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The noise of the sect competition gradually faded away, and the Wuliang Sect returned to peace again.

Jiang Qingwu and the others began their day-to-day practice life.

They are like a group of birds chasing the light. Sometimes they practice in seclusion, immersed in their own world, blending with the spiritual energy between heaven and earth; sometimes they go out to carry out missions, shuttle between mountains and forests, and eliminate those evil cultivators and monsters lurking in the dark.

During their retreat, disciples close their eyes, focus their minds, and connect their hearts to the universe. They feel the flow of spiritual energy around them, guiding it to converge at their dantian, transforming it into their own strength. Every breath feels like a dialogue with nature, drawing in the essence of the earth.

When they go out on missions, they transform into messengers of justice and resolutely embark on the journey of eradicating evil.

"Are you ready?" Jiang Qingwu asked softly, her voice slightly lowered. Her eyes were as bright as cold stars, revealing a sense of determination and courage.

"Yes! We are ready!" Mo Yunsheng and Feng Ci answered in unison. Although their voices were not loud, they were full of strength and determination.

Their eyes were as sharp as an eagle's and as cautious as a cunning rabbit. They carefully searched every inch of land around them, not missing any corner that might hide traces of demonic cultivators or monsters.

In this dense forest, where sunlight barely penetrated, the three of them took light yet steady steps, cautiously moving forward. The thick fallen leaves beneath their feet rustled softly, as if nature were playing a secret melody for them. Each step was taken with caution, fearing to alert the enemy lurking in the shadows.

"Junior Master, look over there, is there any movement?" Mo Yunsheng suddenly stopped and pointed nervously at a place not far ahead. Her heartbeat suddenly quickened, and her breathing became a little rapid.

Jiang Qingwu looked in the direction of her finger and saw that the trees in the dense forest ahead seemed to sway slightly. Her brows furrowed slightly, and she wondered to herself: Could there really be something hidden there?

She gestured to Feng Ci and Mo Yunsheng, signaling them to remain on high alert. Then, she tiptoed slowly and quietly towards the suspicious location. With every step, her heartstrings tightened, and her grip on the sword in her hand unconsciously tightened.

"Be careful. According to the results of my use of the tracking talisman, the monsters that have been committing evil deeds around this village are very likely hiding here." Jiang Qingwu lowered his voice and said to the two people behind him.

Before he could finish his words, a deep roar echoed from the bushes. Then, a gigantic, ferocious-looking monster suddenly leaped out. Its bloody maw opened wide, its sharp fangs gleaming coldly in the sunlight, sending a chill down your spine.

Faced with such a ferocious foe, Jiang Qingwu and his companions showed no sign of retreat. Without hesitation, they swung their swords, their shadows flickering as they charged towards the beast with a fierce aura. For a moment, sword light clashed with the beast's claws, sparks flying everywhere, and a thrilling life-and-death struggle unfolded...

"Die, evil guy!" Mo Yunsheng controlled a paper-made girl to attack forward. The paper-made girl was holding a scimitar and nimbly jumped onto the huge body of the monster.

"Hurry, hurry, don't let them run away!" Feng Ci shouted anxiously, throwing out a trap array with his hand and quickly making hand gestures.

The battle was extremely fierce. The three of them cooperated with each other and fought hard to kill the monster.

"The demons are so restless!" Mo Yunsheng said angrily.

After a thrilling and arduous battle, they finally succeeded in completely defeating the enemy with their tenacious perseverance and superb skills. Thus, the problem that had plagued the village for help for a long time was successfully solved.

When this exciting news spread throughout the village, the excited villagers rushed to the streets, everyone with joy on their faces and gratitude in their eyes. They rushed to hold up the things they could give, wanting to express their most sincere gratitude to these brave and fearless saviors.

However, Mo Yunsheng, standing in the center of the crowd, quickly held out his hands to block the attack, and in a gentle yet firm tone, he comforted the agitated villagers: "Fellow villagers, please don't be so polite! Protecting the people and exorcising demons is our duty."

After hearing these words, the originally noisy scene gradually quieted down, but the gratitude in the villagers' hearts still surged like a tide.

At this time, Jiang Qingwu, who had been standing silently by the side, walked forward. She waved her arm gently, and a dozen magic-suppressing talismans emitting mysterious light appeared in front of everyone.

Jiang Qingwu smiled and said, "This is the demon-suppressing talisman I specially made for you. It can help the village resist the invasion of some small monsters. I hope it can allow you to live a more stable life." After that, she handed the demon-suppressing talisman to the village chief.

