Immortals of the End Times

Chapter 85: Ten Dragons Playing with Phoenixes, Nine Revolutions of Primordial Chaos (Bonus Chapter for Alliance Leader, Holy Immortal Qitian)

The sudden, fierce counterattack of the chilling aura was like ten dragons whipping their tails, instantly attacking through the gold and silver threads.

This caused the gold and silver threads to instantly freeze into a layer of frost.

It froze Zhao Wuji's ten fingers onto the string, forcing him to quickly mobilize the yang energy within the yang pearl, channeling it into the ten golden and silver threads, instantly injecting it into the ten golden needles in front of him.

In an instant, the ten golden needles shone brightly, like the morning sun, their tips bursting with the light of dawn.

"Zheng——"

Zhao Wuji plucked the strings with his ten fingers, swiftly employing the Ten Dragons Playing with Phoenix technique from the "Suspended Pot Golden Needle Skill".

The gold and silver threads at the ends of the needles intertwined, drawing phoenix patterns in the air and containing strange, resonant sound waves, like the roar of a dragon and the cry of a phoenix, echoing between the ten gold needles.

Each tremor dispels the frost, causing the cold air to dissipate.

The golden needles trembled incessantly, transforming the injected yang energy into a sky full of golden clouds that entered the jade back and dispersed into Hua Qingshuang's limbs and bones.

"Uh"

Hua Qingshuang let out a muffled groan, her fair skin revealing the vibrant color of a begonia. Beads of sweat rolled down her spine like morning dew, and the icy mist around her condensed into the image of a lotus flower blooming and fading.

The surging, icy energy slowly settled down, and the Yin Pearl, like a whale sucking in water, devoured the cold poison.

He breathed a sigh of relief as he watched Hua Qingshuang's breathing stabilize and even gradually strengthen; it seemed she had overcome the ordeal.

However, he did not completely remove the needles, and continued to use the method of suspending the needles with gold and silver threads to absorb the cold energy.

After all, only fifty strands of yang energy have been invested, and now some yin energy needs to be withdrawn as interest.

Fortunately, with his current apparent Qi Refining Level 2 strength, he can absorb more Yin Qi without arousing suspicion.

After a short while, a powerful aura suddenly erupted from Hua Qingshuang's body, causing the three rings of lamps to shatter and the surrounding windows to shake violently.

The gold needles and silver threads flew off and landed on Zhao Wuji like a tangled mess, turning him into a "golden hedgehog".

"Breakthrough! Qi Refining Level 10!"

Zhao Wuji hurriedly tore off the many gold and silver threads from his body and looked ahead with some surprise.

Just then, Hua Qingshuang's half-draped robe fell completely to the ground, her jade-like back stretching out like a snowfield after the rain, revealing a crescent moon-like arc beneath the purple gauze.

Zhao Wuji glared at him, then quickly looked down at his nose and said self-consciously, "Ahem, Peak Master, your divine skill has been perfected! I'll excuse myself now."

Hua Qingshuang remained silent, sitting with her back to him, her figure as sculpted as jade in frost, with only her slightly undulating shoulder line revealing a hint of vitality.

Zhao Wuji immediately took a step to leave, but suddenly heard Hua Qingshuang's clear and cold voice, which was unusually tinged with a hint of weariness, yet also revealed a touch of joy like the first rays of sunlight after a snowfall.

"This went relatively smoothly. Thank you for your hard work this time."

Zhao Wuji paused, bowed, and said, "It's good that Peak Master has broken through. My fatigue is nothing."

The Xuanbing robe rustled softly as Hua Qingshuang gently pulled it on, saying, "Come, help me to the warm jade bed in front, then I can go."

Zhao Wuji was taken aback. He had broken through to the next level, yet he was still unable to move?

He had to step forward to touch Hua Qingshuang's arm, and it felt as if he had touched a piece of ice. The touch was slightly stiff, but he could feel the powerful spiritual energy flowing through her body and the suppressed cold poison.

Suddenly it dawned on him: no wonder the peak master couldn't move after his breakthrough; an ordinary person would have been frozen solid.

"The cold poison is still a troublesome accumulation. It seems that I will have to use the family's 'Nine Yang Crossing Calamity Needle' to slowly clear it away in the future."

Zhao Wuji thought to himself, then said, "Peak Master, I apologize."

He gently supported the body by the elbow, but suddenly felt the body in his palm sink; it turned out that the legs had been frozen numb.
Hua Qingshuang tilted her head slightly, her cold eyes glancing at Zhao Wuji's clear, mirror-like eyes, then sweeping over his carefully measured fingers.

In the end, it turned into a barely audible sigh, followed by a slight nod, which was considered as permission.

Zhao Wuji then picked her up by the waist and carried her to the warm jade bed, where she lay down horizontally.

A purple veil brushed against his face like a hazy mist, which was an eyesore, so he carefully straightened his clothes.

