A life of leisure is worse than a life of flowers and splendour

How could we not mention the Cliff of Repentance? Wushuang has had nothing to do recently, and his master has assigned him a new task - to get familiar with all the cultivators above the Jindan level in the sect, make friends with some of them, and also to get familiar with each intelligent department, the characteristics of each main peak, and some sect affairs. Wushuang feels very overwhelmed!

The master would take him to visit various mountains every now and then, and then greet people and let Wushuang go to learn. Then every day, the master would urge him to go out and wander around the mountains. Wushuang felt like a street urchin.

However, the people from all the peaks were still very polite and welcoming towards Wushuang. Of course, it was impossible for everyone to like her. For example, the leader of the Wendao Peak was so-so, and the others were just average. Liu Duoduo was still saying strange things as always. And then there was Gu Xiaoxiao, who married Master Yanfeng. She still hadn't reached the Core Formation stage, and she treated Gu Xiaoxiao like an enemy. If looks could kill, Wushuang would have died several times. Master took Wushuang on a tour of their mountain to get a feel for the situation, then left. Wushuang never visited again.

How could Gu Xiaoxiao not resent her? She had thought she'd successfully snatched the person away, but her partner, disregarding her dignity, had clung to her, resulting in a horrific beating. Everyone in the sect knew about it, and she'd become a complete laughingstock. It would have been fine if Master Yanfeng had been kind to her, but he'd treated her with complete respect. At first, they'd even enjoyed intimate intercourse twice, but later, they'd simply become two people living together, each leading their own separate lives. Even when she showed affection, even flattering him, even lowering herself to ask for sex, he'd avoided her like the plague. Later, he'd even gone into seclusion, and she couldn't even see him, nor had she seen any progress in his cultivation. She could see he was simply avoiding her. Gu Xiaoxiao gnashed her teeth in hatred. She'd heard about it, and had seen with her own eyes, the way Yanfeng and Wushuang were together, the way they'd never wanted to be apart. It was a stark difference from now. She resented Master Yan Feng, but since she knew she had come here, she could only transfer all her hatred to Wu Shuang, the one who made him treat her differently.

Gu Xiaoxiao simply moved back to Wendao Peak from Master Yanfeng. When she had nothing to do, she would find some fellow disciples who were willing to have fun together. Master Yanfeng didn't like her, but there were many people who did, and they even went to the Xunhuan Tower in the market town to have fun.

The Feng family dispatched a team, and despite a grueling search, they found no trace of the person they were looking for, despite a good harvest within the secret realm. They did, however, dispatch another team to guard the Wanren Mountain Gorge, but they also ran out of other leads. They had initially thought they'd be able to find the person, but then a secret realm suddenly appeared, and after entering, they were separated into different dimensions. Not only did they fail to meet, but for unknown reasons, the mark left on the person vanished without a trace. Of course, it's possible that the person was trapped in the secret realm forever.

Feng Tianming returned with his men dejected and was scolded by his father, which made him feel bad.

Su Yichen was unable to make it to the secret realm this time. He was taken by his master, True Lord Luo Bing, to the Thousand Extremes Ice Plains for training. The environment there was close to freezing cold, making it very suitable for ice-attributed cultivators to cultivate. The ice-attributed spiritual energy there was more abundant, and with a bit of luck, one could find ice-attributed spiritual objects there. It was an excellent place for cultivators with ice spiritual roots to cultivate and gain experience.

At this time, Su Yichen was thrown into a cold pond by his master, Luo Bing Zhenjun, so that his body could become familiar with and adapt to the cold environment. This is also an excellent way of body training unique to ice spiritual root cultivators.

At this moment, Su Yichen was shivering in the cold pond. He no longer had the same chill he'd felt at the beginning when he was thrown into the water, shivering like his bones were frozen solid. He wouldn't last more than half an hour before passing out. He still felt cold now, but not nearly as much as before. He even wondered if he'd been numb from the cold. But his clear mind told him he was getting stronger. Now, he could at least hold out for a few days in the water without fainting, but staying in the water was still unbearably cold.

Every time I woke up after fainting, I was in a medicinal bath prepared by my master. Upon waking, I could feel stronger, and even my spiritual energy absorption rate increased significantly. After that, I would have ten days of rest. During this time, apart from the training tasks assigned by my master, I could do whatever I wanted. Sometimes my master would take me out for a stroll in the ice field, but they would always return to soak in this cold pool before the appointed time.

