During this period, there was peace and quiet, with Lu Changsheng’s disciples either cultivating at Yuntai Peak or undergoing trials in the outside world.
Lu Changsheng used his divine abilities to observe what his disciples were doing.
The eldest disciple Lin Qingzhi was practicing in the mountains below, making an appearance in a kingdom, vanquishing demons and eliminating evil.
Grateful for his deeds, the kingdom built a Daoist temple for Lin Qingzhi with an unbroken stream of offerings.
Lin Qingzhi, with a Heart of the Innocent, would often have moments of sudden enlightenment.
Compared to isolated practice, Lin Qingzhi needed to travel the world and experience the myriad states of life.
After assisting the kingdom in vanquishing demons, Lin Qingzhi took up the life of a swordsman, joining a caravan to experience a new way of living.
“This disciple’s achievements are immeasurable,”
Lu Changsheng, upon seeing Lin Qingzhi live the vicissitudes of life and temper his mind alongside his practice, felt strongly that the potential of this disciple could hardly be limited.
With the Everlasting Verdant Body, Innate Spirit Vein, and the Heart of the Innocent, Lin Qingzhi would not encounter inner demons during his breakthroughs, paving a smooth road ahead.
Lu Changsheng then dispersed his attention to check on what Lu Qinglian was doing.
Lu Changsheng, using his spacetime divine skills, tracked down Lu Qinglian’s whereabouts and saw a scene where the fabric of spacetime twisted—hundreds of Daoist temples were engulfed in raging nirvana flames that reached for the sky, with a Nirvana Flames Red Lotus blossoming in the air.
“You heathen, having caused disaster in this land, watch as I burn down your lair!”
Lu Qinglian stood with her hands on her hips, looking pleased as she watched the Daoist temples being consumed by the fire.
In the distance, a mass of dark qi was rushing back swiftly.
The entity within the dark qi let out an angry roar, “You wretched girl, you deliberately lured me away to burn down my den! I must kill you! If I don’t, I, the Ancient Scorpion Demon Monarch, shall not consider myself a person!”
“Not good, it’s time to run.”
Merging with the Nirvana Flames Red Lotus, her magical treasure, Lu Qinglian transformed into a blaze of light, fleeing into the distance.
“Ahhh!!! I will kill you!”
The Ancient Scorpion Demon Monarch continued to pursue Lu Qinglian.
“…”
Having seen this scene through his spacetime powers, Lu Changsheng was speechless.
His second disciple, Lu Qinglian, was definitely the most trouble-making one.
The Ancient Scorpion Demon Monarch was a relatively powerful heretic cultivator from the Immortal Realm, with a cultivation level around the four layers of the Immortal Emperor Realm.
Although the Ancient Scorpion Demon Monarch was not an unrivaled genius like Feng Mu or Dantai Meng, and even less talented than Jiang Yu and Ye Feng, his realm was undeniably high.
Lu Qinglian, only a Quasi-Emperor, dared to provoke the Ancient Scorpion Demon Monarch, even setting fire to his lair, driving him to hysterics and loss of reason.
Being toyed with by a mere Quasi-Emperor girl, where could he possibly put his old face?
Seeing the Ancient Scorpion Demon Monarch chasing after Lu Qinglian, Lu Changsheng was not worried in the least.
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Lu Qinglian possessed the Martial King Divine Physique and had undergone body tempering with countless heavenly materials and earthly treasures. She was incredibly tough, and with the Nirvana Flames Red Lotus, an attack magical treasure comparable to high-quality Emperor Soldiers, as well as the defensive magical treasure Merit Golden Lotus and the Qimen magical treasure World-Ending Black Lotus, it would be very difficult for the Ancient Scorpion Demon Monarch to kill her.
Lu Qinglian’s constant trouble-making was actually a kind of trial.
The Martial King Divine Physique could only become stronger through continuous combat, by challenging more powerful foes.
The whereabouts of the third disciple Mo Huazhi and the sixth disciple Chen Yao were still unknown to Lu Changsheng.
The fourth disciple Shen Xiaoyao was cultivating at the Heavenly Master Sect on Yellow Dragon Mountain.
The fifth disciple Ji Xuan had returned to the Nine-Tailed Celestial Fox Clan in the Demon Realm.
The Nine-Tailed Fox Clan was one of the most powerful tribes of the Demon Clan in the Demon Realm, possessing many cultivation techniques for demons, so Ji Xuan’s return to the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan for cultivation was greatly beneficial to her.
Moreover, the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan would not allow a Goddess of the Demon Race like Ji Xuan to stay in the Immortal Realm for too long.
The relationship between the Immortal Realm and the Demon Realm had been delicate since the end of the ancient great war, and it was possible that some great experts from the human race might want to subdue the talented individuals of the Demon Race.
The seventh disciple Xiao Fan was currently learning alchemy under the youngest-ever Pill Saint of the Lianshan Holy Land, Suxin Fairy.
Suxin Fairy, too busy with concocting Immortal Pills, had her senior disciple instruct Xiao Fan in alchemy.
As a Pill Saint at the Divine King Realm, Suxin Fairy’s chief disciple was already capable of concocting eighteenth-grade Divine Pills, more than sufficient to teach Xiao Fan alchemy.
In reality, Suxin Fairy didn’t lack Xiao Fan’s tuition fees; she agreed to have her disciples teach him mainly to owe Lu Changsheng a favor.
A Pill Saint’s personal cultivation may not necessarily be strong, so they pay more attention to making connections with strong individuals from other holy lands, to call upon their help when necessary.
The eighth disciple, Ning Qianqian, was currently visiting the Candle Dragon Clan Tribe by Nether Sea in Zhong Mountain.
Ning Qianqian, an offspring of the Dragon Emperor lineage, was revered by the Candle Dragon Clan, whose progenitor had once served under the Old Dragon Emperor, so they revered Ning Qianqian as divine.
If the Old Dragon Emperor was the emperor of the Dragon Clan, then Ning Qianqian was the princess of the dragons.
Each time Ning Qianqian visited, the Candle Dragon Clan would present various heavenly materials and earthly treasures to please this little ancestor.
Ning Qianqian, unabashed, leveraging her status as an offspring of the Dragon Emperor, helped herself to their offerings, greedily devouring all sorts of precious treasures.
The leaders of the eight great tribes of the Candle Dragon Clan stood by, constantly wiping the sweat from their foreheads.
If it weren’t for the fact that their Candle Dragon Clan had inherited a mountain of treasures from the ancient progenitor, they might have been driven to bankruptcy by this little ancestor.
Lu Changsheng couldn’t help but sympathize with the Candle Dragon Clan.
Ning Qianqian, having demanded all kinds of delicacies from him and then extorted the Candle Dragon Clan, was improving her cultivation rapidly.
The Dragon Clan had a long lifespan with a high upper limit, but their cultivation advanced slowly—Ning Qianqian, by relying on devouring all sorts of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, could elevate her cultivation at a rate comparable to the top human geniuses.