Chapter 635: Wen Jiyue

"The Peak Master is gone… sigh…" Yuan Zhishi sighed, feeling a pang of sorrow inside.

It wasn't that he had deep feelings for Qian Tun, but Qian Tun's death resonated with him in some way.

The disciple who came with Yuan Zhishi also sighed: "Peak Master Qian was the one who loved Lei Shan the most—he even changed his surname after settling on Lei Shan."

"For Peak Master Qian to pass away on Lei Shan, it's as if his soul has returned to its homeland."

Ding Huan spoke at just the right moment: "I am deeply honored by the Peak Master's favor—I wish to bury him on Lei Shan."

Yuan Zhishi nodded: "Good. The Sect Master is currently away from the sect. As cultivators, if we meet an untimely end, we value a swift reincarnation. Handle Peak Master's affairs yourself."

"As for the position of Peak Master on Lei Shan, although Peak Master Qian intended for you to inherit it, you've only just joined Lei Shan—your cultivation and seniority are insufficient."

Ding Huan recognized her—the woman who went with Bo Ya to Wangshen Terrace to recruit disciples. From the moment she left Wangshen Terrace until returning to the sect, Ding Huan had never heard her speak a single word.

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It indicates a fine Spiritual Vein has been implanted below.

In the Daoist world, when someone perishes, they usually don't hold grand ceremonies—mainly to allow the deceased to reincarnate swiftly.

After a long while, the woman finally spoke slowly: "Won't you invite me in to sit?"

Ding Huan thought to himself: This news is terribly outdated—this person has been dead for three or four months, and now she's finally asking.

Ding Huan also knew that becoming the Peak Master of Lei Shan was nearly impossible.

Ding Huan knew Qian Tun had no chance at reincarnation—his Primordial Spirit had been utterly corroded by the Sunken Dao poison; to even dream of reincarnation was absurd.

"Yes, the Peak Master's injuries were too severe—he has passed away…" Ding Huan's expression carried a touch of sorrow.

Ding Huan immediately halted his cultivation, his figure flashing once, appearing in Lei Shan's Spiritual Herb Field, beginning to inspect the spiritual herbs.

Although he didn't use pills, too many others did.

Ding Huan remained in a dazed state.

Judging from this woman's strength, he didn't need to worry much.

After Yuan Zhishi and the disciple left, Ding Huan turned to look at the dead Qian Tun.

Ding Huan's expression was calm; inwardly he thought: You really think this will make me slip up?

Cultivation in a proper sect truly differs from the outside world.

This is something that can cure pill toxins.

If he could raise the grade of the Immortal Spirit Rice to the Divine level, demand would surely outstrip supply.

Because Qian Tun's cultivation technique was strange and could not be made public, Lei Shan had always been uninhabited.

"So I came. Seeing you alive, I'm certain I didn't misread things—because back at Wangshen Terrace, you used Bo Ya's hand to kill that Cultivator Alliance official."

He didn't have anything like Spiritual Tea.

However, as a disciple of Leishendao Sect, not knowing who the Sect Master was was indeed awkward.

Once Qi is insufficient, cultivation becomes twice as hard for half the result.

"Did Peak Master Qian Tun perish?" The woman stared at Ding Huan for a long while before suddenly asking.

As Ding Huan had expected, no one disturbed him, no matter how fiercely he cultivated on Lei Shan.

If this place won't keep me, another will.

He needed to reach the Heavenly God realm here as soon as possible.

"Today I saw all the other blood offerings recruited by Qian Tun perish—Qian Tun himself is dead too, yet you alone remain alive."

Ding Huan quickly bowed: "Greetings, Elder."

The dense Spiritual Qi needed no concern of depletion—no matter how much Ding Huan absorbed, more Spiritual Qi would replenish the next instant.

"The Peak Master told me to quickly summon Yuan Zhishi, so I brought him. You already know what happened after."

The more Ding Huan absorbed, the more Spiritual Qi replenished.

You, a Sect Master's daughter, can't even save yourself—how much faster will we scattered cultivators die?

Qian Tun's soul and spirit had long been obliterated; even if he had arranged a Reincarnation Immortal Array, it would have had no effect.

Ding Huan froze, thinking: You're a Heavenly God realm cultivator—don't tell me you're the Sect Master yourself?

He brought the woman to the main cave dwelling; after she sat down, Ding Huan voluntarily poured her a cup of ordinary Immortal Spirit Tea.

Wen Jiyue took a deep breath and stood up: "Brother Ding, I need your help. If you're willing to assist me, I'll give you the finest Divine Core Crystal."

Wen Jiyue didn't wait for Ding Huan's reply and continued: "The Sect Master of Leishendao Sect is Wen Mujian—my father."

Seeing Ding Huan's confusion, Wen Jiyue frowned slightly: "Ding Huan, the reason I refused to speak a word back then was because I knew what Bo Ya was bringing you here for."

Ding Huan was overjoyed—he immediately set up surveillance and trigger arrays at the outermost edge of Lei Shan, then returned to arrange the Hidden Spirit Divine Array.

"Not long ago, I learned Qian Tun had perished and that he was the only recorded disciple still alive on Lei Shan—I knew something must be amiss."

"Could Peak Master Qian Tun's death truly have nothing to do with you?" Wen Jiyue began to doubt.

