Xiao Chen leisurely swept the floor of the Qinglan Holy Palace with his broom, completely ignoring the gloating looks from some of the disciples of the Qinglan Holy Palace. His face was still calm, and he did not feel embarrassed at all.
In Xiao Chen's view, these disciples were just clowns. Bickering with them would make him seem ungentlemanly.
When Xiao Chen was sweeping the leaves under a tree, a meddlesome disciple seemed to deliberately make things difficult for Xiao Chen. With a wave of his hand, a strong wind blew past, causing the tree to rustle and a large number of leaves to fall.
His brows slightly furrowed, and his face turned cold. He lifted his head and coldly swept his gaze over that disciple.
Sensing Xiao Chen's cold gaze, that disciple hurriedly put on an apologetic face and joked, "Aiya, junior brother Xiao Chen, I'm really sorry. I'll have to trouble you to sweep again."
The other disciples beside that disciple began to laugh in schadenfreude.
"Try again if you dare." Xiao Chen said coldly as he glared coldly at the arrogant disciple. His words were so cold that it sent chills down the spines of those who heard them. His cold eyes flashed with murderous intent.
Seeing Xiao Chen's frightening appearance, the mocking smile on the face of the disciple who was making things difficult for Xiao Chen suddenly froze. He was so scared that he kept stepping back, not daring to let out a fart. The other disciples also looked away, as if it had nothing to do with them.
They were well aware of Xiao Chen's strength. He was able to defeat Wang Jian, and was not someone they could afford to offend. If they really angered Xiao Chen, they were really afraid that Xiao Chen would attack them. He even dared to molest Zhang Qian in broad daylight. What else did Xiao Chen not dare to do?
He coldly swept a glance at those disciples, picked up the broom and left to sweep another place.
Looking at Xiao Chen's back, the face of that disciple who made things difficult for Xiao Chen darkened. He gritted his teeth and said angrily, "Hmph! What are you so proud of? Without Senior Sister Miao's protection, you can only wait to be abused by Senior Brother Jiang. "
Xiao Chen first cleaned up the other places in the Qinglan Holy Palace, leaving his own residence and Miao Cuiling's residence for last, so as to avoid messing around everywhere.
Now, Xiao Chen could be considered a little famous in the Qinglan Holy Palace. In just two months, his cultivation base had improved at a terrifying speed. Other than Jiang Ming and some other disciples who held a grudge against Xiao Chen, many other disciples did not dare to underestimate Xiao Chen.
The disciples of the Qinglan Holy Palace were well aware that when Xiao Chen joined the Qinglan Holy Palace, he was only at the early stage of the Profound Sage realm. In just two months, he had broken through to the late stage of the Profound Sage realm, and had even easily defeated Wang Jian, who was at the peak of the late stage of the Profound Sage realm. Such a terrifying cultivation talent had already left them in the dust. Apart from Jiang Ming and the disciples who followed Jiang Ming's lead, no other disciple dared to provoke Xiao Chen, whose cultivation speed was extremely terrifying.
Once Xiao Chen's cultivation became stronger, no one knew what would happen to the disciples who offended him. Many disciples were now worried about what would happen to Jiang Ming in the future.
When Xiao Chen came to Miao Cuiling's residence to sweep the floor, two hours had already passed. From this, one could see how big the Qinglan Holy Palace was. Sweeping for two hours was really hard work.
The sound of Xiao Chen sweeping the floor was naturally heard by Miao Cuiling in the room. Since yesterday, Miao Cuiling had not stepped out of her room.
"Since you don't believe me, why bother asking? From today onwards, you and I don't owe each other anything. "
Xiao Chen's words from yesterday kept replaying in her mind. Every time she thought of it, two lines of tears uncontrollably flowed down her pretty face. Her mind was in a mess, and her heart ached.
