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Chapter 466 Snow Covers the Sky (Seeking Monthly Tickets!)
Chapter 466 Snow Covers (Seeking Monthly Tickets!)
Xing Han, the peak master of the Enforcement Peak, had an uncertain expression, his lips pressed into a stiff line.
As the representative of the Nine Heavens lineage on the Enforcement Peak, he had long regarded Nan Zhuoran as the future banner of the Nine Heavens. Today's defeat not only disrupted all plans but also shook the foundation of the Nine Heavens lineage within the sect .
Zhong Yu beside him had an even more grim expression, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"How could this be… How could Senior Brother Nan possibly lose?" Zhong Yu muttered to himself, seemingly still immersed in the earth
-shattering clash. In his heart, Nan Zhuoran, having held the position of head of the true disciples for over ten years, was already a legendary figure, an insurmountable mountain for the younger generation of the sect. But this bloody scene before him made him fully realize reality. "Senior Brother Nan...lost?" "What kind of monster is Chen Qing?! How did he manage to unleash seven divine abilities simultaneously?" "Is the True Martial lineage...about to rise again?" Whispers rippled through the Nine Heavens disciples. They had never imagined this day would come. The head of the True Lineage had changed hands, the position of Peak Master of Ten Thousand Laws Peak had fallen to another—every Nine Heavens disciple knew perfectly well what this meant. The viewing areas of the Xuan Yang and Yu Chen lineages were now deathly silent. Ji Yunliang stared blankly at the figure on the stage, took a deep breath, his chest heaving. "Chen Qing...won?" he murmured to himself, as if still in a dream. Just a short while ago, he had fought Chen Qing on the Seven Star Platform. Although he had lost then, he had always believed that Nan Zhuoran's strength far surpassed his own, and even more so, Chen Qing's. But now, the reality before him completely overturned his understanding. "My defeat was indeed not unjust," Ji Yunliang said with a bitter smile, shaking his head. Zhang Baicheng and Luo Chengxuan exchanged a glance, both seeing the same shock and complexity in each other's eyes. Zhang Baicheng nodded slowly and said in a low voice, "Senior Brother Ji is right." Luo Chengxuan also smiled bitterly. He thought of himself as a genius that the sect had been watching, but compared to the two on the stage, he realized what a true prodigy was.
Han Xiong, standing to the side, was also shocked, but subconsciously puffed out his chest.
Several of his senior disciples had been defeated by Chen Qing, and he, Han Xiong, had also fought against Senior Brother Chen on the Seven Star Platform!
Recalling it now, it seemed as if he were bathed in a unique kind of glory.
In the viewing area of the Yu Chen lineage,
Huo Qiushui, Ruan Lingxiu, and other Yu Chen disciples were also immersed in immense shock.
Many female disciples covered their mouths, their eyes sparkling with excitement, almost shouting out loud.
"He's gone further than anyone imagined,"
Huo Qiushui said quietly at the front of the crowd, her eyes gleaming with undisguised admiration.
Ruan Lingxiu felt a mix of emotions, a mixture of amazement and complex感慨 (gǎnkǎi - deep feelings/reflections).
She recalled that Shen Xiuyong had once asked him to look after Chen Qing, and now, looking at it now, she couldn't help but shake her head and smile bitterly: "Your nephew... why does he need anyone else's help? He'd be the one looking after others."
Back when the Hundred Sects were selecting disciples, Chen Qing was just an inconspicuous Gang Jin disciple, but now he stood at the pinnacle of the younger generation of the sects.
The world changes so drastically, it's truly like a dream. On
the outer sect's viewing platform, Bai Yue of the Lingxiao Upper Sect watched this scene and couldn't help but sigh: "So many supernatural abilities and secret techniques, all used at the same time, this Chen Qing... is truly remarkable."
He was filled with mixed feelings.
As the head of the Dragon Hall of the Lingxiao Upper Sect, he naturally hoped to see such talent from Lingxiao disciples.
