Shengui Changsheng: Start from Zhenwuwei and add some points to cultivate immortality

On the small hill, Fu Shaoping's face was ashen, his body swaying slightly. The continuous bursts of power beyond his limits had almost drained him of all his strength. He looked down at the disintegrating beast tide and at his fellow disciples who were bravely pursuing them, a tired yet gratified smile appearing on his lips.

He forcefully gathered his sword energy, his gaze coldly fixed on the dying Bewitching Demon Lizard, and on a black stone slab exposed in the explosion amidst the altar ruins, inscribed with complex Netherworld Cult runes and still radiating faint spatial fluctuations.

"It seems that this is the true coordinate base point of that spatial passage..."

He stepped forward, intending to completely destroy the stone slab and the demon lizard.

Suddenly, the runes on the black stone slab lit up, and a tiny spatial rift appeared. A demonic consciousness, far more terrifying and profound than that in Ice Rift Valley, like a cold venomous snake, instantly locked onto Fu Shaoping!
A voice, seemingly emanating from the deepest hell, carrying boundless majesty and rage, resounded directly within his soul:
“Young man…you have repeatedly jeopardized the important affairs of my Holy Church…I…will remember you…”

Before the words were finished, a wisp of pitch-black finger wind, condensed to its extreme and seemingly capable of annihilating everything, silently shot towards Fu Shaoping's brow from within the spatial rift!

This finger strike was faster than anyone could think! Its power made Fu Shaoping feel the true, unvarnished approach of death!

Above the Core Formation stage! The Nascent Soul Demon!

Just as Fu Shaoping's pupils constricted, almost triggering the essence of his sword seed in a desperate last stand—

"You old ghost of the underworld, how dare you!"

A clear, cold shout, like celestial music from the heavens, carrying the supreme sword intent to sever cause and effect and annihilate all laws, suddenly rang out!
A sword aura, as bright as the blue sky and pure to the extreme, arrived first despite being delayed, and precisely struck the wisp of dark finger wind in the blink of an eye!
"laugh!"

There was no loud noise, only a faint sound, like a red-hot iron being plunged into cold water. That wisp of finger wind, powerful enough to annihilate a Core Formation cultivator, melted and vaporized instantly before that cyan sword energy, like ice and snow under the sun, leaving no trace!

A muffled groan came from the other end of the spatial rift, which then quickly closed and disappeared. The black stone slab also shattered into dust with a "crack".

A figure in a green robe appeared silently in front of Fu Shaoping, as if traversing space.

Shen Qingshan, we've arrived.

He glanced at the ravaged altar and the dying Bewitching Lizard, his gaze finally settling on Fu Shaoping, whose face was pale but whose eyes were bright.

"Well done."

His tone remained calm, but Fu Shaoping could sense a faint hint of...gratification flickering deep within his master's usually placid eyes.
With a flick of his sleeve, Shen Qingshan killed the Bewitching Demon Lizard with a sword aura. He then looked down at the defeated beast tide and the Qingxuan Sect disciples who were clearing out the remaining enemies.

"Once this matter is settled, come back to the sect with me."

Fu Shaoping let out a long sigh of relief, his tense nerves finally relaxing. He knew that the training in the Northern Territory had temporarily come to an end with the arrival of his master and the defeat of the beast tide.

But his journey is far from over. After this battle, his name will surely resound throughout the Northern Territory and reach his sect. The threat of the Netherworld Sect, like a sword hanging over his head, constantly reminds him that the road ahead is still long and fraught with danger.

He gripped the sword tightly, his eyes growing ever more determined.

No matter what lies ahead, he has only one sword to slay! The sword light, like a dragon, clashed fiercely with the giant ice crystal ape's fist! There was no loud noise, only a crisp cracking sound! The giant ape's fist, harder than refined steel, along with half of its arm, was eroded and frozen by the sword intent containing annihilation and icy stillness the moment it came into contact with the sword light, and then shattered into countless ice powders!
The sword light didn't stop, sweeping across the giant ape's neck! A huge head shot into the sky!

At the same time, Fu Shaoping twisted his body strangely, narrowly avoiding the breath of the ice python. He then pointed out with his Flowing Fire Sword, and a condensed Flowing Cloud Sword Qi, like a malignant sore, pierced into the python's vital spot, instantly shattering its life force!
He didn't even turn around at those Shadow Blade Leopards. The Chaotic Sword Domain that flowed spontaneously around him suddenly surged! Like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, invisible ripples of sword intent spread out. The Shadow Blade Leopards that were stealthily approaching were as if they had collided with an invisible storm of sword blades, and were instantly cut to pieces!

In the blink of an eye, several third-tier demonic beasts were all killed!

