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

As early as the day she entered the training tower and parted ways with her master, she had already vaguely guessed her master's identity.

Most likely, it is that "Human Emperor" who is often mentioned and admired by the thousands of cultivators here.

A flood of thoughts rushed through her mind, and she suddenly remembered the clouded leopard she had seen a few days ago.

Thinking about the coincidence and the strangeness of his actions, I was reminded of this moment...

Thinking about this...

Li Qingjue bit her lower lip lightly, then silently sent a wisp of her divine sense into the jade feather.

The space inside the feather was enormous, and her divine sense was extremely weak. She explored it for a long time and gradually discovered some rare treasures.

The mountain of alien sources and the dazzling divine sources almost dazzled her senses.

In addition, there is the Purple Jade King, one of the Nine Heavens Divine Jades, and the mutton fat white jade iron that exudes the coldness of the yin, which can be forged into a divine weapon of kings...

In the corner, several porcelain bottles contained some elixirs.

A jade bottle is engraved with a dragon pattern, and its color is amber.

The two jade bottles contained elixirs that emanated from their bodies and condensed into the phantom image of a white crane. The mere touch of her divine sense was enough to invigorate her and make her feel as if all her fatigue had vanished.

A broken bronze halberd,

A tortoise shell the size of a palm, a star map carved on the finger bone of an ancient ferocious beast...

The room was filled with all sorts of treasures she didn't recognize, but she still hadn't found the coffin she was looking for.

As her consciousness continued to extend into the depths of space and touched a few fragments, it was as if a bolt from the blue exploded in her mind!

Boom...

But before the boundless grief and bone-chilling cold could overwhelm her, her heart was filled with sorrow.

Her consciousness, deeper within, found her brother's remains.

In my perception, the remains and bones resembled a broken piece of porcelain, covered with cracks that seemed to turn into dust and fragments at the slightest breeze.

The remains had lost all their luster, as if the deceased had been gone for countless years.

In fact, her master had told her that after her brother died, a wisp of his ethereal "spirit" remained forever on that blue planet, but at this moment, her heart was still clenched with unbearable pain.

"elder brother……"

Tears welled up in Li Qingjue's eyes, but had not yet spilled over.

She had sworn that she would never shed a tear again in her life, although tears still flowed uncontrollably, but her brother was her exception.

Her consciousness lingered on the wreckage for a long time; she dared not think about what her brother had gone through when he died.

The thought of that possible tragic scenario made her heart ache so badly she could hardly breathe.

quite a while.

As her consciousness withdrew from the jade feather, her tears had already stopped.

Compared to before, she is now much stronger and more ruthless, and she suppressed her tears so that they never actually fell down her cheeks.

Little did they know that without an outlet for their grief, even more anguish would accumulate in their hearts in another form, and that feeling would only become more unbearable over time.

After a brief period of sadness, reason once again took over.

Deep-seated hatred and a deep-seated obsession are more effective sobering agents than any spur to action.

Li Qingjue knew that now was not the time to cry; he had to hide the mutilated corpse first.

Soon, she used her divine power to protect herself and painstakingly moved the remains of the corpse little by little.

In the past few days, she has learned of an excellent hiding place nearby. As long as she moves the remains there and sets up some concealing Dao patterns, it will be relatively safe.

Clang...

Unexpectedly, she made another discovery as soon as she moved the remains.

In the large pit beneath the mutilated corpse, a bronze mask lay quietly.

Upon seeing this, she froze on the spot.

She knew, of course, that this was not her brother's bronze mask. If her brother had any belongings, they were on that blue planet.

Why would the people of the Feathered Divine Dynasty transport something useless to them back to the Big Dipper?

In her line of sight, the mask in the pit was made of an extraordinary material. She scanned it with her divine sense, but could not penetrate it, as if she were striking a smooth mirror.

Lost in thought, she bent down, solemnly picked up the mask, and then, without any apparent reason, slowly put it on her face.

Very suitable...

"Master, you made this... right?"

…………

Inside the ninth level of the Training Tower.

This small world corresponds to the training ground for cultivators at the fifth level of the Immortal Realm, that is, the Saint level.

This is not some desolate wasteland, nor is it a place of lava, thunder, fire, or a battlefield teeming with strange beasts. Rather, it is a vast starry battlefield where one can truly hone oneself.

Being there feels like being in a microcosm of a universe comprised of dozens of star systems.

After their initial astonishment, the saints who entered this place gradually came to a sense of peace.

Perhaps only such a gesture is worthy of the emperor's status.

Within the miniature starry world, fragmented ancient stars float, filled with cold cosmic dust, resembling a giant nebula that rotates constantly.

This deathly silence contains both great destruction and great creation, subtly aligning with the profound principle of the mutual generation and rotation of Yin and Yang.

in the corner.

A clouded leopard, having lived for a thousand years, finally ascended to become a true saint in this training tower, and traveled with its master.

Beside it, the stunningly beautiful figure, ever since entering the first level of the immortal realm within the tower, no longer sat on its back.

Gu Qingying has already begun to hone her skills diligently, and at this moment she is strolling under this starry sky.

The clouded leopard followed behind its master, looking around as it went. Sometimes, when it got bored, it would glance at its master's stunningly beautiful back, a sight that could captivate countless men.

Her figure was slender and graceful beneath a flowing white silk dress, and a white jade hairpin was inserted diagonally into her cascading black hair.

The goddess Gu still veiled her face, revealing only a pair of clear, cold eyes that seemed to be filled with endless melancholy and evoked pity.

Within this small world, she had suppressed her cultivation to the lowest level of Immortal 5.

Only by starting from the very beginning can we truly hone our skills.

