ming strolled in the rain, heading towards the edge of the mountains.

Suddenly, he stopped, glanced at the president behind him, took out a yellow parasol, and gestured for her to come over.

The president's silver hair gleamed in the night, and his fair, jade-like face was slightly furrowed. The two of them were about to share an umbrella.

Although she has just recovered and her life story is still in its early stages, she feels that getting so close is somewhat inappropriate.

A light rain was falling. The president walked slowly forward, his eyebrows like distant mountains, his dark eyes deep and unfathomable, silently observing the situation.

Qin Ming handed her the umbrella, then turned away.

The guild leader was surprised. Was this an umbrella specially given to her? But as a cultivator, what was a little wind and rain? It couldn't get close to her at all.

Then a thought crossed her mind: was this so-called "master" trying to ease tensions? Was he trying to appear approachable and even a little gentle?

Her lips curled slightly, forming a faint smile.

Qin Ming paused slightly and said, "Keep up, the rain is falling on me."

The president's perfect smile suddenly froze, and the curve of her bright red lips disappeared. Was she being asked to hold the umbrella and shield the figure in front of her from the rain?

The rain drizzled down, the grass and trees were fresh and clean. The president took the yellow parasol, her beautiful face expressionless, and silently followed the figure in front of her.

"Hmm?" Suddenly, she sensed something; her physical instincts told her that this was a... treasure that had been covered in dust!

Her eyes, as clear as autumn water, rippled.

It was only a short walk, but the president's heart was already rippled several times.

As a grandmaster, how could Qin Ming possibly need someone to hold an umbrella for him to shield him from the rain? Right now, he is immune to external afflictions, immaculate, and exudes an ethereal, otherworldly aura.

He was merely looking for an excuse to temporarily send out the yellow parasol.

He didn't believe that someone like the chairman would willingly humble himself.

A great figure who can rise to prominence in the bloody and chaotic ancient times, and whose true form can be resurrected and return in later generations, is no easy person.

A true man lives between heaven and earth; how can he remain subservient to others for long?
Therefore, Qin Ming had no choice but to be on guard.

The president's biggest weakness right now is that his consciousness has just been revived and is not yet resilient enough. At this stage, the yellow umbrella is his biggest nemesis.

Qin Ming put his hands behind his back, without turning around, and said, "Although your spiritual light has the pure yang attribute, it is still like a rare flower just beginning to bloom, and needs protection. This umbrella is very suitable for you, so carry it with you."

He had already secretly communicated with Xiao Huang and made a serious statement.

If the situation changes, the yellow parasol can immediately take her away.

"Is this a priceless treasure?" the guild leader asked in a deep voice.

The rain was pouring down. Qin Ming nodded slightly and said, "Yes, I'll lend it to you temporarily as your protector."

Although the president has only recently awakened, he is by no means an innocent and naive person. A great figure who has fought his way out of the cruel environment of ancient times is no simple character.

She sensed something was amiss and didn't say anything, only nodding.

After all, she herself did not trust Qin Ming, so why should she care and expect him to completely trust her?
Qin Ming felt that having someone watching over him at all times was the best motivation, urging him to be courageous and diligent, and to keep forging ahead.

Night had fallen, and the small courtyard with its blue bricks was shrouded in rain, with only its hazy outline visible.

Under the same roof, the president was poised and elegant, and did not feel anything was amiss. She borrowed pen and ink from Qin Ming, seemingly on instinct, wanting to gain enlightenment in the process of writing scriptures.

Soon, a faint spiritual aura rose from the paper she was writing on, as if she had stepped into an unfathomable realm.

Qin Ming glanced at it and then turned away. Although he was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, the president's handwriting alone was far superior to his.

Before Qin Ming entered meditation, he kindly said, "You still have injuries, so focus on healing first. There's no need to rush into practicing. Let's start the countdown tomorrow; I'll give you three days, that way you'll have more time."

The president nodded and said, "This scripture is indeed extraordinary. It seems that one must have a high physical constitution to reach a high level of mastery."

