Reincarnation Immortal Venerable: Starting from the Ninety-Nineth Incarnation

When we came down from Yunting, most of the morning mist in the mountains had already dissipated.

The morning sun pierced through the pine branches, casting dappled light and shadow on the stone steps. Li Yanzhou rubbed the newly replaced inner disciple token at his waist, the cool jade texture still giving him a sense of unreality.

Just half an hour ago, he was an outer disciple who needed to hide his identity, but now he has become an inner disciple personally approved by the sect master of Qiyun Sect and can enjoy the sect's cultivation resources.

He didn't stop walking and went straight back to his small courtyard.

As soon as the courtyard gate was pushed open, Su Qingyao was seen squatting by the stone table sorting spiritual herbs, while Shi Dazhuang was lying beside her, carefully arranging the herbs neatly according to their type. Hearing the noise, the two of them looked up at the same time.

"Yanzhou, you're back?" Su Qingyao quickly put down the spiritual herbs in her hand and stood up, her eyes full of concern. "The two elders were looking for you, is something wrong?"

Shi Dazhuang jumped up and ran to his side, staring at him with his big eyes.

Looking at the two of them, Li Yanzhou felt a warmth in his heart, smiled and shook his head, and told them everything that had happened in Yunting.

"An inner disciple?!" Su Qingyao gasped, covering her mouth in disbelief, which quickly transformed into overwhelming joy. "That's wonderful, Yanzhou! I knew your talent would never be limited!"

"It's not just me." Li Yanzhou looked at her with a smile in his eyes. "The elder said that the resources of the Pill Hall are fully open to you. You can choose whichever elder you want to learn alchemy from. The sect leader has also approved it, giving you the same inner disciple treatment as me."

Su Qingyao was stunned for a long time before she came to her senses. Her cheeks flushed slightly and her small hands trembled slightly.

She grew up on Danfeng Peak of Qingxuan Sect and longed for high-level pill formulas and top-notch pill-making inheritance. Now that this opportunity was right in front of her, how could she not be excited?

"By the way, Qingyao, I heard from Elder Chaohua that you've refined a high-grade Qingxin Pill?" Li Yanzhou looked at Su Qingyao, his eyes full of surprise.

Su Qingyao raised her chin slightly, a hint of smugness in her eyes: "Of course, you don't even know who I am." She then playfully stuck out her tongue. "Do you remember that alchemy book the old Taoist priest gave me? After I broke through to the late stage of the Qi Sensing Realm, I was finally able to open the first volume. I even saw the title clearly; it's called 'One Hundred Explanations of the Supreme Alchemy Classic.' The first volume is about…"

Just then, a soft knock came from outside the courtyard gate.

Li Yanzhou opened the door, and a disciple of the Pill Hall dressed in a green robe stood outside. Upon seeing him, the disciple immediately bowed and greeted him. When his gaze fell on Su Qingyao, his tone became even more respectful: "Junior Sister Su, this disciple is under the supervision of the Pill Hall's steward. Elder Lin of our Pill Hall has heard of Junior Sister's exceptional talent in alchemy and would like to invite you to the Pill Hall this afternoon for a chat. Elder Lin intends to take you as his personal disciple."

Su Qingyao's eyes lit up instantly.

"Please inform Elder Lin that I will definitely pay him a visit this afternoon." Su Qingyao steadied herself and replied respectfully.

The disciple from the Pill Hall smiled and agreed, then bowed again before turning to leave.

"That's wonderful, Qingyao!" Li Yanzhou was genuinely happy for her. "With Elder Lin's guidance, your alchemy skills will surely reach new heights."

Su Qingyao nodded with a smile, her eyes full of anticipation. Then, as if remembering something, she tugged at his arm and said, "By the way, now that we're inner disciples, does that mean we can enter the inner section of the Scripture Pavilion? We tried to check the Qingxuan Sect's records before, but there were no relevant records in the outer section. Maybe we can find them in the inner section."

Li Yanzhou's heart skipped a beat.

He had just come down from the pavilion, and this was the matter on his mind most.

The truth behind the destruction of the Qingxuan Sect, the whereabouts of Mo Yuan and his brother Li Yanran—these things weighed heavily on his heart. Only by finding more clues could he dispel the fog of mystery.

