Chapter 47: Thousand Spirit Blessed Land

Half an hour after parting ways with Yan Wujin, Li Qingqiu finally arrived at the Land of Fortune. He stood in the forest, gazing at the colossal tree before him, which resembled a mountain, his eyes gleaming with an unusual light.

Sunlight streamed down, transforming into countless rays of light that pierced through the gaps in the leaves, making the grassy area appear ethereal.

Following Li Qingqiu’s gaze, the hundred-zhang giant tree in front created an open space with a diameter of over two hundred zhang. Like something out of a dream, its branches were adorned with hanging vines, and upon closer inspection, these vines bore fiery red fruits, each as large as an adult’s fist.

The grass beneath the tree was lush green, swaying gently with the wind, like green waves.

Standing here, Li Qingqiu actually felt Spiritual Qi no less potent than that of the underground spirit lake, which greatly invigorated him.

This place could also serve as a Cultivation ground!

The Spiritual Qi emanated from the giant tree, meaning this giant tree could continuously generate Spiritual Qi. No wonder it was called a treasure of heaven and earth.

Li Qingqiu stepped forward. Although it was a land of fortune, he remained vigilant. It wouldn’t be good if he got injured.

He walked all the way to the base of the tree, feeling even more stunned. He felt as if he was facing a mountain wall. He placed his hand on the tree trunk, gently stroking it.

His eyes suddenly widened, and his expression was somewhat bewildered.

He actually felt Life Qi within this tree, and even a power similar to Origin Qi surging.

Has this tree become a spirit?

Li Qingqiu instinctively retreated. He saw a tree vine slowly approaching him. For some reason, he felt no malice from it. This feeling was very peculiar, yet real.

He stopped, raised his right hand, and touched the tree vine with his fingers. Although it was a tree vine, it was actually as thick as his waist.

The sunlight shone on Li Qingqiu. He looked at the tree vine before him, and a smile gradually appeared on his face… As noon approached, Li Qingqiu unsteadily entered the courtyard. He saw Zhang Yuchun and Zhang Yu sitting together, Zhang Yuchun speaking while Zhang Yu was responsible for taking notes.

He walked past the table and tossed out a Secret Manual.

“I won’t be eating lunch. Don’t call me.”

Li Qingqiu didn’t stop, heading straight for the back mountain forest.

Zhang Yu stared intently and read aloud, “Great Sun Yang Technique?”

Zhang Yuchun picked up the Secret Manual, quickly flipped through a few pages, then turned to Li Qingqiu and asked, “Where did this Secret Manual come from?”

“I found it on the mountain.”

As his voice faded, Li Qingqiu’s figure disappeared into the path leading into the forest.

Zhang Yu pondered, muttering to himself, “I seem to have heard of this Secret Manual somewhere. Strange, why can’t I remember?”

Zhang Yuchun didn’t pay much attention either. He placed the Secret Manual aside and continued to record the current grain production of Qingxiao Sect with Zhang Yu.

On the other side.

Li Qingqiu went directly to Jiang Zhaoxia. Today, Jiang Zhaoxia didn’t go to the underground spirit lake. After teaching Thirteen Sword厉, he, as always, hid to practice his skills.

“Third Junior Brother, come with Senior Brother tomorrow.”

Li Qingqiu said as he walked, then sat down in front of an old tree, maintaining a distance of three zhang from Jiang Zhaoxia.

Jiang Zhaoxia opened his eyes, looked at Li Qingqiu, and asked, “Are we going to hunt down Juesheng Sect?”

Li Qingqiu’s mouth twitched. He rolled his eyes at him and said, “Is Senior Brother me that bloodthirsty?”

“Isn’t he?”

“I think you’re asking for a beating. There’s something good tomorrow, and Senior Brother thought of you first. Don’t be so moved that you cry then.”

“Heh heh, I never cry.”

“Is that so? When you were little, when I spanked your butt, you cried so loudly. Yu Chun and Winter Moon should still remember.”

“Senior Brother, you’ve gone too far!”