She decided to get her body into peak condition first, and then try to overcome the major hurdle.

The next day, as night fell, Qin Ming noticed that her brows were slightly furrowed, and she had already used up a stack of papers, filled with spirited handwriting.

"How is it?" Qin Ming asked.

The president responded, "It's alright, but this scripture is a bit difficult."

Upon hearing this, Qin Ming smiled faintly.

He secretly informed Huang Luogai that he was going out to visit friends and asked it to keep an eye out.

Before leaving, Qin Ming looked at the president and said, "Take your time to comprehend it, don't rush it, there's still plenty of time."

If he were to travel far away, he would naturally need to sort out all sorts of things in advance.

The snow-white conch shell glowed, and Qin Ming, sensing this, held it to his ear to listen. Bai Meng's voice came from inside.

"Brother Ming, you're back safely? That's great! The Immortal Realm is about to close; for now, we can only leave, not enter."

Whether in the heavens or on the ground, all the old monsters of the seventh realm believed that the area was very likely a large-scale experimental field.

The great figures of antiquity seemed to be studying something there.

If the strongest being were to abandon that territory, it wouldn't be a big deal.

The concern is that some experiments are still ongoing, and if people from Yujing keep pouring in, it might cause some inexplicable disaster.

The Supreme Bloodbath had just ended, and in the short term, Yujing did not want to start another war with a powerful system.

Qin Ming said, "It's fine to shut it down."

He felt that the things studied by the strongest people in ancient times mostly involved immortality, bloodshed, and longevity, which were absolutely terrifying forbidden areas that outsiders were not allowed to interfere with.

If a group of "little bugs" were discovered to have infiltrated the experimental field, and the person felt offended, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"It's a pity for generation after generation." Qin Ming said with some emotion.

Throughout history, many supreme Daoist temples have been buried in the long river of time, and all the peerless powerhouses of various eras have turned to dust. Those who were extremely brilliant could not escape the chasm of lifespan and eventually vanished into nothingness.

Even the mighty Insect Emperor of the Strange Insect Alliance, the old leader of the Rebirth Puppet Organization, could not obtain it and remains deeply entangled in it to this day.

Bai Meng said, "Brother Ming, I'll find you for a drink later. We'll be going back to Taixu for seclusion soon."

He was overjoyed. Although the curse on him was still recurring, he saw hope for a complete solution and decided to go into seclusion to improve himself.

Meanwhile, Qin Ming's outstanding performance in the Barbarian Immortal Realm really spurred Tang Yushang, who wanted to break free of her shackles and rise rapidly.

Qin Ming thought for a moment and said, "I'm about to go out and will be passing through Dayu. Let's have a small gathering in its capital, Chongxiao City, to see you off."

Bai Meng readily agreed, saying, "Alright, we happen to be right here. I'll call Lord Pei and Princess Yao later."

Qin Ming silently entered the night sky, making a point of checking the place where the blood kite lingered, but didn't dare approach. After all, even Cao Qianqiu, who was at the sixth realm, had fallen thirteen times in one night because he didn't believe in evil and angered that part of the night sky.

Qin Ming even wondered if Liu Mo had really gone far away, or if he was still in the depths of the night.

His sleeves fluttered as he rode the wind.

Until they reached a secluded place, they placed their physical body into a tattered cloth, preparing for a spiritual journey.

With his current Grandmaster-level strength, he could already travel as brilliantly as the sun in the sky if he were to travel normally.

Qin Ming would not be so high-profile. His mixed pure Yang consciousness adhered to the tattered cloth, and the blazing light quickly extinguished.

Then, he vanished in an instant, disappearing into the horizon.

Fifteen thousand miles away, within the territory of Dayu, at the Six Imperial Ancestral Court, Qin Ming arrived silently.

Hundreds of miles away, he traveled in his physical body, revealing his presence, and approached the Taoist temple where spiritual light flickered in the night and dragon veins stretched across the land.

Not long after, Qin Ming arrived at the gate of the Six Imperial Ancestral Temple.

