Cultivating immortality through titles, without bottlenecks.

What is a spiritual spring?

It is the foundation of cultivation, the necessity of cultivation, and the very basis upon which the Qingya Sect depends for its survival.

If this spiritual spring is destroyed, even if the members of the Qingya Sect are still alive, it will be no different from being dead.

Losing the spiritual spring meant that the entire Qingya Sect had lost its spiritual land and its mountain gate, turning into a third-rate gathering of rogue cultivators, utterly unworthy of the title of a sect.

Losing their sect affiliation means they will be unable to participate in resource-sharing ceremonies in the future, such as the Cangwu Junior Competition currently underway.

The Iron Sword Sect's mission was entirely aimed at undermining the Green Cliff Sect's foundation.

Yang Chupei originally thought that the three sects were only targeting Qingya Sect to occupy this sacred mountain, and that when Yang Jingting returned in the future, they would have plenty of ways to take back the mountain gate.

But she never expected that the other party would be so ruthless, intending to destroy the spiritual spring and destroy the foundation of Qingya Sect's cultivation.

Therefore, Yang Chupei dared not think of anything at this moment; only one thought echoed in her mind:

"We must, we absolutely must stop them!"

Thunder and fire roared, and even with Chao Wenhao's cultivation, he never expected that there would be Qingya Sect disciples who did not flee for their lives but instead followed him here.

Therefore, its reaction was extremely hasty, and it did not have time to use its defensive magic shield before the lightning and fire generated by the high-grade lightning and fire talisman fell in front of it.

"what!"

It let out a scream as lightning and fire enveloped its entire body.

Yang Chupei clenched her fists and looked into the thunder and fire.

Suddenly, a whooshing sound rang out, and Chao Wenhao emerged with his sword, his sword aura enveloping him, making him appear like a giant sword.

The giant sword crashed onto the mountain rocks, rolled over, and only after its magical power erupted did the lightning and fire all over its body extinguish.

Chao Wenhao's figure reappeared in Yang Chupei's sight.

At this moment, he no longer possessed the imposing presence and demeanor of someone at the seventh level of Qi Refining. His exposed skin was charred black by the lightning and fire, with only the part protected by his robes being slightly better, but even that part was still bright red, like cooked pork.

[At this point, I hope readers will remember our domain name: 202ᴋᴋs.ᴄᴏᴍ]

Yang Chupei was startled by the pitiful sight. She quickly realized what was happening, threw out her jade-colored longsword, and it transformed into a streak of light as she slashed at Chao Wenhao.

The latter, already enraged by his injury, turned around and was furious to find that this Qingya Sect disciple dared to attack him. He roared:

"court death!"

With a flick of his arm, a black magic sword shot out.

Its sound was like thunder, which was the second level of swordsmanship, the Sword Cry Thunder.

The black sword was powerful; upon colliding with Yang Chupei's jade-colored flying sword, the latter was immediately sent flying backward, crashing into the mountain rocks and becoming uncontrollable.

With the magic sword damaged and her mind preoccupied, Yang Chupei coughed up a mouthful of blood.

The moment the talisman between his fingers crumbled, the black sword was already upon him.

"Boom!"

The magic sword failed to break through the talisman's protection, but its immense force had already penetrated the talisman's defenses and struck Yang Chupei's body.

He was sent flying backwards and crashed into the mountain rocks, leaving a dent in his human shape.

If he hadn't been practicing the "Azure Cliff Nourishing Body Technique," cultivating both his physical body and spiritual energy, this single strike would have been enough to kill him.

The difference between the seventh level of Qi Refining and the fifth level is so great that it is an insurmountable gap.

Even though she survived, Yang Chupei felt as if every bone in her body had been shattered.

Forget about getting up to attack again, he couldn't even move a finger.

"Hmph, brat!"

After killing him half to death with a single sword strike, Chao Wenhao was in no hurry to take his life. Instead, he turned around and took out the bottle of black spiritual liquid again, intending to continue carrying out the real mission of attacking the Qingya Sect.

"No...no..."

Yang Chupei struggled to speak, but Chao Wenhao paid no attention to her reaction.

