Chapter 602 - Chapter 602: New Strange Beast Talent (1)
Chapter 602: New Strange Beast Talent (1)
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Linhai Immortal City.
Yulan Peak was in the blooming season of the Mange Spirit Grass. Not only was the entire mountain filled with the fragrance of this spiritual herb, but even the entire Immortal City was filled with the fragrance of flowers. In the pavilion on the mountainside, two female cultivators with refined auras sat opposite each other.
The steam from the spiritual tea had already disappeared on the stone table. One of the women who looked a little delicate suddenly looked in the direction of the city. “Qingling, he’s here.”
Yu Qingling’s body trembled slightly. Her elegant and calm face had long since lost its inexperience. Even though her appearance was still the same, white hair had appeared between her brows and temples. “I know that he’ll definitely come.”
As the two of them spoke, a broad figure had already appeared in front of the pavilion. The delicate woman was the first to stand up. “Fellow Daoist Shen, we meet again after so many years.”
Although the two of them had only met once, this Perfected Lord of the Linhai Immortal City had long heard of Shen Ping’s name. After she entered the True Treasure Pavilion, her ears were filled with the legends of this personal disciple, especially the various genius records he had broken. She had looked up to him for a long time. Unfortunately, she was no longer fated to see this monstrous genius of the True Treasure Pavilion.
Shen Ping walked straight into the pavilion and sat beside Yu Qingling. He smiled at the delicate woman. “Fellow Daoist’s prediction of the bloody calamity back then was really accurate.”
“I’m not good at divination. I’ve embarrassed myself.” As soon as she finished speaking, she bowed and disappeared, leaving Shen Ping and Yu Qingling alone.
Only then did Shen Ping size Yu Qingling up seriously. He could clearly sense the declining aura on the other party’s body, but there was a sharp sword intent in this declining aura. This sword intent came from the mark between her eyebrows.
As a Mahayana Realm expert, he naturally instantly understood that if it wasn’t for this sword mark, Yu Qingling’s lifespan would probably have dried up and died in meditation. Even though the True Treasure Pavilion had medicinal pills that could extend one’s life and various precious treasures, if one’s heart was dead, then no matter how good the medicinal pill was, it would be difficult to treat.
“Qingling.” Shen Ping turned around and stretched out his hand to hold Yu Qingling’s weak little hand. All sorts of memories of him and Yu Qingling flashed in his eyes. “Sorry, I’m late.”
Hearing the voice that she had not heard for a long time, tears silently flowed down the corners of Yu Qingling’s eyes. Some things and some people were always unforgettable. In the past thousand years, she had tried to forget that inexperienced memory more than once, but she was unable to do so. Instead, Shen Ping’s figure became deeper and deeper in her heart, causing her to wait until now. Fortunately, she had finally waited.
She leaned his shoulder gently against the familiar chest in her memory. She did not say a word, but her tears could not stop flowing.
Just like that, they snuggled for a full five days. Only then did a smile appear on Yu Qingling’s face. She raised her head to look at Shen Ping and touched her face with her hand. She said softly, “You’ve lost weight.”
Shen Ping smiled and said, “It doesn’t matter if my face is thinner. Tell me, how have you lived all these years?”
“Okay.” Yu Qingling nodded and recounted everything she had experienced in the past thousand years. After the crisis of the Derivative Beasts ended, although the True Treasure Pavilion quickly recovered its vitality, the other states became extremely chaotic, especially since the Derivative Beasts had destroyed most of the branch buildings and those sects and factions that controlled the places. This caused the cultivation world to fight frequently for resources, and wars between cultivators happened every moment.
Due to the lack of manpower, the headquarters let these technical geniuses be sent down to suppress and preside over matters. And it was precisely because of this hundreds of years of experience that Yu Qingling could break through to the Nascent Soul realm in the end.
Shen Ping listened carefully. Half a month later, he heard a long breath. He lowered his head and saw that Yu Qingling had already fallen asleep.
He didn’t move and still maintained his original sitting posture. Then, he took out precious immortal spirit liquid and slowly improved Yu Qingling’s body. In just half a day, the white hair on Yu Qingling’s temples completely transformed and recovered. The hidden injuries in the depths of her skin and her lifespan had greatly improved.
For ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators, it was very difficult to extend their lifespan by a hundred years. However, for Shen Ping, who was at the Mahayana Realm and had many resources and treasures, it was very easy. Just this immortal spirit liquid was enough to extend Yu Qingling’s lifespan by hundreds of years.
In the remaining half a year, he didn’t do anything and just silently accompanied Yu Qingling by her side until he felt her state of mind relax. Only then did he occasionally begin to play the zither and music, causing her to taste the taste in the depths of her memories again.
In the blink of an eye, two years passed.
On the spacious bed in the palace, the two figures entangled with each other until the impassioned zither chords disappeared. Yu Qingling’s waterfall-like hair stuck to her body, and her round and jade-like curves were even tainted with a few strands of black hair. Her cultivation could be said to have advanced by leaps and bounds in the past two years, and she had directly advanced to the late-stage of the Nascent Soul realm. The twilight aura on her body had long faded, and the sword mark between her brows became even more red.
Shen Ping had asked about this sword-shaped mark in the past, and Yu Qingling didn’t know the origin of the mark either. She only knew that it was innate.
“Husband, we should go back. Sister Yu Yan, Wang Yun, and the others are still in the Fire Spirit Hall. You’ve accompanied me for long enough.”
“I’ll always be with you from now on.”
Zhongsheng Continent.
True Treasure Pavilion’s headquarters.
In the hall above the island’s sea of clouds, Lian Xuejin smiled and said, “Have you brought her back?”
Shen Ping coughed a few times and did not reply. Instead, he changed the topic and asked, “Master, how’s your comprehension of the Beast Scripture?”
Other than giving his master the beast blood heavenly spirit liquid and beast blood’s essence, he also had the Taiyi Void Immortal Talisman. Two years was equivalent to two hundred years..