She knew that Xiao Chen was sweeping the floor outside, but she did not dare to go out, fearing that the atmosphere would become awkward. Moreover, Xiao Chen had said those words yesterday that made her heart ache. Miao Cuiling did not have the courage to go out.
"Should I believe him or not? But yesterday, it was clearly … "Miao Cuiling struggled painfully in her heart. She wanted to choose to believe Xiao Chen, but she could not get over the scene she saw yesterday. Her pretty face was filled with grief, and Miao Cuiling did not know how to choose.
"Why did my heart ache so much yesterday? Why was my mind filled with his figure? Did I really fall in love with him? Otherwise, why would I care so much about what happened yesterday? Why did I care so much about what he said? Why did I care so much about his cold eyes? All of this makes me feel afraid. " Miao Cuiling's upper body was lying on the table. Her mood was extremely bad, and her little mouth was trembling. She had the urge to cry out loud. That helpless look made one want to protect and comfort her.
Xiao Chen, who was sweeping the floor outside Miao Cuiling's residence, had an indifferent expression. He seemed to be still angry because Miao Cuiling did not believe him yesterday.
Xiao Chen sighed and helplessly shook his head. He thought to himself, "Perhaps this is better for me and her."
Xiao Chen and Miao Cuiling were different. Xiao Chen did not like Miao Cuiling, and he did not have any improper thoughts about her. Xiao Chen could not let down Mu Qing and Oriental Snow. Xiao Chen only treated her as a good friend who wanted to help him. The distrust of a good friend made Xiao Chen feel uncomfortable.
After coldly sweeping the floor, Xiao Chen's indifferent face was expressionless. He turned around and left.
Sensing that Xiao Chen had left, Miao Cuiling inexplicably stood up. She quickly rushed to the window and carefully opened it. She looked at Xiao Chen's back as he left. Currently, she only had the courage to look at Xiao Chen's back.
"His back seems to be different from before. He has become so cold. What should I do?" An indescribable pain, a heart-wrenching pain, almost caused Miao Cuiling to collapse. The tears that she had just wiped away quietly flowed down her face once again.
Miao Cuiling quietly stood in front of the window. She did not know how long she had been standing there …
After Xiao Chen returned to his residence, he did not cultivate. Instead, he left the Qinglan Saint Palace and went to Taiyong City to relax.
At Jiang Ming's residence.
A day had already passed. Zhang Qian had calmed down a little. However, there was no expression on her face. Her mind was constantly replaying the scene from yesterday.
"Junior Sister Zhang, what's going on? She has been like this since yesterday. She has not said a word, nor did she make a sound. Could it be that something happened yesterday? Could it be that she was really molested by Xiao Chen? "Looking at the expressionless Zhang Qian, Jiang Ming frowned and guessed in his heart.
However, thinking that Xiao Chen and Miao Cuiling had already parted ways, he could not care less about Zhang Qian's situation. He was secretly delighted.
Time passed day by day. Xiao Chen cleaned the Qinglan Saint Palace every day. With the threat from last time, no disciple dared to make things difficult for Xiao Chen.
Miao Cuiling only stood by the window every time Xiao Chen left, looking at Xiao Chen's back with heartache. However, it seemed that because a long time had passed, there were no more tears on her face. She seemed to feel that the distance between her and Xiao Chen was getting farther and farther.
Time passed peacefully. A month had finally passed, and Xiao Chen breathed a sigh of relief.
In the past month, Miao Cuiling had not appeared in the Qinglan Saint Palace. It could be said that she had become more and more unfamiliar with Xiao Chen. It seemed that because of the relationship between the two, the Qinglan Saint Palace had become much quieter.
After sweeping the floor for more than four hours every day for a month, Xiao Chen's cultivation progress had slowed down a lot. He could only rely on Saint Origin Stones to cultivate every day, and he couldn't even cultivate with them. After a month, he hadn't even reached the peak of the early stage of the Holy Spirit Realm.
