Mortal: Copying the entry, reborn as Linghu Patriarch

The main hall of Qingyang Gate.

The stone pillars inside the hall are cold, and the air is always slightly cool.

The spacious hall had been deserted for a long time, and a very thin layer of dust had settled on it.

Sanyang stood alone in the hall, his face slightly gloomy.

The leader went into seclusion, and thirty years passed in the blink of an eye.

The credit for recruiting Qingyi has yet to be credited.

The contribution points are delayed, what's the difference between this and not paying back a debt? Anyone would be anxious in this situation.

Not to mention he was dirt poor from head to toe.

Extremely low on contribution points!

In addition to that, there is another worrying matter.

Qingyi.

The leader of the alliance had been in seclusion for a long time, and he made an agreement with the other party.

If the leader of the alliance is not seen for twenty years, Qing Yi is free to leave.

The time limit has long been exceeded, and it has been dragged out to thirty years. These past few days, Qingyi's gaze towards him has been strange.

The back mountain.

A secluded cliffside.

Qing Yi, dressed in a plain-colored Taoist robe, moved erratically, deliberately suppressing the fluctuations of his spiritual energy.

He scanned his surroundings, carefully examining the enchanted barriers.

It was unattended.

This is the perfect opportunity to escape.

What kind of immortal alliance?

They waited anxiously every day, with no hope whatsoever.

It's such a waste of time.

He only lived 15 years longer, but stayed at Qingyang Gate for 30 years.

So in the end, he actually lost money for 15 years?

The Immortal Alliance is ripping off fellow cultivators!

There are bad people among my fellow practitioners!

Goodbye.

Even with the temptation of longevity pills, it's not worth staying here indefinitely.

Today, he left Qingyang Sect and fled to a remote island overseas.

From then on, he lived a carefree life, detached from worldly affairs.

"Fellow Daoist, where would you like to go?"

A calm voice suddenly rang out from behind him.

Qing Yi's body stiffened, and his spiritual energy instantly froze.

He slowly turned around and saw Sanyang standing with his hands behind his back, his black robe billowing slightly in the mountain wind.

Her eyes were indifferent, yet she took in all his subtle movements.

Was discovered.

Qingyi's face instantly broke into an awkward smile, and he chuckled awkwardly.

"So it's Fellow Daoist Sanyang."

"Haha, I'm just taking a stroll around since I have nothing better to do."

Sanyang remained silent, staring at him without saying a word.

His gaze was direct and unambiguous.

His clumsy excuse was immediately obvious.

Qingyi's expression stiffened slightly, so he simply stopped pretending and complained in a low voice.

"I'm talking about Sanyang."

"To be honest, your Immortal Alliance is really unreliable."

"The alliance leader has been in seclusion for thirty years without any news. Anyone would feel uneasy in his situation."

The two faced each other across the cliff, the atmosphere tense, with a hint of tension rising between them.

There's no way to resolve this peacefully.

Right now.

A faint, indifferent divine sense suddenly rang out in San Yang's mind.

"Come see me."

The word "simple" is clear and easy to understand.

San Yang's pupils brightened slightly, and he was suddenly overjoyed.

The leader of the alliance has emerged from seclusion!

He looked up at Qing Yi, whose expression was unnatural, and a cold, mocking smile curled at the corner of his lips.

"Since you wish to leave, then so be it."

"I won't stop you."

Qingyi was taken aback, and was somewhat at a loss for what to do.

So kind?

Sanyang said no more, turned around and left straight away, his steps light and without any lingering attachment.

Only Qingyi remained on the cliff edge, the mountain wind howling and making his robes flutter.

He stood there, his brow furrowed, the more he thought about it, the more something seemed wrong.

San Yang is a ruthless old devil.

How could I possibly let myself leave so easily?

They definitely have ill intentions.

He wasn't afraid I would run away.

Could it be...?

Qingyi's heart skipped a beat.

Could it be that the alliance leader has emerged from seclusion?

Upon realizing this, a cold sweat inexplicably broke out on his back.

The thought of escaping by sheer luck vanished instantly.

After hesitating for a moment, Qing Yi gritted his teeth, turned his escape light around, and headed back to Qingyang Gate.

The summit of Qingyang Peak.

This place is now filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers, brimming with spiritual energy, a far cry from the eerie and sinister atmosphere of before.

Inside the main hall.

San Yang and Mu Yan stood at attention, bowing respectfully.

Above the main hall, a man in blue sat quietly in the main seat.

The spiritual energy fluctuations of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator flowed subtly, and the pressure around him was heavy and lingering.

It has no violent or malevolent aura, yet it inspires awe and submission from the bottom of one's heart.

Late stage of Nascent Soul.

Absolutely true.

The two clearly sensed this terrifying cultivation level and quickly cupped their hands in a gesture of sincere congratulations.

"Congratulations to the Alliance Leader on breaking through the barrier!"

A sense of relief washed over me.

Previously, when sensing the leader's terrifying divine sense, one could only vaguely determine that the opponent possessed late-stage combat power.

At that time, the two were still uneasy, worried that they had hastily surrendered and bet on the wrong master.

Now, facing this powerful spiritual energy, the last trace of doubt in my heart has completely dissipated.

The alliance leader is undoubtedly a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator!

Although they already knew, Sanyang and Muyan were still excited.

They and Linghu Qing were originally in the same boat.

The stronger the leader of the alliance, the more secure their lives are.

Linghu Qing's gaze was calm as he spoke softly.

"This seclusion has lasted a bit longer."

"You've done a good job by not causing any trouble during this time."

"Reporting to the Alliance Leader, this is what we should do."

"That's right, that's right."

