Chapter 25
The Sect Leader Takes a Sidelong Look and Secretly Orders Observation
The shock from the martial arts arena lingered for a long time.
The clamor faded, leaving only endless uproar and upheaval.
Countless disciples looked at the tall and upright young man in the arena, their hearts filled with mixed emotions.
Three years of ridicule and three years of scorn. No one ever imagined that this lowly disciple, who was nailed to the label of "miscellaneous spiritual root trash," would actually see through the fundamental flaw of the sect's cultivation method that no one had seen through for a thousand years, and even deduced and perfected the perfect breathing method on the spot!
One move, a technique that surpasses all ages, and resounds throughout the entire audience!
The two elders who were passing on their skills had extremely solemn expressions. They looked at each other and saw extreme shock and horror in each other's eyes.
They had been in charge of passing on their sect's skills for decades, and had devoted their lives to studying basic techniques. They believed they had a thorough understanding of the Qingyun Breathing Technique.
But only today, after seeing it with their own eyes and comparing it with their own, have they finally come to their senses.
He spent his entire life cultivating himself and spreading the Way, always walking on the flawed path!
While seemingly progressing steadily, it is actually riddled with flaws at every step, its foundation is weak, and it will be a lifelong constraint.
If this perfect breathing technique had existed earlier, the fates of countless disciples in the sect who were stuck at Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment and could not break through for their entire lives might have been completely rewritten!
"This child... is far too extraordinary." Elder Li murmured softly, his eyes completely changing. "He is definitely not an ordinary mixed spiritual root, nor is he an ordinary junior!"
Another elder standing nearby nodded emphatically, his expression solemn: "To see through the flaws in the origin of this thousand-year-old cultivation method, and to perfect the lineage on the spot—this insight, this comprehension, this thorough understanding of the cultivation method's structure—among the entire younger generation of the Qingyun Sect, no one can surpass him!"
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Even the most outstanding inner sect geniuses and core holy sons of a sect would never possess such heaven-defying abilities!
The ability to deduce cultivation techniques, identify and fill gaps, and trace back to the source is no longer the ability of ordinary cultivators, but rather the vision of elders and even sect leaders!
Wang Demao, standing on the sidelines, was utterly humiliated and in complete disarray.
He originally intended to use the orthodox merit system to convict and suppress Xie Yanchen, completely destroying his reputation and future.
In the end, they shot themselves in the foot.
The opponent's live performance completely overturned the sect's millennia-old understanding, winning the trust of everyone present, skyrocketing his reputation, and firmly establishing his title as the "newly crowned number one prodigy."
His true colors—using public office to settle personal scores, deliberately suppressing others, stubbornly clinging to old ways, and hindering the improvement of the orthodox tradition—were laid bare before all his disciples.
His authority was completely lost, and he lost the hearts of the people.
Wang Demao clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms, his fear and murderous intent reaching their peak.
This child must not be allowed to live!
In just two days, he publicly refuted the elders, overturned the sect's traditions, and united the hearts of the outer disciples. His sharpness was too dazzling, and his growth was too terrifying.
If we let him continue like this, within six months, no one in the entire outer sect will be able to restrain his power, and it may even completely shake the foundation of Wang Demao's decades-long rule in the outer sect!
But now, with everyone watching and the will of the people in the air, he dared not make a single move.
Forcibly punishing someone is going against the natural order, suppressing the righteous path, and hindering the sect's progress. It will only thoroughly provoke the resentment of all the disciples and backfire on them.
Wang Demao's chest was churning with anger, but he could only suppress it, his face ashen.
……
Unbeknownst to anyone, at this very moment, high above the clouds above the martial arts arena, a faint blue figure stands silently in the void, overlooking the entire arena.
Ling Canghai, the sect leader of Qingyun Sect.
Dressed in a plain-colored Taoist robe, he possessed an otherworldly air and a profound aura, concealing his inner energy so that no one could detect him in the slightest.
