The head master has a new female apprentice

Chapter 320 I don't have a Daoist partner yet, I don't want to become a father so early (6k)

In the center of the battlefield, Zhou Qing remained calm despite being surrounded by five Nascent Soul stage experts.

His golden wings suddenly unfurled, and he retreated rapidly, creating distance between them.

"Formation!"

The two Grandmaster Elders, both at the Great Perfection stage, roared in unison, and the three Chaos Pearls spun rapidly in the air, transforming into three beams of azure light that sealed off the heavens and earth.

The jade ruler swelled in the wind and transformed into a hundred-foot-long giant blade that cleaved down. The runes on the ruler's body flickered, actually attracting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to resonate.

Golden light surged in Zhou Qing's eyes, and the lightning from the broken sword of the tetanus attack intensified.

The Thunderstorm Meteor Strike was unleashed with overwhelming force, unleashing a torrential downpour of lightning that collided violently with the giant jade blade.

Rumble!
Amidst the deafening explosion, thunder and blue light intertwined and tore at each other.

Zhou Qing flashed, and Jin Peng used his speed to the extreme, instantly appearing behind a late-stage Nascent Soul elder.

"Watch out!" another elder exclaimed.

But then Zhou Qing's left hand formed a claw, and he activated the Suanni Treasure Technique. The golden beast claw slammed down with the force to tear through space.

The elder hastily summoned his protective magic weapon, but it was shattered by a single claw, and he was sent flying backward like a broken sack, spitting out blood.

"Damn it!" The elder holding the ruler's eyes were bloodshot as he turned the jade ruler around and swept it horizontally.

Zhou Qing neither dodged nor evaded, and the phantom of a golden crow appeared behind him.

The scorching golden flames burst forth and collided violently with the jade ruler.

The terrifying heat caused the runes on the ruler to melt, and the elder holding the ruler groaned as blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.

"Primordial Heavenly Gang!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the two Great Perfection Elders simultaneously made hand seals.

A large number of Chaos Pearls formed a mysterious array in the air, and a blue light curtain pressed down like the sky.

Zhou Qing felt a sudden heaviness around him, as if he were carrying a mountain on his back.

"The Emperor's Majesty!"

Zhou Qing gave a cold shout, and an aura of domineering authority suddenly erupted.

It was an aura that surpassed all living beings, as if one were facing not a cultivator, but an unparalleled emperor.

The five elders were shaken to their core, and the hand seals in their hands froze.

Taking this opportunity, Zhou Qingjinpeng fully revealed his true form.

Its ten-foot-long golden wings blotted out the sky and sun, and every feather shimmered with dazzling golden light.

With a flap of its wings, thousands of golden feathers shot out like sharp arrows, riddling the blue light curtain with holes.

"Primordial Chaos Realm - Heaven and Earth as One!"

One of the Great Perfection Elders roared angrily, and his body surged with azure light.

In an instant, Zhou Qing felt the surrounding space begin to distort and deform, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was forcibly drawn away by an invisible force.

It was as if it wanted to refine his entire life into this small space.

The other party's face contorted with rage, as if he could already see Zhou Qing being refined into a blood mist.

however--

"break!"

Zhou Qing spoke softly, his voice gentle yet resonant, as a powerful golden torrent surged into the sky.

Click!

Cracks appeared directly in the opponent's mental landscape, and then shattered inch by inch like fragile glass.

The Grand Perfection Elder was struck as if by lightning, spitting out a mouthful of blood and staggering back more than ten steps before barely managing to regain his balance.

"Impossible!" He stared incredulously, his voice becoming shrill. "What kind of artistic conception is this?"

Zhou Qing stood with his hands behind his back, his golden wings fluttering gently behind him, his gaze sweeping indifferently over the remaining four people.

"I now believe that the sect leader may very well have died at his hands. Let's attack together, don't be careless!"

Another Grand Perfection elder roared, "I don't believe he can break through all of our mental cultivation levels at the same time in such a short period of time!"

