Chapter 37

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Chapter 37

Bolts of lightning imbued with the essence of hurricanes crashed from the sky, refining Yun Chuyou’s body.

She felt her Golden Core gradually transforming under the refinement of the lightning. The once small, smooth Golden Core elongated and stretched, slowly sprouting tiny hands and feet until it transformed into a small baby that bore an eighty-percent resemblance to Yun Chuyou.

The baby, glowing with a soft white light, curled up its limbs and remained nestled where Yun Chuyou’s golden energy resided, surrounded by a swirling, gentle breeze.

With the calamity clouds dispersing without additional thunder strikes and Yun Chuyou’s better preparation, her Nascent Soul Thunder Calamity passed smoothly.

The cold wind turned into a gentle spring breeze, showering most of the spiritual rain on Yun Chuyou. Nearby cultivators, noticing the dissipating calamity clouds, began to gather in her direction.

While treasures in the secret realm were uncertain, one thing was clear: the spiritual rain after a Transcendence was immensely beneficial to all cultivators.

Hu Xiao Bai, the fox who had just successfully Transcended, was completely drenched in the spiritual rain. Thanks to his master, Yun Chuyou, he now had a total of five fluffy tails. Overjoyed, he couldn’t wait to return to Blue Mountain and show off to his clan.

At just three hundred and seven years old, Hu Xiao Bai already boasted five tails! Although his fifth tail wasn’t fully grown yet, it promised a bright future. Who knew—he might even become a seven-tailed fox by the time he reached a thousand!

“Elder Martial Sister!” “Senior Martial Sister!”

The rain lasted only a moment, but fortunately, the three junior disciples arrived in time to share the excitement. Taking advantage of her status as the only girl, Zhong Wei dove into Yun Chuyou’s arms like a returning swallow.

“Younger Martial Sister.”

Yun Chuyou caught her with a cheerful smile, then grinned at her two junior brothers. “Junior Martial Brother Yu Jiu, Junior Martial Brother Meng He, you’re here too!”

Meng He grumbled, “Elder Martial Sister, I have no idea what this secret realm is about. We came together, but they separated me from you and stuck me with them.”

He couldn’t help but feel that it would have been far better if he’d stayed with Elder Martial Sister, leaving the other two to fend for themselves elsewhere.

Zhong Wei had a lot she wanted to say to Yun Chuyou but didn’t know where to start. In the end, she just opened her mouth and said, “Elder Martial Sister, you look even more beautiful than before!”

Yun Chuyou didn’t expect that to be her first reaction, and she laughed, “Younger martial sister when you reach the Nascent Soul stage, you will naturally become beautiful too.”

After reaching Nascent Soul, Yun Chuyou’s skin had grown even fairer and more radiant, as if carved from jade, lending her an otherworldly beauty.

She had always been graceful and unique, but now she resembled a true fairy, far removed from ordinary mortals.

Zhong Wei instinctively clutched Yun Chuyou’s sleeve. “No, I feel like Senior Martial Sister might take off on a cloud at any moment.”

Yun Chuyou chuckled. “It’s not that exaggerated. I’m still far from the stage of ascension.”

Becoming more beautiful was merely a bonus of self-improvement. Yun Chuyou cared more about growing stronger. Despite her extraordinary talent, forming her Nascent Soul had increased her sensitivity to Spirit Qi in the air tenfold.

The barriers that had previously blocked her progress in cultivating her skills disappeared at that moment, as if a flood had broken open a dam, and Spirit Qi rushed forth, bringing everything into clarity.

The changes were significant, but advancing further would require even more effort. The cultivation needed to progress from Nascent Soul was exponentially greater than that for Qi Refining or Foundation Establishment, ensuring slower progress in the future.

Zhong Wei said earnestly, “Senior Martial Sister, you’re too modest. Your cultivation speed is unmatched, far surpassing that so-called innate sword bone and the Holy Maiden. I’m sure you’ll reach the Astral Projection Soul Transformation stage and ascend soon!”

Yun Chuyou understood the dangers of overreaching and replied with a calm smile. “I just formed my Nascent Soul. I need time to consolidate my foundation. Who knows when I’ll reach Astral Projection?”

Seeing Zhong Wei’s doubtful expression, Yun Chuyou gently patted her head. “Ah Wei, secret realms are rare opportunities. You must work hard. Perhaps you’ll successfully form your core here, and if luck is on your side, you might even catch up with me!”

At her age, Yun Chuyou was among the youngest Nascent Soul cultivators of this era, thanks to her talent and good fortune.

Low-level cultivators often experienced leaps in power when aided by an ancestor or encountering a great opportunity, sometimes advancing one or two major realms at once.

Yun Chuyou’s rapid progress was no accident; it was due to the invaluable resources provided by Xie Fuzhi. With so much effort focused solely on her, such progress was expected.

Meng He snorted. “Elder Martial Sister, don’t lie to comfort her. She hasn’t even reached Core Formation yet. It’d take a monumental opportunity for her to catch up with you. If I were the one chasing you, that’d be different.”

Yun Chuyou did not plan to continue this topic with her younger martial sister. She turned to Yu Jiu beside her and asked, “Have you been traveling these past days?”