He was meditating on the main peak of the sect when he sensed the violent fluctuations in the spiritual energy and the change in the Daoist energy in the outer sect's martial arts arena, so he came to observe.
From Xie Yanchen pointing out the flaws in the origin of the technique to the public demonstration of the old and new methods and the overwhelming contrast in real-life situations, the entire process was captured without missing a single detail.
In Ling Canghai's eyes, which had seen through a century of vicissitudes, a monstrous wave slowly rose. His expression changed from calm to astonishment, and then to deep solemnity.
"To examine the ills of a thousand years and remedy the flaws of ten thousand ages..."
He spoke in a low voice, his tone full of disbelief.
The subtle incompleteness of the Azure Cloud Breathing Technique is only vaguely recorded in a few strokes in the sect's ancient books, a regret left over from the fact that the patriarchs of all generations have failed to fully perfect it.
For thousands of years, countless exceptionally talented predecessors and elders with profound Taoist knowledge have devoted their entire lives to research, yet they have been unable to trace the source, identify omissions, or deduce and complete the whole story.
Yet a young man with mixed spiritual roots who had only been in the sect for three years and whose cultivation seemed low could see through the origin at a glance and deduce it perfectly on the spot!
Such keen insight, innate talent for deduction, and profound understanding of the Great Dao have surpassed the realm of ordinary geniuses, making them truly extraordinary and defying the heavens!
"A mixed spiritual root? A useless talent?"
Ling Canghai shook his head slightly, his eyes gleaming with a deep light, instantly seeing through the illusion:
"To possess such a top-tier Dao Eye and such terrifying ability to deduce cultivation techniques, one could never have an ordinary mixed spiritual root."
"Or perhaps they have a special physique or hidden spiritual roots that have not been detected by the sect."
"Or, they possess a world-shaking treasure, an ancient inheritance, or sealed memories of a supreme lineage."
Regardless of which one, they all represent—
Xie Yanchen possesses a shocking secret and unparalleled talent!
Previously, Ziyuantang's verbal rebuttals and improvisations were merely clever tricks and flashes of brilliance.
Today, by tracing back to the source and rectifying the lineage, we can truly unleash our unparalleled brilliance and possess the great power to shake the very foundation of the Qingyun Sect!
Ling Canghai looked down at the composed young man below with a deep sense of appreciation for his talent, as well as extreme caution and vigilance.
This child is extraordinary and mysterious.
If they are upright and loyal to the sect, they will surely be the greatest opportunity for the rise of the Qingyun Sect and become its top pillars.
However, if its origins are mysterious and it harbors ulterior motives, such terrifying abilities will surely become the greatest calamity for the sect in the future!
After a moment's thought, the sect leader had already made up his mind.
He concealed himself, quietly retreating from the clouds, while simultaneously transmitting a top-secret command to the ears of the sect's trusted secret guards:
"Starting today, begin secret surveillance."
"Observe Xie Yanchen's every word, action, cultivation, connections, and movements around the clock and without interruption."
"Record all abnormalities, all hidden cards, and all opportunities, no matter how small, and report them all."
"Do not disturb, do not expose, do not interfere; simply observe without moving."
A secret order was quietly issued.
A clandestine, high-level power struggle, involving the top echelons of the sect, quietly began.
The turmoil on the martial arts arena gradually subsided, but no one knew that the young man's fate had already been quietly reshaped and rearranged by the sect's highest authority.
Xie Yanchen, at the center of the storm, stood under the spotlight, a faint glint of coldness flashing in his eyes.
He clearly sensed the fleeting, top-tier divine sense probing in the void.
Sect Leader?
coming.
Yeah.
Today, he publicly demonstrated his magic and completed his technique. Firstly, he wanted to shatter Wang Demao's conspiracy to suppress him and completely reverse his own situation. Secondly, he wanted to deliberately show his talent, enter the vision of the higher-ups, and break the predicament of the lower-level through the power struggle at the top.
He wants to dismantle Wang Demao's foundation inch by inch.
He will break through the shackles of the sect, layer by layer.