At first, he'd tearfully refused to soak in the cold pond, but after reaping the benefits, he gritted his teeth and persevered. He'd benefited greatly from his time here over the past few years. Besides his cultivation, his swordsmanship had also greatly improved. His swordsmanship was practically hand-in-hand with his master. Initially, he was too busy to even touch the ground, but as he gradually adapted, he began to miss the girl he'd first fallen in love with. He'd occasionally send her a message to check in, so often he didn't know what else to do. Each message was followed by a long wait, and when he saw her brief words, he'd glance back at them with delight.

The young man often appeared absent-minded and dazed, which worried his master, True Lord Luo Bing. One day, True Lord Luo Bing said to him earnestly, "My disciple, we will meet again during the sect competition."

He didn't dare tell her how much he missed her, nor did he dare to promise anything. They both came from the Great Xia Kingdom in the mortal world. They had been through many twists and turns, and had disappointed her time and again. He would never again dare to make promises as easily as he had in the past.

The time he'd been poisoned by the charm, he couldn't bear the thought of her being with someone else. They both came from the mortal world, influenced by its values. He loved her, but he also cared deeply about chastity. He'd personally given his lover to someone else, and he'd been agonized, feeling like he was dying. He imagined she'd been in the same state. But after all these years with his master, and beyond his guidance, he'd seen a lot of the outside world and was slowly coming to terms with it. But he didn't know if she could still accept him. He was terrified of another accident, so he didn't dare promise anything. He only hoped that one day, he'd be strong enough to protect her and ask her if she wanted to be with him.

Wushuang knew what he was thinking. After all, she had been to the Great Xia Kingdom before. Although it was more open there, chastity was still a matter of life and death. She understood and respected him. Most importantly, after experiencing what happened with Master Yanfeng, she had some dislike for men. It wasn't that she disliked men, but she didn't want to have that kind of intimate relationship. She felt that men were a drag and a nuisance.

It turned out that from the beginning, True Lord Luo Bing had never considered bringing his young, immature disciple to participate in the highly anticipated competition. After all, this competition was no ordinary occasion, filled with experts and fierce competition. For a novice, it was simply too dangerous and difficult.

However, as the saying goes, things are unpredictable and unpredictable. Just as everyone was meticulously preparing for the competition, shocking news suddenly arrived: someone had unexpectedly discovered a mysterious new realm! This secret realm was filled with unknowns and temptations, attracting countless sects to flock to it, devoting vast amounts of manpower, material resources, and precious time to in-depth exploration and painstaking research.

As a result, the originally planned itinerary was completely disrupted, and time slipped away unnoticed. Several years passed in a flash, and the date for the grand competition of the four major Taoist sects had to be postponed again and again due to this sudden change. Who could have imagined that fate would be so strange? This unexpected delay would unexpectedly give Su Yichen ample time to thrive.

Time, like a magical sculptor, sculpted the once frail and childish boy bit by bit. Now, he has become taller and stronger, like a pine tree standing proudly in the wind. His brows have even more determination and maturity, like a rough jade that has weathered the test of wind and rain, gradually blooming with its own unique brilliance.

Wushuang had been a street urchin for a month, and Lingling would often visit her whenever she had a free moment. She'd missed the Abyss Secret Realm because she was out on a mission, and seeing Wushuang wandering around lately, she'd joined her. Originally, Wushuang thought she wouldn't go there much, because of the Chu family members at Danfeng, but the people there were incredibly wealthy.

Since Wushuang frequently made elixirs after returning, he'd been wearing a Soul-Nourishing Wood hanging around his neck. Someone accidentally saw it, and someone offered a high price for it. This person was none other than Lingxiao Zhenren of the Chu family, Zhenren Yanfeng's uncle. Wushuang didn't want to sell it, but the offer was so high that he did. The key was that he still had plenty in his space, so he'd trade it in for a Soul-Nourishing Wood bracelet. Danfeng's people were snapping up all sorts of bracelets, and Wushuang was making a killing! Of course, Wushuang didn't just sell one type of spiritual wood. He also had Purple Thunder Bamboo bracelets for warding off evil and lightning, and Soul-Gathering bracelets. He didn't care how beautiful the designs were; as long as they were comfortable, they were fine. Wushuang sighed, "How rich are Danfeng!" It was all the wealthy disciples who came to Wushuang to buy, and naturally, everyone had heard that these were gifts from their masters and senior brothers, so Zhenjun Xuancheng had a wave of wealth! Compared with Master Xuancheng, Wushuang's business can only be considered a small one. Master Xuancheng sells logs of first-grade quality at an astonishing price ranging from several hundred to several thousand top-grade spirit stones.