Chapter Seventy-Three

  Lin Qingyu collapsed to the ground, exhausted, watching as the bloodthirsty old ancestor slowly disappeared into thin air. She was filled with joy and relief at having survived the ordeal and obtained the "Pointing Heaven Sword". She let out a long sigh of relief.

  "Pffft——" The tense body relaxed, and a large mouthful of fresh blood spurted out uncontrollably. The blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, drop by drop, falling to the ground and blooming into beautiful flowers.

  Although the "Pointing to Heaven Sword" had all its attributes maxed out, it was able to instantly kill the Bloodthirsty Ancestor that almost took everyone's life, but Lin Qingyu also paid a price for this.

  After all, a divine artifact is not one of those mass-produced weapons that anyone can use as soon as they pick it up. Although Lin Qingyu is currently its master, with her current cultivation level, she still doesn't have the qualifications to use it. When sensing that its master is in mortal danger, the divine artifact automatically emerges to protect its master. The master may be saved, but at the cost of dropping a major rank back to the Qi Refining stage.

  Lin Qingyu was somewhat tearless, and her extraordinary child didn't even have a chance to cultivate, the divine artifact came out so easily (this is what you call easy? If the Bloodthirsty Ancestor were to find out, he would definitely be heartbroken...) it fell just like that, truly returning to the Liberation era!

  Wiping away the blood from the corner of her mouth, Lin Qingyu gazed up at the sky that had already returned to its brilliant blue color and smiled calmly, saying: "Forget it, even if my cultivation is gone, I can still cultivate again. Losing a level in exchange for a life, no matter how you calculate it, it's a bargain."

  She pulled out a jade bottle from her space, poured out two golden pills, took one herself and left the other for Cang Mian. Turning back, where could she still see Cang Mian's huge figure? Looking carefully, she saw a small snake about half a meter long lying dead not far away. Usually seeing certain demons' self-love, arrogance, and boundless vitality, suddenly such a miserable appearance, the contrast of which made Lin Qingyu laugh out loud: "Hahaha..."

  "You... you're too... too much... I'm already so... miserable... don't you have any... sympathy?..." Cang Mu was so angry that he kept twisting and turning on the spot, "Ahh... it hurts to death... Ahh..."

  "Hmmph!"

  Lin Qingyu turned her back, covering her mouth to stifle a giggle, lest she stir up some already irate guy and get herself into even more trouble. Thinking about it this way, she really was a good person!

  If Cang Xi knew Lin Qingyu's thoughts, he would definitely vomit blood, absolutely!

  After laughing enough, Lin Qingyu returned to normal and walked over, squatting down to feed the medicinal pill in her hand to Cang Miao. The medicine was very effective, and in a short while, Cang Miao was able to maintain his human form.

  Lin Qingyu originally wanted to tease Cang Miao a few more sentences, but she felt a familiar spiritual energy rushing over quickly, and without thinking, she knew who it would be. Looking at the distant black dot that was slowly getting bigger, she thought that she probably came to the Qing Dynasty just to be with him.

  Yin Zhen stood on the flying sword, looking from afar at Lin Qingyu who was standing there with a smile, waiting for him. His heart finally put down its guard. As he went closer to carefully observe Lin Qingyu, he discovered that Lin Qingyu's cultivation had fallen to the Refining Qi stage. A hint of regret flashed in his eyes - he had arrived too late.

  He let out a flying sword, Yin Zhen took big strides to get past, and tightly hugged Lin Qingyu, his body still slightly trembling. Luckily, Qing'er is fine! If something unexpected had happened, the consequences would be unthinkable for Yin Zhen.

  "Hmph... Those who show off their love will die quickly!" Cang Mie's nose was turned up towards the sky, with a look of disdain.

  Lin Qingyu gently patted the back of Yun Chen and changed the subject, saying: "Your Majesty, with such a big commotion today, how do you plan to explain it to the Emperor? You're standing on a sword flying in mid-air, not just for one or two people to see."

  "Speak the truth!" Yongzheng was still as concise and straightforward as ever.

  "Really?" Lin Qingyu looked at Yongzheng in surprise. "Can Emperor and Empress Dowager accept it?"

  "Don't underestimate Huang Ama!"

