Chapter 2: Straight to the Saint King Realm

On the deck.

“Master, this disciple wishes to cultivate for a while first, so that I do not embarrass you when we return to the Sacred Land.”

At those words, Lin Changkong stroked his beard with a satisfied expression.

“Good. We cultivators ought to seize every moment to cultivate. I am very pleased that you have this awareness.”

After saying that, Lin Changkong searched through his memory for a moment, as though recalling something. Then he extended a finger and touched Feng Qingyu’s forehead.

“This cultivation art, 《Heavenly Water Immortal Art》, is an Immortal-grade cultivation art. Nothing could be more suitable for you.”

“Go ahead and cultivate. If there is anything you do not understand, you may ask me.”

As the vast and intricate inheritance of the cultivation art poured into her mind, it felt as though a door to a new world had opened before Feng Qingyu.

“Yes.”

Feng Qingyu sat down cross-legged and began carefully sensing the spiritual qi of heaven and earth.

The first realm of cultivation was called the Spirit Entry Realm.

As the name implied, it was the stage of sensing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and drawing it into one’s body.

And a Saint-grade Water Spiritual Root was a one-in-billions existence across the vast Tiansheng Continent. No matter which faction it appeared in, it would be treasured and nurtured like a prized jewel.

In less than a quarter of an hour, a powerful aura burst out from Feng Qingyu’s body.

It was the sign that she had stepped into the early Spirit Entry Realm.

Almost at the same moment, back in Conglin Village—

【Ding! Congratulations, Host. Your dao companion has obtained the Immortal-grade cultivation art 《Heavenly Water Immortal Art》. A Billionfold Repayment of 《Heavenly Water Immortal Art》 has been returned to the Host. Would you like to synthesize it?】

“Synthesize.”

Without any hesitation, Lu Xunxian agreed.

【Ding! Congratulations, Host. You have obtained the Chaos cultivation art, 《Wushui Chaos Scripture》.】

“A Chaos cultivation art? Wait, System, is a cultivation art even useful to me?”

Only now did Lu Xunxian remember that point.

Logically speaking, a cultivation art was of no use to him.

After all, as long as Feng Qingyu cultivated, he would receive a Billionfold Repayment anyway.

【Ding! It is useless.】

As the System’s voice fell, Feng Qingyu’s cultivation results were returned to Lu Xunxian at a billionfold scale.

Almost instantly—

Early Spirit Entry, middle Spirit Entry, late Spirit Entry, peak Spirit Entry.

He advanced all the way without the slightest obstacle. Lu Xunxian leapt straight from an ordinary mortal into the ninth major realm of cultivation, the Emperor Realm, before finally stopping.

“So this is the power of a cultivator?”

Lu Xunxian’s expression was complicated. It was precisely because of cultivation that his wife had chosen to leave him.

He shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

He was not a hesitant man. Since Feng Qingyu had made her choice, he would have nothing more to do with her.

With a single step, Lu Xunxian returned home.

As he looked at his two adorable children, a loving expression appeared on his face.

Now that his wife had already left Conglin Village, he had no intention of remaining in this place filled with all those beautiful memories of her.

“Children, let's go.”

With one child in each arm, Lu Xunxian did not pack a single thing. The moment the thought crossed his mind, his figure vanished, and he left Conglin Village behind.

At the exact moment Lu Xunxian broke through into the Emperor Realm, far away aboard the spirit ship, Lin Changkong’s brows furrowed slightly.

“Master, what is wrong?”

Feng Qingyu noticed the change in her master and asked.

Lin Changkong shook his head.

“Nothing. Some treasure has merely appeared in the world.”

Lin Changkong attributed the disturbance from earlier to the birth of a treasure.

But he did not go to investigate it.

In his eyes, that disturbance was at most the emergence of a Ninth-grade Spirit Treasure.

To an expert of the Saint Monarch Realm like him, a Ninth-grade Spirit Treasure was not precious enough to matter.

The urgent matter at hand was to bring Feng Qingyu and the others back to the Sacred Land first.

“So that is all.”

Feng Qingyu relaxed after hearing that. She did not mention that she too had felt an indescribably strange sensation just now.

