Crossover: The Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation, starting with cultivation with the Six Flowers Im

He sat on the bamboo chair by the window, his eyes closed in deep thought. Although he had won the duel just now, he felt no pride or complacency whatsoever.

He understood that this was just a small milestone on his path of martial arts, and that the road ahead was still long, requiring him to continue to work hard and improve.

As Nangong Yehua sat in front of the bookshelf in the bamboo house, she couldn't help but recall her duel with Bai Jingfeng.

His brow furrowed slightly, as if he was trying to sort out some thoughts.

"Bai Jingfeng's cultivation level should be around the second level of the Nascent Soul stage."

Chapter 211 The Great Map of Tiantong Continent

Nangong Yehua made a silent judgment. He knew that martial artists at the Concentration Realm were already able to concentrate their minds and perfectly combine their internal energy with their will, making them far more powerful than ordinary martial artists.

The fact that Bai Jingfeng was able to unleash such powerful strength at the second level of the Condensation Realm is enough to prove that his talent and strength are extraordinary.

Thinking of this, Nangong Yehua couldn't help but feel a little excited.

He understood that being able to fight to a draw with such an opponent meant that his strength had reached a fairly high level.

He recalled the duel just now; every clash of sword energy made his blood boil, as if the blood in his entire body was boiling.

"With my current strength, I can fight him to a draw. There shouldn't be too many surprises in the upcoming trip to the West."

Nangong Yehua was filled with confidence. He knew that his strength was sufficient to handle the challenges ahead.

Although the trip to the West was full of unknowns and dangers, he believed he had enough strength and wisdom to deal with everything.

Nangong Yehua stood up, her gaze fixed firmly on the bamboo forest outside the window.

He took a deep breath, as if trying to inhale all the freshness and power of nature into his body.

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Nangong Yehua ended his contemplation, slowly walked to the center of the bamboo house, and sat cross-legged. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and focused his attention on his breathing.

As his breathing gradually stabilized, he began to adjust his state, bringing every part of his body to its optimal state.

He felt the internal energy flowing slowly within his body, nourishing his meridians like a gentle stream.

He merged his mind and inner strength into one, as if he had become a part of the inner strength, and could control it at will.

He felt as if he had become a majestic mountain, resilient and stable, able to maintain inner peace and steadfastness no matter how the outside world changed.

As he adjusted his state, Nangong Yehua felt that his strength was gradually improving.

He could almost feel every cell in his body cheering and releasing tremendous power.

He knew he was ready to meet the challenges ahead.

He slowly stood up, a determined light shining in his eyes. He took a deep look at the bamboo house that had been with him for so many years, then turned and walked towards the door.

He knew that his journey to the West was about to begin, and he would embark on a journey full of unknowns and dangers.

But he also believes that as long as he has enough strength and wisdom, he will definitely be able to overcome all difficulties and achieve his goals.

Nangong Yehua pushed open the door and stepped out of the bamboo house, already having a clear destination in mind.

He first went to the college's resource department, where various valuable materials and items were kept.

He walked with firm steps through the familiar forest path and arrived at the gate of the Resources Department.

Upon arriving at the academy's resource department, I greeted the deacon in charge of managing the maps: "Hello, I'm here to pick up a map of the Tiantong Continent."

The deacon smiled and nodded, taking an exquisite scroll from the shelf:

"Junior Brother Nangong, this is the latest map of the Tiantong Continent, which details the geographical information and features of each place. Where are you headed on this trip?"

Nangong Yehua took the map and said softly:

"I plan to travel to the West and explore that unknown land."

A hint of praise flashed in the deacon's eyes: 893.96 points.

Chapter 212 First Stop: Qingyang Town

"The Western lands are indeed full of challenges and opportunities. Junior Brother Nangong, you must be careful on this journey."

"Thank you for the reminder, Deacon. I will."

Nangong Yehua nodded gratefully, then turned and left.

Outside the sect, Nangong Yehua unfolded a map, carefully discerning the directions. At that moment, a fellow disciple approached.

"Junior Brother Nangong, where are you going?"

Nangong Yehua raised her head and replied:

"I want to go and explore the West."

The fellow disciple looked surprised:

"The western lands are far and dangerous; you should think twice."

Nangong Yehua smiled slightly:

"Don't worry, senior brother, I'm ready. Besides, only by constantly challenging myself can I become stronger."

Seeing that Nangong Yehua's attitude was resolute, his fellow disciples stopped trying to dissuade him.

"In that case, I wish you a safe journey and a safe return."

"Thank you, senior brother."

Nangong Yehua bowed in thanks, then took firm steps toward the west.

Those people would never have imagined that their purpose in going to the West was to kill those hypocritical bald monks.

After leaving the Resources Department, Nangong Yehua arrived outside the sect.

He gently unfolded the map, his eyes carefully searching for the western location on it.

The lines and markings on the map were like twinkling stars, but he quickly found the direction he needed to go.

He took a deep breath, savoring the fresh air and the distant call of the mountains.

Nangong Yehua knew that her journey to the West had officially begun.

He tidied his belongings, gripped the map tightly in his hand, and then strode confidently westward.

As he left, the clamor within the sect gradually faded away, leaving only his lonely yet resolute figure disappearing into the afterglow of the setting sun.

