Chapter 329: Yan Canghai's Resentment, Returning to the Village

"Dad has broken through to Xian Tian Jing?" Wei Zian felt a surge of shock and joy as he sensed the aura.

The group immediately rushed toward the backyard, arriving at Wei Xinghe’s cultivation chamber.

There, Heavenly and Earthly Qi converged, the Laws of Heaven and Earth manifested, and a powerful Xian Tian Jing Essence radiated waves of fluctuation—clear signs of a martial artist breaking through to the Xian Tian Jing realm.

At the same time, other martial experts within the city sensed Wei Xinghe’s breakthrough. Their faces darkened with surprise.

“That energy… is the Wei Family Head finally breaking through to Xian Tian Jing?”

“Likely so. Wei Xinghe has remained at the Wu Dao Zong Shi level for over a decade. It was only a matter of time.”

“Another Xian Tian Jing cultivator? A family with two such masters—it’s becoming impossible for us to provoke the Wei Family.”

“We’ve never been able to provoke them. Did you really think we could ignore the Wei Family Ancestor before?”

“Better focus on this aura. Breaking through to Xian Tian Jing is extremely rare. If we can grasp even a fraction of its essence, our own cultivation might advance.”

Inside Cheng Zhu Fu, the handsome City Lord Yan Canghai stared toward the Wei Family’s direction, lost in thought.

“Wei Xinghe has broken through too?”

Two years ago, he had witnessed the battle between the Old Doctor and Wang Cangyi at the Xian Tian level, and that experience had stirred his spirit, finally allowing him to enter the Wu Dao Zong Shi realm. But two years had passed, and he still hadn’t managed to condense his Spirit Soul Power. Not even a hint of breakthrough had appeared.

Yet Wei Xinghe—someone of the same rank—had already shattered the heavenly barrier, drawn Qi into his body, and achieved the Xian Tian level.

He had the support of the royal family. Resources, combat techniques, everything was at his disposal. His talent was unquestionably strong. So why, in the path of cultivation, did he keep struggling?

A flicker of resentment burned in Yan Canghai’s eyes.

Ever since he entered the Hou Tian Jing Wan Man and achieved Wu Dao Zong Shi two years ago, he had transformed from a carefree man into a diligent cultivator. He’d stopped drinking entirely, dedicating himself to cultivation—yet after all this time, his cultivation had not advanced a single step.

Only his mastery over his own strength had grown finer. But the elusive Spirit Soul Power remained out of reach—no sign of condensation, no hint of breakthrough.

Now, seeing Wei Xinghe—someone of the same level—triggering Qi fluctuations, drawing in the essence of Heaven and Earth, and becoming a true Xian Tian Jing cultivator… it was unbearable.

“Maybe… I should seek another path,” Yan Canghai murmured, a rare firmness appearing on his face.

Not long ago, he had received word from the city gate guards: the Wei Family’s Young Master An, along with his master Ma Gu, had returned from their travels. Accompanying them was a massive carriage, pulled by two strange, majestic beasts.

“With Wei Zian and Ma Gu’s current cultivation levels, the Wei Family wouldn’t risk sending them out alone. That carriage must contain… the two of them,” Yan Canghai thought, picturing Lu Qing’s face in his mind, and recalling Lin Zhi Rui’s warning.

After a moment’s hesitation, he decided to take a chance.

“Zi An, Ma Ye, you two should deeply absorb the aura of the Wei Family Head’s breakthrough. It will greatly benefit your cultivation,” said Lu Qing in the backyard of the Wei Family Residence.

“Alright,” Ma Gu and Wei Zian replied instantly, sitting cross-legged and entering deep meditation, fully immersed in the fluctuating energy waves ahead.

Even Hu Ze Zhi closed her eyes, carefully attempting to perceive the truth behind the phenomenon.

As time passed, the Qi fluctuations grew stronger.

“Star River is about to condense the Xian Tian Zhi Qu,” Wei Shanhai said.

Suddenly, the gathered Heavenly and Earthly Qi surged toward a single point. Wei Xinghe’s aura skyrocketed.

After about a quarter of an hour, Wei Xinghe’s aura reached its peak and stabilized.

“It’s done!” Wei Shanhai’s face lit up with joy.

The successful condensation of the Xian Tian Zhi Qu meant Wei Xinghe had officially entered the Xian Tian Jing, becoming a Xian Tian Jing Qiang Zhe.