The talent, strength, and potential that Chen Qing displayed far exceeded his understanding of the younger generation.
But unfortunately, this genius was not a Lingxiao disciple, but a successor of the Zhenwu lineage of the Tianbao Upper Sect.
This made him sigh, but he couldn't feel happy.
Zhou Xiang stood behind him, his mind still replaying the scene of Chen Qing unleashing all seven of his divine abilities to clash head-on with the Panwu Seal. His heart trembled, unable to find peace.
It wasn't just a simple difference in strength; it was a complete and utter crushing defeat in understanding martial arts, controlling power, and seizing the right moment in battle.
"I... am still far from it,"
Zhou Xiang murmured, a hint of defeat flashing in his eyes, but then a fierce fighting spirit ignited within him.
On the other side, Lu Song of the Yunshui Upper Sect held his breath, only slowly exhaling after a long while.
Even among Grandmasters, those who have undergone the Nine Revolutions of the Nine Pills have varying levels of skill.
He had only refined his Golden Core nine times during his True Essence Realm cultivation, resulting in only nine pill patterns on it. This was unremarkable among Grandmasters, and some even privately speculated that his breakthrough was partly due to luck.
But a Grandmaster is still a Grandmaster!
Yet, the final clash between Chen Qing and Nan Zhuoran had actually made him shudder.
For a clash between True Essence Realm cultivators to give him such a feeling was enough to demonstrate the terrifying strength of both.
"This Chen Qing…" Lu Song murmured, regaining his composure, "If he breaks through to Grandmaster, he will definitely be among the top Grandmasters."
Lin Haiqing, standing behind him, remained silent, simply watching the direction Chen Qing had left, his hands unconsciously clenching in his sleeves.
As the leading disciple of the Yunshui Upper Sect, he was on par with Nan Zhuoran, considering them formidable rivals.
He had come to observe the ceremony to see Nan Zhuoran's strength, but unexpectedly witnessed an even more terrifying Chen Qing.
He wasn't even certain of victory against Nan Zhuoran.
Facing Chen Qing…
Lin Haiqing's mind flashed with the terrifying scene of all seven divine abilities unleashed, and an unprecedented sense of crisis rose in his heart.
"I must become stronger faster."
A resolute glint flashed in his eyes.
In the distance, Hua Yunfeng's hunched figure remained standing in place.
"This kid, he's been hiding his strength quite well," he muttered to himself, a slight smile playing on his lips.
Hua Yunfeng's impression of Chen Qing had undergone a complete transformation. Initially, he was fairly good, but later, due to Luo Zhixian's death and the inheritance of the True Martial lineage, he became more protective. Now, having witnessed Chen Qing defeat Nan Zhuoran, his attitude had completely changed.
He realized that Chen Qing was indeed extraordinary.
Not only in terms of talent, but also in his character, perseverance, and grasp of timing.
In today's battle, Chen Qing seemed to have won by a narrow margin despite being seriously injured, but Hua Yunfeng possessed keen insight.
He could see that at least three-tenths of Chen Qing's final 'shaky' posture was feigned.
"The injury is real, but not to the point of being unable to stand."
Hua Yunfeng chuckled inwardly. "This kid knows how to hide his strength."
But this is for the best.
A tree that stands out in the forest will surely be felled by the wind.
Chen Qing has already shown enough strength and talent today. If he were to appear even more relaxed, it would probably attract more suspicion and scheming.
This 'pyrrhic victory' posture allows him to gain benefits while avoiding becoming a target of everyone's ire too early.
"This kid is slippery."
Hua Yunfeng nodded and turned to leave quietly.
On the Seven Star Platform.
With Qu He's support, Chen Qing struggled to his feet, his body swaying precariously, as if he might collapse at any moment.
Han Guxi quickly walked over, supporting Chen Qing's other arm with one hand and channeling a gentle stream of true energy into him.
"Junior Sister Li, the outcome is decided." Han Guxi looked at Li Yujun in the distance.
Li Yujun had suppressed the shock in her heart, and her expression had returned to some calmness, but a trace of complexity still lingered in her eyes.