Faced with the villagers' endless enthusiasm, Mo Yunsheng and others were unable to cope and could only hurriedly leave amidst repeated thanks. Such requests for help have been numerous in recent times, with people from different places sending them distress signals almost every day.

At the same time, Shi Chenbai also learned a crucial piece of information from other sects—the areas surrounding them were also experiencing frequent monster infestations. This meant that the war with the monsters had gradually spread, and the situation was becoming increasingly serious.

In this busy and intense training life and dangerous demon-fighting mission day after day, the disciples of the sect have not only significantly improved their strength, but more importantly, their willpower has withstood numerous tests and become more tenacious.

During those long and lonely hours of training, they learned how to persevere even without company; and whenever faced with immense difficulties and obstacles, they always gritted their teeth, never flinched, and bravely moved forward. For they deeply understood that only through continuous effort and arduous struggle could they become truly powerful and shoulder the sacred mission of safeguarding the peace and tranquility of this vast continent.

"Junior Master, during this period of retreat, which realm are you planning to break through to?" Feng Ci asked Jiang Qingwu curiously while sorting out the formation diagram in his hand.

Jiang Qingwu replied calmly, "I plan to try to break through to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. The training I've been doing lately has made me feel like the bottleneck is loosening."

"Middle Nascent Soul stage, that's quite a challenge." Feng Jingchen said steadily. His eyes revealed concern for Junior Master, but more of a trust. "But with Junior Master's talent and hard work, I believe it won't be a difficult task."

Lin Muci interrupted with a whim, "Junior Master, when you break through, how about we go to the Spiritual Spring in the back mountain to celebrate? The spring water there is extremely helpful for cultivation, and the scenery is beautiful, perfect for relaxing."

Jiang Qingwu smiled slightly and nodded: "Okay, then it's settled."

Zhongli Xiu patted his chest nonchalantly and said, "I'll make the barbecue then. My cooking skills are incredible, and I guarantee everyone will be satisfied!"

Feng Ci smiled and joked, "Third Brother, we trust your barbecue skills, but we have to carefully check the source of your ingredients."

Su Chen reminded calmly and steadily: "Don't be impatient when it comes to cultivation. Everyone should proceed steadily and take one step at a time."

Mo Yunsheng said lively: "Su Chen is right. We must practice hard, but also learn to relax at the right time. Only in this way can we better improve ourselves."

Sang Wan smiled slyly, a hint of amusement in her eyes: "You youngsters are always so energetic. But I'm really looking forward to seeing what you'll become when you grow up."

Listen to the Snow Peak.

Just as Jiang Qingwu was about to go into seclusion, He Yihuan said to him with a serious face, "Qingwu, I can no longer suppress my cultivation, but I cannot concentrate on breaking through until my great revenge is avenged."

Jiang Qingwu walked over and sat down beside him, saying calmly, "Master, Ye Qingcheng is your enemy. He's no match for you and can only hide here and there. Just rest assured and ascend. I will end the feud between our families and resolve all the causes he has sown. He will surely suffer the consequences of his own actions for the blood on his hands."

He Yihuan was silent for a moment, then looked at Jiang Qingwu with a glint of trust in his eyes: "Okay, your master trusts you."

Jiang Qingwu nodded heavily, then suddenly turned around and said, "Master, if I am still in retreat when I ascend, please contact me using the sect order. I have something important to ask of you." She turned around and walked into the retreat room, beginning her journey of breakthrough.

"Okay." He Yihuan stood outside the retreat room, feeling a lot of emotions in his heart.

Firstly, he knew that his cultivation had reached its limit and he would ascend to heaven soon. Ye Qingcheng had not been heard from since he was touched by his tracking talisman. He didn't know whether the talisman was discovered by him or he had hidden it in a place where even the tracking talisman could not transmit any information.

However, he couldn't leave peacefully without avenging his great hatred. Jiang Qingwu's words made him feel extremely warm. He knew that although Jiang Qingwu was young, her cultivation talent was no less than his own. Now that the situation in the Dongxu Realm had left Ye Qingcheng with nowhere to hide, she would definitely be able to avenge them both.

Secondly, he was shocked by Jiang Qingwu's claim that he would entrust him with important matters upon his ascension. How could he, his disciple, entrust him with important matters after his ascension? Was he asking him to find the God of Thunder and the Goddess of Lightning in the sky to help her strike Ye Qingcheng down? He found this thought amusing even to himself, so he stopped thinking about it and gazed far to the north, the direction of the He family...

At the same time, in the deepest part of the Demon Palace, on a tall and majestic throne, You Jun's face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle and stared at the front, flashing with burning anger and deep unwillingness.

