Chapter 122
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Chapter 122: You Are Brothers
When You You expressed her desire to learn the Fire Control Technique, Qiu Zhang panicked and firmly refused.
It wasn’t that You You lacked basic spellcasting skills—in fact, she mastered them too well. Not only did she perfectly execute the techniques, but she also boosted their effects a hundredfold or even a thousandfold, making them no longer resemble basic techniques.
Qiu Zhang wanted to teach her, but the Zhen Yan Sect couldn’t withstand the chaos. He even doubted his teaching abilities. After class, he buried himself in the Library, flipping through every basic Cultivation Techniques manual, yet found no record of such overpowered basic spells.
Clearly… his understanding of Cultivation Techniques needed work. Modifying techniques was a daunting task, and he felt the pressure mounting!
He revised the Qiu Zhang Technique again and… doubled the daily homework for disciples!
The Disciples: “…”
They desperately wanted to curse but held their tongues!
To avoid disrupting others’ learning, You You stopped auditing Qiu Zhang’s classes. She continued self-studying instead—Qiu Zhang’s schedule was packed, Yuan Papa from the Divine Clan lacked expertise in mortal Cultivation, and Ling Qi was too busy for daily lessons. When stuck, she’d ask classmates.
Classmate Ning Rui: “…”
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“By the way, Ning Rui,” You You said after finishing her questions, tucking away her Cultivation Techniques manual, “Ling Qi mentioned your ‘brother’ wrote again?”
Ning Rui’s eye twitched. “Sect Master, it’s from Nie Zheng. I don’t have a brother!” He stressed the last words, thrusting the letter forward.
You You glanced at the envelope boldly labeled “To My Beloved Younger Brother Ning Rui,” then back at Ning Rui’s stormy expression. He looked ready to shred the offending words.
Nie Zheng hadn’t returned in years but kept sending Spiritual Plants, magical tools, and spirit stones to repay debts. His debt had been cleared long ago, and Ling Qi had dissolved their spirit contract, yet Nie Zheng kept sending supplies—insisting they go to “Ning Rui” if unused. He’d become a full-time “brother enthusiast.”
Every disciple meeting him during missions returned laden with goods. Two items always accompanied these deliveries:
1. An ever-improving map of the Immortal Realm, now detailing even minor Secret Realms—invaluable for disciples’ journeys.
2. A monthly letter for Ning Rui.
They’d initially used messaging talismans, but Ning Rui blocked the constant pings, forcing Nie Zheng to switch to letters. These rambled about trivialities, sprinkled with intel on hidden resources and attempts at remote Cultivation coaching.
You You couldn’t fathom their bond. Nie Zheng acted like Ning Rui’s blood brother—if not for their different surnames, she’d suspect they were related.
Men’s friendships truly baffled her.
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She usually ignored their dynamic, but since Nie Zheng funneled critical info through Ning Rui, she occasionally inquired.
Skimming past the letter’s mushy “brotherly concerns,” she focused on the key detail:
“Yuyu Island?”
“A large island near the Boundless Sea in the Eastern Region,” Ling Qi explained. “That area has many immortal sects and islands. Yuyu Island’s one of the biggest.”
You You reread Nie Zheng’s note. “He says celestial energy and spatial formations suggest a celestial-grade Secret Realm will emerge there soon. Should we investigate?”
“A celestial-grade realm means rare resources,” Ling Qi said. “Even without knowing entry conditions, it’s worth exploring. Plus…” He nodded at Ning Rui.
“Soul Breath might be there!” Ning Rui blurted. “In my past life, I heard about Yuyu Secret Realm. It’s perilous but holds treasures—including Soul Breath, a legendary item that repairs damaged original spirits!”
Yuan Papa added, “It’s said to mend souls and restore vitality. Once used, it vanishes, blending into anything—untraceable by most.”
You You straightened. “You mean this could heal Feng Rong?!”
Feng Rong had remained an egg for years, only Little Flame occasionally emerging. Yuan Papa suspected severe original spirit damage stalled his recovery.
“Are you certain about Soul Breath?” You You pressed.
“I never saw it,” Ning Rui admitted. “But legends say a cultivator once discarded it, and it revived a dying ordinary person. Only then did they realize what it was.”
“That aligns with Soul Breath’s traits,” Yuan Qi agreed. “I’ll try identifying it, though soul analysis isn’t my specialty.”
“Then we’re going!” You You declared. “We leave tomorrow!”