The time she spent undergoing her Transmigration was not just a day or two. When the Transmigration ended smoothly and she stabilized the chaotic Spirit Qi in her body, she discovered some younger martial brothers and sisters appearing nearby, looking at her with joy.

Yu Jiu nodded. “We encountered some wild demon beasts on the road, which delayed us a bit. Otherwise, we could have arrived half a day earlier.”

By the time they arrived, the spirit rain that had fallen for nearly two hours was about to finish.

He looked at a certain Little Bai nearby, who had a strong presence, and smiled, “Elder Martial Sister, may I ask who this is?”

Among the few disciples in the sect, Meng He was the foolish one without much thought, the younger martial sisters were girls, and Hu Xiao Bai was a simple Little Bai, but this remarkable-looking young cultivator seemed to share a connection with him.

Yun Chuyou then said, “I forgot to introduce you. When I came to the secret realm, I was transported to a grassy area. That spot had only me and him, and he saw that Xie Qi was a cultivator from Tianyuan Sect.”

The first person she saw was not her younger martial brother or younger martial sister, but Xie Qi.

Originally, this first-person position should have belonged to Hu Xiao Bai, but when Yun Chuyou transmigrated, Xie Fuzhi forcibly pulled that silly fox away from her and nervously protected his disciple the whole time.

When the heavenly thunderstruck, Xie Fuzhi almost couldn’t help but divert the thunder several times because of the look of pain on her face. However, seeing that Yun Chuyou could endure it quite well, he forced himself to control his emotions.

The heavenly thunder’s tempering was beneficial for Yun Chuyou’s body; diverting the lightning would have been over-helping, which would only make Yun Chuyou’s abilities more superficial.

The deep pits appearing on the ground nearby revealed that someone was not very good at controlling their emotions.

Hu Xiao Bai immediately whined to a few people, “This guy is so bad! When Master transmigrated, he dragged me away. If Master had seen me first at that moment, he would have loved me even more.”

Hearing this, Meng He remembered why the Tianyuan Sect sounded familiar. “Tianyuan Sect, isn’t that the one that stole so many useless people from Qingxu Sect?”

Both he and Yu Jiu had copied the sect rules so many times, and over the years, they learned about the history of the Qingxu Sect.

Zhong Wei’s impression of Xie Qi suddenly became terrible. “Elder Martial Sister, he couldn’t have previously been from Qingxu Sect, gone over there, and failed, only to want to come back now, could he? We can’t accept someone who only cares about their interests.”

Yun Chuyou lightly coughed, “He should not be. Fellow Daoist Xie is the martial uncle of Ye Xuanye, the first disciple of Tianyuan Sect.”

The disciples who went from Qingxu Sect to Tianyuan Sect definitely could not have risen to such a high position.

Meng He became clever; in front of Xie Qi, he sadly said, “Elder Martial Sister, you taught us that you can know a person’s face but not their heart. Don’t be deceived by Little Bai’s good looks.”

He thought Elder Martial Sister was great, but one thing was not so good: she was too kind and gentle. After such a short time apart, she was already swayed by the untrustworthy Little Bai.

Just look at that face; with red lips and white teeth, it’s too delicate. Although he hasn’t known Elder Martial Sister for long, his eyes are completely on her.

When they saw them approach, a normal person would know they were Elder Martial Sister’s favorite juniors and would surely be friendly, but this person had a look of contempt in his eyes, which showed he was not a good person.

Unfortunately, this kid is indeed good-looking, and upon closer inspection, he seems a bit like Master Xie Fuzhi, which makes the hidden dislike even stronger.

Although Meng He was taught by his master, as someone very sensitive to malice, he could feel that his master did not like him.

A demon does not care about the rules of respecting one’s teacher; Xie Fuzhi dislikes him, and he also hates this pretentious cultivator.

Facing Xie Qi, who resembled Xie Fuzhi, Meng He did not hide his dislike at all.

He cannot compare to the very important master of Elder Martial Sister, but can he compare to the face of Little Bai, whom he just met?

Yu Jiu’s skills are a bit higher, and he presents himself as a gentleman from a wealthy family, so he wouldn’t openly speak badly about others in front of Yun Chuyou.

“Elder Martial Sister, thank you very much for the care from this friend named Xie these days, but now that our sect’s disciples are gathered, you have us. Since Xie is a member of the Tianyuan Sect, why not seek out the disciples of the Tianyuan Sect?”

Xie Qi, wearing a disguise, was not angry. He looked toward a nearby spot. “Ye Xuanye is guarding this place, waiting for the ten-thousand-year Vermilion Fruit to ripen.”

No matter how mean these disciples talked, it did not affect him at all, as long as Yun Chuyou did not chase him away. Of course, even if Yun Chuyou did chase him away, he would not leave.

Yu Jiu understood the meaning behind Xie Qi’s words; it is very normal for Ye Xuanye to be here.

Zhong Wei, who understood as well, instinctively repeated, “Ten-thousand-year Vermilion Fruit?”

“Yes,” Yun Chuyou replied, “You all arrived just in time; in one more hour, the Vermilion Fruit Tree will bear fruit.”