"I heard from the informed cultivators outside that those people have been occupying Jinyang City for many years, and countless female cultivators have been killed by them."
Thinking of the female cultivators she saw in the cave, An Tao couldn't help but sigh. Forced to cultivate dual cultivation techniques, their lives would not be easy even if they returned to their sects.
"Perhaps this is their fate."
There was no point in mentioning the deceased female cultivators.
"An Tao, I have to go back tomorrow and can't accompany you to Suling City." Chu Lingwei's voice was filled with apology. An Tao had accompanied her to Suling City, and now she was breaking her promise.
"Alright, you are so heavily injured, you definitely need to go back and recuperate properly." An Tao nodded. After this incident, An Tao deeply realized that her cultivation was too low.
If someone hadn't killed those people this time, her fate would have been miserable.
She wanted to go back and improve her cultivation. Only then would she not encounter danger and be unable to escape.
"Then I'll see you at the Centennial Grand Competition."
An Tao was a Spirit Wheel Realm cultivator. She believed she would participate in the Centennial Grand Competition.
"Okay, see you at the Centennial Grand Competition." An Tao agreed with a smile. In more than half a year, it would be the Centennial Grand Competition, and they would see each other again soon.
After sending An Tao off, Chu Lingwei sat by the window, gazing at the distant mountains, lost in thought.
"Junior Sister, you don't want to go back to the academy that much?" Leng Xingzhi personally brought dinner in. Seeing his Junior Sister's dejected look, he placed the spiritual meal on the table.
"No, I was just wondering, what is the real purpose of the Centennial Grand Competition?"
Chu Lingwei walked to the table and looked into her Senior Brother's eyes. Seeing no change in his expression, she felt a little disappointed.
When she went out for experience, Chu Lingwei wanted to find out the true purpose of the Centennial Grand Competition. It had been canceled twice for various reasons, and Chu Lingwei felt she was unusually unlucky.
"Instead of others telling you, it's better to see for yourself." Leng Xingzhi handed Chu Lingwei chopsticks and smiled as he looked at her curious expression. "What others say might not be true."
"Then, Senior Brother, will you lie to me?" Chu Lingwei looked into her Senior Brother's eyes. She found that her Senior Brother's strength was much greater than she had imagined.
Leng Xingzhi looked up and gently tapped Chu Lingwei's head with his chopsticks. "No."
"Senior Brother, those people in Jinyang City who persecuted female cultivators were killed overnight. Do you know who they were?" Chu Lingwei continued to press.
"Does Junior Sister want to know?"
Chu Lingwei nodded vigorously. Of course, she wanted to know.
"Anyone who harms Junior Sister must die." Leng Xingzhi's eyes turned cold. He looked at Chu Lingwei and said word by word.
Chu Lingwei felt her heart pound uncontrollably. She knew that her serious Senior Brother was a little scary.
"Eat quickly." Leng Xingzhi reached out and gently stroked Chu Lingwei's head, showing a gentle smile. "Those people persecuted countless cultivators. Their fate is sealed, and they must die."
"Senior Brother, do you also believe in fate?" Chu Lingwei didn't know why, but the word 'fate' seemed so out of place for Senior Brother.
Leng Xingzhi's eyes flickered, and he chuckled, "Junior Sister, if you don't want to believe it, then don't."
Chu Lingwei: "..." What kind of answer was that?
"Eat quickly, we are departing tonight." Leng Xingzhi put a piece of spiritual meat into Chu Lingwei's bowl, his voice filled with extreme doting.
Her Senior Brother's eyes, as if steeped in tenderness, made Chu Lingwei's face flush. She quickly lowered her head and started eating, all her thoughts disappearing.
Xiu Ling Academy.
"You're back."
Bei Chenfeng looked at his disciple, who usually had no spiritual power, with a smile.
"Greetings, Master." Chu Lingwei knelt on the ground and bowed to Bei Chenfeng.
"This is a ten-thousand-year-old blood ginseng. Take it back to nourish your body. Before the Centennial Grand Competition, your spiritual power will be fully restored." Bei Chenfeng raised his hand slightly and used his spiritual power to help Chu Lingwei up. A brocade box appeared in her hand.
"Thank you, Master." Chu Lingwei looked at the brocade box, her heart warming. Even her own space didn't have a ten-thousand-year-old blood ginseng.
Bei Chenfeng waved his hand. "Go back and rest well. You can call for me if anything happens."
"Yes."
Chu Lingwei returned to her cave abode. All her belongings were still there. Sitting in the luxurious palace, she felt a sense of emotion that she had nothing to do.
Feng Ming and Huan Mao had already run off to play somewhere, leaving her alone. Unable to cultivate, she really couldn't find anything good to do for a while.
"Junior Sister, are you in your cave abode?" Just then, her Second Senior Brother's voice came from outside.
"I am." Chu Lingwei's face lit up with joy. She walked out of the cave abode and saw her Second Senior Brother, Nangong Luo, standing in the courtyard with a smile. She smiled and said, "Greetings, Second Senior Brother."
Nangong Luo walked up to Chu Lingwei and examined her from head to toe. "Junior Sister, you're quite seriously injured?"
Her spiritual power was sealed, and she couldn't use it for a while.
Chu Lingwei's smile froze on her face. She really didn't know how to respond to the truth.
"Second Senior Brother, do you have any pills that can make me recover immediately?" Her Second Senior Brother was an eighth-rank alchemist, so he would definitely have a solution for this.
"No." Nangong Luo shook his head with a smile. "Even Master couldn't make you recover instantly, so how could I?"
Nangong Luo sat down on a stone chair in the courtyard. "Your spiritual veins are injured, and you need to recuperate properly. Don't rush."
"That's all I can do." Chu Lingwei sighed. At that time, when she dealt with Miss Hong, she had used all her spiritual power. She had expected to be injured.
"How about I take you to tour the city?" Nangong Luo became interested. Junior Sister couldn't cultivate now and had nothing to do in Wuhui Mountain. She might as well have some fun during this time.
"Okay."
Chu Lingwei readily agreed. She hadn't properly explored the city since coming to Xiu Ling Academy.
"Let's go."
Nangong Luo directly summoned his flying artifact and took Chu Lingwei out of Xiu Ling Academy.
"Junior Sister, next time you come back, don't just stay in your cave abode. There are many fun places in this city." Nangong Luo and Chu Lingwei were not wearing Xiu Ling Academy disciple robes. Dressed in casual clothes, they walked along the street, looking around.
"It's a bit more lively than Wangtian City." Chu Lingwei had no spiritual power, and her body hadn't recovered yet, so she walked quickly.
"How can Wangtian City compare to the city of our Xiu Ling Academy?" Nangong Luo sneered in his eyes. In the entire Xuantiun Continent, there was no other city as large as theirs.
Chu Lingwei smiled. It seemed so.
"Let's go, I'll take you to see the sea of flowers in the city." Nangong Luo summoned his spirit beast and placed Chu Lingwei on it. "No female cultivator dislikes that place."
Chu Lingwei saw that her location had changed and her face darkened. "Second Senior Brother, I want to walk myself."