His path to immortality, reborn from the ashes, truly began to take off.
The clamor faded, leaving only endless uproar and upheaval.
Countless disciples looked at the tall and upright young man in the arena, their hearts filled with mixed emotions.
Three years of ridicule and three years of scorn. No one ever imagined that this lowly disciple, who was nailed to the label of "miscellaneous spiritual root trash," would actually see through the fundamental flaw of the sect's cultivation method that no one had seen through for a thousand years, and even deduced and perfected the perfect breathing method on the spot!
One move, a technique that surpasses all ages, and resounds throughout the entire audience!
The two elders who were passing on their skills had extremely solemn expressions. They looked at each other and saw extreme shock and horror in each other's eyes.
They had been in charge of passing on their sect's skills for decades, and had devoted their lives to studying basic techniques. They believed they had a thorough understanding of the Qingyun Breathing Technique.
But only today, after seeing it with their own eyes and comparing it with their own, have they finally come to their senses.
He spent his entire life cultivating himself and spreading the Way, always walking on the flawed path!
While seemingly progressing steadily, it is actually riddled with flaws at every step, its foundation is weak, and it will be a lifelong constraint.
If this perfect breathing technique had existed earlier, the fates of countless disciples in the sect who were stuck at Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment and could not break through for their entire lives might have been completely rewritten!
"This child... is far too extraordinary." Elder Li murmured softly, his eyes completely changing. "He is definitely not an ordinary mixed spiritual root, nor is he an ordinary junior!"
Another elder standing nearby nodded emphatically, his expression solemn: "To see through the flaws in the origin of this thousand-year-old cultivation method, and to perfect the lineage on the spot—this insight, this comprehension, this thorough understanding of the cultivation method's structure—among the entire younger generation of the Qingyun Sect, no one can surpass him!"
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Even the most outstanding inner sect geniuses and core holy sons of a sect would never possess such heaven-defying abilities!
The ability to deduce cultivation techniques, identify and fill gaps, and trace back to the source is no longer the ability of ordinary cultivators, but rather the vision of elders and even sect leaders!
Wang Demao, standing on the sidelines, was utterly humiliated and in complete disarray.
He originally intended to use the orthodox merit system to convict and suppress Xie Yanchen, completely destroying his reputation and future.
In the end, they shot themselves in the foot.
The opponent's live performance completely overturned the sect's millennia-old understanding, winning the trust of everyone present, skyrocketing his reputation, and firmly establishing his title as the "newly crowned number one prodigy."
His true colors—using public office to settle personal scores, deliberately suppressing others, stubbornly clinging to old ways, and hindering the improvement of the orthodox tradition—were laid bare before all his disciples.
His authority was completely lost, and he lost the hearts of the people.
Wang Demao clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms, his fear and murderous intent reaching their peak.
This child must not be allowed to live!
In just two days, he publicly refuted the elders, overturned the sect's traditions, and united the hearts of the outer disciples. His sharpness was too dazzling, and his growth was too terrifying.
If we let him continue like this, within six months, no one in the entire outer sect will be able to restrain his power, and it may even completely shake the foundation of Wang Demao's decades-long rule in the outer sect!
But now, with everyone watching and the will of the people in the air, he dared not make a single move.
Forcibly punishing someone is going against the natural order, suppressing the righteous path, and hindering the sect's progress. It will only thoroughly provoke the resentment of all the disciples and backfire on them.
Wang Demao's chest was churning with anger, but he could only suppress it, his face ashen.
……
Unbeknownst to anyone, at this very moment, high above the clouds above the martial arts arena, a faint blue figure stands silently in the void, overlooking the entire arena.
Ling Canghai, the sect leader of Qingyun Sect.
Dressed in a plain-colored Taoist robe, he possessed an otherworldly air and a profound aura, concealing his inner energy so that no one could detect him in the slightest.
He was meditating on the main peak of the sect when he sensed the violent fluctuations in the spiritual energy and the change in the Daoist energy in the outer sect's martial arts arena, so he came to observe.