"Burn the sky and cook the sea!"

"May it live forever!"

"Frozen for thousands of miles!"

"Earth Vein Suppression!"

The four activated their artistic intents simultaneously, and the world instantly changed color.

The blazing flames transformed into a boundless sea of ​​fire, turning half the sky crimson.

Towering ancient trees rise from the ground, each leaf gleaming with a sharp, cold light.

The biting cold froze the void, even the air itself condensed into frost.

The heavy earth spirit gathers into mountains, carrying an aura that suppresses all things.

Four completely different artistic conceptions intertwined, forming a strange balance, like a millstone of heaven and earth crushing down on Zhou Qing.

Wherever it passed, tiny cracks appeared in the space, emitting a teeth-grinding "crackling" sound.

Faced with this earth-shattering power, Zhou Qing did not retreat but advanced, actually venturing into the center of the storm of intent!

"Has he gone mad?" an elder exclaimed in shock.

However, Zhou Qing's figure had already disappeared into it. He wanted to use his own understanding to comprehend and comprehend it, thereby breaking through!

"Break it for me!"

Soon, Zhou Qing's voice came from the eye of the storm.

The next moment, golden ripples spread out from him.

The ripples appeared gentle, yet they devastated everything in their path.

The next moment, the sea of ​​fire went out, like a candle flame being extinguished by an invisible hand.

Ancient trees wither and turn to ashes in the blink of an eye.

The ice melted and evaporated into mist.

The mountain collapsed and shattered into dust.

The four moods are like snow meeting the scorching sun, melting and disintegrating at a visible speed.

The entire destruction process took no more than three breaths, yet it left the four elders feeling as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

"puff--"

All four men coughed up blood simultaneously, their faces turning deathly pale.

Their mental state was forcibly shattered, and the backlash severely damaged their souls, causing blood to seep from their seven orifices.

"This is impossible." An elder in the late stage of the Nascent Soul Realm knelt on one knee, his eyes filled with shock and fear. "How could someone's intent be so strong?"

At this moment, Zhou Qing had already taken to the air, ignoring the setting sun's restriction on the Daoist temple, and looked down at the five people from his high position.

“Now, it’s time to end this.” His voice was eerily calm.

The next moment, blood-red wings suddenly unfurled behind him, descending like a curtain of the sky.

Those wings blotted out the sky, each feather transforming into a blood-red chain, sealing off all escape routes.

The five men's expressions changed drastically, and they instinctively wanted to run away.

Unable to fly due to the restrictions imposed by the setting sun, they could only watch helplessly as the blood-red sky descended.

Zhou Qing's eyes flashed with golden light, and the four-colored strange flowers inside his body spun rapidly.

He slowly raised his hand, and a terrifying aura gathered at his fingertips.

In an instant, a gigantic phantom of a blood phoenix roared to the sky, its body flashing with countless ancient runes.

Even more terrifying, five dazzling phoenix patterns flew out from Zhou Qing's fingertips, rushing into the blood curtain like meteors.

boom! boom! boom!
Five consecutive explosions rang out, followed by heart-wrenching screams from within the blood-red sky.

The sound was extremely shrill, as if the victim was being subjected to a thousand cuts.

After a while, everything calmed down.

Blood-red wings slowly unfurled, and two Blood Phoenix Tribulation Crystals, each the size of a pigeon's egg, floated in the air, shimmering with an eerie light under the setting sun.

Zhou Qing waved his hand to put away the tribulation crystal, his face turning slightly pale.

This battle may have seemed easy, but it actually took a huge toll.

He immediately took out several top-grade spirit stones and began to replenish his spiritual power by circulating the Yin-Yang Technique.

In the distance, Lu Yaoyao was already dumbfounded.

Although she trusted her father, this was just too much.

He is virtually invincible within his own realm; no, this is already killing enemies beyond his realm.

"Let's go, the battle here will probably attract other people or monsters!"