The celestial mist surged, and the mountain peaks, like dragon heads, broke through the earth and extended into the sky. There were also super hot springs flowing, making this place of practice extremely magnificent.

Qin Ming was no stranger to this place; he had even cultivated here for a period of time.

Returning to this place, he was filled with emotion. Six years had passed in the blink of an eye, and many familiar faces appeared before his eyes.

"I wonder where Senior Brother Lu Zizai is traveling to now."

Qin Ming walked up the steps toward the grand mountain gate.

The arrival of the prominent young figures on Xinsheng Road immediately alarmed many people in the Six Imperial Ancestral Temples.

When Qin Ming arrived, he was not waited outside and was directly welcomed inside.

As he passed by, he couldn't help but look up and saw a golden forest.

Looking back, he and a group of naive teenagers once stayed here for a short time in order to participate in the assessment and join the ancestral temple on Xinsheng Road. It all seems like yesterday.

Looking at the woodland, Qin Ming thought of Cao Wuji. The young genius of yesteryear should now be receiving special training from the Six Imperial Ancestral Court, right?

It's a pity about Zhuoya. She was not only a top-tier superhuman, but also had extremely high talent in the esoteric path. She wanted to pursue both paths simultaneously, but in the end, she died on the Plain of Divine Desolation.

At that time, they had a very good relationship.

Qin Ming sighed softly. In one's life, at different times, one will meet all kinds of different people. Some friends are destined to be like shooting stars that flash by and disappear in an instant.

"A hero emerges from among the young." Zhou Shize personally greeted him, his hair and beard all light gold, like a lion. He was the grand-disciple of the Six Imperial Ancestors.

Given his status, even when Cui Changsheng came to deliver gifts and pay him a personal visit, he would simply wait quietly in the main hall and never come out.

As for Qin Ming at that time, needless to say, he could only come into contact with Zhou Tao, a descendant of Zhou Shize, who had led a group of teenagers to the edge of the Divine Desolation Plain for training and trials.

"Greetings, senior." Qin Ming bowed.

Zhou Shize caught him, then looked surprised and said, "You've broken through to... the fourth realm?!"

By the end, his voice had risen.

Qin Ming nodded. It was time to show his strength. His true form had broken through to the Grandmaster realm, and it was no big deal to publicly declare that he stood at the fourth realm—the Heart Lamp.

Qin Ming felt that he deserved this honor, and if any ignorant person came to investigate or target him, he wouldn't hesitate to slap them to death.

For a moment, the scene fell silent. Everyone who came to greet them, whether they were senior figures or young core disciples, was deeply shocked.

"To have reached the fourth realm at the age of twenty-two is something that no patriarch of all generations could achieve."

"This is a record never before seen on my path to rebirth; the youngest fourth-realm master has been born!"

Some old men, almost bald, gathered around, very excited, their expressions incredibly complex. What a prodigy! He was too extraordinary.

It should be noted that even old guys like them are mostly only at the fourth level.

"Surpassing the patriarch, and practicing Chaos Energy at that, truly remarkable!"

Everyone looked at him with strange, burning eyes. If such a young prodigy didn't fall halfway through his journey, what heights would he reach in the future?
Putting everything else aside, just looking at the present, Qin Ming's attack power is probably unmatched in the same field.

After all, two years ago, before he even broke through the Great Barrier, he was able to defeat Cui Chonghe, who was in the fourth realm and was one of the most famous immortals on the Immortal Path.

“You are a pioneer born specifically for my new system,” Zhou Shize said, his eyes shining as he carefully stared at the young man before him.

"You flatter me, senior," Qin Ming said modestly.

He knew that the Six Imperial Ancestral Temples were surrounded by numerous hills, and it was not advisable to get too involved.

Zhou Shize said, "At your current cultivation speed, you are expected to reach the Grandmaster realm in another twenty years. If so, you will be no slower than other prodigies. Considering the difficulty of cultivation in our system, with your achievements, you are qualified to compete for the position of Saint in the heavens."

"Becoming a Grandmaster at forty years old is like a myth for us newcomers!"

