I asked you to go down the mountain and get married, not to shock the world!

The cry of the spiritual crane pierced the clouds above the Bu Tian Holy Sect.

Mu Yaoyao covered the wound on her chest, flipped over and jumped off the crane's back, stumbling two steps as soon as she landed.

Before she had time to straighten her messy robe, a simple and elegant white figure quickly came towards her.

The Holy Religion of Bu Tian, ​​Sect Master Mu!

She was dressed in a moon-white Taoist robe, with only a white jade hairpin in her hair. Her aura was as cold and pure as a mountain snow lotus, but when she saw the injuries on Mu Yaoyao's body, a hint of anxiety flashed in her eyes.

Sect Master Mu quickly stepped forward, his fingertips glowing with a soft white light as he gently placed them on Mu Yaoyao's wrist. His spiritual power slowly penetrated her meridians and he quickly found out the extent of her injuries.

"Why is it hurt so badly?"

Sect Master Mu's voice was filled with worry. He waved his hand and summoned two maids. "Help the Saint return to the bedroom first and get my healing pills."

Mu Yaoyao was supported by her maid as she walked towards the bedroom, her expression tense all the way.

It was not until she sat on the couch and watched Sect Master Mu personally applying ointment to her that she finally could not help but lower her eyes, her voice slightly hoarse.

"Sect Master, Mingchuan... he has broken through to the Nascent Soul stage!"

Sect Master Mu paused as he applied the ointment, then looked up at her with a calm yet scrutinizing gaze: "Did you see it with your own eyes?"

"Ah."

Mu Yaoyao nodded, her fingertips unconsciously clenching the hem of her clothes. "He refined the Moon Soul Crystal in the Holy Domain Secret Realm and even used the power of the thunder tribulation to kill two Nascent Soul cultivators from the Moon Wheel Pavilion. Those Holy Domain cultivators couldn't even withstand a single blow from him."

She said, her tone full of frustration.

She has been a genius of the Butian Holy Religion since she was young and was placed with high hopes. However, no matter how hard she tried over the years, she could not catch up with Mingchuan!

He was clearly just a kid from the lower realm, but he always seemed like an insurmountable chasm between them, leaving her feeling both unwilling and powerless...

"It's my incompetence." Mu Yaoyao lowered her head, her voice choking with sobs. "This time when I went to the secret realm, I wanted to prove that I was no worse than him, but in the end, I still had to rely on him for rescue... I even brought shame to the Bu Tian Holy Cult."

Sect Master Mu looked at her red eyes, sighed softly, put away the ointment, and patted her shoulder.

"Silly child, winning and losing are common for cultivators. Why are you so hard on yourself? Mingchuan's achievements today are due to both coincidence and his own perseverance. You don't have to measure yourself by his progress."

She paused and looked out the window at the courtyard of the Butian Holy Sect.

The place was filled with pure white magnolias, and maids were walking around with flower baskets in their hands. Each of them had an elegant temperament, like immortals banished to earth.

"Besides, you were able to escape from the Saint Realm cultivators this time and preserve the dignity of the Bu Tian Holy Sect, which is already a great achievement. As for Mingchuan...his breakthrough to the Nascent Soul Realm is a good thing for the entire Spirit Realm."

Mu Yaoyao raised her head, her eyes filled with doubt. "Sect Master, don't you think...his existence will overshadow the glory of our Bu Tian Holy Sect?"

"True strength is never achieved by covering up others." Sect Master Mu's eyes became firm.

"The Spirit Realm has been weak for many years, but now it finally has the strength to compete with the Holy Realm. What we should do now is to join hands with other sects to revitalize the Spirit Realm, rather than worrying about temporary gains and losses."

"If you truly feel unwilling to give up, then you should concentrate on your cultivation. The next time we meet, impress him with your strength. This is the pride that a Saintess of the Bu Tian Holy Church should possess."

As Mu Yaoyao listened to Sect Master Mu's words, the frustration in her heart gradually dissipated, and the fighting spirit in her eyes rekindled.

She clenched her fists and nodded vigorously: "The Sect Master is right! I won't be swayed by my emotions again. The next time we meet, I will definitely catch up with his progress!"