Seeing Jiang Zhaoxia get angry, Li Qingqiu’s mood immediately brightened. It had been a long time since he had bickered like this with his Junior Brother; he missed it.

Jiang Zhaoxia didn’t want to keep discussing this topic, so he pressed Li Qingqiu about what good thing it was. Unfortunately, Li Qingqiu refused to say, leaving him no choice but to give up… In the early morning, as soon as Li Qingqiu left his room, he saw Jiang Zhaoxia waiting.

“Why are you so slow? Does your cultivation still require you to sleep in?” Jiang Zhaoxia asked, displeased.

Li Qingqiu walked up to him, patted his head, and said, “In front of the Disciples, you should address me as Sect Leader.”

Jiang Zhaoxia pouted, which made the other Disciples in the courtyard secretly sigh, realizing that the cold and emotionless Jiang Zhaoxia only acted this way in front of the Sect Leader.

Afterward, Li Qingqiu took Jiang Zhaoxia down the mountain.

An hour later.

The two passed through a thick fog and arrived at the base of the giant tree. Jiang Zhaoxia gazed at the giant tree, dumbfounded, unable to maintain his usual stern demeanor.

“This…”

Jiang Zhaoxia was deeply shocked. He hadn’t expected such a large tree to be hidden in the deep mountains behind the Qingxiao Sect, and the Spiritual Qi here was so abundant, completely comparable to that underground spirit lake.

Li Qingqiu smiled, “I call this tree the thousand spirit tree. From now on, this place will be known as Thousand Spirit Blessed Land, one of the Qingxiao Sect’s secrets. Any Disciple who wishes to Cultivate here must have my permission. You shall Cultivate here first and only leave after Breaking through to the Nourishing Origin Realm, Fifth Layer.”

Jiang Zhaoxia took a deep breath. He looked at Li Qingqiu and asked, “Why not let Xu Ning come first? Her talent is better than mine.”

Li Qingqiu glared at him and snorted, “What kind of talk is that? Does that mean if a Disciple with better talent than you appears in the future, all the good things in the School should go to them before you? My most important goal in developing the Qingxiao Sect is for the seven of us to reach higher levels. No matter when, the most beneficial people in the School will always be the seven of us, and then other Disciples.”

Jiang Zhaoxia was very touched, but he still kept a straight face and said, “No Sect Leader acts like that.”

“Stop talking nonsense and hurry up and practice. My Disciple is still young and a girl, so fighting will still rely on you in the future.”

“Understood.”

Jiang Zhaoxia looked back at the thousand spirit tree, then found a spot to sit down and meditate.

Li Qingqiu, on the other hand, climbed the thousand spirit tree and began to observe it. There was still so much he wanted to understand about this tree.

It was autumn, yet the thousand spirit tree showed no signs of yellowing, and the nearby forest was equally green, full of vitality.

Li Qingqiu was most curious about the miraculous uses of the thousand spirit tree’s fruits.

There were at least a thousand fruits on the thousand spirit tree, and even many rotten ones on the ground. He decided to find an animal to test the Thousand Spirit Fruit next.

Jiang Zhaoxia was not far from the Nourishing Origin Realm, Fifth Layer. He only took six days to Break through successfully after arriving at the Thousand Spirit Blessed Land, without rest or sleep.

When Li Qingqiu arrived at the Thousand Spirit Blessed Land again, Jiang Zhaoxia told him this news, which made him very happy.

However, Jiang Zhaoxia raised his sword, pointed it at Li Qingqiu, and said with high spirits, “Senior Brother, we haven’t sparred in a long time. How about a match?”

The old Li Qingqiu might have avoided the fight, but now he was also itching for a battle and wanted to experience the thrill of combat.

Clang—

Li Qingqiu drew the heavenly rainbow sword from his waist, a smile playing on his lips. He chuckled, “Junior Brother, don’t cry if you lose.”

“Senior Brother, I’ve never lost!”

Jiang Zhaoxia lunged at Li Qingqiu, and Li Qingqiu did the same.

Their swords clashed, their eyes met, and sparks flew between them. Both had excited smiles on their faces.