She glanced at the weak Nan Zhuoran in her arms, then at the heavily injured Chen Qing in the distance, and slowly nodded.
"Chen Qing has won."
Her voice wasn't loud, but it clearly echoed throughout the Seven Star Platform.
With that, she flicked her wrist, a gentle surge of true energy lifting Nan Zhuoran, her figure transforming into a streak of light as she sped towards Nine Heavens Peak.
Nan Zhuoran was severely injured; the gruesome wound that slashed diagonally from his right shoulder to his left abdomen nearly disemboweled him.
Without months of rest, he would likely never fully recover.
The elders and experts of the Nine Heavens lineage also snapped out of their daze, glancing at Chen Qing with varying expressions before transforming into streaks of light and following Li Yujun.
Zhong Yu followed the others, bewildered.
In the blink of an eye, the entire Nine Heavens lineage was gone.
Han Guxi withdrew his gaze, looking at Chen Qing with eyes full of relief and concern.
"Qu He, help Chen Qing back to heal," he instructed.
"Yes!" Qu He quickly responded, carefully supporting Chen Qing.
"Senior Brother Chen, are you alright?" Qu He asked in a low voice, his voice full of worry.
Chen Qing replied, "I can still manage."
His voice was hoarse and his breath was weak.
Qu He's heart tightened, and without delay, he quickly helped Chen Qing slowly walk towards Zhenwu Peak.
The experts and disciples of the Zhenwu lineage surrounded Chen Qing, protecting him in the middle.
Elders such as Han Guxi and Pei Tingchun led the way, while Qu He and other Zhenwu lineage disciples guarded the sides. Dozens of disciples marched in a grand procession, escorting Chen Qing away.
The scene was magnificent, and the momentum was overwhelming.
As the two protagonists left, the crowd that was still discussing on the Seven Star Platform began to slowly disperse.
But in everyone's hearts, the earth-shattering battle that had just taken place still echoed.
"Chen Qing... the Zhenwu lineage is about to rise."
"The Jiuxiao lineage is likely severely weakened this time."
"The position of Wanfa Peak Master, is it now Chen Qing's?"
"Of course! Even Nan Zhuoran was defeated, who dares to compete?"
Discussions rose and fell. In some inconspicuous corners of the crowd, spies from various forces were also deeply shaken and unable to calm down.
They had witnessed the change of leadership of the Tianbao Upper Sect's true disciple, the rise of the Zhenwu lineage, and the birth of a peerless genius.
"Quickly, send the message back!"
"Chen Qing defeated Nan Zhuoran, the Zhenwu lineage is rising, the future landscape of the Tianbao Upper Sect may be drastically changed!"
"This boy has unlimited potential, we must pay close attention!"
Hidden communication talismans flew out silently, heading in all directions.
The wind and snow began again, and goose-feather-like snowflakes fell once more, gradually covering the bloodstains on the Seven Star Platform.
But the aftershocks of that duel had only just begun to spread.
Behind the main peak.
Nestled among bamboo groves, a simple bamboo house was built against the mountainside.
Inside, a charcoal fire burned brightly in the stove, filling the air with the aroma of tea.
Sect Master Jiang Lishan sat cross-legged on a futon in the main seat, a set of celadon tea utensils on a low table before him.
To his left and right, Ke Tianzong, the leader of the Xuan Yang lineage, and Su Muyun, the leader of the Yu Chen lineage, sat comfortably.
The three seemed to be having a casual conversation, but in reality, their discussion concerned important matters concerning the sect and even the entire situation in the Northern Lands.
"...You have all seen the news from the Que Sect."
Jiang Lishan spoke calmly, "The Night Clan's southward advance is already evident, the Eight Tribes of the Golden Court are in turmoil, and the Great Snow Mountain is unfathomable. Yet, the Que Sect's reaction to this is rather lukewarm."
