Entry: I Secretly Cultivate Immortality in the Martial Arts World

189: Chapter 189 The Nine Nether Ice Phoenix Arrives at the Azure Wave Sect!Spirit Realm, Eastern Continent, Azure Wave Sect.

Since Jiang Mingzi was brought back to the Sect by Lu Heng, six years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Over the past six years, the youth has resided in the Azure Wave Sect, apprenticed under Lu Heng, and cultivated without pause.

Lu Heng is upright and treats his Disciples with utmost sincerity.

Since he accepted Jiang Mingzi as a Personal Disciple, he has taught him everything he knows and has never been stingy with cultivation resources.

Although the Azure Wave Sect is not a major Sect in the Eastern Continent, Youhun had nothing to do in his early years, so he had already gone through the Sect’s Legacy Cultivation Technique one by one.

He modified what could be modified and supplemented what could be supplemented.

After passing through his hands, the upper limits of those Cultivation Techniques were no longer comparable to the past.

With the Azure Wave Sect’s previous Foundation, it would have been a stroke of Luck for the likes of Wu Changan to Cultivate to the Spirit Transformation Realm.

Now, the Cultivation Techniques placed in the Sect’s Scripture Pavilion make cultivating to the Mahayana Realm no longer a pipe dream.

The Cultivation Techniques and Mystical Arts that Jiang Mingzi Cultivates are naturally these as well.

His Aptitude was excellent to begin with, and he was willing to work hard. In just six years, from a boy who had not even reached Qi Refining, he had managed to Cultivate to the Foundation Establishment Realm.

The Sect’s high-level members discussed it privately several times. In the end, Wu Changan made the final decision: hide this boy well and don’t let the major Sects of the Eastern Continent know.

It was not easy for the Azure Wave Sect to produce another good seedling. If he were poached by a behemoth like the Tianyan Dao Sect, who would they go to for justice?

Even when the Grand Elder Youhun was young, the speed of his cultivation progress had never been this rapid.

In the eyes of the older generation of Cultivators in the Azure Wave Sect, the Sect had once again given birth to a peerless Prodigy, with a boundless future, perhaps one day hoping to rival the Grand Elder Youhun.

Jiang Mingzi is about eighteen this year. His figure has grown, and his features are handsome, but there always seems to be something weighing on his mind in those eyes.

He doesn’t talk much, is polite to others, and is diligent in his cultivation, never causing trouble.

His Senior Brothers get along with him, feeling that he has a good temperament, yet they always feel there is something separating them.

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Back mountain pavilion.

Youhun glanced in the direction of the front mountain of the Azure Wave Sect.

He had deduced the child’s experiences and knew that the other party harbored hatred in his heart.

The hatred was intense and hidden very deep. It was not revealed at all in daily life, but it was like a hidden fire underground, burning long and fiercely.

Youhun thought it was not bad.

With this hatred supporting him, Jiang Mingzi would not slack off.

If he does not slack off, he will not have the slightest thought of being lazy on the path of cultivation.

Hatred is something that, if used well, is more effective than any Spirit Pill.

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On this day, Youhun left the Azure Wave Sect.

As a Clone of the True Body Gu Yan, staying in the Spirit Realm, he didn’t have much of a purpose to begin with.

Therefore, when he was free, he always liked to go to a famous Cultivator market in the Eastern Continent to find some fun.

The market was lively, with goods from the north and south gathered there, and Cultivators from all over coming and going.

Youhun paced around the street and finally stopped in front of a building.

The building was named Zhaxing, which looked like a decent place to drink tea and listen to music, but it actually had a hidden world inside.

In such places in the Spirit Realm’s Cultivator market, all the tricks of the pleasure quarters were present, just given a more elegant name.

Youhun stepped inside, asked for a seat by the window, ordered a pot of Spirit Tea, and had a few plates of Spirit Fruit served.

He was not greedy for beauty.

He just thought this kind of place was interesting.

People coming and going, the Mortal World atmosphere was all over their faces.

The tune flowing from the fingertips of the girl playing the zither was not brilliant, but it won with sincerity.