As the two exerted force and jumped back simultaneously, this leap transcended autumn, and heavy snow suddenly fell, covering the Thousand Spirit Blessed Land.

The two rushed at each other again, their figures intertwined, continuously swinging their swords. Their swordsmanship was exquisite, their movements agile, making it difficult to determine a winner.

Since Jiang Zhaoxia Broke through to the Nourishing Origin Realm, Fifth Layer, the two had often sparred here, and two months had already passed.

Li Dongyue and Li Sijin sat cross-legged under the tree, opening their eyes to watch them.

“Third Senior Brother, go for it!”

Li Sijin shouted, but this didn’t encourage Jiang Zhaoxia; instead, it annoyed him.

He found that no matter what sword moves he used, Li Qingqiu could calmly counter them, even using the same moves to strike back.

He even felt like he was sparring with another version of himself, which was absurd.

He understood that he wasn’t fighting himself, but that his Senior Brother’s swordsmanship was superior, easily seeing through his moves.

A little over a month ago, he would have felt frustrated, but now, he was only spurred on by a stronger fighting spirit.

Defeating Senior Brother had become his goal!

Li Dongyue looked at Li Sijin and said, “Focus on your Cultivation. Don’t think you can relax just because you’ve reached the Second Layer.”

Indeed, both of them had reached the Nourishing Origin Realm, Second Layer. In these two months, they spent most of their time here. Even Zhang Yuchun was kept by Li Qingqiu in the underground spirit lake and Broke through to the Nourishing Origin Realm, Second Layer yesterday.

As they began to Cultivate diligently, power naturally shifted towards the Disciples. Under Yang Jueding’s guidance, the Seven Sons of Qingxiao and Qin Ye also began to take charge, sharing the burden with Zhang Yuchun and the others.

Zhang Yuchun and the others were unclear why Senior Brother was so eager for them to reach the Nourishing Origin Realm, Second Layer, but since Senior Brother instructed them to do so, they could only obey.

After being urged by Li Dongyue, Li Sijin could only close her eyes and focus on her Cultivation.

She had the best relationship with Li Dongyue and was willing to listen to her.

After sparring for the time it takes an incense stick to burn, Li Qingqiu stopped, flicking his sword with one hand, allowing the blade to smoothly return to its sheath.

Jiang Zhaoxia panted heavily, looking at the calm Li Qingqiu. He said, “Senior Brother, after the New Year, I want to take Thirteen Sword厉 down the mountain for experience. I’ll be back in three months at most.”

Li Qingqiu knew why he wanted to gain experience. Seeing his determined gaze, Li Qingqiu could only say, “I have only one request: not a single one of these thirteen Disciples can be lost.”

Jiang Zhaoxia smiled and said, “Of course. They are my Disciples. Even if I die, I won’t let them die.”

“Forget it then. You must first ensure your own safety. I forbid you to die.”

Li Qingqiu shook his head. He wasn’t too worried about Jiang Zhaoxia going down the mountain for revenge. Back when Jiang Zhaoxia was only at the Nourishing Origin Realm, Third Layer, he could defeat Lu Fuhu. Now that he had reached the Fifth Layer of Cultivation, how could he be defeated?

It’s worth mentioning that one of the Thirteen Sword厉 had already received a transfer of power from Li Qingqiu in advance and had reached the Nourishing Origin Realm, First Layer.

That was Xue Jin, the leader of the Thirteen Sword厉.

Li Qingqiu found him under the pretext of being humiliated by Qin Ye and imparted the Hunyuan Scripture to compensate him.

In fact, Li Qingqiu wasn’t compensating him, but rather, he inherently possessed excellent talent for immortal Cultivation, and Li Qingqiu truly couldn’t bear to let him waste time.

After chatting with Li Qingqiu for a few moments, Jiang Zhaoxia walked to the side and began to meditate, recovering his Qi.

Li Qingqiu stood in place and whistled. Soon, the eastern forest trembled, and two dark figures flew out of the forest, circled in the air once, and then pounced towards him.