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Chapter 308: Soul Tremor, Leaving the City
The Jade Bottle in Tian Ji Lou Zhu Lou’s hand bore intricate, arcane inscriptions. A faint, peculiar aura emanated from within, clearly indicating that whatever it contained was no ordinary substance.
Lin Zhi Rui also noticed the bottle’s oddity. He asked, “Master, what is inside this bottle?”
Tian Ji Lou Zhu Lou opened the bottle. A surge of essence spilled out, instantly filling the air. Both master and disciple stiffened, their expressions shifting in alarm.
“This is—!” Lin Zhi Rui felt the overwhelming pull of the energy, his eyes widening.
Tian Ji Lou Zhu Lou quickly sealed the bottle, his gaze fixed on the direction where Lu Qing and the others had vanished. “The gift left by Lu Xiao Langjun… is rather heavy indeed.”
The carriage rolled forward with a steady, rhythmic clatter. As soon as it cleared the confines of Tian Ji Lou and stepped onto the street, it immediately drew the attention of numerous spies.
At this moment, Tian Ji Lou was undoubtedly the most watched sect in all of Sheng Cheng.
After all, the sect housed the first youth since Qi Lu Fu Su to have triggered Jie Yun and passed through Jie Shu—a true prodigy. This was someone capable of effortlessly slaying multiple monks from Xuan Kong Shan, and even defeating the Third Holy Lord.
No faction dared to ignore such a terrifying powerhouse.
Thus, every inch around Tian Ji Lou was already swarming with spies from various powers, monitoring every movement within.
Now, upon seeing a carriage emerge from the sect’s gates, all the spies snapped to attention.
“Someone’s coming out!”
“The one with the jade horn on his head, magnificent and divine—there’s no mistake. This is his carriage!”
“Who knows where he’s going this early?”
“Are they leaving Sheng Cheng?”
...
After the battle the previous day, every major faction in the city had immediately begun investigating Lu Qing. Though a full week had passed, they still couldn’t determine his true origins. Yet his movements since entering the city were undeniable.
All factions knew that when Lu Qing and his companions arrived, they had ridden in a peculiar carriage. Especially the two steeds pulling it—unusually majestic, their appearance truly otherworldly, rare beasts indeed.
Now, seeing the legendary carriage emerge from Tian Ji Lou, the spies erupted into speculation.
Yet despite their curiosity, no one dared to pry into the carriage’s interior. Not a single soul dared to get close. They remained rooted in place, watching with keen eyes, instantly relaying information through every available means to their respective masters.
Lu Qing and Old Doctor were fully aware of the eyes watching them. But they paid it no mind, continuing their conversation with calm ease.
“A Qing,” Old Doctor said, “I noticed the patterns on the Jade Bottle you gave Tian Ji Lou Zhu Lou. They seem familiar—almost like the one you forged back in Yunlai Town.”
“Exactly,” Lu Qing nodded. “That’s the same bottle I made in Yunlai Town. The gift I gave him was special—ordinary containers couldn’t hold it.”
“Ordinary vessels can’t contain it? So it must be…?” Old Doctor recalled the strange aura he’d sensed earlier.
“I gave the master a single Benyuan Qi,” Lu Qing replied.
Old Doctor didn’t react in surprise—he’d already guessed as much when he’d felt that mysterious energy earlier.
Still, he was stunned by his disciple’s generosity. The value of Benyuan Qi was well known. After personally refining one, he understood its miraculous properties.
Even the most powerful Xian Tian Jing Qiang Zhe in the city had struggled desperately the day before, barely managing to snatch a single thread of it.
And yet Lu Qing had given away one so easily.
Lu Qing sensed his master’s astonishment, but didn’t elaborate further.
He’d carefully considered giving away one Benyuan Qi. Having refined multiple, he had pushed his body to the stage where his flesh glowed with a radiant aura. He still had five left.
After refining so many, he’d come to realize: most cultivators could only refine one Benyuan Qi. Only someone like himself—whose body had endured the trials of heavenly tribulation, far surpassing ordinary cultivators—could bear multiple.
Thus, neither his master nor Xiao Yan needed more.
The five remaining Benyuan Qis were his to do with as he pleased.