A group of old men were so excited they almost shouted.

Zhou Shize said, "If there is a special opportunity, it is not impossible to be in one's thirties." He had mixed feelings, thinking back to when he entered the fourth realm. As for the Grandmaster realm, he had only just stepped into it two years ago.

His age is well over 100, to be precise, over 150.

Even so, within the new generation, he still belongs to the "young and middle-aged" group.

"To have the potential to become a grandmaster in one's thirties...wouldn't that be unprecedented?!"

Qin Ming smiled and said, "Seniors, we are all acquaintances, so please don't flatter me too much."

A group of people led him into a palace built of lapis lazuli, where the high-ranking officials of the Six Emperors met with distinguished guests.

Qin Ming, at the age of twenty-two, breaking through to the fourth realm and setting foot in this place, was quite a major event. This news caused a huge sensation in the dojo, and many people rushed over to watch him from afar.

Within the giant palace, the Sixth Imperial Ancestor appeared. He was Lu Yu's youngest disciple and the standard-bearer under the patriarch. Currently, he was at the Grandmaster level and in his prime.

Qin Ming had long heard of the young ancestor's name. In the past, this person was like a celestial dragon in the clouds, mysterious and distant to him.

Today, the young master actually came to see him in person.

Back then, many young people who came to the Six Imperial Ancestral Court for the first time witnessed the young ancestor's training ground. The plants and trees that were imbued with his Daoist aura all turned into a golden color.

Several years ago, Qin Ming had heard that this person had the bearing of a patriarch.

Now he naturally understands that the reason why the Daoist rhyme can change the grassy landscape is because of contact with fragments of order. If nothing unexpected happens, this person will surely become an ancestor.

The young master seems to have experienced a rejuvenation phenomenon, and he doesn't look old at all. He looks to be in his thirties or forties, and he has more vitality than his supposedly old and decrepit senior brothers.

His light blond hair had turned mostly black.

"Greetings, Young Ancestor." Qin Ming greeted him.

"No need to stand on ceremony." The young master stopped him, nodding repeatedly, and then waved his hand, dismissing the others.

He continued, "As expected of someone who values ​​freedom."

Upon hearing this, Qin Ming immediately asked, "I was just about to ask you, senior, where is Senior Brother Lu currently traveling?"

The young master shook his head and said, "I don't know where he went either, there's been no news of him since. However, before he left, he said that you would come to my door in a few years or ten years, and he left me a wooden box."

Qin Ming was surprised. Had Lu Zizai predicted his cultivation progress in advance?

This time, he came to the ancestral temple of the Six Emperors to borrow the Six Emperors' True Scripture.

The young master handed Qin Ming a wooden box and said, "This is what he left behind before he left."

His words were brief, and he got up and left after delivering the item.

The wooden box was sealed, but Qin Ming broke it open with a little effort, and Lu Zizai's phantom image dissipated as a rain of light.

The so-called seal is just for show, mainly to ensure that it is not corroded by ants, insects, water, fire, etc.

Qin Ming discovered that there were two scriptures inside.

One book was the "Six Imperial Heart Sutra," and the other was the "Strategy of Intercepting Heaven." These two great scriptures were actually placed together, which was what Lu Zizai left for him.

Qin Ming was lost in thought. This time, he didn't even need to explain his purpose for visiting; Lu Zizai had already prepared everything for him in advance.

"Senior Brother Lu once guessed that I might break through to the Grandmaster realm within a few years. You truly deserve to be someone who once stepped into the supreme realm."

Qin Ming solemnly put away the two books. These were not the originals, but were personally written by Lu Zizai. He could take them with him.

When he stepped out of the giant palace, he found a huge crowd of people, men, women, young and old, all there to see him, the newcomer who had reached the fourth realm at the age of twenty-two.

"So young. Will I be able to reach his level when I'm forty?"

"A peerless genius! He has only cultivated for six years, which, strictly speaking, is faster than many immortal and divine beings in breaking through their cultivation levels!"