Hua Qingshuang unconsciously gripped the corner of his sleeve with her fingertips, feeling as if she had just embraced a warm fire in the snow, which made her cold body feel very comfortable.

Seeing Zhao Wuji carefully dressing her, her cold gaze softened slightly.

She wasn't mistaken about this person.

"Peak Master, your 'Six Revolutions Profound Ice Technique' has so many drawbacks to cultivate, and there are dangers even during breakthroughs."

Zhao Wuji finally couldn't help but ask, "Why do you still need to cultivate?"

Hua Qingshuang was taken aback, her eyes suddenly becoming like mist shrouding a cold river, and a self-deprecating smile appeared on her lips. "The Six Revolutions Profound Ice Technique is one of the three great sect-protecting techniques of the Cave Heaven. Only the peak master can cultivate it. If I don't cultivate this technique, do I have a better choice?"

She sighed and smiled again, "Yes, there is indeed something better, namely the Nine Revolutions Primordial Scripture, which only the Cave Master can cultivate. Unfortunately, it is not something I can access for the time being."

Now it was Zhao Wuji's turn to be stunned.

He realized that his words were tantamount to asking, "Why don't they eat cake?" or, more accurately, like asking a woodcutter in the mountains:

"Since we know that the hatchet is easy to blunt, why not replace it with a golden axe?"

He possessed the Guiding Technique from the Seventy-Two Earthly Fiend Techniques. By continuously cultivating and improving the Guiding Technique, he could surpass any other cultivation method. Naturally, he felt that other methods were inferior.

However, techniques like the "Six Revolutions Profound Ice Technique," which can cultivate extremely powerful ice spiritual energy and have a complete subsequent cultivation system, are opportunities that many people dream of in this Dharma-ending Age.

"Don't worry, once I break through to the Nascent Soul stage, I will be a candidate for Cave Master."

Hua Qingshuang said, "The Frost Flower of the Profound Ice Technique, the Fire Feather of the Blazing Sun Technique, and the Flowing Cloud Technique of the Flying Cloud Technique, when combined, are all within my grasp, and can form the true Great Dao of the Nine Revolutions Primordial Chaos!"

As she uttered the last four words, her icy eyes blazed like blue flames as she looked at Zhao Wuji and said, "But as I said last time..."

When Zhao Wuji met the gaze directed at him, their eyes met, and they both understood each other without saying a word.

Yes, just as I said last time.

The cave master was clearly no pushover either.

Will you provide the "Nine Revolutions Primordial Chaos Technique"?

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He didn't say anything more, bowed, and left the sleeping quarters. In his heart, he thought that it was better to wait for the "Nine Revolutions Primordial Art" than to become the peak master.

It would be better to help him regulate his breathing and resolve the drawbacks of the "Six Revolutions Profound Ice Technique" once he has mastered the guiding techniques. However, that would have to wait until he is strong enough, his relationship with the peak master is solid enough, and there is a suitable opportunity.

The wind chimes on the eaves tinkled softly. He stood with his hands behind his back under the eaves, waiting for a moment longer to protect Master Huafeng.

To prevent the peak master from being unable to move at this moment.

If some wicked person were to harbor malicious intentions, that would be troublesome.

After all, the "Dragon Knight Calamity" from those melodramatic stories from before my transmigration is something we must guard against. It's better to be prepared for a thousand nights of hardship than to miss a single moment.

He only left when he sensed a change in the atmosphere within the bedchamber.

Inside the bedchamber, Hua Qingshuang had already sat up, her powerful spiritual energy flowing through her body, caressing the still-warm jade bedside.

Sensing that Zhao Wuji's presence had completely vanished at the doorway, a gentle smile involuntarily appeared on her cold lips.

"It's here! It's here!"

After returning to his cave, Zhao Wuji examined his inner sea of ​​consciousness—

Two dark beads, like black jade, floated in the air.

A new 1,300 wisps of cold mist lingered.

The total yin energy of the two yin beads has reached 4154 strands.

Compared to the input of fifty strands of yang energy
This business is more profitable than robbery, murder, and theft!
"Sir, you're back!"

At this moment, Xiaoyue, rubbing her sleepy eyes, came out of the room, her nightgown neckline askew, revealing half of her white arm.

"How come I suddenly fell asleep as soon as you told me to close my eyes?"

Upon seeing Zhao Wuji, a blush spread from her cheeks to the tips of her ears, making her look like a cat caught stealing fish. Her eyes darted around, and she hurriedly ran to the alchemy room next door.

"Ah, I just remembered I haven't finished organizing the medicinal herbs. I'll go organize them now."

"This girl"

Zhao Wuji chuckled and shook his head, then turned and went inside. He poured a pot of imperial wine and began to sip it while cultivating.

One after another, half a jar of imperial wine was consumed, followed by the use of a sobering stone to help the wine sober up.

