On this day, True Martial Sect Disciples descended the mountain en masse, their fast horses galloping towards various parts of Qingzhou, and even to several other neighboring prefectures.
Soon after, Qingzhou was once again shaken.
"Dragon Mountain True Person is finally holding the Heavenly Human Grand Ceremony!"
"I wonder which Heavenly Human Realm experts will attend this time. This is an unparalleled opportunity! Even if one isn't taken as a disciple, just being taken along as a servant would be an immense stroke of luck!"
"What I long for most is the Heavenly Human Realm discussion. If I could comprehend even a little, it would benefit me for life. Unfortunately, it's too difficult for us unaligned cultivators to get an invitation."
"Opportunity favors the prepared. Even if we can't go up Zhenwu Mountain, staying nearby for a while is good. What if we catch the eye of a Gang Yuan Realm expert?"
"Such a grand event must be witnessed. It's a good chance to see the True Martial Sect's true heritage."
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Discussions echoed throughout Qingzhou.
Those who received invitations were naturally overjoyed and began preparing their congratulatory gifts. At that time, experts would gather like clouds, all coming to offer congratulations. If one's gift was too meager, it would be ridiculed. This was an excellent opportunity to display one's connections.
Those who didn't receive invitations did not give up. They, too, converged towards the True Martial Sect. Most of them were unaligned martial artists with low cultivation, holding a glimmer of hope that they might find a glimmer of opportunity in such a gathering of influential figures.
Fortunately, the city below Zhenwu Mountain had been greatly expanded and, at the instruction of Dragon Mountain Daoist, was named 'Zhenwu City'.
It was foreseeable that Zhenwu City would gradually develop into another major martial arts city in Qingzhou.
The True Martial Sect became the center of countless gazes.
Meanwhile, Dragon Mountain Daoist was contemplating matters concerning Ning Qi.
Late at night, he stood with his hands behind his back by the window of Mingwu Pavilion, gazing at the night sky.
During this period, he first descended the mountain to track Qin Yun, then entered secluded cultivation to break through to the Heavenly Human Realm. After emerging, he heard his disciples had been bullied, so he swiftly descended the mountain again, killing a round of enemies. Upon returning, he immediately re-entered secluded cultivation to assimilate the gains from his breakthrough to the Heavenly Human Realm.
After all this busyness, nearly two years had passed, with almost no spare time to pay attention to his disciples.
Dragon Mountain Daoist wasn't worried about Luo Wentian and the others, as they were already adults and could take care of themselves. Only Ning Qi was too young, only eight years old now, carrying a blood feud, yet possessing immense power. Dragon Mountain Daoist worried that as Ning Qi's power grew, his desire for revenge would become more urgent, affecting him.
With a sharp weapon, the intent to kill arises. It is human nature to desire revenge once one has power.
"A year ago, Junior Nine already possessed the strength to suppress the White Mist Realm. I wonder what level he has reached now?"
Dragon Mountain Daoist pondered.
Only he in the entire True Martial Sect knew that it was this Junior Brother who had killed Flying Sky Eagle.
Even now, he occasionally found it hard to believe when he thought of it. A year ago, Ning Qi, at only seven years old, could easily suppress and kill a White Mist Realm expert. This was something no one would believe if he told them.
Luo Wentian and the others hadn't guessed wrong; it was indeed the True Martial Sect's heritage that had acted, but they never would have imagined that the True Martial Sect's heritage was their own Junior Brother.
"With my current strength, suppressing the Blood Rain Tower is not a problem. However, I cannot alert them prematurely, lest the four of 'Wind, Rain, Thunder, Lightning' escape first. Moreover, the truth behind the annihilation of the clan back then must be uncovered. This matter still needs careful consideration."
Rumor had it that the four of 'Wind, Rain, Thunder, Lightning' had the record of safely escaping even in the face of a Heavenly Human Realm expert. To be safe, it would be best to defeat them one by one.
"Perhaps, I can proactively discuss this with Junior Nine, lest his mind be troubled."
Thinking this, Dragon Mountain Daoist made up his mind and headed towards the Seeking Dao Courtyard.
Before long, he appeared outside the Seeking Dao Courtyard, a look of surprise involuntarily appearing in his eyes.
Outside the courtyard, peach trees stood tall. Although no peach blossoms bloomed, and they looked somewhat desolate, with his discerning eye, it was not difficult to see that the positions where these peach trees were planted were somewhat mysterious, subtly echoing the small courtyard before him, giving him a feeling he couldn't quite describe.
Looking at the three characters 'Seeking Dao Courtyard', he smiled knowingly, as if he could discern his Junior Brother's aspiration from these words.
As he slowly stepped inside, Ning Qi was already waiting for him, having sensed Dragon Mountain Daoist's arrival.
"Master," Ning Qi greeted with a smile.
Dragon Mountain Daoist looked at Ning Qi, filled with emotion. Eight-year-old Ning Qi was already as tall as a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy. Dressed in a blue Daoist robe, he possessed an indescribable Daoist charm, an aura cultivated from years of comprehending the Dao and reading scriptures.
"Qi'er, you've grown up," Dragon Mountain Daoist sighed. He had to admit that even after reaching the Heavenly Human Realm, he still couldn't see through his Junior Brother. He felt a profound sense of the younger generation surpassing the older.
He recalled the scene when Ning Qi, at six months old, asked him about eternal life. In over seven years, he had grown so much. If everything hadn't truly happened before his eyes, he would never have believed it.
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Ning Qi said earnestly, "If not for Master, Ning Qi would not have grown up so smoothly."
He didn't ask Dragon Mountain Daoist why he was visiting late at night.
Dragon Mountain Daoist also didn't say.
Master and disciple, two figures, one large and one small, unknowingly left the courtyard and strolled aimlessly on Zhenwu Mountain.
They talked about recent events, interesting anecdotes about cultivation, the True Martial Peach Meet organized by the disciples, and the upcoming Heavenly Human Grand Ceremony.
This feeling was very comfortable.
Such an opportunity between master and disciple was rare.
Ning Qi had always been very grateful to Dragon Mountain Daoist, who not only saved him from a desperate situation but also meticulously guided him. Although later on, there wasn't much more he could teach him, he fully created the best conditions for him and never interfered with him.
Such a master was probably almost impossible to find a second one in the world.
He saw Dragon Mountain Daoist's hesitation and chuckled lightly, taking the initiative to say, "Master, are you trying to talk about the Blood Rain Tower?"
Dragon Mountain Daoist was startled, then smiled helplessly. He realized that he was even less decisive than an eight-year-old child, perhaps influenced by the previous matter with Qin Yun.
Dragon Mountain Daoist nodded and said solemnly, "I once told you that I would definitely help you get revenge in the future. Now that I have reached the Heavenly Human Realm, destroying the Blood Rain Tower is no problem. I don't want this matter to trouble you for too long."
Ning Qi felt a little touched.
In fact, he had indeed thought about when to seek revenge.
Previously, when he was still in the Inner Yuan Realm, although he also had the combat power to rival the Gang Yuan Realm, it wasn't stable enough. After advancing to the White Mist Realm, he felt that he could easily suppress the Core Formation, and this thought gradually became more active.
He hadn't forgotten what happened when he first transmigrated eight years ago.
That Lord Feng was extremely wary of Dragon Mountain Daoist, who was in the Core Formation at the time. Now, eight years later, even if he had made some breakthroughs, he would at most be in the Core Formation.
Ning Qi felt that killing him would not be a big problem.