As the other party drew closer and closer to the spiritual spring, Yang Chupei felt increasingly desperate.

"Who can...who can save my Qingya Sect..."

Before they had even finished praying, a gentle breeze suddenly arose nearby. The breeze continued, stirring up dust, sand, and even the robes of the two men.

"wind?"

The sudden breeze surprised Chao Wenhao.

"This place is located deep inside the mountains, so where does the wind come from?"

A sense of foreboding washed over him, and he quickened his pace toward the tainted spiritual spring.

However, as soon as it took a step out, it immediately discovered that a hostile force was opposing it.

"Is this... the wind?"

His heart skipped a beat, and he immediately dropped the spiritual liquid in his hand, swinging his black-haired magic sword with great force.

The sword energy splashed out, condensed together, and then transformed into fine threads that enveloped itself.

It is the third stage of sword qi, refining sword into silk.

The sword threads intertwine, resembling chainmail, enveloping its form and providing external defense.

"Who are you, fellow Daoist? Please show yourself!"

He looked around and spoke loudly, as if trying to dispel his inner fear.

However, at that very moment, the mysterious person actually appeared.

It appeared from the breeze at some unknown time, but its whole body was wrapped in a blue robe, so outsiders could not see its face or see its figure.

The mysterious man slowly raised his right hand, and the cyan magic sword immediately lit up with spiritual light.

The sword light splashed out, as if a gentle breeze were blowing.

"It's no use. My sword-silk armor has excellent defense; even with perfect Qi cultivation, it can't be broken..."

However, before he could finish speaking, a "gentle breeze" suddenly pierced through the gaps in the sword armor.

"The Thirteen Styles of Gentle Breeze, the Tenth Style: Following the Wind into the Gap!"

"Fellow Daoist, you were careless!"

As soon as Lin Qingfeng finished speaking, Chao Wenhao's body stiffened, and blood seeped from his eyes, mouth, nose, and even his pores.

"Excellent swordsmanship!"

His body then collapsed, falling to the ground like a dead tree trunk.

Lin Qingfeng stepped forward, picked up the magic sword, grabbed the storage bag at his waist, and turned to leave.

Seeing this sudden turn of events, Yang Chupei was momentarily stunned:

"senior!"

The talisman shattered, and a stream of blue light fell onto Yang Chupei's head.

"I didn't pay cheaply; I'll have to pay Wei Zhong afterwards."

Lin Qingfeng walked into the wind, his figure gradually blurring:

"And this, the 'Green Wood Rejuvenation Talisman,' I must return it..."

"senior!"

Yang Chupei struggled to her feet, no longer in the state of severe injury she had just suffered.

However, apart from the dust stirred up by the wind, where was the figure of that mysterious senior?

"Senior... are you looking for Wei Zhong? Could it be that he is an assistant recruited by Junior Brother Wei?"

"That's right. The Wei family's trade routes have extended beyond the Cangwu Mountains, which is enough to make connections with such mysterious experts."

"After this matter is over, we still need to ask Junior Brother Wei for clarification."

"Oh, right, the spiritual spring..."

He rushed to the spring and saw that it was crystal clear, and immediately felt relieved.

He moved closer to Chao Wenhao's corpse and kicked him forcefully, shouting in frustration:

"You wicked thing, daring to pollute the sacred spring of heaven and earth, aren't you afraid of retribution!"

Inside and outside the Qingya Sect's mountain gate, accompanied by a gentle breeze, several sword energies secretly pierced into the bodies of the attackers.

Most of the disciples of Qingya Sect could not see anything amiss, but the Iron Sword Sect and others who suffered this attack were injured as a result, and their combat strength was visibly reduced.

Wei Zhong suddenly noticed that Xu Jingshu and the mysterious array master in front of him turned pale, and then he heard the sound of wind in his ears:

"Seven levels of Qi Refining have been defeated. Remember the reward!"

Wei Zhong was overjoyed and, ignoring the enemy before him, shouted loudly:

"The enemy leader has been killed, and the disciples of Qingya Sect have launched a counterattack."