"You're right, I'll go to the Sutra Repository now." Li Yanzhou made a quick decision, then turned to Shi Dazhuang, patted his head, and said, "Dazhuang, you stay in the courtyard and keep Qingyao company, don't run around."

"Okay!" Shi Dazhuang nodded vigorously, patting his chest to assure him, "Dazhuang will be good! He won't run around!"

Li Yanzhou smiled, turned around and closed the courtyard gate, holding the inner disciple token, and walked towards the Scripture Pavilion.

The Scripture Pavilion of Qiyun Sect is built on the west side of the main peak. With its upturned eaves and simple and solemn appearance, the outer pavilion is open to outer disciples on weekdays, but the inner pavilion can only be entered by inner disciples and elders. Two inner disciples are on duty at the entrance day and night.

Upon seeing Li Yanzhou approach, the two disciples on duty, who were initially somewhat puzzled, immediately bowed respectfully upon recognizing the inner disciple token at his waist: "Senior Brother Li."

Li Yanzhou nodded in return, showed his token, and stepped into the inner cabinet.

The inner cabinet was much quieter than the outer cabinet. Rows of bookshelves reached all the way to the ceiling, filled with yellowed ancient books, and the air was filled with a faint scent of ink and spiritual energy.

Li Yanzhou did not linger, but went straight to the sect's archives area at the deepest part of the sect and began to search for records related to the destruction of the Qingxuan Sect and the purge of the demonic path.

But it took him a full half hour to realize something was wrong.

All the records about the destruction of the Qingxuan Sect only record the well-known facts such as Mo Yuan's massacre of Qingxuan Mountain, the fall of Sect Master Xuanzhenzi, and Li Yanran's betrayal of the sect and joining the demonic path. They do not mention anything about why Mo Yuan was looking for the Boundary-Breaking Seal in Qingxuan Mountain or the abnormal records related to the Qingxuan Sect before its destruction.

Even more bizarrely, there was a book called "Chronicle of Major Events of the Myriad Paths Sects," which recorded all the major events of the righteous sects in the past ten years. When the pages about the destruction of the Qingxuan Sect were turned, the core pages were neatly torn off, leaving only a few remnants of the paper.

Li Yanzhou's brows furrowed instantly.

Only inner disciples and elders are allowed to enter the inner chamber of the Scripture Pavilion; ordinary people cannot enter at all.

Who tore these pages down? And why?

Could there really be a traitor within the Qiyun Sect?

His heart skipped a beat. He searched through all the surrounding files again, but still couldn't find any useful clues.

Just as he was about to give up and leave, he suddenly bumped into a thin booklet on the bottom shelf. The cover was blank and looked inconspicuous.

He bent down, pulled out the booklet, and opened it to find that it contained records of high-level cultivators in righteous sects who had undergone drastic personality changes or defected to demonic sects over the past hundred years.

It details that most of these cultivators were top experts at the Transformation Realm or above. They were originally pillars of the righteous path, but overnight their personalities changed drastically. They slaughtered their fellow disciples and defected to the demonic path. Without exception, the higher their cultivation level, the more sudden and thorough their betrayal.

At the end of the booklet, there was a line of small characters written in cinnabar, the handwriting messy, as if the person who wrote it was extremely flustered and somewhat unable to understand it: Spiritual energy has **, the higher the cultivation level, the deeper the **.

Li Yanzhou's heart clenched suddenly.

What does this sentence mean? What is spiritual energy? Does the spiritual energy of Qingyun Realm hold some unknown secret?

He wanted to look through it more carefully, but the booklet had reached its end, and the rest was blank.

He put the booklet back in its place, his mind replaying the line of small, vermilion characters, as well as the words Elder Chaohua and Elder Ruoxue had said before. The reason they didn't accept disciples from the Qingxuan Sect back then wasn't just because they were afraid of the demonic path, but also because they were afraid of people who shouldn't have infiltrated the sect.

He suppressed the turmoil in his heart, turned around, and walked out of the library.

The sun was high in the sky, its rays blinding. Li Yanzhou stood at the entrance of the Sutra Repository, his eyes filled with solemnity.

He originally thought that the destruction of the Qingxuan Sect was just Mo Yuan's personal desire, but now it seems that there is a huge mystery behind this matter that he never imagined.