Ke Tianzong frowned, coldly snorting, "Lukewarm? They simply think that with the Night Clan's southward advance, the first to be affected are our Yan Kingdom and the Golden Court, and that they won't be able to reach them in the short term! The people of the Yun Kingdom are adept at watching from the sidelines and are skilled at scheming!"
Su Muyun's expression was calm as he slowly said, "Junior Brother Ke is right. The Night Clan's previous southward advance did not reach the Yun Kingdom's territory. Their current observation is to be expected."
He paused, then looked up at Jiang Lishan, "What I fear is... that they are not simply observing, but rather want to 'reap the benefits,' waiting for us to fight the Night Clan and the Golden Court to the point of mutual destruction before making their move. At that time, the situation will likely be even more troublesome."
Jiang Lishan put down her teacup.
The bamboo building fell silent for a moment, with only the crackling of the stove fire.
Although the Thousand Reefs Sea separates the Yun Kingdom and the Yan Kingdom, forming a formidable natural barrier,
if the Yun Kingdom truly harbors ulterior motives, then the Tianbao Sect, situated on the front lines and adjacent to the Thousand Reefs Sea, will inevitably bear the brunt and be plunged into peril.
"The intentions of the Que Sect are difficult to fathom,"
Jiang Lishan said slowly. "The Southern Mountain Outer Mountain has been rife with disturbances lately, and there are also undercurrents within the Yan Kingdom. The Wuji Demonic Sect has launched numerous campaigns, yet has failed to eradicate it, like a malignant tumor clinging to the bone."
Ke Tianzong and Su Muyun both wore grave expressions upon hearing this.
Although they were the leaders of their respective lineages, holding the lives of thousands of disciples in their hands, they felt an overwhelming pressure in the face of this chaotic situation, with undercurrents swirling from all sides.
Even Grandmasters are not invincible; before this overwhelming force, individual strength sometimes appears insignificant.
"These are turbulent times,"
Ke Tianzong sighed, grabbing his teacup and drinking it down in one gulp.
Su Muyun did not reply, but instead gazed out the window of the bamboo building.
In the distance, snow-capped mountains and low-hanging leaden clouds created a somber atmosphere.
Just then, hurried yet deliberately soft footsteps sounded outside the bamboo building.
The three, with their extraordinary cultivation, immediately noticed.
Ke Tianzong and Su Muyun remained outwardly calm, but their hearts stirred simultaneously.
Today was the day of Chen Qing's decisive battle against Nan Zhuoran. Although they hadn't personally witnessed the ceremony, how could they be indifferent?
The hurried footsteps of the newcomers indicated a result.
The bamboo curtain was gently lifted, and Luo Ping appeared in the doorway.
He had clearly tried his best to calm himself, but the lingering shock and complexity in his eyes did not escape the notice of the three grandmasters.
"Master." Luo Ping strode in, first bowing to Jiang Lishan, then greeting Ke and Su, "Uncle-Master Ke, Uncle-Master Su."
"How did it go?" Jiang Lishan's gaze fell on Luo Ping's face, asking directly, "On the Seven Star Platform, has the outcome been decided?"
Ke Tianzong and Su Muyun didn't speak, but their gazes also focused on Luo Ping.
The air inside the bamboo building seemed to freeze slightly at that moment.
Luo Ping took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "It's decided."
He paused, then said, "Chen Qing has won!"
"Oh?"
Jiang Lishan's eyelids twitched slightly, a hint of surprise flashing across her usually calm eyes.
Ke Tianzong's red eyebrows shot up sharply, his face revealing undisguised astonishment.
Su Muyun's hands also paused for a moment.
Chen Qing won?
That young man who had only been a disciple for a few years, who had fought his way through the selection of the Hundred Schools, had actually defeated Nan Zhuoran, who had held the top position of the True Disciple for more than ten years, who carried the inheritance of the Panwu Ancestor, and had completed eleven tempering trials?
This news still exploded in their hearts like a thunderbolt from a clear sky.
"Tell me in detail." Jiang Lishan leaned forward slightly, her tone carrying a rare solemnity.
