Covering the Sky: The Years I Was the Empress's Strictest Master

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I don't know how much time has passed.

When the great battle ended, most of the cultivators who had remained in the fourth level of the world dispersed. A cultivator whose clothes were decorated with patterns of flowers, birds, fish and insects silently walked out from a corner.

He also witnessed the battle between Ba Xue and the Undying Golden Body, and saw Cang Yuhang being controlled by demonic arts, ultimately meeting a tragic end.

"What kind of bullshit is this 'devouring the origins of all paths' and 'forging the foundation for the Emperor's path'? Even a genius like Cangtian Baxue showed signs of losing control after only a few months of practice... Out of hundreds of millions of cultivators cast in the wide net, is there even one who can actually complete it to the end?"

The cultivator sneered and pulled a booklet from a piece of purple feather in his robes.

The booklet's cover prominently displays the four ancient characters "Shiyuan Zhendian" (噬源真典).

He obtained this booklet more than half a year ago at the Yuhua Divine Dynasty post station within the territory of the ancient Yan Kingdom.

He led his team from Zhongzhou to deal with the mysterious annihilation of the emperor's grandson and the entire post station's soldiers. Unexpectedly, while collecting the relics, he discovered this book, "The True Scripture of Devouring Source," on the coffin in the cellar.

At first glance, like most people, he was quickly drawn to the contents of the book.

However, he guessed that this booklet was probably left by the person behind the massacre of everyone at the post station, and he was already on guard. Moreover, as a saint who had cultivated for many years, he still had basic self-control.

However, he was really itching to try it, so he made some minor modifications to the second half of the text and then distributed copies widely to see how it went.

And as he has seen the results over the past few months.

One by one, cultivators either went astray in their cultivation, died suddenly on the very day of their cultivation, or gradually became bloodthirsty, bringing great disaster upon themselves and perishing prematurely along the way.

What surprised him was that Cang Yuhang had also obtained a copy of the manual from somewhere, and had studied it for more than half a year without any problems. Moreover, his bloodline seemed to have been purified quite a bit.

He would sometimes follow and observe different objects, eliminating traps and loopholes, and summarizing his experiences.

Unfortunately, the other party's good fortune didn't last long; he clearly lost control and ultimately met a tragic end.

"If someone were to actually use this to lay the foundation for their imperial path, I wouldn't be envious at all... As for now, go to hell, you son of a bitch..."

With a cold snort, the Purple Feather cultivator threw the booklet into the molten lava beneath the earth.

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The first level of the training tower is located in a desolate and lonely corner.

Li Qingjue sat cross-legged beside several corpses that had just lost their life force, meditating to regulate his own energy and restore his divine power.

These corpses were those of rogue cultivators who had attacked her earlier but were killed by her in retaliation; the one with the highest cultivation level was at the Divine Bridge Realm.

Several days have passed since she was separated from her master.

She regained some memories the day before yesterday, when a guy in the far north deactivated the [Reverse Causes Vision] and the causal threads that had been bound reappeared.

As her memories returned, a profound sense of emptiness and loneliness washed over her, almost making her heart clench.

These past two days, she has been in a bad mood because the foundation of divine power from the Yin-Yang Great Grinding Scripture that her master taught her was wiped out by a hateful cloud leopard!

Even though that clouded leopard had saved her...

For several days, frustration and disappointment intertwined in her mind, and even the evil dragon in her heart surfaced, amplifying the ruthlessness and murderous aura in her bones.

In short, she has been very murderous these past few days.

Any beast or cultivator that came into contact with her would perish.

In response, she guessed that she was somewhat affected by her blind and frequent use of the "Origin Devouring Scripture" to devour the origins of others a few days ago.

However, the effects of this kind of cultivation were immediate. Her mortal body underwent another transformation, and she was now able to attempt to build a divine bridge over the Bitter Sea Spring.

rustling... rustling...

A moment later, Li Qingjue finished his treatment and took out the bronze ring he kept close to his body again, gently rubbing it in his palm.

She only stopped rubbing the bronze surface of the ring until it was almost reflective.

Her gaze was fixed on the ring, which seemed to reflect her still slender face.

She knew that her gaze was much deeper and colder than it had been months ago, but only when she looked at the ring did her eyes remain clear.

It is clean.

This ring is not only the only memento her brother left her, but also the only thing she can pick up that makes her feel as if her master is still by her side.

With the two combined, the bronze ring became even more important to her.

Even if it costs me my life, I will not abandon it!

"So, Master... how long will it be before you return? Your disciple... misses you..."

Thoughts surged through my mind.

After a long while, she silently gathered her thoughts, then formed hand seals and began to circulate the basic version of the "Origin Devouring Scripture," which she and Tan Lin had both improved.

She had no intention of resuming her practice of the Yin-Yang Great Grinding Scripture in the short term.

She wasn't stupid. Looking back, the timing of the clouded leopard's appearance was too coincidental. Not long after it averted a crisis for her, she forgot everything about her master, and the foundation of the scriptures and divine power she had cultivated during that time was also erased.

By connecting these key points, she could easily deduce some information.

Perhaps the gray-robed Taoist from that night at the inn has come knocking again?

Wow!

The "Origin Devouring Scripture" technique slowly activated, and wisps of weak and mixed primal power were peeled away from the corpses, eventually flowing into her body like gravity pulling into the earth.

The process was still painful, with the foreign source constantly impacting her meridians and chakras.