He’d given one to Tian Ji Lou Zhu Lou out of gratitude. For the past few days, they’d stayed at Tian Ji Lou, deeply indebted to the master’s kindness. Especially when Tian Ji Lou Zhu Lou had warned them in time and held down the fort in Xiao Yuan, protecting Xiao Yan and the others—ensuring Lu Qing had no worries on his back.
Had it not been for that intervention, his master might have been forcibly subjugated into a puppet, and Xiao Yan and the others could have been in danger.
And then there was the matter of Lu Qing himself, having destroyed much of Tian Ji Lou’s property during his cultivation trials.
All these debts of gratitude, and giving one extra Benyuan Qi felt like a fair exchange.
He just wondered how Tian Ji Lou Zhu Lou would handle the gift—would he refine it himself, or pass it on to a disciple?
The carriage moved slowly through the city.
Numerous factions, having received the spies’ reports, began converging on the scene.
The streets grew crowded with powerful cultivators, yet not a single one dared to interfere.
Feeling the overwhelming presence of strength from both sides, Ma Gu—only at the Hou Tian Jing level—felt a crushing pressure. His chest tightened, beads of sweat formed on his forehead.
Even the two Dragon Blood Stallions grew restless.
“Hmph!”
At that moment, a cold scoff echoed from within the carriage—like a hammer striking the soul.
Those with deep cultivation only felt a sharp pain in their brow cavities, dizziness flaring briefly.
But the weaker Xian Tian Jing cultivators were worse off—suddenly, the world spun, their minds screamed in agony, their internal energies spiraled out of control.
Some even spat blood, suffering serious internal injuries.
All the cultivators recoiled in shock.
No longer daring to act, they immediately suppressed their auras, concealing every trace of their presence.
As the oppressive pressure vanished, Ma Gu exhaled, his spirit lightening. A quiet pride swelled within him.
No wonder Lu Qing was his brother. Just one cold glare had silenced the entire city’s elite.
Who else in the world could command such awe?
Having used the soul tremor to deliver a subtle warning, Lu Qing made no further move.
At his current cultivation level, ordinary Xian Tian Jing cultivators were beneath his notice.
Only those rare, elusive Xian Tian Jing Wan Man—those who had reached the ultimate realm of spiritual transcendence—or masters like his own, who had mastered unique domains, could possibly catch his interest.
But such cultivators were exceedingly rare—like phoenix feathers or unicorn horns.
Especially the Xian Tian Jing Wan Man. Those who reached that level were mostly in secluded cultivation, striving for higher breakthroughs. They rarely appeared in the outside world.
Even in Sheng Cheng, with its many Xian Tian Jing cultivators, Lu Qing had seen only the Third Holy Lord as a true Wan Man—though even he wasn’t a genuine one.
The Third Holy Lord was merely using immense Spirit Soul Power to possess a puppet body.
Compared to a true Xian Tian Jing Wan Man, there was still a fundamental difference.
“Ma Ye,” Lu Qing said calmly, “speed up a bit. No need to crawl along like this.”
Having quelled the overeager cultivators around them, he spoke.
“Yes, Young Master,” Ma Gu cracked his whip. The two Dragon Blood Stallions broke into a brisk trot.
Leaving the stunned Xian Tian Jing cultivators far behind.
Only after the carriage vanished into the distance did the crowd finally exhale, exchanging weary, shaken smiles.
“Should’ve kept our mouths shut. Didn’t expect this guy to have such a short temper.”
“Told you to tone it down. He’s already cut down Xuan Kong Shan monks like vegetables. How dare you project your aura in front of him?”
“Who knew he’d be so unreasonable? I didn’t even provoke him!”
“In front of true masters, silence and restraint are everything. Otherwise, you’ll pay the price one day.”
“So… should we follow?”
“Follow? Forget it. If he gets annoyed, he’ll draw his sword and cut us down right here.”
...
The carriage sped forward, and soon reached the city gate.
The gate was also thick with spies from various factions.
Seeing the carriage approach, they all stepped aside in unison—afraid of blocking its path.
Ma Gu didn’t even glance at them. Once the carriage fully cleared the gate, he cracked his whip with a sharp, loud report.
Crack!