After Zhou Qing finished his meditation, his golden wings unfurled once more, and he swiftly flew away with Lu Yaoyao in tow...

half a month later.

In a cave dwelling on an upside-down mountain that had been searched by the Thirteen Sects, Zhou Qing slowly opened his eyes, his gaze gleaming with excitement.

"This feeling is really..." He stretched his limbs with lingering enjoyment, his bones cracking with a crisp sound.

Over the past two weeks, he has absorbed all the Blood Phoenix Tribulation Crystals he possesses.

The conversion rate was an astonishing 100%, with almost no loss, and unlike absorbing spirit stones, the body did not need a cooling-off period.

He is now making great strides toward the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage.

Keep in mind that he only broke through to the later stage in about two years.

An ordinary cultivator would still be consolidating their realm at this moment, let alone making further progress.

"If only there could be more," a hint of longing flashed in Zhou Qing's eyes, before he looked at Lu Yaoyao, who was sitting cross-legged with her eyes closed beside him.

Since absorbing the Blood Phoenix Tribulation Crystal, this girl was also utterly astonished by its heaven-defying effect.

At this moment, spiritual energy surged around her, indicating that her cultivation level was also rapidly improving.

"Whether or not we can find Second Senior Sister, the only way to leave safely now is to break through to the Great Perfection realm, which will give us a glimmer of hope."

Zhou Qing glanced at Lu Yaoyao and the dozing hen at his feet, his determination to break through grew even stronger.

Then, he took out his spoils from this period of time—six storage bags.

To his surprise, he found a total of five top-grade wood-attribute spirit stones in the storage bags of Fang Hanyue, the sect master of Hunyuan Sect, and two other Supreme Elders.

In addition, there are two fire-attribute and two earth-attribute stones.

In the past few days, he had been wandering through various fiery rifts, and in addition to killing fire lizards, he also picked up four fire-attribute spirit stones at the bottom.

"This trip really made us a fortune," Zhou Qing said with a slight smile.

Suddenly, he frowned and looked out of the cave.

Footsteps approached from afar. Logically, this place should have been explored by now. Are they preparing for a second visit?

A smile appeared on Zhou Qing's face as he put away all the storage bags and casually set up a soundproof barrier to ensure that he would not disturb Lu Yaoyao's cultivation.

Then they walked out of the cave.

“Since everyone in this training ground is a Nascent Soul cultivator who has comprehended the essence of the Dao,” a hint of fighting spirit flashed in his eyes.

"Then use your artistic conceptions to help me improve them. If they are from the Hunyuan Sect, don't blame me for being ruthless."

Soon, sounds came from outside.

"Hey, can't you see me, a living person? You all look up to the sky."

"My goodness, where did this person come from? He scared the hell out of me."

"You look completely unfamiliar! We're familiar with all the people from different sects who have come in. I understand now, you're the one the Hunyuan Sect has offered a high bounty for!" someone exclaimed.

"I never expected to run into my Blood Shadow Sect." Another cold voice rang out, "We are all sects from the Western Regions. Since we've met, let's just extract their primordial spirits and send them to the Hunyuan Sect to collect their reward!"

Soon, the sounds of fierce fighting rang out outside, then quickly subsided.

A moment later, Zhou Qing strolled back into the cave, shaking his head and scoffing, "Four late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, I wonder who gave them that confidence." He weighed the Blood Phoenix Tribulation Crystal, about the size of a mung bean, in his hand, casually put it away, and began sorting through his spoils.

About two hours later, Lu Yaoyao finally slowly opened her eyes, her eyes filled with undisguised excitement.

She could clearly feel that her cultivation level was increasing rapidly after absorbing the two blood-red crystals given to her by her father.

Seeing this, Zhou Qing picked up the old hen and took out a newly found map from the other party's storage bag, which marked the locations of many fissures in the earth.

"Let's go, next stop. This time we have a chance to break through together!" Zhou Qing said in high spirits.

Lu Yaoyao nodded repeatedly. At this moment, even though she was in danger, she felt so happy.

