Cultivating with Top Enlightenment

Chapter 366: Chapter 195: What the Ancient Saint Couldn’t Achieve, I, Ning Qi, Have Achieved

A moment later.

Everyone in the Red Sun Sect was horrified, prostrate on the ground, as a terrifying and unparalleled pressure enveloped the void. The bone-chilling cold seemed to freeze their very souls.

A cold voice, suppressing boundless fury, rang out: "Asshole Tianjian, courting death!"

Everyone’s minds went blank.

The Red Sun Martial Saint hurriedly held back the about-to-explode Martial Saint Ziyue, whispering: "Ziyue sister, don’t be hasty."

Martial Saint Ziyue’s eyes were filled with sorrow: "Brother, this matter absolutely cannot be left like this. That asshole Tianjian severed your arm and even stole the Great Sun Compass; it’s a grudge obstructing our path. No matter his bizarre origins, I must fight him!"

The Red Sun Martial Saint’s eyes also showed a trace of hatred. He took a deep breath and said: "This hatred cannot be forgotten, but now the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint has just subdued four Martial Saints, clearly stating there must be no internal conflict. We can’t provoke him at such a crucial moment, or we’ll fail to kill Asshole Tianjian and also offend the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint."

Martial Saint Ziyue’s expression was indignant: "How can the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint be so biased? Clearly, it was that Asshole Tianjian who was at fault. If we act like this just to avoid internal strife, it will only lead to outward harmony but inward discord."

The Red Sun Martial Saint said: "Saying more now is meaningless. We need only to quietly wait for an opportunity—an opportunity when the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint is out of reach. With swift vengeance, we can slay Asshole Tianjian. By then, even if the Heaven-Slaying Martial Saint gets angry, there’s nothing he can do, and in the end, it’ll all blow over."

Martial Saint Ziyue’s eyes gleamed: "You mean?" "That’s right, on the day of the Spiritual Awakening!" His eyes held a bloodthirsty aura, "The blood rain of the Martial Saints will just allow us siblings to ascend further!"

Then.

He somewhat apologetically said: "It’s just that lately, Ziyue sister, you’ll have to keep a low profile to avoid alerting that Asshole Tianjian. When we strike together, we’ll catch him off guard and help you ascend further, and future opportunities aren’t out of reach for us siblings!"

Martial Saint Ziyue nodded and said: "As long as I can avenge you, brother, what matter is it for me to hide temporarily?"

The siblings exchanged a knowing smile.

Then.

A prohibition was issued throughout the Red Sun Sect: Today’s events must not be disclosed, or the penalty will be bodily obliteration!

No one knew.

Martial Saint Ziyue had already returned and hidden in the Red Sun Sect. ...

Seeking Tao Institute.

A gentle breeze passed, rustling the leaves of the Enlightenment Tea trees, casting verdant shade over the small courtyard, a peculiar fragrance intoxicating the senses.

Ning Qi was sitting with his eyes closed, seeking enlightenment.

In his mind, countless Spiritual Lights were sparking and erupting. The results from all his experiments with the Blade Demon during this period were blooming, as beams of Spiritual Light interwove, subsequently being refined by Ning Qi; the sense of achievement wasn’t something outsiders could appreciate.

Unknowingly.

A wisp of Spiritual Qi appeared at his fingertips.

He opened his eyes, filled with determination, as Three Flowers gathered above his head, and this wisp of Spiritual Qi shot upward.

This was Ning Qi’s first attempt at refining Spiritual Qi on his own.

The Spiritual Qi floated above his head; he didn’t rush to absorb it into his body.

Buzz!

An unparalleled Sword Intent soared into the sky, hovering beside him, faintly revealing an Invisible Sword. Once this Sword Intent appeared, the previously stable Spiritual Qi started to ripple with an invisible pulling force, albeit weak.

But it didn’t end there.

Following the Sword Intent, a formidable Blade Intent also rose, aligning with the Sword Intent.

The pull on the Spiritual Qi intensified.

Ning Qi’s eyes sparkled with golden light as his entire aura erupted.

In an instant.

Like bamboo shoots after the rain, numerous Martial Path Intent Realms rose one after another.

There was a spear with piercing intent, a fist imposing over all lands, a fire that consumed everything, a domineering and unmatched thunder...