Translator: AnubisTL
Li Qing's experiences and adventures in the Great Wilderness Domain were truly a long and winding tale.
Throughout their journey, Li Qing intermittently recounted his experiences in the Great Wilderness Domain, from his initial arrival in Sunward City to his eventual alliance with True Lord Fu Xuan.
By the time he finished his account, Wu Chong's expression was a sight to behold—a kaleidoscope of emotions!
While Wu Chong's own experiences in the Nether Domain had been quite dramatic, they paled in comparison to Li Qing's epic saga.
After hearing everything, Wu Chong murmured to himself, "So that's what happened... I never imagined junior sister Chu would stumble upon an Ancient Teleportation Array after getting separated. And here I had our fellow disciples searching high and low for her!"
Unbeknownst to them, they had already flown a considerable distance.
Leaning against the Heaven Devouring Bowl, Li Qing suddenly sensed a damp, salty wind blowing in his face.
He immediately leaned forward and saw before him a vast, azure sea stretching to the horizon.
Splash!
Waves crashed relentlessly against the sandy shore.
This was the northeastern flank of West Mausoleum Divine Mountain. Wu Chong's true essence was exceptionally potent, allowing him to fly tirelessly for days at remarkable speed.
By their calculations, they had likely traversed several provinces.
"Heh heh, after arriving in the Nether Domain, we've been tirelessly searching for a secluded place to cultivate in peace."
"On land, all the areas rich in spiritual energy are already claimed, so we decided to settle for second best and venture out to sea in search of a suitable island."
"After months of relentless searching across the boundless ocean, we finally discovered an island with reasonably abundant spiritual energy!"
As Wu Chong spoke, he accelerated his flight speed.
Soon, he carried Li Qing soaring above the sea surface, maintaining a blistering pace.
The roar of the surging waves rose from below, their fury palpable.
Finally, an island teeming with life, a stark contrast to the desolate environment of the Nether Domain, came into Li Qing's view.
This solitary island, rising from the tumultuous sea, was lush with vegetation. Seabirds circled endlessly overhead, their cries piercing the air.
"Hahahaha! Everyone, come out and see who I've brought back!" Wu Chong bellowed as they approached the island, his voice brimming with excitement.
At that moment, a faint sense of nervousness stirred within Li Qing's heart.
How many familiar faces from the Lingyun Sect will I still recognize?
Before Li Qing could fully savor this moment of contemplation, a chorus of joyful voices erupted from the isolated island below:
"Martial Uncle Wu, you're finally back!"
"How did the mission go? Are you injured, Martial Uncle Wu?"
"Exactly! I think we should abandon the idea of attacking the Western Mausoleum Divine Temple. The Hall Master's cultivation is far too profound—we're no match for him yet."
"The ancestor said he's bringing someone back. Could it be one of our lost companions?"
"..."
Soon, figures riding various magic artifacts soared from the desolate island, their forms blurring against the sky.
Hearing these eager greetings, Li Qing, still lying in the Heaven Devouring Bowl, finally allowed an irrepressible smile to spread across his face.
After the long journey, he had mostly recovered his strength.
Li Qing leaped from the Heaven Devouring Bowl, his feet treading the void as he flew alongside Wu Chong.
Gazing at the faces below—some filled with confusion, others with bewilderment, and still others with shock—Li Qing slowly clasped his hands in a traditional greeting and spoke deliberately:
"Fellow senior and junior brothers, do you still remember Li Qing?"
Before the words had fully left his lips, a voice filled with utter astonishment rang out from the crowd. The speaker had instantly recognized Li Qing beside Wu Chong!
"Junior Brother Li, you're still alive!"
Li Qing turned toward the voice, a flicker of emotion crossing his eyes.
"Senior Brother Wen! Long time no see. How have you been?"
Indeed, the cultivator before him was none other than Senior Brother Wen, a close acquaintance of Li Qing's.
Back when Li Qing had first joined the refining hall of the Lingyun Sect, Senior Brother Wen had taken him under his wing, offering guidance and support.
"Ha ha ha! It's wonderful to see you're safe, Junior Brother Li—wait, your cultivation!"
Elder Wen's words faltered as he realized Li Qing was soaring through the air without the aid of any magic artifact.
Moreover, the faint aura emanating from Li Qing stirred a primal sense of pressure within him—a sensation he had only experienced in the presence of the sect's ancestor. Even Wu Chong, standing nearby, seemed to pale in comparison to Li Qing's current presence.
It must be the core formation realm—at least mid-stage Core Formation Realm or higher!
Indeed, after his experiences within the yin meridian, Li Qing's cultivation had advanced to the verge of late-stage core formation.
Though he hadn't officially broken through to the late stage, he was only a few steps away.
After this, all he needed to do was find a place rich in spiritual energy, seclude himself in quiet cultivation for a decade or so, and reaching the late-stage core formation realm would be a certainty.
"Heh, I've had some fortunate encounters these past few years and managed to achieve core formation by sheer luck," Li Qing said, his tone still humble and devoid of any arrogance.
Yet these calm words struck Elder Wen and his group like a thunderbolt!
Another fellow disciple had actually succeeded in core formation!
"Martial Uncle Li!"
A large bald head squeezed through the crowd. A hideous scar bisected the man's face, giving his features a grotesquely asymmetrical appearance.
The moment he appeared, the surrounding cultivators recoiled slightly in disgust.
But when Li Qing saw him, a genuine smile spread across his face.
"Hahahaha, Lu Fan! You old rascal, you're here too!"
Recognizing the familiar bald head instantly, Li Qing greeted him warmly.
The man was none other than Lu Fan, from whom Li Qing had obtained the body refinement secret technique he now practiced—the Brahma King True Body.
Judging from his recent experience surviving the thunder tribulation, this secret technique had truly been a lifesaver. Without the immensely powerful Brahma King True Body, he likely wouldn't have been able to overcome the calamity.
"Martial Uncle Li! I've finally seen you again!" Tears welled in Lu Fan's eyes.
After so many years apart, Lu Fan's face now carried a hint of maturity, his former recklessness tempered by experience.
He wasn't alone. More and more familiar faces emerged from the isolated island, their expressions filled with awe as they gazed at Li Qing.
"M-Martial Uncle Li!"
Some instinctively wanted to call Li Qing "Junior Brother," but quickly corrected themselves.
In the immortal cultivation world, seniority is determined by cultivation level.
When your cultivation surpasses theirs, you become their senior!
This is an immutable truth!
Even though their seniority by generation might have been higher, and they had once addressed Li Qing as "Junior Brother," now that he had reappeared with core formation realm cultivation, they had to address him as "Martial Uncle Li" or even "Ancestor"!
(End of the Chapter)
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