San Yang felt a warmth in his heart, and Mu Yan nodded repeatedly.

"What are your orders, Alliance Leader?"

"Has there been any movement in the Chaotic Star Sea lately?"

Linghu Qing leaned back casually in his chair, his tone languid.

After a moment's thought, San Yang and Mu Yan stepped forward and replied in a deep voice.

"Reporting to the Alliance Leader."

"Some time ago, the Six Paths Supreme Saint secretly sent a message, intending to win over my Qingyang Sect to form the Reverse Star Alliance and jointly resist the Star Palace."

"Hmm, is there anything else?"

"There's one more thing."

San Yang looked serious and was just about to speak when he accused Qing Yi of running away without permission and harboring ulterior motives.

Outside the hall, a gentle beam of light rapidly approached.

Qingyi walked slowly into the main hall, his expression solemn, and bowed with his hands clasped.

"Junior Qingyi congratulates Alliance Leader on emerging from seclusion!"

"Junior Qingyi congratulates Alliance Leader on emerging from seclusion!"

The moment he stepped into the hall, he clearly sensed the terrifying, intertwined spiritual energy emanating from the other party.

Late Nascent Soul stage!

Qingyi felt a chill run down his spine.

Thankfully, I made it back.

If you had insisted on running away just now, the outcome would have been unpredictable.

San Yang frowned slightly when he saw Qing Yi suddenly appear, feeling puzzled.

Why is this guy back?

The next moment, Qingyi raised his hand and took out a yellowed, ancient, and incomplete map, presenting it with both hands.

The patterns on the drawings are obscure, yet they possess an ancient and mysterious charm.

It is the remaining map of the Void Heaven Palace.

"Alliance Leader."

"I am Qingyi Jushi, a new member introduced to the alliance by Fellow Daoists Sanyang and Muyan. Alliance Leader, you may call me Qingyi."

"This is a fragment of the map of the Void Heaven Palace's secret realm, which I respectfully present to the Alliance Leader."

Qingyi said without batting an eye.

San Yang's eye twitched, and he cursed inwardly.

Sycophant.

The credit should have been his.

He was the one who initially went to recruit them and offered to buy the fragments of the Void Heaven Palace map, but in the end, this person beat him to it and offered the treasure first.

Linghu Qing's gaze fell on the incomplete map, a hint of interest flashing in his eyes.

The Void Heaven Palace.

He has to go in.

Both the Azure Ice Flame and the Silver Moon are very valuable.

Although the fragmented map of the Void Heaven Palace can only be entered by people at or below the mid-Nascent Soul stage.

But with his talent for array formations, there is no place in the entire human realm that he cannot go; he can enter even without the fragments of the Void Heaven Palace map.

"good."

Linghu Qing nodded slightly.

"A reward of one thousand contribution points."

A jet-black token was casually tossed out and hovered in front of Qing Yi.

"Blood binding".

Qingyi infused his fingertip divine sense into the token.

In an instant, the tokens became connected to each other.

Looking at the extra thousand contribution points on the panel, he couldn't hide his excitement, and his shoulders trembled slightly.

"Alliance Leader, this person was just trying to sneak away!"

Mu Yan, who was watching from the side, was envious and couldn't help but report it.

"Fellow Daoist is joking."

"I was just going out for a walk to clear my head and get some fresh air."

Qing Yi remained expressionless and began to defend himself in a serious manner.

"you!"

"Why!"

San Yang stopped his junior brother, saying, "Since Fellow Daoist Qing Yi has spoken, it must be true. Junior brother, you must not be disrespectful in front of the Alliance Leader."

He looked at Qing Yi, his face sinister, his teeth clenched in hatred.

I should have replaced the incomplete image sooner.

I originally thought that my master didn't know when he would come out of seclusion, so there was no rush.

I never expected Qingyi to pull this stunt.

One thousand contribution points.

It should have been his.

He was envious of Qingyi's token.

His gaze was piercing.

Qingyi knew he had become the target of everyone's criticism, so he decisively opened the redemption page.

Consume all contribution points to exchange for ten Longevity Pills.

The elixir was obtained; it was warm, smooth, and fragrant.

Without hesitation, he swallowed it all on the spot.

The medicinal properties dissipate, and a gentle, warm current nourishes the meridians.

Lifespan increased by a hundred years.

Continuous use may lead to mild drug resistance in the body.

He is now estimated to be around 1,140 years old.

With a long lifespan, there will be no more immediate worries.

"what!"

Qing Yi let out a long sigh of relief.

What he eats is what truly belongs to him.

It feels so good to be young.

Their gazes remained cold, while Qing Yi simply smiled indifferently.

We're all members of the Immortal Alliance now, do you still dare to lay a hand on me?

Mu Yan might be able to, but this noob can't beat him anyway.

Three Yang?

Although I don't know why, I've observed this for the past thirty years.

This guy is exceptionally loyal to the leader; either he has some secret or he's been caught red-handed.

It's even less likely that they would harm themselves.

Mu Yan stared at him, her Adam's apple bobbing, her eyes filled with envy.

Linghu Qing glanced at the three of them indifferently, his expression unchanging.

Minor conflicts within the alliance are not a bad thing for him.

Moreover.

Qingyi might have deliberately broken ties with Sanyang to show his loyalty.

Look at the boss, we don't stick together, you're the only one we're loyal to!

Loyalty! (Salute)

If that's the case, then Qingyi is even more cunning than Sanyang, and he's also good at flattery.

Qingyi caught a glimpse of that indifferent gaze from the high platform, felt a little guilty, and gave an awkward smile.

I have a feeling that the leader of the alliance has seen through me.