Qin Ming saw Cao Wuji, an acquaintance, and went over to greet him.

"Qin Ming, you still remember me." Cao Wuji was very excited and rushed over.

Qin Ming said with a smile, "It's only been a few years, how could I forget? Are you trying to insult me?"

Cao Wuji quickly shook his head and said, "That's not what I meant. Sigh, we're the same age, and we were both extraordinary people back then, but now there's a huge gap between us in terms of cultivation level."

Qin Ming said, "No rush. The path to new life is about accumulating knowledge and experience before unleashing it."

"Is it appropriate for you to say that?" Cao Wuji didn't want to talk to him anymore.

Qin Ming thought for a moment and secretly passed on to him a mantra for tempering the physical body, which combined the essence of the Diamond Sutra and the Ultimate Golden Body, and could help him hone his bones and muscles and break through the major barrier as soon as possible.

An unexpected person appeared. Cui Chongxuan walked over and whispered, "Brother."

Qin Ming put his arm around his shoulder and said, "No matter what happens between me and the Cui family, we grew up together and will always be brothers."

"Yes!" Cui Chongxuan nodded vigorously. Several years had passed, and he had shed his immaturity and was now a tall young man.

Regardless, since Qin Ming had a conflict with the Cui family and had crippled Cui Chonghe, Cui Chongxuan was still able to come over and call him "brother," so Qin Ming wouldn't reject him and even passed on a mantra to him.

Unable to refuse the hospitality, Qin Ming was persuaded by acquaintances and some older figures to stay for lunch before finally taking his leave in the afternoon.

At this moment, the president was somewhat lost in thought in the small courtyard with blue bricks. Many papers imbued with spiritual energy floated around her. She frowned slightly and said, "It is a profound cultivation technique, and it is indeed quite difficult."

In the evening, Qin Ming arrived at Chongxiao City, the capital of the Great Yu Dynasty.

The president, who stayed up until evening, frowned deeply and changed her words, saying, "This cultivation technique... is very difficult."

However, she remained confident and buried herself in her research once again.

Along the banks of the Shuyu River, silver willows sway and wisteria blossoms fill the air with fragrance. In a garden-style building on the riverbank, a group of acquaintances are having a small gathering.

Bai Meng raised his cup and said, "Everyone, I don't know when we will meet again. Maybe it will be in a few months, or maybe it will be many years. I, Bai Meng, will not leave Taixu until the curse is broken and the great barrier is overcome!"

"I want to break through the barrier too." Tang Yushang moistened her red lips with the fine wine in the luminous cup, her stunningly beautiful face smiling slightly, making her radiant and incomparably gorgeous.

“Your cultivation has progressed fast enough,” Pei Gong sighed, leaving him feeling utterly ashamed.

Bai Meng said, "My sister has a very strong opponent. She needs to break through her limits and reach a higher level, otherwise..."

Yao Ruoxian laughed and said, "Your sister's opponent isn't Qin Ming, is it?"

Tang Yushang raised her glass with composure, slightly tilted her chin, and said, "Once I break through two shackles, all my so-called opponents will be easily... controlled."

The group remained silent. It was the first time that Pei Gong, Yao Ruoxian, and Cheng Sheng had ever seen her boast in such a haughty manner.

Qin Ming walked over, clinked glasses with her, and whispered, "Before we leave, shall we spar a bit at the same cultivation level? To keep as a memento."

"I never said your opponent was you!" Tang Yushang would never give anyone a chance to bully her. In her heart, she was calculating: When I tear off all the shackles and stand shoulder to shoulder with my ancestors, then... hehehe!

"Princess, how's the matter I asked you about?" Qin Ming asked.

Yao Ruoxian shook her head and said, "The dream silk spit out by the dream insects does not exist in this land at all. Even if you exchange it for rare gold, no one can produce it."

Qin Ming frowned. This time, he was going on a long journey, and his primary task was to rescue Xiang Yiwu and Xiao Wu.

Perhaps the Black Lotus of Reincarnation is a great opportunity for those two, and there's no need to pull them out.

