Infiltrating the world of cultivation

Wang Chao felt as if he had regained consciousness. He tried to open his eyes, but found that his eyelids seemed to be stuck together by something, and he could not open them.

"The sect leader said that this person's strength is no less than mine. I want to see just how strong he can be."

Chu Chaosheng's expression was somewhat arrogant. He was the leader of the ten holy sons of the Qinghui Sword Sect and had now reached the twelfth stage of Qi Refining.

At this point, he already possessed the strength to establish his foundation, and even had a foundation with elemental attributes. However, in order to hone his foundation, he did not break through.

"However, I heard that he has five elemental roots, which is a kind of spiritual root with no future."

The news has spread throughout the sect that a genius with five elemental roots has awakened on Biyao Peak, and it is possible that he will be able to repeat the glory of the past.

Although Wang Chao had been asleep for half a year, he was still very popular within the sect.

Clearly, this is a scheme orchestrated by someone with ulterior motives; someone wants to flatter the dynasty to its death!

First, elevate him to a high position. When everyone is full of expectations for him, if the dynasty makes a mistake, it will become the target of public criticism.

"Only the weak lack the courage to face reality. It is true that he has five elemental roots, and it is also true that cultivation with five elemental roots is difficult."

Even with such difficulties, he reached the twelfth stage of Qi Refining. Moreover, he absorbed the essence of the fire dragon in the earth fire of Lantian Peak and built a fire elemental base.

If it were someone with other spiritual root attributes, they would probably have already established an elemental foundation!

Since they have the talent to achieve this, we should have the courage to acknowledge it. Instead of making too many excuses for ourselves, we should think about how to suppress their talent.

Chu Chaosheng's handsome face revealed a resolute expression.

It must be said that Chu Chaosheng, as the leader of the seven holy sons of the Qinghui Sword Sect, is extremely outstanding in both talent and temperament.

"What my senior brother said is true. I dare not look down on others anymore."

Ruoshui pouted, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

"With your playful nature, you'll suffer greatly if you leave the sect and head to the battlefield."

People outside are treacherous, ruthless, and quick to kill and steal, unlike in the sect where you have your senior brother protecting you.

Chu Chaosheng's eyes were full of doting affection. Ruoshui was one of the seven holy sons he had personally promoted. He doted on this innocent girl as if she were his own younger sister.

"I see, you're so nagging!"

Ruoshui pouted and walked away on her own. In fact, she had been secretly in love with Chu Chaosheng for a long time. Ever since she entered Qinghui Main Peak, Ruoshui had admired her senior brother very much.

However, everyone in the Qinghui Sword Sect knew that Chu Chaosheng was in love with Qingyao, so she kept her feelings to herself.

"Clap!"

The scab on Wang Chao's eyelid fell off.

The sound was very faint, but both Chu Chaosheng and Ruoshui were keen enough to notice the change.

"Kaka!"

The scab on Wang Chao's body surface began to crack.

"Oh!"

The shattered scabs turned into dark red powder and fell off the dynasty's body.

The pure white liquid inside the ice coffin evaporated instantly!

These pure white liquids are used to prolong life, and they contain abundant spiritual energy.

"Junior Sister! I'll stay here and watch over things. Go and fetch the Sect Leader!"

Seeing that the dynasty was about to awaken, Chu Chaosheng instructed Ruoshui to go up the mountain to invite the sect leader. He dared not say that he was sure he could handle any unexpected situation.

Suddenly, the dynasty inside the ice coffin opened its eyes, and two golden beams of light shot out from them!

"Oh!"

The ice coffin exploded! Shards flew everywhere!

Wang Chao stood on the ground, his eyes somewhat dazed. After a short while, he regained consciousness.

At this moment, Wang Chao felt his body was full of power, a feeling that he was still not used to.

After checking his internal organs, he found that his cultivation level had broken through to the seventh stage of Qi Refining!

He has already reached the Great Perfection of the first stage of the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique. At this moment, even an ordinary Foundation Establishment stage cultivator would probably be no match for him!

"what!"

The dynasty felt its power had nowhere to go, and roared to the sky.

"Cough cough."

Seeing Wang Chao's oblivious attitude, Chu Chaosheng coughed lightly.

"Huh? Senior Brother Chu? What are you doing here?"

At this moment, Wang Chao was still unaware of his situation. When he saw Chu Chaosheng, a prominent figure of the Qinghui Sword Sect, standing in front of him, Wang Chao was somewhat taken aback.

This Chu Chaosheng is a prodigy with a spiritual root that possesses both metal and wood attributes. It is said that he has already reached the level of establishing a foundation in the metal element.

However, Chu Chaosheng's goals were bigger; he was not satisfied with building a foundation using only one element.

He wanted to break with convention and establish his foundation with two elements. Therefore, he had been suppressing his cultivation level, hoping to reach a higher realm!

During the Six Peaks Ceremony, Wang Chao had already taken notice of this excessively handsome senior brother.

Seeing it here now is naturally quite surprising.

"This is the main peak; you've been asleep for half a year."

Seeing that Wang Chao's attitude was quite good, Chu Chaosheng had no intention of punishing him. After all, Qingyao's earlier actions of coming over to see Wang Chao had made him somewhat annoyed.

"Half a year? Has anyone come looking for me in the past six months?"

Wang Chao was suddenly shocked. Half a year had passed! He had actually slept through it all. Although there was no concept of time in cultivation, this was still too frivolous.

"Are you referring to Qingyao, or Nangong Qingyu?"

Chu Chaosheng raised an eyebrow slightly, somewhat displeased.

"You've all come looking for me? Then I'll take my leave."

Upon hearing Nangong Qingyu's name, Wang Chao immediately felt he couldn't stay any longer; it had been half a year!

"Don't go!"

Chu Chaosheng used his spiritual power to try to bind the dynasty.

The sect leader hasn't arrived yet. If we let the dynasty go, where will he put his face?

"Oh!"

Sensing the fluctuations of spiritual energy behind him, Wang Chao frowned, turned around, and threw a punch, shattering the spiritual energy.

Dengdeng!

Both men took a few steps back, their hearts filled with turbulent emotions.

Chu Chaosheng was naturally very clear about his own strength. He once thought that he was the number one person below the Foundation Establishment stage.

In his view, he was invincible among his peers.

Wang Chao was naturally confident in his own strength. He knew about the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, which made him invincible among his peers simply by relying on his physical body.

Furthermore, having absorbed fire elemental energy, his combat power naturally points directly to the Foundation Establishment stage.

In his view, the two holy sons of the Northern Region Sword Sect in the Qin King's Tomb are no match for him now.

But Chu Chaosheng was able to fight him head-on; he truly deserves to be called the number one holy son of the Qinghui Sword Sect.

Wang Chao put aside his underestimation and did not use his full strength, but Chu Chaosheng may not have exerted his full strength either.

After their initial exchange, the two remained still, clearly indicating that it was not the time for further sparring.

"Wang Chao, you're awake?"

From the foot of the mountain came Nangong Qingyu's surprised voice. The two turned around and saw Nangong Qingyu and Qingyao coming hand in hand.