It had felt as though she had permanently lost something.

She had only ever experienced that feeling when her parents died.

But she did not dwell on it.

A cultivator ought to keep the heart clear and the desires few, and not be disturbed by the outside world.

That much, she understood.

So it was not long before Feng Qingyu began cultivating again.

During the short half-day journey back to the Qingfeng Sacred Land, Feng Qingyu’s cultivation soared all the way from the early Spirit Entry Realm to the late Spirit Entry Realm.

If her master had not warned her that cultivation required a solid foundation, she probably would already have stepped into peak Spirit Entry.

“We have arrived.”

At Lin Changkong’s words, Feng Qingyu came to the deck and looked outside.

At once, an incomparably magnificent sight unfolded before her eyes.

Within the Qingfeng Sacred Land floated countless islands, divided starkly into black and white. Seen from afar, they looked like chess pieces scattered across the heavens.

And among them, cultivators could often be seen flying past on swords, utterly carefree.

“Cultivate diligently. Once you break through to the Foundation Establishment Realm, you too will be able to fly on a sword.”

Lin Changkong stood behind Feng Qingyu, and he had seen the envy on her face clearly.

“Yes, Master!”

Feng Qingyu clasped her hands and responded.

At the same time, anticipation flickered deep within her eyes.

The era that belonged to Feng Qingyu was finally about to begin.

…

“So soon, I have already reached the peak of the Saint King Realm?”

As Feng Qingyu cultivated to the late Spirit Entry Realm, Lu Xunxian, on the other side, had also advanced to the peak of the Saint King Realm.

But he did not care too much about that. For him, as long as his cultivation was sufficient, that was enough.

What mattered more right now was something else.

“I need to find a way to complete the spiritual roots of the two children.”

The two children were the boy-girl twins born to Lu Xunxian and Feng Qingyu a year after their marriage.

Originally, Feng Qingyu had believed that since she possessed a Saint-grade Water Spiritual Root, both children should have inherited her talent and been born with spiritual roots as well.

But after testing them, it turned out that neither of them had one.

That was why she had ultimately steeled her heart and gone alone to the Qingfeng Sacred Land.

But Lu Xunxian believed that in a world as vast as this one, there had to be a way to complete spiritual roots.

And if nothing else, once he became strong enough, he would defy the heavens and change the fate of the two children himself.

Before long, Lu Xunxian found a place deep within a mountain range that was suitable for living.

“Not bad. We will settle here, then.”

Looking at the favorable surroundings, Lu Xunxian nodded in satisfaction.

But just then, a violent gale rushed at him from behind.

A ferocious beast as massive as a mountain had appeared behind Lu Xunxian, opening its gaping bloody maw as it lunged down to bite him.

“Kneel.”

But before it could bite down, Lu Xunxian calmly uttered those two words.

In an instant, a terrifying pressure erupted from Lu Xunxian’s body and directly suppressed the King Realm great demon.

The King Realm great demon’s expression changed drastically, and terror filled its face.

“Spare me, Senior!”

It was overwhelmed with regret.

This human had actually been hiding his strength and pretending to be weak.

If it had known he was this powerful, it would never have dared to attack.

Lu Xunxian turned around and examined the great demon before him with a curious expression.

This was his first time seeing a demon beast.

Back when he had lived in Conglin Village, a cultivation sect had protected the village, so no demon beasts had ever dared to come and cause trouble.

But his curiosity quickly faded.

“Die.”

Lu Xunxian was just about to slap it to death.

The King Realm great demon immediately panicked and hurriedly shouted, “Senior, please show mercy! I am useful! I am still useful!”

“Oh? And what use do you have?”

Lu Xunxian held back his hand, curiosity coloring his tone.

If the King Realm great demon could not give him a satisfactory answer, he would kill it without the slightest hesitation.

The King Realm great demon frantically sized up everything on Lu Xunxian’s body. Very soon, its attention was drawn to the infants in Lu Xunxian’s arms.

As if it had sensed something, the King Realm great demon’s eyes lit up and it shouted, “Senior! Senior! I know a way to complete spiritual roots after birth!”