It seemed like it had been a long time since the two of them had gone on an adventure together like this.

[Heart Judgment Points +9]

The next moment, Zhou Qing, who had just transformed into a golden-winged roc, heard a familiar notification sound.

When he saw that the words "So awesome" above Lu Yaoyao's head had turned into "Good dad" again, he stumbled.

Junior sister, I'm kind to you and gave you the Blood Phoenix Tribulation Crystal because you know too many of my secrets.

And bringing you here this time can be considered good luck along the way; this is compensation and reward.

Can you please stop having any other thoughts about me?

I don't have a Daoist partner yet, and I don't want to become a father so early.

However, seeing her happily climbing onto his back and rubbing against his neck, Zhou Qing could only sigh helplessly.

I guess her family died young, and she probably lacked care and love.

Then, golden wings unfurled, and the two headed straight for their next destination, following the map…

……

half year later.

Zhou Qing explored every single one of the earth fire fissures in the entire Primordial Daoist Temple, fissures that even the thirteen sects of the Southwest dared not approach.

Before the inscription-level divine power, all the fire lizards transformed into crystal-clear Blood Phoenix Calamity Crystals.

Not only the fire lizards underground, but also the fierce birds flying in the sky and the monsters running on the ground, could not escape the fate of being refined.

Today, in a secluded cave that has been opened up, Zhou Qing sits cross-legged, his aura surging like a tide.

Holding the old hen in her arms and holding the Ice Soul Sword, Lu Yaoyao stood guard at the cave entrance vigilantly.

At this moment, the aura emanating from her body was no longer that of the late stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, but rather that of the Great Perfection Realm.

She broke through a month ago; the crystals her father gave her were so pure that her cultivation level skyrocketed.

She had no doubt that if she could further refine her understanding of the conception, she might be able to directly break through to the Divine Transformation Realm.

At this moment, all her attention was focused on the figure inside the cave.

Even when my father was only in the late Nascent Soul stage, he could still kill opponents at the Great Perfection stage. How strong would he be if he broke through to the Great Perfection stage of Nascent Soul?

Just thinking about it makes people look forward to it.

At this moment, Zhou Qing held a Blood Phoenix Tribulation Crystal the size of a fingernail in each of his left and right hands, and his aura had reached its peak.

The four-colored flowers within the sea of ​​consciousness shone with an unprecedented brilliance.

The four colors of light intertwine, forming a perfect cycle within the dantian.

"Not enough"

With a thought, Zhou Qing sent out all the remaining Blood Phoenix Tribulation Crystals from his storage bag.

Dozens of crystals floated around him, emanating a rich aura of blood.

As he opened his mouth and inhaled, all the crystals transformed into a torrent of blood, which surged directly into his body.

boom!
A surge of powerful energy coursed through his meridians, causing fine cracks to appear on his body's surface, and even blood to seep out.

However, his expression remained unchanged. The Yin-Yang Technique was activated at high speed, and the four-colored flowers spun wildly, absorbing all of this energy.

"It's still a little worse!"

Zhou Qing made a firm decision and took out all the top-grade spirit stones he had, except for those with the wood attribute.

In an instant, various colors of spiritual light filled the entire cave, and the misty spiritual energy emanating from the spirit stones almost solidified, forming a sea of ​​spiritual mist inside the cave.

He knew that it was very difficult to break through from the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm to the Great Perfection realm; otherwise, his master and senior uncles would not have been able to break through with the help of the Yin Spirit Stone when they were all nearing the end of their lifespans.

But the energy required was far beyond my imagination.

Normally, the energy required to achieve the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top is already several times that of an ordinary person.

This previously unrecorded variant of the Four Flowers Gathering at the Top is several times more difficult than the Three Flowers Gathering at the Top.

Seeing such a terrifying scene, Lu Yaoyao unconsciously tightened her grip on the old hen.

The old hen blinked her not-so-bright eyes and clucked uneasily.