"Yes." Luo Ping responded, then recounted the key points of the battle he had witnessed on the Seven Star Platform.
His words were concise, yet they vividly depicted the thrilling moments.
Inside the bamboo building, only Luo Ping's voice and the faint crackling of the charcoal fire could be heard.
The three grandmasters listened quietly, their expressions varying.
When they heard that Chen Qing had multitasked, simultaneously activating several divine abilities and secret techniques to forcefully break through the Panwu Seal, Ke Tianzong couldn't help but exclaim, "Good lad! Such methods are unheard of in the True Essence Realm!"
His eyes flashed with a sharp light, a mixture of amazement and complexity.
Su Muyun slowly exhaled and whispered, "Seven divine abilities... If I hadn't heard this, it would have been unimaginable."
His tone was calm, but the turmoil in his heart was known only to himself.
Nan Zhuoran was a prodigy he had watched grow up. Although the Yu Chen lineage was not allied with Jiu Xiao, they were both pillars of the sect, and he had always recognized Nan Zhuoran's strength and potential.
Now that Nan Zhuoran had been defeated by Chen Qing, it not only meant that the head of the true disciples had changed hands, but also that the sect's century-old structure had been completely shattered.
After listening, Jiang Lishan remained silent for a moment, then suddenly clapped his hands and chuckled, "I didn't expect Chen Qing to give me such a pleasant surprise."
His smile was gentle, but his eyes were unfathomable.
Ke Tianzong and Su Muyun exchanged a glance and nodded in agreement, praising Chen Qing a few times.
But in their hearts, thoughts were racing.
Chen Qing had won. What did this mean?
The position of the peak master of Wanfa Peak was no longer in doubt.
With the combat power, talent, and potential Chen Qing had displayed today, once he broke through to the Grandmaster level, his status would instantly surpass that of ordinary peak masters.
With him in charge of the Zhenwu lineage, its revival was unstoppable.
More importantly... the position of sect master.
Jiang Lishan still had enough lifespan, but the succession of the sect always needed to be planned for in advance.
Previously, Nan Zhuoran was recognized as the most powerful contender for the next sect master, backed by the entire Jiuxiao lineage, and his talent and strength were unparalleled among his peers.
But now, Nan Zhuoran had lost.
He had lost to Chen Qing, who was younger, seemed to have greater potential, and rose at a more terrifying speed.
So, what's the suspense regarding the future sect leader position?
Almost none.
As long as Chen Qing doesn't perish prematurely and successfully breaks through to the Grandmaster level, given his current foundation and temperament, becoming a top-tier Grandmaster is practically a certainty.
At that time, he will be the most suitable candidate for sect leader.
The only "suspense" is probably how far Chen Qing can grow and how long it will take for him to take over the sect's reins.
Ke Tianzong sighed inwardly, "That old fellow Han Guxi really struck gold this time—no, it's the seed left by Senior Brother Luo that has blossomed and borne fruit… The True Martial lineage is likely to produce a powerful leader who will suppress the sect for over a hundred years."
He was upright and straightforward. Although not particularly close to the Zhenwu lineage, he was happy for the sect's prosperity.
Chen Qing's appearance meant that the Tianbao Upper Sect would have no worries about its core for at least the next hundred years, which was a blessing for the entire sect.
However, thinking of his own Xuanyang lineage, although the younger generation had talents like Ji Yunliang, they were ultimately inferior to a monster like Chen Qing, which made him feel somewhat complicated.
Su Muyun thought even more deeply.
"Once the position of Wanfa Peak Master is settled, it is inevitable that the sect's resources will be tilted towards him."
"Junior Sister Li Yujun is probably thinking right now... the decline of the Jiuxiao lineage is a foregone conclusion."
He was shrewd and good at assessing the situation.
At this moment, he was already thinking about how to secure the most advantageous position for the Yuchen lineage in the new situation.
"It seems that there is no suspense about the position of Wanfa Peak Master." Jiang Lishan's voice pulled the two back to reality.