From now on, the Wei Family would boast two Xian Tian Jing cultivators.

In this era of shifting tides and uncertain power, it was a vital safeguard.

Just as Wei Xinghe completed the formation of his Xian Tian Zhi Qu and stepped into the Xian Tian Jing, a series of soft sounds echoed.

Ma Gu, Wei Zian, and Hu Ze Zhi each emitted a sudden surge of energy—breaking through at the same moment.

Ma Gu reached Nei Fu Jing Xiao Cheng. Wei Zian advanced to Jin Gu Jing Wan Man. As for Hu Ze Zhi, who had only been at Qi Xue Jing, she now stepped fully into Jin Gu Jing.

Lu Qing smiled.

After these past days of adaptation and integration, the Benyuan Qi within Ma Gu and the others had fused with their bodies to over half their potential. Their innate talents had been greatly enhanced.

Now, stirred by the Heavenly and Earthly Law fluctuations triggered by Wei Xinghe’s breakthrough, their breakthroughs were inevitable.

But Wei Shanhai, witnessing this, was momentarily stunned.

Earlier, because Ma Gu and the others wore jade talismans engraved by Lu Qing, Wei Shanhai couldn’t clearly sense their exact cultivation levels. And at the time, his attention had been fully on Lu Qing and the Old Doctor, so he hadn’t paid much heed.

Now, seeing them break through, he suddenly realized—within just a few months, Ma Gu and Wei Zian had advanced remarkably.

Their progress was nothing short of astonishing.

“Lu Xiao Langjun’s journey across Zhong Zhou must have been far more than Zi An initially claimed,” Wei Xinghe thought, a hidden realization forming in his heart.

He knew Ma Gu and Wei Zian’s true potential. Under normal circumstances, even with years of training, they couldn’t have progressed this far.

Their speed now rivaled that of true geniuses. There had to be another reason.

Boom!

As Wei Shanhai was still in shock, the stone door before Wei Xinghe’s cultivation chamber slowly creaked open.

A figure stepped out—radiant, vibrant, full of spirit.

No one else could it be but Wei Xinghe.

“Husband!” Wei Fu Ren rushed forward, her voice trembling with emotion.

“Haha, why is The Lady of the Wei Family here?” Wei Xinghe laughed, his heart light and full of joy at seeing his beloved wife.

“Good. I’ve finally entered the Xian Tian Jing.” Wei Shanhai nodded with satisfaction.

“Thank you, Ancestor, for assisting me in this breakthrough,” Wei Xinghe said, having sensed the Ancestor’s presence the moment he completed the Xian Tian Zhi Qu.

After all, the Xian Tian Jing carried a unique essence of the realm. As long as the distance wasn’t too great, the two could sense each other effortlessly.

“Congratulations, Wei Family Head. You’ve successfully entered the Xian Tian Jing,” Lu Qing said, stepping forward with a smile.

“Lu Xiao Langjun? Chen Laodaifu? What are you doing here?” Wei Xinghe finally noticed them, startled.

He had sensed nothing inside the secret chamber earlier—no trace of their presence.

“We returned this morning. But since you were in cultivation, we didn’t wish to disturb,” Lu Qing explained.

Wei Xinghe stared at Lu Qing, stunned.

Even now, standing right before him, he still couldn’t sense Lu Qing’s aura.

If he hadn’t seen him with his own eyes, he would have sworn the figure before him was just a wisp of air.

This eerie phenomenon struck Wei Xinghe deeply.

Even though he was now a Xian Tian Jing Qiang Zhe, he was still as naive as a child before Lu Qing and the Old Doctor. He couldn’t even perceive their true nature.

His initial pride from the breakthrough vanished instantly.

He realized—there were countless stronger cultivators in this vast world.

He was only just beginning. He had no right to boast.

Wei Shanhai, observing his son’s expression, gave a quiet nod.

He hadn’t warned him earlier—because he wanted Wei Xinghe to learn the truth: there are always people stronger than you. Mountains are never the highest.

Achieving Xian Tian Jing was merely the threshold to true strength.

To become arrogant now would only bring future suffering.

“Father!”

Wei Zian, having finished his breakthrough, leapt up from the ground.

“Zi An’s back!” Wei Xinghe smiled, seeing his son’s stronger build.

“Father, thanks to your breakthrough energy, my master and I have also advanced!” Wei Zian said happily.

“That’s excellent. You’ve been diligent on your journey with Lu Xiao Langjun. No laziness,” Wei Xinghe nodded.