In the sect competition that ended not long ago, the Demonic Sect, which thought it had a sure victory, suffered a crushing defeat. This result undoubtedly made him, the leader of the Demonic Sect, lose face and damaged his prestige.

Thinking of this, You Jun slammed the armrest and shouted angrily: "Ye Qingcheng! You promised me that the plan was foolproof, but what about now? Not only did our Demonic Path suffer heavy losses, but we also became the laughing stock of everyone in the martial arts world! You, the Soul-Devouring Sect, sent a few losers to assist me. How are you going to give me an explanation?" His voice echoed in the empty hall like thunder, deafening.

Facing You Jun's questioning, Ye Qingcheng, who was standing below, appeared unusually calm.

He raised his head slightly, looked directly at You Jun above him, and spoke slowly and calmly:

"Lord You, now is not the time to assign blame. Think about it, He Yihuan's strength is beyond all of our expectations. Even if the two of us joined forces, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to compete with him. We were lucky enough to escape with our lives this time, which is a blessing in disguise. As for the loss of a few guardians... compared to the fate of the entire demonic path, what a huge loss! Moreover, my Soul Devouring Sect's guardians were killed long ago, and I'm also being targeted by He Yihuan's tracking talisman. If I personally take the field, our whereabouts will be exposed even faster."

After hearing Ye Qingcheng's words, You Jun was struck by thunder. He froze in his tracks, completely stunned. Then, his eyes, once blazing with rage, gradually dimmed. As if guided by an invisible hand, he involuntarily sank into deep thought.

Time passed quietly, and the surroundings were quiet, with only the breeze rustling the curtains behind the window lattices of the Demon Palace.

Finally, after several long minutes, You Jun seemed to wake up from a long dream. The fury on his face was no longer as ferocious as it had been at first, but he still frowned tightly, clearly indicating that the rage deep within him had not yet been completely extinguished.

You Jun took a deep breath and spoke in a slightly hoarse voice, "Even if it's as you say, what should we do next? Are we just going to watch the situation develop like this and do nothing? This is not my style!"

At the end of his speech, Youjun unconsciously raised his voice, and his tone revealed a hint of urgency and unwillingness.

At this moment, Ye Qingcheng, who had been silent all this time, suddenly raised his head, his lips slightly raised, and a chilling and sinister smile appeared on his face. He said slowly:

"Lord You, please be patient. In my opinion, the most urgent matter at this moment is to allow our demonic sect to fully rest and recuperate, and quickly restore its former strength. However, during this period, we must not be careless with those self-righteous people of the righteous path, and we must not allow them to act carefree and without worries."

After a pause, a sly look flashed in Ye Qingcheng's eyes, and he lowered his voice and continued, "So, my plan is to send our men to sneak into the various righteous sects when the time is right, and create trouble and unrest for them from time to time. This way, not only can we disrupt their formation and make them exhausted from dealing with it, but if we're lucky enough, we might even be able to take advantage of the chaos and wipe out several of the major sects in one fell swoop, thus getting our revenge and avenging this blood feud!"

After Youjun finished listening, a hint of excitement that was difficult to conceal suddenly flashed in his eyes that were originally as calm as water. The light was as dazzling as a meteor that suddenly streaked across the night sky.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, his lips curling up into a ferocious yet smug smile. He said in a deep voice, "This is a brilliant plan! The more cultivators we kill, the more abundant cultivation we can gain. This will undoubtedly greatly advance our demon race's grand ambition to unify the Dongxu Realm."

The Dharma protectors standing nearby could hardly conceal their excitement upon hearing this. They rubbed their hands, eager to try, as if they had already witnessed countless monks trembling in fear before them, ready to be slaughtered.

Only one of the guardians shouted loudly: "We will follow the order of Lord Youjun! Today we must let those so-called righteous people see the power of our demon clan!" The others echoed and responded. For a moment, the shouts resounded through the sky and were deafening.

Then, filled with anticipation and eagerness, the guardians eagerly followed orders like a pack of hungry wolves. They knew full well that this operation was not only a golden opportunity to enhance their own strength, but also a crucial moment to achieve great feats for the great cause of the demon race and to be remembered in history.

You Jun stood still, watching his men walk further and further away until they disappeared from his sight. At this moment, a subtle hint of satisfaction flashed across his eyes again.

He secretly thought to himself: As long as the power of my demon clan can continue to grow and develop, one day, we will be able to completely defeat those stubborn righteous people, and thus rule the world and dominate the entire Dongxu Realm! Thinking of this, Youjun couldn't help but laugh out loud, and the laughter echoed in the empty demon palace, lingering for a long time...