"Yes." Ke Tianzong nodded. "Chen Qing won the battle in full view of everyone, in accordance with the sect's rules. The position of Master of Wanfa Peak is rightfully his."
Su Muyun also nodded slightly: "There is no objection. However, Junior Nephew Chen's injuries are quite severe. Should the succession ceremony be postponed for a while?" "
Of course." Jiang Lishan said, "It's not too late to hold the ceremony after his injuries have stabilized. I will have Junior Brother Han handle this matter."
The three of them briefly discussed some recent sect affairs before Ke Tianzong and Su Muyun took their leave.
Jiang Lishan personally escorted the two to the bamboo building, watching their figures disappear at the end of the snow-covered mountain path before slowly withdrawing his gaze.
The gentle smile on his face had long since vanished, replaced by a deep calm.
The mountain wind swirled the snowflakes, fluttering the hem of his plain white robe.
"Chen Qing..."
he murmured the name, his eyes so deep they could draw one's soul in.
"It's beyond my expectations. When the Hundred Sects were selecting him, I only thought he was a promising rough diamond, but I never imagined he would turn out to be a hidden dragon."
He stood with his hands behind his back in the wind and snow, letting the cold seep in, yet his figure remained unmoved.
"Senior Brother Luo, you've taken on a good disciple, but this pawn has now completely jumped off the chessboard and is no longer under your control." "
Is this a good thing... or a bad thing?"
His voice was barely audible, dissipating into the biting wind and snow.
Leaving the back mountain of the main peak, Ke Tianzong and Su Muyun walked side by side on the snow-covered mountain path.
"It's truly beyond my expectations."
Su Muyun broke the silence first, his tone filled with emotion, "I knew Chen Qing was extraordinary, but I didn't expect him to be this extraordinary."
Ke Tianzong nodded and said, "The position of the Peak Master of Wanfa Peak is already a foregone conclusion. With the potential he has shown, his future advancement to the Heavenly Pivot position is almost a certainty, even..."
He didn't finish his sentence, but Su Muyun naturally understood.
Even the future position of Sect Master.
"It's a great fortune for the sect to have such a prodigy," Su Muyun said slowly. "However, the changing landscape inevitably brings turmoil. As for Junior Sister Li Yujun..."
Ke Tianzong waved his hand: "Junior Sister Li is not unreasonable; sect rules are paramount."
"Chen Qing won fairly and squarely. Even if she's unwilling, she can only accept it."
Resources are limited. Previously, they were tilted towards Nan Zhuoran, but now they naturally have to tilt towards Chen Qing.
This ebb and flow is the general trend.
Su Muyun nodded and then asked, "Junior Brother Ke, should we prepare anything for the succession ceremony?"
The wind and snow outside the bamboo building seemed to be getting heavier, and the rustling of falling snow made the mountain path exceptionally quiet.
"Of course, we should prepare something," Ke Tianzong said casually, as if he were talking about a trivial matter. "However, Chen Qing hasn't broken through to the Grandmaster level yet, so a token gesture will suffice, just to show our attitude."
Su Muyun nodded with a smile.
The two walked side by side for another hundred steps or so before stopping at a fork in the road.
"Senior Brother Su, then let's talk another day."
Ke Tianzong clasped his hands in a fist salute, turned, and stepped onto the stone path leading to Xuan Yang Peak.
Su Muyun stood there for a moment, watching the direction Ke Tianzong had left in.
He knew this Junior Brother Ke all too well.
Ke Tianzong was upright and bold, seemingly rough around the edges, but in reality, he was meticulous.
His earlier words of "just a little something" were nothing more than polite words.
Chen Qing's potential displayed today was far beyond that of ordinary disciples; he was a seedling with the potential to become the sect leader in the future.
As the leader of the Xuan Yang lineage, how could Ke Tianzong really only offer "just a little something"?
Su Muyun shook his head and chuckled, then turned and stepped onto another mountain path.
The wind and snow brushed against his face, and his thoughts had been swirling in his mind.
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