Looking at Sikong Qing, Yan Zhaoge smiled.
Yan Zhaoge did not object to Sikong Qing's thoughts.
After all, this was a world that belonged to martial artists. When a person had the ability to push forward unparalleled, everything else paled in comparison.
The simplest example was Devil Saint Yuan Tian. He did not need to use any other means. Just by standing there, he was a deterrent.
In the current Eight Extremities World, a Martial Saint had the ability and capital to ignore most of the rules. Most of the time, only existences of the same level could restrict him.
As Sikong Qing had said, she felt powerless, mostly because her current cultivation was still low.
In fact, this couldn't be blamed on her. Compared to her age and cultivation time, she had already surpassed countless people. It was just that she was involved in a situation that her current cultivation and strength couldn't handle.
Most of the tragedies in this world originated from this.
From a certain perspective, Yan Zhaoge was also in the same situation, just that he had other countermeasures.
It was also precisely because he was always able to solve problems that, logically speaking, he was unable to solve with his current level of cultivation, that Yan Zhaoge had his current position and reputation.
Looking at Sikong Qing, Yan Zhaoge said, "Before this, when you were out tempering yourselves, while there were people who brought you along, on the whole, as long as it was not a life or death situation, they would not care about you. The clan also considers the effects of tempering."
Sikong Qing said, "Even so, we always have feelings of dependence in our hearts."
She looked at the distant waterfall, listening to the rumbling sound of water. "For Senior Martial Sister Feng to have what she has today, those two years of wandering alone and being chased by others were very important."
"Although, that's not a good thing."
Yan Zhaoge knew that Sikong Qing's words were unrelated to Feng Yunsheng's Extreme Yin Physique as well as the Cold Marrow Needles and the Extreme Yin Scripture.
She was referring to Feng Yunsheng's strength, which far surpassed her peers.
On one hand, it was talent, and on the other hand, it was experience. Feng Yunsheng's combat ability far surpassed most martial artists of the same realm.
As far as Yan Zhaoge knew, Feng Yunsheng and Sikong Qing were both disciples of Fu Enshu. They would often spar with each other.
This pair of apprentice sisters was also very interesting. Feng Yunsheng addressed Si Kongqing as' Senior Apprentice Sister Sikong ', while Si Kongqing addressed Feng Yunsheng as' Senior Apprentice Sister Feng '.
Of course, there was no conflict between the two. He didn't mean to oppose her at all.
Because Feng Yunsheng entered the sect late, she respectfully addressed Sikong Qing, who was younger than her, as senior apprentice sister.
And the reason why Sikong Qing addressed Feng Yunsheng as Senior Sister was very simple.
There was no enmity between fellow disciples, so there was no need for them to fight to the death. After exchanging blows, Feng Yunsheng had always been slightly superior.
If it was a fight to the death, Feng Yunsheng would have an even greater advantage.
Not in the mood to interfere with Sikong Qing's decision, Yan Zhaoge smiled, "Having such thoughts, you are also wholeheartedly devoted to the martial dao, striving to improve yourself. I naturally have no objections to this. While it might be hard to say for others, it might indeed be a feasible path for you."
"However. First, it's best if you ask for Uncle Master Fu's opinion before making a decision. Second, even if you want to leave, it's better to wait for Grandmaster to come out of seclusion. It's better to wait until the dust has settled. It's been a troubled time recently. "
Hearing this, Sikong Qing nodded, saying, "Senior apprentice-brother Yan's words are reasonable. I understand."
She cupped her hands towards Yan Zhaoge, then took her leave.
Yan Zhaoge looked at Sikong Qing's back. He sighed, "A hundred vying barges, who will emerge victorious?"
Shaking his head, Yan Zhaoge returned to his residence.
Speaking of diligently cultivating and improving one's strength and realm … Yan Zhaoge's desire to improve had never been weaker than others.
While he had been enjoying limitless glory recently, having accomplished great things that many Martial Scholars had been unable to accomplish, Yan Zhaoge's urgent desire to raise his strength was even stronger than most people's.
Returning to his secluded room, Yan Zhaoge sat in the meditative position, the aura-qi within his body ceaselessly regulating his breathing. A spiritual light shot into the skies from the top of his head.
Raising his left hand, Yan Zhaoge examined the devilish mark on the back of his hand, unceasingly analysing the concept contained within.
Within his dantian, the chaotic qi mass was still hazy.
After regulating his breathing for a moment, the spiritual light above his head gradually retracted as he took out an item.
It was a piece of stone that resembled a mirror, not being transparent as it looked completely grey.
However, as Yan Zhaoge's gaze fell on it, radiance seemed to vaguely flicker on its surface, reflecting Yan Zhaoge's face.
It was precisely the Life Illuminating Immortal Stone that Yan Zhaoge had previously obtained from the foreign dimension that Loose Practitioner He had resided in.
This treasure's usual use, and one that most people of pre-Great Calamity times knew of, was to reflect the circulation paths of one's aura-qi as one cultivated, displaying it for others to see.
In other words, its main use was actually to guide disciples and teach.
When the seniors of the clan cultivated, they would use the Life Illuminating Immortal Stone to display the circulation paths of their aura-qi, demonstrating it for the juniors, making it easier for them to observe and comprehend.
However, Yan Zhaoge knew that this treasure still had other uses.
He extended his finger, lightly swiping it on the surface of the Life Illuminating Immortal Stone, drawing a series of patterns. Different scenes of light instantly appeared on the surface of the stone.
The originally grey stone actually gradually turned clear and transparent at this moment, resembling a crystal, resembling the true surface of a mirror.
The spiritual light above Yan Zhaoge's head rose once more, just that an image also arose within the spiritual light, looking exceptionally unique.
In the following days, Yan Zhaoge began his days of secluded cultivation once more.
Every day, he would either cultivate unceasingly, unceasingly accumulating in preparation for his breakthrough into the Martial Grandmaster realm, or analyse the devilish mark on the back of his left hand, or forge Devil Shattering Arrows with the Internal Crystal Furnace.
Time passed quickly, and some time had already passed since the old Clan Chief Yuan Zhengfeng had entered secluded cultivation.
Broad Creed Mountain operated as per usual internally, Yan Di already fully immersed in his role. Meanwhile, in the outside world, whether it was the Sacred Sun Clan or the Decimating Abyss, they also temporarily did not make any major movements.
At this moment, it was as though they were all united, eagerly anticipating Yuan Zhengfeng's success in his cultivation, successfully stepping into the Martial Saint realm and emerging from seclusion.
However, whether it was Yan Zhaoge or Yan Di and the others, they all knew that all this was merely an illusion, just the final calm before the storm.
One day, as Yan Zhaoge sat quietly within his room, the surface of the Life Illuminating Immortal Stone that was clear as crystal before him already riddled with cracks, resembling dense spiderwebs.
Yan Zhaoge's expression was calm as he extended his finger, tapping on the Life Illuminating Immortal Stone.
The crystalline stone soundlessly shattered, turning into fine powder before turning into dust, dissipating within the air, as though it had never existed in the first place.
Meanwhile, the spiritual light above Yan Zhaoge's head erupted with light.
Radiance seemed to be emitted from every single acupoint of his entire body.
Bathed completely within the radiance, Yan Zhaoge's illusory aura-qi seemed to have transformed into actual auspicious clouds, supporting his body.
The bright spiritual light above his head now began slowly retracting from the top of Yan Zhaoge's head, while the light emitted from his entire body grew even denser.
Today, Yan Zhaoge officially advanced towards the Martial Grandmaster realm! (To be continued.)
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