  Lin Qingyu opened his arms and changed to a hug, "The emperor's acceptance ability is very strong. It's good to say it early, taking advantage of the influence of this event, to rebuild 'Yao Gu' and let 'Qingmu Daozun' establish a sect in the Qing dynasty that can continue to be passed down. This not only fulfills Qingmu Daozun's request but also allows for unimpeded cultivation and advancement, no longer being restricted by the conditions of space."

  "Alright! Better sooner than later, let's go tell the Emperor now!"

  "Good!"

  As soon as he finished speaking, Yi Zhen took out his flying sword and then hugged Lin Qingyu to jump onto the flying sword. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared before Cang Miao's eyes.

  "Hey, hey, have these two forgotten about me?" Cang Mu's hand trembled as he pointed in the direction the two had disappeared, his mouth twitching with a look of incredulity on his face. Then, shaking his head, he said: "Indeed, humans are unreliable! Unreliable!"

  One of the guards on duty in the Qianqing Palace inadvertently raised his head and saw a black dot in the sky getting bigger and bigger, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "What, what is that?"

  The guards around who heard the voice all looked at the guard who spoke and then followed his pointing direction, and were immediately stunned.

  "Four... Four... Four Beile..." One of them with sharp eyes recognized Yongzheng, and his jaw almost dropped to the ground.

  "There's another Fourth Mistress!" Another guard also recognized Lin Qingyu. "Good...good heavens!"

  "En! En! En!" The remaining guards all nodded in agreement. These guards were secretly rejoicing: Fortunately, they had seen various strange sights before and had gained some immunity, otherwise they would have turned into wooden sticks by now. (You guys, actually, you don't look much better either.)

  Two people stopped in front of them, the flying sword shrunk and swooshed into the body of the Fourth Prince, and the guards finally came to their senses and collectively kneeled down.

  "I have seen the four princes and four princesses. The four princes are auspicious, the four princesses are auspicious!"

  Yongzheng let go of Lin Qingyu and said, "Alright! Get up! There's something I need to discuss with the Emperor!" After that, he walked shoulder-to-shoulder with Lin Qingyu into the Qianqing Palace.

  After Deng Lu and Lin Qingyu went in, one of the guards slapped his forehead and said: "Oh no, I forgot to report! But now that Fourth Master is in this state, not reporting shouldn't be a problem, right? It shouldn't be a problem, right? Shouldn't it?"

  As soon as he heard the voices saying "Four Beile are auspicious, four Furen are auspicious", Kangxi had already put down the teacup in his hand and was waiting for the two of them.

  "The son (daughter-in-law) has met with the Emperor, the Emperor is auspicious!"

  "Alright, rise!" Kangxi waved his hand to let the two get up. Without asking, he knew what they came for and wasn't in a hurry. Holding his tea cup, he took a sip and said, "Speak!"

  Huang Ama, are you sure you want to listen while drinking tea? Aren't you afraid that later on you'll be too shocked and spit out the tea, losing your composure? Lin Qingyu thought to herself.

  Yin Zhen pursed his lips and said: "Both I and Fu Jin are cultivators of the True Way!"

  "Cultivator?"

  "Ah! What is meant by 'cultivating truth' is: to learn the Tao and cultivate oneself, seeking the true self, eliminating the false and preserving the true. Cultivating to a certain level can ascend to the immortal realm and attain longevity."

  "Xiūzhēn is divided into: "Liànqì", "Zhùjī"... and other ten stages. After passing the tenth layer of Liànqì period, it reaches Zhùjī, which is truly the entrance to Xiūzhēn!"

  "After building the foundation, each boundary is divided into three levels: low, medium, and high! The foundation-building period has a lifespan of 200 years. When you reach the stage of avoiding grains, you have a lifespan of 300 years. When you reach the stage of forming elixirs, you have a lifespan of 800 years. When you reach the stage of forming primordial infants, you have a lifespan of 1,600 years! At the stage of forming primordial infants, you can reshape your physical body and restore your youth."

  "This matter should be said from the time when Fuhui was in a coma... It's like this." Yongzheng slowly began to say how they had come into contact with Xiuren Yitai, except that he didn't mention anything about space.

  Kangxi slowly digested the shocking news given by Yunzheng and asked sharply: "Demon Cultivation?"

  Yin Zhen explained to Kangxi what a demon repair was, and then introduced some situations in the cultivation world. Unknowingly, the sky had already darkened.