From Xie Yanchen pointing out the flaws in the origin of the technique to the public demonstration of the old and new methods and the overwhelming contrast in real-life situations, the entire process was captured without missing a single detail.
In Ling Canghai's eyes, which had seen through a century of vicissitudes, a monstrous wave slowly rose. His expression changed from calm to astonishment, and then to deep solemnity.
"To examine the ills of a thousand years and remedy the flaws of ten thousand ages..."
He spoke in a low voice, his tone full of disbelief.
The subtle incompleteness of the Azure Cloud Breathing Technique is only vaguely recorded in a few strokes in the sect's ancient books, a regret left over from the fact that the patriarchs of all generations have failed to fully perfect it.
For thousands of years, countless exceptionally talented predecessors and elders with profound Taoist knowledge have devoted their entire lives to research, yet they have been unable to trace the source, identify omissions, or deduce and complete the whole story.
Yet a young man with mixed spiritual roots who had only been in the sect for three years and whose cultivation seemed low could see through the origin at a glance and deduce it perfectly on the spot!
Such keen insight, innate talent for deduction, and profound understanding of the Great Dao have surpassed the realm of ordinary geniuses, making them truly extraordinary and defying the heavens!
"A mixed spiritual root? A useless talent?"
Ling Canghai shook his head slightly, his eyes gleaming with a deep light, instantly seeing through the illusion:
"To possess such a top-tier Dao Eye and such terrifying ability to deduce cultivation techniques, one could never have an ordinary mixed spiritual root."
"Or perhaps they have a special physique or hidden spiritual roots that have not been detected by the sect."
"Or, they possess a world-shaking treasure, an ancient inheritance, or sealed memories of a supreme lineage."
Regardless of which one, they all represent—
Xie Yanchen possesses a shocking secret and unparalleled talent!
Previously, Ziyuantang's verbal rebuttals and improvisations were merely clever tricks and flashes of brilliance.
Today, by tracing back to the source and rectifying the lineage, we can truly unleash our unparalleled brilliance and possess the great power to shake the very foundation of the Qingyun Sect!
Ling Canghai looked down at the composed young man below with a deep sense of appreciation for his talent, as well as extreme caution and vigilance.
This child is extraordinary and mysterious.
If they are upright and loyal to the sect, they will surely be the greatest opportunity for the rise of the Qingyun Sect and become its top pillars.
However, if its origins are mysterious and it harbors ulterior motives, such terrifying abilities will surely become the greatest calamity for the sect in the future!
After a moment's thought, the sect leader had already made up his mind.
He concealed himself, quietly retreating from the clouds, while simultaneously transmitting a top-secret command to the ears of the sect's trusted secret guards:
"Starting today, begin secret surveillance."
"Observe Xie Yanchen's every word, action, cultivation, connections, and movements around the clock and without interruption."
"Record all abnormalities, all hidden cards, and all opportunities, no matter how small, and report them all."
"Do not disturb, do not expose, do not interfere; simply observe without moving."
A secret order was quietly issued.
A clandestine, high-level power struggle, involving the top echelons of the sect, quietly began.
The turmoil on the martial arts arena gradually subsided, but no one knew that the young man's fate had already been quietly reshaped and rearranged by the sect's highest authority.
Xie Yanchen, at the center of the storm, stood under the spotlight, a faint glint of coldness flashing in his eyes.
He clearly sensed the fleeting, top-tier divine sense probing in the void.
Sect Leader?
coming.
Yeah.
Today, he publicly demonstrated his magic and completed his technique. Firstly, he wanted to shatter Wang Demao's conspiracy to suppress him and completely reverse his own situation. Secondly, he wanted to deliberately show his talent, enter the vision of the higher-ups, and break the predicament of the lower-level through the power struggle at the top.
He wants to dismantle Wang Demao's foundation inch by inch.
He will break through the shackles of the sect, layer by layer.
His path to immortality, reborn from the ashes, truly began to take off.