"Keep it up, young dad! You'll always be the most upright and dependable person in Yao Yao's heart!"

Lu Yaoyao's eyes were filled with worry, yet also with unwavering trust, as she silently prayed.

Inside the cave, Zhou Qing had entered a state of complete absorption.

Many top-grade spirit stones dimmed at a visible speed, and a vast amount of spiritual power continuously flowed into his body.

The four-colored flowers within the sea of ​​consciousness greedily devoured this energy, each petal undergoing subtle, silent changes...

……

At this moment, in a canyon less than fifty miles from where Zhou Qing was in seclusion, two disheveled figures were fleeing at high speed.

"Ling'er, hang in there a little longer!" Bai He supported Luo Lingling, his face as pale as paper.

His clothes were already tattered, and a deep, bone-revealing wound on his chest was still bleeding.

Luo Lingling's situation was even worse; her left arm hung limply at her sides, and half of a broken arrow, still flaming, was stuck in her shoulder.

She gritted her teeth and kept taking out various talismans from her storage bag and throwing them behind her.

"Shut up, save your energy for running away!" Her voice was hoarse, but still defiant. "I'm not going to die!"

Bai He looked at Luo Lingling's disheveled appearance, his eyes filled with regret.

I should have listened to her and stayed in that cave on the bank of the river flowing against the current for a few more years before coming out.

Originally, I just wanted to come out for some fresh air, but I didn't expect to wake up the ferocious water dragon that was sleeping at the bottom of the river.

Even more unexpectedly, after so many years, people from the thirteen sects in the southwest region were still exploring the training ground, and were even attracted by the commotion of their battle.

He still hadn't cultivated enough patience; compared to Luo Lingling, the master of the art of patience, he was far inferior.

"How about I just confront them directly!" Bai He suddenly said.

Luo Lingling glanced at him sideways: "At a time like this, do you think your prince status is still of any use? Putting aside how much you hate this status, do you think they'll believe it?"

"What if?" the white crane persisted.

Luo Lingling scoffed, "If I were them, I'd rather make the mistake and let you go."

As she spoke, she pulled out a handful of talismans from her storage bag and threw them behind her.

"First of all, the imperial dynasty and the sects are equal, so it's perfectly normal to mistakenly kill a prince or two. Secondly—"

She turned to look at Bai He, her eyes flashing with cold light. "If it were you, and you released someone you'd already offended who also had a powerful background, how could you be so sure he wouldn't hold a grudge and seek revenge?"

The white crane opened its beak, but was momentarily speechless.

Turning his head to look behind him, he saw six terrifying auras following him like shadows.

Those were Nascent Soul stage experts from the Blood Fiend Sect and the Profound Nether Sect, two of the thirteen sects in the Southwest Region.

Blood Fiend Sect's First Elder, Blood Wuyai, and Second Elder, Blood Wuhen.

The four Supreme Elders of the Xuanming Sect: Minghe, Mingye, Mingfeng, and Mingyu.

"Run? Let's see where you can run to!" Xue Wuyai's cold voice echoed in the canyon. Blood mist swirled around him, and wherever he passed, the vegetation withered.

The Blood Fiend Sect's Grand Elder wore a mocking expression, like a cat toying with a mouse, while his eyes were filled with malice as he stared at the two people fleeing in disarray ahead.

"I didn't expect you two juniors to still be alive. You're really tough." Xue Wuyai licked his dry, cracked lips.

"I wonder how Fang Hanyue managed to chase us down back then. No wonder we were caught off guard this time. His eyesight is terrible!"

The bottom of all the rivers flowing backward in the Primordial Dojo is where terrifying beasts slumber, a fact they had already learned when they first entered.

When the temple was first established, several senior elders were swallowed by ferocious beasts forever because they recklessly explored the river.

Half a day ago, they had planned to join forces to explore another upside-down mountain.

After all, the most core restricted cave of the dojo had already been occupied by the array masters invited by the two leading sects, Hunyuan Sect and Jiehuo Hall.

