Crossing the Cultivation Realm: Two Souls Coexist

The journey was safe and nothing unusual happened.

In the evening, they arrived at the foot of Tianyi Mountain.

"This is Tianyi Mountain. You can go up by yourselves."

Tielang sent Gu Yang and Hu Qing to the entrance of the mountain, and spoke to Gu Yang with a reluctant look on his face.

Gu Yang nodded gratefully. Fortunately, Tielang and the others were there to guide him along the way.

He bowed respectfully to Tielang and said, "Thank you, Brother Tielang. See you later."

"Okay, I wish you great success on your path to becoming an immortal!"

Afterwards, Gu Yang and Hu Qing walked into Tianyi Mountain.

Tielang waited until their figures disappeared on the mountain road before leading the caravan into Tianyi City.

The mountain road is winding, with dense woods on both sides. Occasionally, you can hear birds singing and the rustling of leaves in the wind.

Gu Yang and Hu Qing were walking on the mountain road. There were not many patrolling elders around. Their steps were brisk and their mood was much more relaxed.

They were really exhausted these past two days, but when they thought about the contribution points they would receive later, they became excited.

After a while, they arrived at the sect hall on the top of the mountain.

The sky was dim and the hall was silent. Only a few rays of moonlight filtered through the window lattices, casting patches of light on the smooth marble floor.

Mr. Zhang was still on duty at the counter today. He leaned back in his chair, his head tilted back slightly, and made a soft snoring sound.

He was still sleeping. This old man probably hadn't woken up yet, but Hu Qing didn't dare to come out and huddled in Guyang's dantian.

Gu Yang gently tapped on the glass plate in front of Mr. Zhang. The crisp sound seemed particularly loud in the quiet hall.

Old Zhang slowly opened his eyes and looked at the young man in front of him sleepily.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm back. I have completed both tasks," Gu Yang said respectfully.

Then he placed both tokens on the counter and looked at Mr. Zhang.

Old Zhang nodded, his gaze fell on Hu Qing's sect token, and a hint of complex emotions flashed in his eyes.

"Mission accomplished?" Mr. Zhang's voice was a little hoarse.

"Yes, Mr. Zhang." Gu Yang then handed over the task item.

A whole porcelain bottle of ghostly mountain cat blood, plus enough cloth for two large carriages.

The entire counter was filled up in an instant. Fortunately, Mr. Zhang dodged quickly, otherwise he would have become a compressed package.

Old Zhang snorted coldly, waved his hand, checked the items, and put them all into the storage ring.

Then he waved his hand lightly, a ray of light flashed, and two thousand contribution points were transferred to their accounts.

"Go ahead and have a good rest." There was a hint of fatigue in Mr. Zhang's voice.

"Mr. Zhang, isn't that ghostly mountain cat worth 800 contribution points? How come it became 1,000?" Gu Yang was also a little confused when he looked at the contribution points under the name.

"The task requires one contribution. For your one and a half points, I will give you one thousand contribution points." Mr. Zhang said as he showed him the task requirements.

Gu Yang didn’t say much, it’s not good to have too many contribution points!

He then bowed respectfully and left the hall.

After walking out of the sect hall, Gu Yang spent ten contribution points and took the teleportation array to Mengfeng.

The foot of Mengfeng Mountain still looks dilapidated, and the trees on both sides of the mountain road seem to have never changed, with only some broken branches and fallen leaves.

There were not many disciples on the road. Occasionally, a few people hurried by, just took a quick glance, and then continued their practice.

Gu Yang and Hu Qing walked slowly up the mountain road. Their steps were brisk and their moods were much more relaxed.

"By the way, wasn't Mr. Zhang too cold to us just now? He wasn't as enthusiastic as before." Gu Yang thought for a moment and asked.

Hu Qing also recalled what happened, and indeed he felt a little cold. He said uncertainly:

"Did we disturb his sleep? It can't be that we haven't been in touch for the past two days and the relationship has cooled down, right?"

Gu Yang thought for a moment, but still couldn't figure it out, so he gave up and continued on his way up the mountain.

Soon they reached the halfway point of the mountain and came to the elders' courtyard. Both gates were closed.

It seems that Elder Han should be practicing at this time, so let's not disturb him.

Gu Yang walked to the side, and when they reached the villa area, Hu Qing also relaxed.

"Finally back." Hu Qing said softly, with a hint of emotion in his voice.

Gu Yang nodded, his eyes falling on the villa not far away.

That was their long-lost home. Although it was just a simple villa, it was a warm harbor in their hearts.

Gu Yang pushed open the door of the villa and a familiar smell hit him.

The furnishings in the house remain the same, and every item exudes the atmosphere of home.

They put down their bags, sat on the mats, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Going home." Gu Yang said softly.

Hu Qing smiled, walked to the window, opened it, and let the fresh air flow into the room.

He took a deep breath, feeling the long-lost tranquility.

"Yeah, home." There was a hint of satisfaction in his voice.

The two rested in the villa for a while, and then began to sort out the gains of this mission.

This mission lasts for two days, and two thousand contribution points are enough. The most urgent task now is to buy another weapon for Gu Yang.

Gu Yang found an empty box and placed the fragments of the ancient feather knife in it. Hu Qing also picked up two pieces to observe.

Looking at the powder in his hand, Hu Qing was also confused and said:

"I remember the material was in good condition before, how did it become like this? It broke into pieces when I squeezed it lightly."

Gu Yang was also a little confused. He seriously suspected that this thing had been picked up from the ground by mistake and had also collected the soil.

This box of junk can't be compared with the majestic ancient feather sword.

"Why don't we go ask Elder Han again during tomorrow's morning class and tell him that we are back?" Hu Qing suggested.

"Okay, let's practice." Gu Yang pushed open the stone door of the practice room and then entered.

Both of them were excited, as they could finally make good use of this spirit gathering array.

Gu Yang simply waved his hand and generously bought four hours of time for the spirit gathering array.

The spiritual energy around them began to become sticky. The two did not dare to stop and sat directly on the cushions to practice.

Any delay now would be a waste of these hard-earned contribution points.

Just like that, a night without words...

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shone through the glass of the stone window onto Gu Yang's face. He slowly opened his eyes, feeling the warmth of the sunlight.

An unprecedented sense of relaxation came over my body, as if every cell was full of energy.

Gu Yang sat up from the cushion. He could feel that his physical strength had increased a lot.

This should be a result of running around while completing missions. He clenched his fists lightly, feeling the strength in his body.

It seems that using "Eight Blades of Breaking the Edge" won't be so difficult next time.

Hu Qing did not wake up yet. He looked troubled, his breath kept fluctuating, and his whole body became illusory, greedily devouring the remaining spiritual energy in the training room.