Hearing the signal, the two Dragon Blood Stallions sprang into action.
They reared up, striking the ground with powerful hooves. After being confined in the city for so long, they were bursting with energy.
With a burst of speed, they charged forward down the road.
At the same time, a green qi flow surged from the carriage, enveloping both horse and cart in a shimmering glow.
In an instant, the carriage transformed into a streak of emerald light, racing down the highway—leaving Sheng Cheng far behind, vanishing into the distance.
“What… was that?” The onlookers at the city gate stood frozen in awe.
“A Yufeng Vehicle? The carriage he rides… is it really the legendary Yufeng Vehicle?”
On the gate’s parapet, several powerful figures stared in disbelief.
“Who exactly is this Lu Xiao Langjun? Not only is his origin shrouded in mystery… but he even possesses the ancient Yufeng Vehicle.”
Inside Tian Ji Lou, Lin Zhi Rui stared at the Jade Token in his hand. “Master, Lu Xiao Langjun has left the city.”
“Hmph.” Tian Ji Lou Zhu Lou nodded, then handed the Jade Bottle to him. “Zhi Rui, this opportunity… you should refine it.”
“Me?” Lin Zhi Rui blinked, then shook his head frantically. “Master, that’s impossible. This gift was given to you by Lu Xiao Langjun. If you refine it, you might finally reach the Xian Tian Full Realm.”
“I understand his intentions. He gave it to me not to keep it, but to pass it on to you. He knew you wouldn’t accept it directly, so he used me as a middleman. In truth, this gift belongs to you.”
Tian Ji Lou Zhu Lou smiled.
He knew his disciple—when making friends, he hated anything tainted by obligation or debt. Clearly, Lu Xiao Langjun understood Zhi Rui’s nature perfectly.
It was hard not to be impressed by such a young man’s cunning.
Lin Zhi Rui stared at the Jade Bottle, stunned.
Though he instantly grasped his master’s meaning, after a moment of silence, he firmly shook his head.
“Master, this should still be yours. The world is on the brink of chaos. The situation in Sheng Cheng is uncertain. No one knows when the storm will break. If you refine this opportunity, you could reach the Xian Tian Full Realm. Then Tian Ji Lou would be far better prepared.”
“Ah,” Tian Ji Lou Zhu Lou chuckled. “Don’t worry about that. I don’t need this to reach Xian Tian Jing Wan Man.”
Lin Zhi Rui froze. “Master… what?”
“Yesterday, observing your battle during the heavenly tribulation, I felt the essence of the Jie Qi. I had a sudden insight into the art of divination. I believe I’m close to taking that final step.”
The news filled Lin Zhi Rui with astonishment.
“So… you’re about to break through?”
“Indeed. So, Zhi Rui… will you take it?”
Lin Zhi Rui looked at the Jade Bottle in his master’s hand. He hesitated, then suddenly, his expression hardened—something had just occurred to him.
...
Meanwhile, deep within Sheng Shan, in a mystical realm, three ethereal figures sat cross-legged.
One of them was the Third Holy Lord—the very one who had fought Lu Qing.
“The youth has left Sheng Cheng,” a gray-robed figure said.
“I told you, Brother, this effort is pointless,” the Third Holy Lord replied calmly. “That youth is cautious. He won’t come up here so easily.”
“But you said yesterday he was only at the early stage of Xian Tian Jing. Yet he dared challenge you. That doesn’t sound cautious at all.”
The gray figure frowned.
“He dared fight me because he had absolute confidence. And look—his victory proved it.”
“But that doesn’t mean he’s reckless. I’ve been thinking—since I appeared, he never once showed fear. Even when I used Shen Rong Tian Di’s power, his expression didn’t change. It was as if he already knew my identity, knew my strength. I even suspect he realized my puppet body wasn’t my true form.”
The Third Holy Lord recalled their battle. The more he thought, the more uneasy he felt.
Lu Qing had been too calm. Too calculating—far beyond what a youth should be capable of.
“Seeing through a puppet body?” The gray figure shook his head. “Impossible. Even Xian Tian Jing Wan Man can’t detect that. He’s barely a beginner in Xian Tian Jing. How could he possibly have such insight?”
(End of Chapter)
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