However, Qin Ming still had to make preparations and prepare escape items for them, as it was rumored that only the silk spun by the Dream Insects could fish people out of the Black Lotus of Reincarnation.

If he really couldn't find it, then Qin Ming wanted to try using his own golden thread.

He asked, "Is there any news from the heavens?"

Yao Ruoxian shook her head and said, "A few days ago, your disciple Su Mohua sent word that the Su family had secretly searched all winter but had not found any clues."

"Then forget it." Qin Ming knew that the fifth-ranked strange insect in the world had no trace in the Jade Capital camp.

That evening, a piece of news began to circulate.

Qin Ming, a student on the path of rebirth, was only in his early twenties when he broke through to the fourth realm.

This clearly caused a huge uproar in Yezhou.

Because locals all know how valuable this is.

"The new system has never had such a young fourth-realm expert before!"

Many people in esoteric Buddhism and the path to immortality find it like a fantasy, as it's such a difficult path, yet someone can travel faster than those born of immortals or gods.

"Qin Ming has surpassed all the patriarchs of the New Life Path!"

Once this news came out, people in other areas outside Yezhou also understood how terrifying this "achievement" was, and how a peerless genius was rising fiercely.

Because, in the Supreme Blood Battle, during the great battle against external forces, the old men of the New Life Path achieved a terrifying record, and Lu Yu was suspected of having mastered the Seven Defense Forces.

And that sage was even more awe-inspiring, shaking heaven and earth.

Now there is a young man who has surpassed all his ancestors. How great will his achievements be in the future, and how high will he go?
That night, the people in the heavens also received the news.

"Wasn't it said that no one in the new system could cultivate this fast?"

"Someone within the Six Imperial Ancestral Court has confirmed that Qin Ming did indeed break through to the fourth realm using a pure new path!"

"Hiss, is this the second sage? No, he might surpass that mysterious sage in the future!"

Even some of the old hilltops in the sky have people discussing this matter.

In the Lu family, where the Celestial Venerable resides, an elder asked, "Hmm, Jingli, how are things going with Qin Ming? Did you try to salvage the relationship? You should hurry up and get closer to him."

Within the Huang family, some people are also talking about this.

"To reach the fourth realm with Chaotic Force at such a young age is quite remarkable. I believe it's worth it, even if it means using the eldest daughter to win her over."

"Yes, have someone make contact with Qin Ming in the next two days."

Inside the Cui family compound in Yezhou, all was quiet.

After a long while, Cui Chongxiao said, "How is that possible? He didn't rely on the Immortal Path, but simply used the method of the New Life Path to break through the barrier?"

……

Qin Ming stayed in Chongxiao City for one night. The next day, he hesitated, wondering whether he should pay a visit to the Yuqing Sect.
For now, the scriptures he has obtained from the New Life Road Town are sufficient to support his cultivation for a long time.

If he frequently visits the temples of various religious patriarchs, it will easily arouse suspicion among those with ulterior motives.

"No rush, let's take another look." On this "early morning," Qin Ming and a group of acquaintances saw off Tang Yushang and Bai Meng.

"Brother Ming, come on, let's give each other one last hug. I really don't know when we'll see each other again," Bai Meng said.

Then, he turned his head and said, "Sis, come on."

A group of people were speechless. Was this said for his sister?

……

In the end, Qin Ming watched them disappear into the vast night, not worried about their safety, because he had a peerless grandmaster with him.

The savage giant elephant has been rescued from the Savage Immortal Realm.

That "early morning," the president sat silently at the stone table in the courtyard. After a long while, he said, "This cultivation method... there must be something wrong with it."

"No, it's the same true scripture, not a single word different. Qin Ming has mastered it," Huang Luogai said leisurely.

"Really? Let me study it some more!" The president was proud but still unwilling to give up, and buried himself in his research again.

At noon, she stood with her hands behind her back, looked up at the sky, and remained silent.

In the evening, Qin Ming returned and greeted the guild leader, who was gazing at the sky, asking, "How's your training going?"

(End of this chapter)