After news spread that Nangong Yehua had left the sect for the west, those who were concerned about Nangong Yehua's departure...

"Robbed"

Their senior sister, Su Wan'er, and the disgruntled disciples gathered together and made sarcastic remarks.

"I heard that Nangong Yehua has left the sect and is planning to go to the West."

One of the disciples said in a sarcastic tone.

"Hmph, he does have some skill, otherwise how could he stand out from so many of us and win the favor of Senior Sister Su Wan'er?"

Asking for flowers

Another disciple curled his lip in disdain.

"However, the West is a place that can convert people. It is said that there are countless martial arts masters there. What are the chances of Nangong Yehua winning if he goes there?"

The third disciple deliberately exaggerated in an attempt to belittle Nangong Yehua.

“That’s right! When he’s converted in the West, he might come back and beg us to take him in.”

The first disciple laughed gleefully.

"Then Senior Sister Su Wan'er will be ours again, hahaha!"

The last disciple laughed triumphantly, as if he could already see Nangong Yehua's return in disgrace.

Although the disciples' words were full of sarcasm and jealousy, Nangong Yehua had already embarked on his journey to the West and was certainly no longer able to hear these voices.

Following the map, Nangong Yehua embarked on her journey to the west.

The first day's journey was long and fulfilling. He traversed one mountain forest after another and waded across several streams, finally arriving at a place called Qingyang Town at dusk.

Qingyang Town is nestled in the mountains, surrounded by lush bamboo forests. Smoke curls from chimneys throughout the town, creating a tranquil and peaceful atmosphere.

Chapter 213 The Abnormalities of the Abandoned Temple

Standing at the entrance of the town, Nangong Yehua looked at this unfamiliar yet vibrant little town and couldn't help but feel a sense of warmth and familiarity.

He walked into the town and followed the stone-paved road.

The streets are lined with antique buildings, with exquisite patterns carved on the doors and windows, exuding a rustic charm.

The streets were bustling with pedestrians, some hurrying home, others browsing various goods at roadside stalls.

Nangong Yehua walked on street "063" and felt the tranquility and harmony of this small town.

He arrived at an inn and saw that the inn had a spacious facade and two bright lanterns hanging at the entrance, illuminating the entire street.

He went inside and saw that the shop was clean and tidy, and several tables were already full of customers.

"Sir, please come in." The waiter greeted him warmly. "Are you here for a room or a meal?"

“I’m here to stay,” Nangong Yehua replied.

"Okay, please come this way."

The waiter led Nangong Yehua to a guest room.

"This is your room, and hot water and food have been prepared inside."

Nangong Yehua pushed open the door and saw that the room was decorated in a warm and comfortable manner.

He put down his luggage, walked to the window, and opened it. A breath of fresh air rushed in.

He took a deep breath, savoring the tranquility and peace of the small town.

Time flies like an arrow, and it was already midnight. Nangong Yehua, as a cultivator, was accustomed to meditating and cultivating at night.

He sat cross-legged in the room, closed his eyes and concentrated, his inner energy flowing freely, isolating himself from the noise of the outside world.

However, in the quiet of the night, Nangong Yehua suddenly sensed a strange aura.

The atmosphere was different from the usual tranquility and peace; instead, it carried an eeriness and unease. He frowned slightly, slowly opened his eyes, his gaze sharp as he looked out the window at the dark night sky.

The aura seemed to emanate from some corner of the town, faint yet impossible to ignore.

Nangong Yehua was alert; he knew this was no ordinary matter.

He stood up, gently pushed open the door, and walked out of the room, preparing to investigate the direction from which the aura was coming.

The night was as dark as ink, and the moonlight was obscured by thick clouds, allowing only a faint glimmer to shine through.

Nangong Yehua moved through the darkness, and with the keen senses of a cultivator, he quickly arrived at the edge of the town.

Here, the strange aura grew even stronger, as if something was secretly watching him.

Nangong Yehua took a deep breath and calmed herself down.

He focused his mind and exerted his senses to the fullest, trying to capture the source of that aura.

After some searching, he finally found the source of the aura—an abandoned temple.

The temple was hidden in a dense forest and appeared dilapidated.

Nangong Yehua wondered why this temple exuded such a strange aura.

He approached the temple quietly, ready to investigate.

However, just as he was about to step into the temple, an even stronger aura suddenly erupted, enveloping him completely.

Forced into the strong and eerie aura, Nangong Yehua involuntarily stepped into the abandoned temple.

4. Under the cover of night, the outline of the temple was blurred, but the eerie atmosphere became even clearer.

Nangong Yehua's memories of his past life as a demonic cultivator were instantly awakened, and he immediately determined that this temple was no ordinary temple, but a temple built by evil demons.

Every inch of air here was filled with evil and greed, as if countless eyes were watching him from the darkness.

Chapter 214 The Demon Fox Clan

He steadied himself, his eyes sharp, and began to carefully observe his surroundings.

The temple was dilapidated, with collapsed statues and dust everywhere, but strange patterns and runes were carved on the walls, emitting a faint glow.

These runes seem to possess a special magic, attracting the surrounding yang energy and providing the evil demons with the energy to cultivate.