However, she was already used to this kind of pain, and usually she would just grit her teeth and endure it.

This time she performed even better, only slightly furrowing her brow, and was able to handle the situation calmly.

Sometimes she actually wished the pain to be more intense, preferably to overshadow the agony of losing a loved one and the loneliness of being all alone.

Unfortunately, things in this world rarely go as planned...

hum...

When the essence of the group all flowed into his body, Li Qingjue carefully guided those strands of essence, as if walking a tightrope, to refine and purify them before finally integrating them into himself.

Finally, the aura emanating from her body rose slightly, reaching the critical point for constructing the divine bridge.

But the benefits brought by this small, fundamental source also come to an end at this moment.

After sitting cross-legged and breathing to consolidate his energy, Li Qingjue opened his eyes, his gaze devoid of joy or sorrow.

Then he got up and skillfully cleaned up the bodies, erasing all traces.

She has absorbed the essence of several dozen such rogue cultivators, but the benefits are actually quite low, since they are not royal bodies or divine bodies.

However, given her current level of cultivation, she can only access this level of the body's origin.

Any higher and she would be out of reach, but those followers and protectors of those prodigies could easily defeat her now.

"This is not enough, it is far from enough..."

In despair, Li Qing ventured deeper into this world, where there were more and more powerful strange beasts, and where young nobles honed their skills under the protection of their elders.

She wanted revenge, she wanted to grow strong enough to wait for her brother's return in the mortal world, and she wanted a word of affirmation from her strict yet kind master.

Even if the other party just says it casually:

"Hmm, not bad..."

Then she could secretly be happy for a long time.

Da...da...

Another day passed, and she still hadn't seen her master return. The melancholy in her heart deepened even further.

However, before she could even take a few steps,

thump...

A mutilated corpse, exuding a surging and powerful aura, crashed down from the upper levels of the tower.

"This is……"

Li Qingjue's gaze, which had been fixed on the mutilated corpse, suddenly sharpened.

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Chapter Thirty: Master, you've always been here, haven't you? (3.1K)

Splash...

Li Qingjue stood still, letting the wind and sand blow, her eyes fixed intently on the mutilated corpse in front of her.

Although the corpse, emitting a faint purple glow, was completely unrecognizable, with most of its internal organs and flesh brutally destroyed, she still recognized its identity at a glance for some reason.

That bloodthirsty cultivator who bought his brother's remains!

What she couldn't have imagined was that so little time had passed? That once powerful and aloof cultivator was already dead…

At this moment, it was like a pile of waste, falling from the heavens above.

Immediately, a huge sense of shock and disbelief swept over Li Qingjue.

But then, an even stronger, almost instinctive impulse drove her to rush toward the remains of the corpse.

It wasn't because she lost control while practicing the "Devouring Source True Scripture." Although she was extremely thirsty for the domineering blood essence left in this corpse, she was still able to control it.

At that moment, she had only one thought in her mind.

search!

Search the body!

Let's see if the remains of Zhuang Sheng's brother are on him.

bang...

However, despite her good intentions, before she could even get close to the corpse, she was blown away by the domineering aura emanating from it.

In fact, if Cang Yuhang's body hadn't been nearly destroyed by that bronze puppet, given the special nature of the Overlord Bloodline, even if he were already dead, Li Qingjue, as a cultivator at the Wheel Sea Realm, would have been completely obliterated if he had gotten even a little closer.

It should be noted that Cang Yuhang has already reached the threshold of the fourth installment of the game, and the gap between the two is incomparable.

Fortunately, it was supposed to be a bronze puppet, a law enforcer manifested by the will of heaven and earth.

But as if it were doing this specifically for her, while blasting Zhi Cang Yuhang to pieces, it also crushed most of the violent divine laws and energy within him.

Now, the internal organs and the altar of this mutilated corpse are gone, and even part of its original essence has vanished along with it.

However, for Li Qingjue at the moment, it was far beyond her ability to digest, enough to refine for a long time.

Ants devour an elephant...

Li Qingjue rose from the distance and stepped forward once more. At this moment, she had no time to think about what the origin of this mutilated corpse meant to her.

All she wanted was to find her brother's remains!

Wow!

Step by step, she moved forward. This time, dozens of divine runes emanated from her sea of ​​consciousness, forming a barrier around her to resist the pressure of a high-level cultivator's aura. Thus, she successfully approached Cang Yuhang's remains.

Even so, the closer one gets to her, the more and larger the bloodstains will appear on her body.

tick...

Blood was flowing from the cuts.

Her small hands trembled as she groped through the mutilated corpse.

Cang Yuhang is dead, but she feels little joy at this moment. Her mind is filled with a deeper sense of worry and anticipation.

Are the remains of the older brother still on this person?

With the body so badly mutilated, it's hard to imagine that anything that could have stored the remains of the coffin would have survived.

As soon as the thought crossed her mind, her fingertips touched a jade object shaped like the feather of a divine bird beneath the remains of the corpse.

The jade feather was not damaged with the passing of its owner; its spiritual light remained intact, it was not covered in dust, and its entire body radiated a faint spatial fluctuation.

Upon seeing this, Li Qingjue was overjoyed.

Most importantly, she actually discovered that the spatial restrictions and qi imprints on the jade feather had been disintegrated by some external force, but the tiny magical artifact, which was as small as a mustard seed, was not damaged in the slightest.

"This is... such a coincidence!"

She muttered to herself, already somewhat realizing what was happening.