Such ferocity caused the other demonic beasts rushing from behind to hesitate for a moment!
Seizing this fleeting opportunity, Fu Shaoping accelerated once more, tearing through the last line of defense of the demonic beasts as if ripping cloth, and stepped onto that small hill filled with demonic energy!
At the summit of the hill, the scene was utterly terrifying. A central altar, constructed from the bones of countless demonic beasts and humans, stood erect. Suspended on the altar was a violently pulsating, black heart-like tumor. Numerous thick, vein-like tentacles of demonic energy extended from the tumor, piercing the void and connecting to the endless horde of beasts below! It was this very tumor that continuously emitted malevolent fluctuations, manipulating the minds of the demonic beasts!
Beside the altar, a beast, not particularly large in size but covered in dark golden scales, resembling a lizard with a single vertical eye on its forehead, was coiled—a peak third-tier bewitching demonic lizard! Its aura already indicated it had one foot in the fourth tier (Core Formation) threshold! Its cold vertical eye was fixed on Fu Shaoping, who had intruded, with cruelty and mockery in its gaze.

"Human...you are very strong...but this is the end..." A chaotic mental fluctuation directly impacted Fu Shaoping's sea of ​​consciousness.

Fu Shaoping felt a sharp pain in his head, and countless illusions arose, as if countless voices were roaring, tempting, and threatening him in his ears! The most terrifying thing about this Bewitching Demon Lizard is its powerful mental attack ability!
"A clear mind reflects even the smallest details!"

Fu Shaoping held fast to his sword heart, and the illusory image of the setting sun in his sea of ​​consciousness, tempered by the eternal icy silence, shone brightly. All illusions and noises melted away like snow meeting the blazing sun! His eyes regained their clarity, even becoming sharper!
"Your tricks won't work on me!"

He stopped wasting words, knowing full well that a swift victory was essential! The longer it dragged on, the greater the pressure would be on the other side of the city walls!

The Blazing Sword was aimed directly at the black tumor on the altar and the Bewitching Demon Lizard!

The Chaos Sword Essence erupted without reservation! He compressed the three sword domains of dawn, flowing clouds, and setting sun to their extreme, concentrating them at a single point on the tip of his sword!
This time, he did not pursue the ultimate fusion, but instead pushed forward the power of the three realms in a mysterious order, like waves, layer by layer!

The first level, the hope of dawn, breaks through the demonic barrier!

The second layer, the trail of flowing clouds, locks onto the enemy's core!

The third layer, the annihilation of the setting sun, bestows the final end!
"Sunset Glow - Triple Waves!" With a single thrust of the sword, three distinct yet seamlessly integrated waves of sword light surged forth, each higher than the last, carrying an overwhelming force capable of crushing everything, crashing towards the altar!
The Bewitching Demon Lizard let out a sharp mental shriek in an attempt to disrupt the attack, while simultaneously unleashing a dark golden breath that condensed its life's cultivation, meeting the wave of sword light head-on!

"Boom——!!!"

Two incredibly powerful forces collided violently at the top of the hill! The energy storm instantly shrank the entire hill by three feet! Demonic energy and sword light intertwined and annihilated each other wildly!
The stalemate lasted only a moment!
The triple sword waves, containing the true meaning of the Great Dao of Sunset, especially the last one which incorporated the meaning of eternal icy silence, were more powerful than the Bewitching Demon Lizard could imagine!

The dark golden breath was penetrated and disintegrated layer by layer!
The sword wave, its momentum undiminished, slammed fiercely into the altar!

"No—!" The Bewitching Lizard roared in despair.

The black tumor twisted and swelled violently within the wave of sword energy, then burst open like a punctured balloon! Countless demonic tentacles snapped off inch by inch!

The Bewitching Demon Lizard was also struck by the edge of the sword wave, its dark golden scales peeled off in large pieces, blood gushed out, and its aura instantly weakened!
With the source destroyed, the seductive will that had enveloped the entire battlefield receded like a tide.

The previously frenzied and violent beast horde below was instantly thrown into chaos. The crimson in the eyes of many demonic beasts quickly faded, revealing confusion and fear. Their attacks came to an abrupt halt, and they even began trampling each other and scattering in all directions!
On the city wall, the pressure suddenly decreased!

"We succeeded! Uncle Fu succeeded!" The overwhelming joy of surviving the ordeal surged into the hearts of all the guards!
Elder Han's eyes flashed with a sharp light. Seizing this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, he roared sharply, "The demonic beasts are in chaos! Follow me—kill!"

"kill!!!"

The pent-up anger and fighting spirit erupted completely! Countless Qingxuan Sect disciples, like tigers unleashed, charged out of the city walls, pursuing the fleeing beasts! The beast tide crumbled, the surviving monsters howling as they fled into the vast icy plains, leaving behind only devastation and frozen blood. Under Elder Han's command, the garrison of Xuanbing Fortress began methodically clearing the battlefield, treating the wounded, and repairing the damaged walls. The atmosphere of relief after the catastrophe was a mixture of the joy of victory and the grief of losing fellow disciples.

Shen Qingshan did not linger at the fortress. With a flick of his sleeve, a gentle yet irresistible force enveloped Fu Shaoping. The next moment, the two were on a cloud, and the Xuanbing Fortress beneath their feet rapidly shrank, turning into an inconspicuous black dot on the snow-white ground.

"Master, are we heading straight back to the sect?" Fu Shaoping asked, feeling the gusts of wind whistling past his ears. His injuries were not yet healed, and his sword energy was depleted; what he needed most at this moment was rest.