The entire room reeked of alcohol, and Zhao Wuji's Azure Cloud Spiritual Talent barely managed to rise to the Golden Light level, thus improving his cultivation efficiency.

However, with such cultivation, one needs to drink half a jar of imperial wine every day, almost turning into a wine immortal.

"Golden radiance spiritual energy, combined with proper guidance, allows one to condense an additional strand of spiritual power each day."

"At this rate, I will be able to break through to the fifth level of Qi Refining in half a year. By then, I will have almost finished drinking all the 100 jars of imperial wine."

Zhao Wuji pondered, recalling Hua Qingshuang's earlier warning, and suddenly threw the wine jar, letting it arc through the air before gently landing in the corner of the wall.

"One must cultivate one's character."

"The Seventy-Two Earthly Fiend Techniques must be advanced simultaneously!"

Even minor techniques like the art of flying need to utilize the spiritual energy within the cave to quickly improve one's cultivation level.

According to the Peak Master, once the battle of wits in Yunfeng Cave breaks down, there will be immediate turmoil, and even the higher-ups will be in danger, while the lower-ups will likely face even greater difficulties.

When the nest is overturned, no egg remains intact.

The following day, news of Zhao Wuji, a newly arrived disciple of Cold Moon Peak, defeating three blue-robed disciples of Crimson Flame Peak spread like wildfire throughout the cave.

The news even reached the ears of Emperor Zhaoming of the Xuan Kingdom's royal family.

Zhang Zhaoming had no idea that just a few days after he had rewarded Zhao Wuji, this junior brother Zhao would once again cause a major incident and rise to fame in the cave.

He immediately bestowed upon Zhao Wuji the honorary title of "Divine Physician," placed him at the head of the Imperial Medical Academy, doubled his salary, and granted him a purple-gold fish-shaped pouch.

In addition, there was double good news. Elder Shen reported Zhao Wuji's merit in killing the evil cultivators of the White Bone Cult to the Cave Heaven, and he was rewarded with three Source Crystals and three hundred minor merits.

At this very moment, Zhao Wuji, the Cold Moon Sword Cultivator, was being hotly discussed by the many disciples in green and blue robes. He was standing before the jade steps of the Scripture Pavilion, listening to the round-faced, bulbous-nosed Deacon Hu nodding his head in agreement.
"The lower three floors of the Scripture Pavilion are filled with ancient books collected from outside. Although they are ordinary books, they record some secrets of cultivation, anecdotes of extraordinary people, and strange beasts and objects from past dynasties, which can broaden one's knowledge."

"This is a three-story building."

"Most of them are precious ancient books, including alchemical formulas from the Qin and Han dynasties, as well as travelogues and notes from cultivators of previous dynasties. You never know which one might contain the secret."

Deacon Hu suddenly lowered his voice:
"Twenty years ago, I found a fragment of the 'True Explanation of Thunder Control'! Hehe, otherwise how do you think I became a steward? It's all thanks to him."

Deacon Hu stroked his beard and pointed to the flowing light on the dome:
"As for the upper three levels, those are the jade slips containing various techniques and cultivation methods of the grotto heaven."

As a true disciple, you may only browse within it and are not allowed to lend out the jade slips.

However, ancient books can still be borrowed; one hundred minor merits can buy one book for one month of reading.

"One hundred small merits only get you one book? That's so expensive."

Zhao Wuji muttered to himself, thinking that it seemed that Peak Master Hua had already given him valuable techniques before he joined the cave, which could be considered as giving him special instruction.

He still took out his true teaching badge and went to the lower and middle classes to read some books.

In a few days, the peak master will go down the mountain to engage in magical battles.

He planned to take advantage of this time to thoroughly learn about the cultivation world.

Zhao Wuji's figure passed through the formation and entered the Scripture Pavilion. He stepped into the nanmu wood bookshelves, his fingertips brushing over "The Record of Gu in the Southern Wilderness," then paused and pulled out a book called "A Study of Millennium Spiritual Herbs."

Just as I was about to look through it, I found that it was blocked by an array. I had to go out and get credit before I could look through it.

"Hiss, the smell of alcohol on this kid is just like the imperial wine from that brat Zhaoming's palace."

Outside the Sutra Repository, Deacon Hu sniffed his bulbous nose, squinted, and chuckled as he reclined. "Looks like a fellow connoisseur of books and wine. It's a pity that the osmanthus-infused imperial wine is only at a beginner level; that's all the taste that young Zhaoming has..."

He had somehow acquired a vermilion wine gourd in his hand, which he gently shook three times, releasing wisps of amber-colored wine aroma.

"If this lad truly understands wine, I might bestow upon him this 300-year-old 'Drunken Immortal's Drunkenness'."

Thank you to Alliance Leader Saint Immortal Qitian for the generous reward of the character Wuji. I updated over 9,000 words today, and will continue tomorrow. I haven't had dinner yet, going to eat now. Everyone, please vote with your monthly tickets. Thank you.

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