"Your spiritual power is sealed?"
Qing Yue stood up and circled Chu Lingwei a few times, sighing, "At your current pace, you won't recover even in ten years."
"What?!"
Chu Lingwei was shocked. How could this be possible?
Her spiritual power was sealed by her Senior Brother himself, specifically to allow her to heal her spiritual meridians faster and participate in the Centennial Grand Competition in a few months.
Chu Lingwei's heart was already in turmoil. Did her Senior Brother not want her to participate in the Centennial Grand Competition? That was impossible.
"Who are you?" Compared to the woman in front of her, she trusted her Senior Brother more.
"You don't believe me?" Qing Yue smiled, sat back in her chair, and stared into Chu Lingwei's eyes, saying, "Why would I lie to you, a mere Spirit Wheel cultivator? Just because you are Bei Chenfeng's disciple, hehe..."
Chu Lingwei was startled. This woman showed no flaws.
"Forget the Centennial Grand Competition."
Qing Yue stood up and looked at the spiritual spring water. "To think there's such a good place here."
After saying this, Qing Yue's figure disappeared.
"Senior?"
Chu Lingwei called out, but Qing Yue was long gone.
Bei Chenfeng's eyes snapped open, and he appeared in front of Chu Lingwei.
"Weiwei, has Qing Yue been here?"
"Yes, Senior was just here." Chu Lingwei immediately knelt down to greet Bei Chenfeng upon seeing him. Looking at Bei Chenfeng, who had suddenly appeared, suspicion began to creep into her eyes.
She felt that Qing Yue might not have been lying to her.
Although her body had recovered more than half during the period her spiritual power was sealed, her Senior Brother had not intended to let her try to circulate her spiritual energy.
"Weiwei, did she say anything to you?" Bei Chenfeng helped Chu Lingwei up, his voice gentle.
"She said that Master didn't want to see her, so she came to see me," Chu Lingwei replied truthfully. "Senior, you seem to be in a bad mood."
Upon hearing this, Bei Chenfeng's expression instantly darkened. "Weiwei, I will set up another formation for you."
Chu Lingwei watched Bei Chenfeng quickly set up a high-level formation around her cave dwelling, then head in the direction of the sea of flowers. It seemed Qing Yue had finally gotten her wish.
"Junior Sister," Leng Xingzhi walked in from outside the courtyard, his eyes filled with concern.
"Senior Brother, did you know she was coming long ago?" Chu Lingwei looked into her Senior Brother's eyes, seeing a trace of worry there. He was hiding something from her.
Leng Xingzhi remained silent, simply standing there.
"Senior Brother, why didn't you want me to participate in the Centennial Grand Competition?" Chu Lingwei thought they all wanted her to go, but unexpectedly, their true wish was for her not to.
"The Centennial Grand Competition can help you ascend to heaven in one step, or it can ruin decades of your cultivation." Leng Xingzhi turned around, looking at the moon in the sky, his eyes slowly turning red, forcing the moon to slowly hide behind the clouds.
"So, what is actually inside the Spirit Domain?"
The true purpose of the Centennial Grand Competition was to enter the Spirit Domain. Chu Lingwei desperately wanted to know what was inside.
"You'll know when you go in," Leng Xingzhi said, then with a wave of his hand, Chu Lingwei's spiritual power suddenly returned, and at the same time, Leng Xingzhi vanished.
"Weiwei, why would Senior Brother do this?"
Feng Ming jumped out, looking at Weiwei's restored spiritual power with great confusion.
Chu Lingwei pursed her lips. Her Senior Brother's actions were too unusual. She had to figure out the reason.
With her spiritual power restored, Chu Lingwei began to cultivate diligently, not daring to delay for a moment.
Half a year later.
Chu Lingwei opened her eyes. She could clearly feel that her cultivation had improved significantly.
In another month, it would be the Centennial Grand Competition. According to the academy's convention, Chu Lingwei would soon accompany the disciples selected by the academy to the Myriad Buddha Sect.
That's right, the Centennial Grand Competition was always held at the Myriad Buddha Sect.
After emerging from seclusion, Chu Lingwei first went to pay her respects to Bei Chenfeng.
"Good, you've made progress." Bei Chenfeng looked at Chu Lingwei as she entered and was very satisfied with her cultivation.
"Master, in seven days, this disciple will be heading to the Myriad Buddha Sect," Chu Lingwei asked with uncertainty.
Six months ago, Chu Lingwei had returned severely injured, and her Senior Brother Leng Xingzhi had sealed her spiritual power. She assumed her Master must have known.
He hadn't exposed Leng Xingzhi, which meant he tacitly agreed that she didn't need to participate in the Centennial Grand Competition.
Chu Lingwei wanted to know her Master's decision.
"Mm," Bei Chenfeng nodded faintly. "For this Centennial Grand Competition, your Second Senior Brother will accompany you. He will take care of you."
"Yes."
Master had agreed to let her participate in the Centennial Grand Competition.
Returning to her cave dwelling, Chu Lingwei couldn't quite understand why they had agreed to let her participate in the Centennial Grand Competition, then changed their minds, and now agreed again.
There must be a reason behind this.
Chu Lingwei's first thought was of her Senior Brother Leng Xingzhi.
Arriving at her Senior Brother's cave dwelling, Chu Lingwei was startled by dozens of formations. Each formation contained Dao patterns, and it was estimated that even a powerful being at the Sovereign realm would have difficulty entering.
"Is Senior Brother in his dwelling?" Chu Lingwei coughed lightly and asked.
There was no response.
"Is Senior Brother in his dwelling? Chu Lingwei asked again."
Still no reply.
Chu Lingwei used a sound transmission talisman to contact her Senior Brother, but the talisman self-destructed.
A sound transmission talisman self-destructing could only mean one thing: the recipient's location could not receive signals, or the recipient's sound transmission talisman was already destroyed.
The first possibility was extremely unlikely, as sound transmission talismans would automatically disappear if the message couldn't be delivered, not self-destruct.
"Junior Sister, you're looking for Senior Brother?" Nangong Luo stood beside Chu Lingwei, still wearing a roguish smile.
"Second Senior Brother, you're out of the Xuanhuo Abyss?"
Chu Lingwei was overjoyed to see Nangong Luo.
The smile on Nangong Luo's face instantly vanished. "Junior Sister, Senior Brother is not here."
"Where did he go?"
"I don't know."
After speaking, Nangong Luo turned and left.
"Second Senior Brother, wait for me." Chu Lingwei followed Nangong Luo. "Second Senior Brother, I heard you're going to the Myriad Buddha Sect with us."
"Yes, I didn't expect them to send me this year." Nangong Luo sighed. He had no interest in this kind of event.
"Isn't that great?" Chu Lingwei was quite happy. With her Second Senior Brother around, doing anything would be much more convenient.
Nangong Luo seemed to guess Chu Lingwei's thoughts and lightly tapped her head with his fan. "I won't help you."
"I know." Chu Lingwei wasn't worried at all. As long as she had something, she could just ask her Second Senior Brother directly.
After bidding farewell to everyone, Chu Lingwei stood in front of her cave dwelling, the face of Senior Qing Yue flashing in her mind. Chu Lingwei looked down at the通行令 (pass token) in her hand, her fist clenching slightly.