Shen Qingshan gazed ahead, his green robes fluttering in the wind as he flew at high speed. His tone was calm: "Han Tianshuang will handle the matter in the Northern Territory properly. Your performance this time has far exceeded the sect's expectations. Staying in the fortress would only make you a target for trouble."

He paused, turned his head to look at Fu Shaoping, his gaze seemingly able to penetrate his Qi Sea and Consciousness Sea: "Your sword energy is depleted, and your meridians also have hidden injuries. You need to recuperate as soon as possible. The Cloud Sea Sword Intent of Luoxia Peak is the best place to nurture it."

Fu Shaoping felt a warmth in his heart, knowing that his master was worried about his injuries and also wanted to protect him from potential trouble and covetousness. He said no more and silently circulated the remaining trace of sword energy to guide the medicinal power to repair his damaged meridians.

Shen Qingshan's escape was incredibly fast; in less than half a day, the continuous mountain range of Qingxuan Sect was already in sight. Without alerting anyone, he took Fu Shaoping directly back to the summit of Luoxia Peak.

The sea of ​​clouds churned atop the peak, a stark contrast to the harsh cold of the North, filling the air with tranquility and vitality. The familiar sword intent enveloped him, causing Fu Shaoping's tense mind to involuntarily relax.

"Take this pill and go into seclusion by the Sword Washing Pool. You may not leave until you are fully recovered." Shen Qingshan tossed Fu Shaoping a jade bottle containing a pill the size of a longan, radiating a seven-colored glow. Its potency far surpassed any pill he had ever taken before.

"Thank you, Master!" Fu Shaoping solemnly accepted the gift.

Shen Qingshan nodded slightly, and his figure merged into the sea of ​​clouds and disappeared.

Fu Shaoping didn't delay any longer and went to the Sword Washing Pool. The sword intent liquid in the pool sensed the same Falling Sunset Sword Intent within him and rippled slightly. He swallowed the seven-colored pill, and immediately a gentle yet vast medicinal power spread out, nourishing his parched meridians and dantian like sweet rain, repairing the hidden injuries left by the fierce battle with the Demonic Dragon and the Bewitching Heart Demon Lizard, and even slowly recovering from the burden on his soul caused by repeatedly using sword intent beyond his limits.

He sat cross-legged, his mind sinking into his body, guiding the medicinal power and the sword intent of the Sword Cleansing Pool to work together. The chaotic sword essence began to recover slowly but steadily, becoming purer and more condensed. In his sea of ​​consciousness, the phantom of the setting sun, tempered by the blood and fire of the Northern Realm and infused with the intent of eternal icy desolation, became increasingly clear and stable, and the cycle formed with the two intents of dawn and flowing clouds became more fluid and natural.

Time slips away quietly during cultivation.

A month later, Fu Shaoping had fully recovered from his injuries. Not only was his cultivation completely stabilized at the peak of the early Foundation Establishment stage, but the quantity and quality of his Chaos Sword Essence had also reached a new level, and his spiritual sense strength had steadily entered the mid-Foundation Establishment stage. His understanding of the Sunset Sword Dao, especially the application of the "Triple Waves" and his grasp of the true meaning of "Silent Reincarnation," had reached a new height.

On this day, he had just awoke from a deep meditation when a communication talisman pierced through the sea of ​​clouds and hovered before him. It was a summons from the sect leader.

Fu Shaoping straightened his robes, took a deep breath, and his eyes flashed with a restrained glint. He knew that the achievements in the Northern Territory, the sect's rewards, and the attention and responsibilities that followed were imminent.

He transformed into a golden rainbow, left Sunset Peak, and headed towards the sect's main hall atop the main peak.

Inside the main hall, the atmosphere was solemn and dignified. The sect leader sat at the head of the table, flanked by the peak masters of each peak and the elders of important halls such as the Discipline Hall and the Transmission Hall. Shen Qingshan was also among them, still maintaining his aloof demeanor.

As Fu Shaoping stepped into the main hall, all eyes instantly focused on him. Curiosity, scrutiny, admiration, astonishment… a whole host of emotions were on him. In the battle of the Northern Border, he had single-handedly slain a third-tier high-grade demonic dragon, single-handedly broken through the formation to destroy the source of the beast tide, and withstood a Nascent Soul old demon's finger strike from afar (although he was saved by Shen Qingshan, his courage and the attention he had garnered were enough)... These feats had already been reported back to the sect, making it difficult for him to go unnoticed.

"Disciple Fu Shaoping greets the Sect Master and all elders." Fu Shaoping bowed respectfully, neither humble nor arrogant.

The sect leader, a middle-aged cultivator with a refined appearance and unfathomable aura, looked at Fu Shaoping with gentle eyes and said, "Fu Shaoping, at the Northern Border Xuanbing Fortress, you faced danger without fear, bravely slaying powerful enemies, breaking through the formation and securing the fortress, thus enhancing the prestige of our Qingxuan Sect. Your merits are outstanding. By decision of the sect, you are hereby promoted to 'True Disciple'!" (End of Chapter)