Quick Travel to the Clouds

Chapter 432: 1 Road to Immortality 23

Half a year ago, Qin Yunmeng broke through the foundation-building stage and is now going to Liuyun Mountains for training with her third senior brother Dong Haochen (late foundation-building stage) and fourth senior brother Feng Hao.

Outside the cave, the morning mist from the Flowing Cloud Mountains had not yet completely dissipated, and the air was filled with the fragrance of grass and trees. Sunlight struggled to penetrate the clouds, casting mottled shadows across the forest.

Qin Yunmeng moaned, her long eyelashes trembled a few times, and she slowly opened her eyes.

What greeted her was a familiar yet unfamiliar forest scene, with cool moss beneath her. She propped herself up, her body feeling a bit limp, her mind a blur, as if hungover, her memory lingering on the palpitating ancient pressure before the cave's gates opened.

"Hiss..." A gasp came from the side. Feng Hao rubbed his temple and looked around in confusion. "What... How did we fall asleep outside? Where is the cave?"

Dong Haochen also struggled to sit up, his eyes filled with uncertainty: "I remember... we were knocked unconscious by a force? That pressure..."

The three of them looked at each other, and saw the same confusion and fear in each other's eyes.

Their last clear memory was the stone door that seemed to connect to an ancient cave, and the suffocating, heavy breath that hit them the moment the stone door opened.

Qin Yunmeng's gaze subconsciously turned to the place in his memory - the stone wall engraved with ancient seal characters.

"The cave... is gone?!" Feng Hao screamed in shock, his voice a little distorted due to fear.

I saw that the stone wall where the cave gate should have been embedded was now only left with smooth and flat rock covered with traces of time, as if that door, that mysterious entrance had never existed.

Only a few fallen blades of grass on the ground and a faint, almost imperceptible scent of ancient dust lingering in the air proved that they were not dreaming.

Dong Haochen stood up suddenly and rushed to the stone wall. He touched the cold rock with his hands in disbelief. "Impossible! We clearly saw it open!"

The clearing was completely silent, with only the rustling of leaves in the wind and the slightly rapid breathing of the three people.

Qin Yunmeng's heart sank. She slowly stood up and walked to the bare stone wall. Her fingertips traced the cold rock, and a strong sense of unreality gripped her. The cave also disappeared, as if completely wiped out by an invisible hand.

Qin Yunmeng's cold eyes were filled with complex emotions - shock at the disappearance of the mysterious cave and reluctance to miss the opportunity.

The wind in the forest seemed to carry a hint of coolness, blowing away the last faint scent of grass and trees, but it could not blow away the huge shock and lingering mystery in the hearts of the three people.

Yun Chu took the inheritance and returned to the sect to go into seclusion.

After several years of seclusion, Yun Chu's alchemy level was raised to the fifth level.

She also improved the elixir recipe because many of the spiritual plants in the recipe left by Taoist Qianji had disappeared.

Some of the seeds left by Taoist Qianji were planted by Yun Chu in the life space.

These seeds have germinated, but are growing very slowly.

Yun Chu took out the time formation from the system space and arranged it in the life space to accelerate the growth of these spiritual plants.

After Yun Chu came out of seclusion, he went out again to gain experience and improve himself.

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The dark blue sea seemed like endless thick silk, with huge waves surging in the howling wind, causing great fear.

The sky was as dark as lead, with heavy clouds hanging low, as if they would fall at any moment.

The air was filled with a strong smell of the sea and a perpetual aura of pressure and restlessness originating from deep-sea beasts.

Yun Chu was steering an inconspicuous gray-black spirit boat, carefully navigating the surging waves.

The symbols on the surface of the spirit boat disappeared, removing most of the impact force. It was like a tough fallen leaf, searching for balance and vitality in the tremendous force of the sea and sky.

It has been more than a month since we left the relatively calm offshore area and entered the deep open sea.

This place is full of dangers, but it also contains rich resources and excellent opportunities to hone oneself.

Yun Chu's target was a rare lightning-proof vine that was rumored to grow near the storm vortex. It was a key material for refining a high-level defensive formation.

At noon one day, when the spirit boat sailed into a sea shrouded in a strange gray-white fog, the sound of fighting ahead penetrated the noise of the wind and waves and the roar of sea beasts.

The explosion caused by the collision of spiritual power was sharp and piercing, carrying with it an extremely fierce sword intent!

Yun Chu's spiritual sense instantly penetrated part of the thick fog in front.

Three figures in uniform blue and black uniforms were seen fighting hard. Their opponent was a fourth-order mid-stage monster as big as a hill and covered with dark green hard scales - the Abyss Iron-Armored Crocodile Dragon!

The alligator dragon's head is ferocious, its teeth are as sharp as guillotines, and every swing of its tail brings up a terrifying water wall dozens of feet high and a shock wave containing enormous power.

The three monks were all injured, their breathing disordered. Two of them were clearly struggling to hold on, constantly casting defensive talismans and magical instruments to resist the crocodile dragon's violent attacks. But the leader was like a reef in the raging waves!

The man held a longsword radiating azure blue light. His figure was as straight as a pine tree, and his movements were simple yet contained astonishing explosive power.

Every time he swung the sword, it brought with it a sharp blue light that seemed to be able to tear through space, and it pierced the crocodile's relatively vulnerable eyes, throat, and joints in the gaps of the scales with incredible precision.

The sword intent is pure and domineering, condensed to the extreme, and carries a subtle edge of an unstoppable and indestructible edge!

Although his cultivation was slightly inferior to that of the monster (the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment versus the monster in the middle stage of Golden Core), his sharp and precise swordsmanship and calm and tenacious character made him the key fulcrum of the entire battle, and he firmly held the crocodile dragon's main attention.

Yun Chu's eyes narrowed slightly, instantly locking onto the figure wielding the sword.

In "A Commoner's Daughter Becomes Immortality", one of the most important future guardians of the heroine Qin Yunmeng is Wei Siyuan, a rare swordsman in the Tianjian Sect!

In the later part of the book, Wei Siyuan almost became Qin Yunmeng's right-hand man. He was aloof and taciturn, but he only listened to Qin Yunmeng's orders. He had a strong sword spirit and his combat power was unmatched among his peers.

It was him! That stern and youthful face, the iconic attire of an elite disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and that unique "Cangming" sword energy—they all matched!

"Form a formation! Attack the scales below its left rib! That is a node where its energy flows! Leave the defense to me!" Wei Siyuan's voice was as cold as an ice spring, clearly penetrating the roar of the battle, and instantly commanded his two panicked companions to stabilize their position.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, and he remained terrifyingly calm even in life-and-death struggles.

The Abyss Iron-Armored Crocodile Dragon was completely enraged by Wei Siyuan's precise stabs again and again. Its huge head suddenly tilted back, and a roar like thunder rolled in its throat. Dark red spiritual light began to gather in its mouth, and a destructive aura suddenly rose!

"Oh no! It's the 'Sea-Covering Lava Explosion'!" Wei Siyuan's companions turned pale and shouted in horror. This move was enough to instantly turn everything within a hundred feet into scorched earth and molten lava!

Wei Siyuan's pupils suddenly contracted, and all the spiritual power in his body burst out without reservation. The Cangming Sword in his hand emitted a bright blue light, and countless tiny runes danced and circled on the blade.

He was obviously preparing to use some secret technique of great cost to forcibly counter this fatal move!

At this critical moment——