Gou can devour and become a saint in the cultivation world.

Chapter 443 Coming for You

The woman in his arms sobbed for a long time, her delicate body still trembling slightly.

Chen Yi didn't say anything, but simply held her quietly, gently patting her back with his palm, letting her tears soak his clothes.

He sighed inwardly.

For so many years, he has been busy cultivating in Zhongzhou, improving his strength, and struggling to survive in that perilous world of cultivation, just to stay alive.

He had considered returning, but the dangers of the Central Plains far exceeded his imagination. If he was not strong enough, returning would only bring disaster to his loved ones.

In fact, he has also been a great help to those around him.

With his help, several people, including Ning Bu'er, Fairy Xuan Yin, and Fairy Qing Yue, made great progress in their cultivation and supernatural abilities.

Even Ji Wuchen, Fairy Kongling, and Qiu Li, Qin Chengcheng's close friend, and other ordinary friends of Chen Yi, all received considerable help from Chen Yi.

But he never asked Qin Chengcheng, the first benefactor who led him into the world of cultivation and his first Daoist partner, a single question.

Back then, Qin Chengcheng's talent far surpassed his; he formed his core earlier and it was of the highest quality.

However, more than a hundred years later, his friends had already successively advanced to the Nascent Soul stage with his help or influence.

Qin Chengcheng, however, remains trapped at the peak of the Golden Core stage and has yet to trigger the Nascent Soul tribulation.

Ugh.

Chen Yi sighed inwardly again, feeling a deep sense of indebtedness.

Chengcheng, now that I've returned, I will make up for all the debts I owe you.

I will not only help you break through to the Nascent Soul stage, but also help you walk more steadily and go further on the path of cultivation.

Chen Yiyu silently thought to himself.

At this moment, Qin Chengcheng's sobs gradually subsided.

She seemed to feel a little embarrassed, and nestled in his arms for a few more moments before hastily wiping away the tears on her face with Chen Yi's clothes and raising her head.

Her exquisitely beautiful face still bore traces of wet tears, and her beautiful eyes were red from crying, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

She pouted slightly, her expression a mix of reproach and coquettishness, as she gazed at Chen Yi.

If the cultivators of Qi who admired her were to see her in this tearful state, their hearts and souls would surely be shattered.

"Chen Lang, how have you been in Zhongzhou all these years? Has your cultivation been going smoothly? Have you made any enemies outside? Did you return this time to seek revenge, or do you have some other purpose? You—have you already advanced to the Nascent Soul stage?"

She fired off a barrage of questions, her tone full of urgency and concern.

Chen Yi hadn't expected that Qin Chengcheng's first action after regaining consciousness would be to show such concern for him.

He could hear the deep worry hidden in her words.

Qin Chengcheng assumed that Chen Yi, having returned from Zhongzhou to Qi, a place widely regarded as a barren corner of the cultivation world, would find it difficult to establish himself in Zhongzhou and would be hunted down, thus being forced to flee back.

After all, returning from the prosperous Central Plains to the spiritually barren Qi State seemed to anyone like a sign of defeat and destitution.

Chen Yi had long been accustomed to this, and whenever he was out and about, he would cover his body with his supernatural powers of concealment, so as not to reveal even a trace of his aura.

Qin Chengcheng had just awakened from the state of selflessness she had been immersed in practicing the zither music. With her mind in turmoil, she naturally could not see through Chen Yi's current strength.

Chen Yi smiled slightly, raised his hand to smooth the few strands of hair that were damp with tears from her temples, and answered her questions gently one by one.

"Chengcheng, don't worry. I'm doing alright in Zhongzhou, and my spiritual practice has made some progress."

"I do have enemies, but I have not returned to escape being hunted down; I have come back specifically for you."

Chen Yi didn't say that he had foreseen that Qin Chengcheng would face a calamity.

"As for my cultivation level—"

Chen Yi paused briefly, met her bright eyes filled with worry, and said earnestly.

"Indeed, he entered the Nascent Soul stage decades ago, and now his cultivation has reached the mid-Nascent Soul stage."

Chen Yi patiently explained to Qin Chengcheng in a calm tone, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

Upon hearing that Chen Yi's cultivation had reached the Nascent Soul stage, or even the mid-Nascent Soul stage, Qin Chengcheng's beautiful eyes suddenly lit up.

A hint of confusion flashed across their eyes, which had just been filled with tears, as if they had not immediately grasped the meaning of these words.

Immediately following was utter disbelief.

Finally, the shock turned into uncontrollable ecstasy, and a look of surprise bloomed on his face.

Nascent Soul Stage!

He's actually in the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm!

Qin Chengcheng had been stuck at the peak of the Golden Core stage for decades, trying every possible method and expending countless resources, but still could not break through that bottleneck.

She naturally knew what the Nascent Soul stage meant to a cultivator.

That's an insurmountable barrier!

Especially someone like Chen Yi, who came from humble beginnings in the marketplace, without a distinguished background or a powerful lineage, and whose origins lie in the border regions.

To cultivate to the Golden Core realm is an extraordinary stroke of luck, like the ancestral graves emitting auspicious smoke.

Reaching the Nascent Soul stage was, in Chen Yi's eyes, and in Qin Chengcheng's eyes, a blessing earned through three lifetimes of cultivation, an immense stroke of good fortune.

Now, he actually admitted that he has cultivated to the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm!

Furthermore, observe his composed demeanor when he appeared, and the detail he mentioned in his words about being able to address the Emperor Qi as a fellow Daoist—

This was an immeasurable surprise for Qin Chengcheng.

"That's wonderful, Chen Lang, that's wonderful!"

Qin Chengcheng's eyes were filled with surprise. She reached out and touched Chen Yi's cheek in disbelief. Only when she felt the real warmth did she finally confirm that the person in front of her was not an illusion.

"Mid-stage Nascent Soul, that's comparable to a Nascent Soul giant like Emperor Qi."

"It's wonderful that you can live for a thousand years!"

All the longing and worry accumulated over the past century has transformed into pure joy at this moment.

Qin Chengcheng was genuinely happy for Chen Yi.

After calming down a bit, she looked up at Chen Yi with a hint of curiosity and anticipation in her eyes.

"Then why did you come back this time, Chen Lang?" Qin Chengcheng asked.

"Of course I'll take you away. I'll take you away from here."

Chen Yi grasped her slightly cold hand, his tone leaving no room for argument.

"The Qi Kingdom has been corrupted by the filthy demon realm. The spiritual energy here is chaotic and unsuitable for Nascent Soul formation. Even if you manage to form a Nascent Soul by chance, its quality will not be high, its foundation will be unstable, and its future path will be bleak."

"Moreover, breaking through in such a place could very well give the demons of the corrupted demon realm an opportunity to erode your soul when it is at its weakest."

"The Great Azure Realm may become a battlefield in the next few decades, but at least for the next few decades, the Central Plains will still be a pure land. I'll take you there to form your Nascent Soul, so that you can lay a real foundation for the future."

Chen Yi looked into her eyes and softly explained his plan. He didn't mention that if Chen Yi hadn't come, this calamity might have caused Qin Chengcheng's soul to perish.

Every word he uttered was like a stone thrown into Qin Chengcheng's heart.

Go to Zhongzhou, form an infant, lay a foundation—these words depicted such a beautiful future that it made her feel somewhat dazed.

But it was only a momentary daze.

Qin Chengcheng's smile froze, and the light in her eyes quickly dimmed, replaced by a deep worry and bitterness.

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