When Xiao Chen finished sweeping the floor for the last day, he immediately returned to the wooden house, closed the doors and windows, set up a barrier, and sat cross-legged on the bed with a faint smile on his face.
"Finally, I can cultivate in peace." Grinning, Xiao Chen took out the Profound Spirit Condensing Liquid, opened the bottle cap, and smelled it gently. Immediately, he felt refreshed.
"What a huge amount of World Energy!" Overjoyed, Xiao Chen could not wait to swallow the Profound Spirit Condensing Liquid and quickly took out a large number of Saint Origin Stones.
Xiao Chen exhaled deeply to calm himself down. Then, he formed a seal with both hands and circulated the Sacred Art of Destruction in his body. The vast and rich Spirit Qi of heaven and earth was absorbed into Xiao Chen's body as he inhaled and exhaled. Even the vast amount of Spirit Qi from the Saint Origin Stone seeped into Xiao Chen's body and finally entered his Qi Sea through his meridians.
Under the refinement of his Qi Sea, the World Energy slowly turned into a golden halo of energy and his Saint Qi gradually grew stronger.
However, the medicinal efficacies of the Profound Spirit Condensing Liquid soon played a miraculous role. As the medicinal efficacies took effect, Xiao Chen clearly felt that the speed of his absorption had increased by several times. The surrounding World Energy, as well as the World Energy from the Saint Origin Stones, entered his body several times faster.
Not only that, but the speed at which his Qi Sea was refining World Energy had also increased by several times. The golden halo in his Qi Sea was growing at a terrifying speed.
"This speed is called cultivation. The effect of the Profound Spirit Condensing Liquid is much stronger than the Spirit Gathering Powder. I estimate that cultivating for seven days will improve more than sweeping the floor for a month." Feeling the amazing speed of improvement, Xiao Chen was ecstatic and a bright smile appeared on his face.
Xiao Chen had been sweeping the floor for a month. Although he did not use the Profound Spirit Condensing Liquid to cultivate, he had a large amount of Saint Origin Stones to provide him with World Energy. After a month, he had made a lot of progress, which he considered as laying the foundation for a breakthrough.
Although his cultivation did not improve by much, the power of his Saint Soul would increase significantly. After a month of continuous cultivation, his clones were already close to the realm of a Third Grade Alchemist.
With excitement, he began to greedily absorb the huge amount of World Energy to cultivate. His cultivation speed was so terrifying that it would definitely make everyone in the Qinglan Holy Palace drop their jaws.
However, this terrifying cultivation speed only lasted for two days before the medicinal efficacies of the Profound Spirit Condensing Liquid gradually disappeared.
The consumption rate of the Profound Spirit Condensing Liquid also made Xiao Chen speechless. After twelve days, six bottles of Profound Spirit Condensing Liquid had been used up. Moreover, his Qi Sea was only filled to the brim with Saint Origin Energy.
"The stronger the effect, the faster the consumption rate." Shaking his head helplessly, Xiao Chen smiled bitterly. When the medicinal efficacies of the Profound Spirit Condensing Liquid disappeared, Xiao Chen had to stop cultivating.
Xiao Chen thought that six bottles of Profound Spirit Condensing Liquid would be enough for him to break through to the intermediate stage of the Holy Spirit Realm, but he did not expect the consumption rate to be so terrifying. Even if he burned money, it would not be so fast. Now, there were only three stalks of Profound Spirit Grass left. According to the current consumption rate, it would be used up in a few days.
"Fortunately, I earned a lot of Saint Origin Stones from the auction. Otherwise, not to mention the Qinglan Holy Palace, even a great force would not be able to afford the cultivation of so many genius disciples." Getting off the bed, Xiao Chen stretched and grinned.
"I'm not far from the peak of the early stage of the Holy Spirit Realm. Let's go to the auction house first, "Waving his hand, Yang Kai's clones disappeared underground to continue cultivating. With a smile on his face, Yang Kai immediately used his escape technique and left for Tai Yong City.
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