An Chen hadn't expected Zhao Qingfeng to suddenly kick him down.
A gentle Sect Leader shouldn't do such a thing!
But as he began to freefall, An Chen realized that one should never judge a book by its cover.
"Steady your body! Use Qingyun Step!"
Zhao Qingfeng's shout came from beside An Chen's ear.
Because he was kicked down unexpectedly, An Chen was now spinning continuously in the air. He first tried his best to control his body, making slight adjustments with his Spiritual Power to ensure he was "standing" in the air.
His speed was getting faster and faster, but he still tried his best to feel the flow of the wind.
An Chen took a step, but found that he hadn't stepped correctly; the position where his Spiritual Power was released conflicted somewhat with the direction of the wind's flow. His footing became unstable, and he almost started spinning in the air again.
An Chen took a deep breath to keep himself calm, and he did calm down.
Control over one's body is not only reflected in the control of movements; this control can even reach the level of biological rhythms.
Some people can lower their heart rate from one hundred twenty to a normal level, or even forty beats per minute, with a single deep breath. Some can even simply control their body temperature through their will.
Evidently, An Chen belonged to this type of person.
The white stripes reappeared before his eyes, but this time, due to the rapid descent, these stripes were also rapidly changing and flickering. It seemed very difficult to find the correct wind.
An Chen seized the opportunity and stepped out again. This time, he found a surging upward wind, and at the same time, a massive amount of Spiritual Power gathered at his feet.
An Chen immediately felt a pushing force from under his feet, seemingly wanting to push him upward. The instantaneous burst of thrust sharply slowed his descent.
An Chen didn't hesitate and continued to step.
His descent speed became slower and slower.
An Chen suddenly noticed that the Cliff behind him was getting closer and closer at some point, so he changed direction and moved away from the Cliff with the wind.
He was gradually becoming proficient. During the descent, he could already step on the Qingyun Step with a slight ease.
But An Chen's descent speed was still a bit too fast. An Chen felt that if he landed on the ground at this speed, he would at least break both his legs.
"Hey, what's that?"
One of the two Disciples weeding the Spirit Medicine field in the Medicine Garden suddenly looked up, staring diagonally upwards.
"What could it be? At most, a few strange birds... That's just how it is in these mountains..."
But the other Disciple didn't care at all and just continued weeding.
He wanted to finish early so he could get his reward sooner and then go to the Dining Hall to eat.
"Holy crap, it's not a bird, it's a person!"
Only when he heard this did he strangely look up.
"Above is the Sect Leader's Immortal Cave. The Cliff is at least a thousand meters high. Would the Sect Leader jump down from there?"
But when he looked up and saw the figure walking in the air, he gasped.
"Holy crap!"
Although this person was not walking on air, and his descent speed was a bit too fast, from their perspective, this person had his back to the setting sun, outlining a figure in the golden sunlight, like a divine child descending to the mortal world, walking on an invisible heavenly ladder towards them.
"Is that the Sect Leader? Why did the Sect Leader jump down from the Cliff?!"
The two of them stopped weeding and just stood there, watching the person stepping down from the air.
But very quickly, both of them noticed something was wrong.
Although the Sect Leader also liked to wear blue robes, Zhao Qingfeng's blue robes were unique, and the "divine child" descending from the air was wearing the uniform of a Qingfeng Sect inner Disciple.
"Whose Disciple is this, then?"
"Is the pressure on inner Disciples that great? When I joined the sect, I was quite envious of those unique inner Disciples. And now they're jumping off Cliffs?"
As An Chen got closer, they also saw clearly that this so-called divine child descending was nothing more than a disheveled Disciple.
This person seemed to be trying very hard to control his body and also trying very hard to slow down his descent, but he couldn't control it.
"Thud!"
Finally, the two of them watched as the person fell into the river not far in front of them.
The Medicine Garden was built on both banks of the small river in this valley, making irrigation convenient, and various Spirit Medicine also grew more easily.
"That fall... wasn't light!"
"Did he hit rock bottom?"
The two secretly clicked their tongues.
"Wait a minute... I always feel something is strange... Wasn't that person just at Cultivation level four of the Qi Refinement Stage?"
One of them suddenly scratched his head, feeling a bit odd.
Logically speaking, inner Disciples should at least be at Cultivation level ten of the Qi Refinement Stage, and some were even at the Spirit Nurturing Stage.
Where would there be an inner Disciple at Cultivation level four of the Qi Refinement Stage?
"It seems... it really is!"
"Damn! It's the future of Qingfeng Sect!"
The two also reacted. An inner Disciple at Cultivation level four of the Qi Refinement Stage... The only one who could meet this condition was An Chen, who had just arrived a few days ago and possessed a Superior Spiritual Root!
For some time, the Disciples of Qingfeng Sect had been calling An Chen "the future of Qingfeng Sect." Some people didn't even know his real name, but when they said "the future of Qingfeng Sect," they knew who it was.
The two were right about one thing: An Chen had hit rock bottom.
An Chen's two legs were stuck in the mud and sand at the bottom of the river, and he almost couldn't pull them out.
An Chen had originally thought that Zhao Qingfeng would come down to pick him up, but until the moment he jumped into the river, he didn't wait for Zhao Qingfeng.
An Chen floated up from the river in a disheveled state, paddled to the bank, and circulated his Spiritual Power to convert it into fire attribute, slowly releasing it on his body to dry the water on his body and clothes.
"Junior Brother, Junior Brother!"
"Are you alright?"
An Chen looked at the two Disciples in white robes running over, feeling a little embarrassed.
Falling into the river isn't scary; what's scary is when someone sees it.
An Chen looked up at the Cliff again. He couldn't see the bottom when he was up there, and now that he was down here, he couldn't see the top clearly either.
But An Chen always felt that Zhao Qingfeng was watching him from the edge of the Cliff, probably secretly laughing.
This tradition of Qingfeng Sect is truly damned!
"I'm fine!"
An Chen stood up, his clothes dried, with steam rising from his head due to evaporating water, looking like an angry cartoon character.
He was indeed a bit angry now.
Meanwhile, on top of the Cliff, Zhao Qingfeng squatted on the edge of the Cliff, rubbing his hands with satisfaction and laughing heartily.
"Ah, I finally fulfilled my dream."
Back then, he was also here, and his master kicked him down.
From that moment on, he had been waiting for the day he would take on a Disciple and then kick him down.