According to the previous agreement among the thirteen sects, no matter which sect breaks the restriction, the other sects are not allowed to interfere.

But just as they were on their way, a deafening roar suddenly came from the nearby River Flowing Against the Current.

Everyone initially thought it was some reckless fool who had disturbed the ferocious beast at the bottom of the river, but they never expected that they would encounter the same couple that Fang Hanyue, the sect leader of the Hunyuan Sect, had chased after back then.

They were also the first two people to discover this primordial dojo!

How could six Great Perfection experts not be excited?
As the earliest explorers to enter the dojo, this couple likely possesses access to hidden passages and treasure locations unknown to others.

What shocked them even more was that the two of them were able to escape unscathed from the water dragon that was comparable to a half-step Spirit Severing Realm expert.

Even now, being pursued by six Great Perfection Realm experts, the fact that it can still hold on for so long is truly astonishing in its tenacious vitality.

"We absolutely cannot let them leave alive!" Bloodless's face twisted with a hideous scar. "Otherwise, the consequences will be dire!"

That damned Sunset Restriction!

If it weren't for the fact that flying is prohibited within the dojo, they would have already captured these two juniors.

But it's not too late now. There's no way out ahead. Let's see where they can escape to!
"Why struggle in vain?" Styx sneered, his withered hand suddenly swinging out. "The difference in cultivation level cannot be bridged by luck!"

A ghostly claw shot out from the sky, its shadow corroding the air and emitting a pungent white smoke.

Bai He gritted his teeth, turned around, and quickly formed hand seals: "Xuanyuan Dragon Emperor Technique - Imperial!"

A golden dragon phantom flew out from his palm, its scales gleaming with golden light, and its roar resounding through the valley.

The golden dragon and the ghostly claw collided with a deafening roar.

Although he barely managed to block the attack, the recoil caused Baihe to cough up another mouthful of blood, and his face grew even paler.

In recent years, thanks to the opportunities they gained at the Daoist temple, the two of them narrowly broke through to the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

However, this level of cultivation is still insufficient when facing six renowned experts at the Great Perfection stage.

"Why waste words with them!" Luo Lingling suddenly threw out three purple talismans.

The cinnabar runes drawn on the talisman paper gleamed with a dangerous aura. "Try my 'Three Talents Deadly Talisman'!"

The talisman exploded in the air, turning into a sky full of purple needles.

These fine purple needles are specifically designed to pierce through protective spiritual energy, and can easily penetrate even the defenses of a Nascent Soul cultivator at the Great Perfection stage.

The six men dared not be careless and each used their own methods to defend themselves.

Xue Wuyai unleashed a blood-red shield, while Minghe summoned the Netherworld Mist to block all the purple needles.

"You bitch!" Xue Wuhen cursed, his face contorted with a hideous scar like a centipede. "Once I catch you, I'll make you wish you were dead!"

Blood trickled from the corner of Luo Lingling's mouth, but she still managed a mocking smile: "You old codgers?"

She spoke toughly, but her hands never stopped moving. She took out several palm-sized paper figures from her bosom, bit her fingertip, quickly sketched a few lines on them, and then threw them on the ground.

The paper figures grew taller in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, they transformed into phantoms that were exactly the same as them, even their auras were identical.

The six phantoms fled in different directions, making it difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake for a moment.

"A mere trick!" Mingye sneered, and a white bone banner flew out from his wide sleeves.

The banner fluttered in the wind, and the eerie breeze dispersed all the illusions, revealing the direction the two had actually fled in.

Taking advantage of the brief chaos, Luo Lingling pulled Bai He and rushed into a narrow mountain crevice.

As soon as she entered the crevice, she could no longer hold on and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, staggering as she leaned against the rock wall.

Bai He looked at her pale face and blood-soaked clothes, his hands clenching so tightly they cracked.

He took a deep breath, then suddenly turned to face the entrance to the mountain crevice: "You go, I'll cover your retreat."

(End of this chapter)