Da...da...

She strolled through the void with light steps, her colorful sash fluttering around her slender waist, like a celestial being descending to earth.

Wherever it passed, the phantom of a lotus flower bloomed and vanished beneath its feet.

The Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady Diagram she held stretched out above Qinshou, and the deities within seemed to revive, as if they were also comprehending something.

As she walked, the fragments of Dao principles, the extraterrestrial gales, and the turbulent void currents in the starry sky that would give ordinary saints a headache were quietly smoothed out by the invisible divine Dao rhythm emanating from her shoes as they approached her peerless body.

She was well aware of her trial; it was not a simple battle, but rather a process of integrating herself into this disillusioned starry battlefield in an almost natural way.

To comprehend the primordial essence remaining in this place, and even the laws of this microcosm.

However, lately, while she was focused on comprehending the Dao, she was also constantly and quietly paying attention to her spirit pet.

She recalled some things, and after a little thought, she began to suspect the other party's recent actions.

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Chapter Thirty-One: Qinghan, are you hiding something from me? (3.2K)

Wow!

The man and the leopard strolled and contemplated in the small starry sky for an unknown amount of time.

In the end, Gu Qingying's extraordinary body descended upon a half-withered, half-full asteroid.

The hazy, exquisite picture above her cloud-like hair slowly came to a close.

This supreme artifact, known as the Nine Heavens Mysterious Maidens Painting in the Spring and Autumn Pavilion, caused many cultivators in the distance to be astonished. They discovered that the painting seemed to depict only eight graceful celestial figures dancing in the sky, their long sleeves stirring the heavens and earth. Finally, the eight goddesses merged into one person within the painting...

boom……

Suddenly, at that moment.

Without warning, three ancient battle spirits with saintly combat power appeared in this world, and together with fragmented law beings, they attacked Gu Qingying.

The manifestations of these Dao principles correspond to her current cultivation aura, which is only at the first level of the Saint realm, but there are quite a few of them.

However, Gu Qingying didn't even actually make a move. She just glanced at him, her eyes seemingly reflecting the changing seasons.

hum...

In an instant, a faint glimmer of light, infused with the laws of time and space, suddenly appeared in her beautiful eyes.

next interest.

The overwhelming attacks that came at her from all sides vanished like a dream.

Meanwhile, those ancient war spirits and beings governed by laws were swept up by an invisible ripple, decayed, dimmed, and eventually turned into a rain of light, disappearing back into the nothingness of this small starry sky.

"I never imagined that after only three to five days in this training tower, Gu Shennu's Dao would become so profound. This secret technique of withering and flourishing passed down by the Spring and Autumn Pavilion has probably reached its pinnacle..."

Under the starry sky, atop several meteorites, some sages who were also honing their skills in this realm watched from afar.

When they saw this scene, in addition to admiration, everyone's eyes revealed awe and fear, as well as a suppressed burning desire.

Unfortunately, faced with Gu Qingying's absolute strength, they dared not reveal the burning desires in their hearts.

The unparalleled demeanor and methods that the opponent had just displayed had already transcended the realm of pure combat power, as if they were a manifestation of a "Tao".

They knew very well that even at this level, although everyone could only maintain the Saint realm, even if they joined forces, they would have no chance of suppressing it and thus achieving their goals.

"Everyone says that this Goddess Gu's combat strength is between the sixth and seventh level of the Forbidden Realm. Now that we've seen her, could she have already entered the eighth level of the Forbidden Realm?"

At this very moment, a sage among mortals, lurking in the shadows, narrowed his eyes and speculated.

"I heard that she could have advanced to the Great Saint Realm more than a hundred years ago, but in order to prevent her cultivation from falling back to its peak, she has been delaying it until now..."

Beside him, in order to resist the pressure from the Heavenly Court, the Hellish Slayer Saint, who had always stood shoulder to shoulder with the mortal world for so many years, spoke his thoughts at this moment:

"It seems impossible to win her over. We should reject the request from the Heavenly Martial Holy Land... I wonder what the Heavenly Court will say?"

"If the Heavenly Court is willing to do this deal, then let them do it. We don't need to worry about the short term. Just look at how powerful they are today, their invisible rule almost suffocating the various sects of the Eastern Wilderness. There will be a day when things reach their extreme and reverse..."

The Slaughtering Saint of the Human World spoke slowly.

Upon hearing this, Hell Killer sighed and said nothing more.

Their inability to resist the rule of Heaven has now reached the point where they can only vent their frustration verbally.

whoosh...

On the asteroid, Gu Qingying keenly sensed that the ominous warning was gradually fading away.

Immediately, she lightly waved her hand, abruptly creating a barrier that isolated the inside from the outside, enveloping herself and her spirit pet, the cloud leopard.

Ok?

Upon seeing this, Yunbao's heart skipped a beat.

Since its birth, it has been kept by its "master" for nearly a thousand years, and the two are actually very familiar with each other.

It can almost always guess what the other party is going to do next just by looking at their every move.

At the same time the barrier was silently formed, it already knew that as time passed, the other party had most likely become suspicious.

Today, I'm afraid I won't escape a "questioning".

"Qinghan, is there something you've been hiding from me?"

As expected, Gu Qingying moved gracefully to its side, placing a slender hand on the back of the clouded leopard's neck, her voice as gentle as a breeze:

"Think carefully before you answer. Lying is not a good behavior..."

Although her voice was still gentle, the look in her eyes as she looked at the clouded leopard carried a hint of scrutiny and solemnity.

During this time, she and Yunbao fought their way up from the bottom, suppressing their cultivation levels and re-experiencing the mysteries of each realm, gaining tremendous benefits.