Still shaken by Lu Qing’s presence, he hadn’t noticed the subtle change in his son’s cultivation.

Wei Xinghe’s breakthrough naturally filled the entire Wei Family Residence with joy.

Other major factions in the city sent envoys with gifts, congratulating the Wei Family Head on his achievement.

For a time, the residence buzzed with celebration.

Yet amidst the festivities, Lu Qing and the others quietly left the county town.

“Hu Gu Niang,” Lu Qing said, guiding the carriage, “you and Uncle Hu would be better off staying in the city. There’s no need to follow us. Jiu Li Village is remote—a poor mountain village. I fear you two might not adapt.”

Ma Gu and Wei Zian’s homes were in the city. Their two Dragon Blood Stallions were hard to manage, so Lu Qing drove the carriage himself.

Originally, he’d planned to have the Wei Family arrange a place for Hu Ze Zhi and her father in the city.

But Hu Ze Zhi refused, insisting on accompanying them.

“The city is nice, but we’re strangers here. We’d probably be more uncomfortable. Don’t worry, Lu Gongzi. I’ve lived a hard life since childhood—I won’t mind the hardship,” Hu Ze Zhi said softly.

In truth, she was deeply curious about the village where Lu Qing and Xiao Yan lived.

She wanted to see what kind of place could raise someone as extraordinary as Lu Qing.

Of course, there were also quiet, personal thoughts—unspoken, unsaid.

As for Hu Lao San, he certainly wouldn’t object.

After witnessing Lu Qing and the Old Doctor’s miraculous abilities, even a fool would know how rare an opportunity it was to be near them.

Seeing Hu Ze Zhi’s resolve, Lu Qing no longer insisted.

After all, Jiu Li Village wasn’t far from the city.

If they ever found it unbearable, leaving would be easy.

“Brother,” Xiao Yan’s voice came from the carriage, laced with worry, “Xiao Li’s been asleep for so long. Why hasn’t she woken up yet?”

“I’ve checked. Xiao Li’s body is undergoing transformation. Don’t worry—she’s fine. She’ll wake up in a few days,” Lu Qing assured her.

Since swallowing a fragment of Benyuan Qi in Sheng Cheng, Xiao Li had remained in deep slumber.

Even during their journey, she hadn’t stirred.

Lu Qing checked her condition daily with his abilities.

He saw she was undergoing a crucial transformation, her body perfectly healthy.

So he chose not to interfere, letting her awaken naturally.

In fact, he was now curious—what would she become when she woke?

The Yufeng Vehicle moved at lightning speed.

Even without Lu Qing consciously speeding up, Jiu Li Village soon came into view.

As familiar scenery passed by, Lu Qing turned off the vehicle’s array and slowed the carriage.

“Brother, are we there?” Xiao Yan asked, sensing the slowing.

“Yeah. We’re almost home.”

Xiao Yan quickly pulled back the curtain, peering out.

She saw the familiar landscape—the winding stream outside the village.

Her eyes widened. “Really, Chen Ye Ye! We’re back in the village!”

The Old Doctor also looked out the window, a quiet emotion stirring in his heart.

Though their journey hadn’t lasted long—just a few months—so much had happened.

Now, nearing home, he felt a deep sense of nostalgia.

The carriage moved slowly through the village. Lu Qing savored the scenery he hadn’t seen in months, while also sensing the changes in the surrounding Qi.

He noticed—after months, Jiu Li Village had indeed grown denser in Qi, just as Wei Shanhai had said.

Though still far from Zhong Zhou’s level, it was more than enough for his and his master’s daily cultivation.

After all, they were still only at the Qi Gathering stage.

And as time passed, the Qi would grow even richer—without hindering their progress.

The carriage rolled to a stop at the village entrance.

The noise was impossible to miss.

Villagers quickly came out to investigate.

Seeing the two towering, majestic Dragon Blood Stallions pulling the carriage, and feeling the overwhelming aura radiating from them, one villager trembled in fear.

Only someone powerful could command such beasts.

But due to the angle and the horses blocking the view, he couldn’t see who was driving.

As he pondered whether to rush to the Wei Family’s estate to report, a small figure suddenly leapt from the carriage.

Running toward the village, arms wide open, shouting joyfully:

“Zhang Da Shu! Xiao Yan’s back!”

“Xiao Yan!”

The villager’s eyes widened in shock.

(End of Chapter)

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