Sect Master Mu looked at her regained spirits and smiled with satisfaction.

"That's right. You should take good care of your injuries first. Once you're healed, I'll teach you the advanced secret techniques of the Bu Tian Holy Sect to help you improve your cultivation."

The maid came in with healing pills. Mu Yaoyao took the pills and swallowed them.

The pill melted in his mouth, and the pure spiritual power instantly spread in his dantian, relieving the pain of the wound.

She leaned on the couch, looking at the white flowers outside the window, and made a secret decision in her heart.

The next time she sees Mingchuan, she will never be the one who needs to be rescued!

……

Outside the gate of Qingfengyumen Mountain, a figure in green had been standing on the misty stone steps for a long time.

Sect Leader Ye put his hands behind his back and stood on tiptoe from time to time to look down the mountain.

Ever since the news came from the secret realm that "a powerful Yuanying realm expert appeared in the Spirit Realm", he guessed it was Mingchuan. He was restless all day and simply came to the mountain gate to wait in person.

Seeing Mingchuan, Ye Chuhan and others from afar, Sect Leader Ye's eyes lit up instantly. His previous calmness disappeared completely. He quickly walked towards them, with a smile on his face like a blooming chrysanthemum.

"Friend Mingchuan! You're finally back!"

He grabbed Mingchuan's wrist, and as his fingertips touched the other's meridians, they were gently bounced away by a strong spiritual power.

This spiritual power is condensed and domineering, and it is the unique aura of a cultivator in the Nascent Soul Realm!

Sect Leader Ye laughed even more happily, patting Mingchuan on the shoulder and sighing repeatedly: "Good boy! You really broke through the Nascent Soul Realm! I knew you were no ordinary person!"

"It's okay. I'm just lucky on this trip. I got the help of the Moon Soul Crystal." Mingchuan replied with a smile.

"Luck is also a part of strength!" Sect Leader Ye waved his hand, his tone full of pride, "Now the whole Spirit Realm is talking about you!"

"It's said that a young Nascent Soul cultivator has emerged from our Spirit Realm, and he's slaughtering all those Saint Realm cultivators in the Saint Realm Secret Realm. Even the Nascent Soul cultivators from the Moon Wheel Pavilion are no match for you!"

"Hahahaha, this is so cool!"

He leaned closer to Mingchuan, lowered his voice, his eyes full of pride: "And, especially that old man Su Hongzhen from the Qingcheng Yufa Sect. When he heard about your breakthrough, he threw the teacup in his hand on the spot, his face as black as the bottom of a pot!"

"Before, he always said that we in Qingfeng Yumen had no one, and he dared to cooperate with you. Now let's see if he dares to be so arrogant!"

Ye Chuhan smiled and added, "Dad, you didn't see how cowardly the Holy Land guards looked!"

"He was so mean to us before, but this time when he saw Mingchuan, he didn't even dare to check us and just let us go!"

"Good! Good!" Sect Master Ye said "good" twice in a row, turned around and shouted to the Qingfeng Yumen disciples who had rushed over after hearing the news, "Did you all hear that? This is the pride of our Qingfeng Yumen, the pride of the entire Spirit Realm!"

"Pass the order down, hold a banquet tonight to welcome Mingchuan!"

"Yes!!!"

The disciples responded in unison, and their voices were so loud that the clouds and mist in the mountains dispersed a little.

Many disciples looked at Mingchuan with admiration in their eyes.

Although they knew that Mingchuan was extremely talented, they had not expected that he could break through the Nascent Soul Realm so quickly and even be able to hold his head high in the Holy Land. This gave them more confidence about the future.

Sect Master Ye smiled from ear to ear and took Mingchuan's hand as they walked towards the mountain gate. "Come on, let's go back to the main hall and talk about what happened in the secret realm. I also heard that you even refined the Moon Soul Crystal?"

"That's a treasure that can help cultivators break through to the Nascent Soul stage. You must tell me in detail whether you have any insights while refining it..."

Sect Leader Ye kept chattering all the way, which made Mingchuan helpless.