Now that Qian Tun and several outer sect disciples had all perished, Lei Shan was left with only Ding Huan.

He couldn't even grind Qian Tun's bones to ash—he had to arrange a Reincarnation Immortal Array for him.

It was a woman, wearing a veil.

If one day the Sect Master returned and remembered to check on Qian Tun, and discovered Qian Tun had been reduced to ash, he would surely become suspicious of me.

The Peak Master told me to come to his cave dwelling and said he would transmit the Qing Lei inheritance. I didn't think much of it—then he spoke just one sentence and spewed blood violently.

This Leishendao Sect is strange indeed—previously, a Peak Master of Lei Shan was mortally wounded and ultimately died, and of course, I gave him a proper send-off. Ding Huan had no idea what this woman's status was within Leishendao Sect, so he could only address her simply as "Elder."

As for Divine Arrays, they were absolutely forbidden.

She said nothing more, simply gazing calmly at Ding Huan, as if awaiting his answer.

But this Lei Shan—Ding Huan actually liked it quite a bit.

If he could become the Peak Master of Lei Shan, that would be even better.

Now this woman is also severely injured.

He knew that if he truly did this, everything he had done before might have been in vain.

A wounded Divine Realm cultivator, he didn't care about.

Moments later, that figure appeared outside the medicinal field where Ding Huan was.

Ding Huan was speechless inside—Divine Essence Crystal? Do I need you to give me this? He still stood up blankly: "Senior Sister Wen, I don't understand what you mean. After the rest of us arrived here, I was the last one called away by Master Qian."

Ding Huan really wanted to reduce Qian Tun's corpse to ashes, but he still had some sanity.

Several months have passed, and the Sect Master hasn't returned to find him.

Wen Jiyue stared at Ding Huan again and said: "If I'm not mistaken, although Qian Tun's injuries were severe, they weren't fatal."

His spiritual sense swept over, and a shadow rushed forward swiftly.

Ding Huan was bewildered.

He didn't know whether the Sect Master hadn't returned, or for some other reason.

Then this: stay on Lei Shan for now. As for who will become the peak master of Lei Shan, we'll decide after the Sect Master returns."

You perform your part; I know nothing.

Three months later, Ding Huan's cultivation broke through to the fifth layer of the Soul Nurturing Realm, and he paused his training.

As for Qian Tun's ring, he dared not touch it until he saw the Sect Master.

With all preparations complete, Ding Huan began his seclusion.

His voice cracked slightly, as if his throat had been injured.

He thought to himself: I came here just to borrow your land and cultivate for a while before leaving—whether your father is the Sect Master has nothing to do with me.

"So it's the Shao Sect," Ding Huan quickly stood and bowed again.

If he could become the peak master of Lei Shan, he would definitely plant ten or so mu of Immortal Spirit Rice here.

Wen Jiyue's gaze never left Ding Huan as she spoke.

No matter what Wen Jiyue said, Ding Huan remained in a state of bewilderment.

This Reincarnation Immortal Formation is designed to help fallen cultivators achieve reincarnation sooner—it benefits only the reincarnating soul, with no harm.

After giving Ding Huan further instructions, the Yuan Zhishi left without touching Qian Tun's ring.

"Yes, disciple understands." Ding Huan knew he could never become the peak master of Lei Shan.

"I'm Wen Jiyue. You don't need to call me Senior." Wen Jiyue finished speaking and stared again at Ding Huan's expression.

Ding Huan realized this woman wasn't just injured—her injuries seemed severe.

This was specially arranged by the Grand Sect to support high-level Zhishi, Elders, and core disciples in their cultivation.

In just one month, he advanced from the third layer to the fourth layer of the Soul Nurturing Realm.

Since Qian Tun said Ding Huan was to inherit Lei Shan, this ring naturally belongs to Ding Huan.

That day, Ding Huan was still pushing toward the sixth layer of Soul Nurturing when he suddenly sensed a disturbance in the monitoring array he had set up outside Lei Shan.

"Senior, please," Ding Huan didn't understand what this woman meant.

But I can't save you, because I'm barely saving myself. I'm silent because I'm disgusted by this kind of thing."

Ding Huan couldn't let anyone know he could set up Divine Arrays.

The woman didn't answer Ding Huan's question—she just stared into his eyes.

Wen Jiyue, seeing that Ding Huan truly didn't know her, said again: "Do you know who the Sect Master of Leishendao Sect is?"

Ding Huan was helpless—he'd never heard that name before.

And you live openly, even with Yuan Zhishi testifying for you, perfectly proving Qian Tun's death has nothing to do with you—I know you're no ordinary person."

But it doesn't matter—I just need to stay on Lei Shan to cultivate.

The greatest taboo in cultivation is insufficient Qi.

He could only hope the new peak master replacing Qian Tun would be easier to get along with—ideally, not disturb his cultivation at all; otherwise, he'd rather find another peak master.

Ding Huan remained in a state of bewilderment, silently exasperated inside.

The more Ding Huan cultivated, the more exhilarated he felt.

Had she guessed wrong?

But that shouldn't be—the case is, unless someone intervened, Qian Tun could never have died without cause.

Ding Huan's blank expression turned fearful; after a long while, he dared not believe and asked: "Senior Sister Wen, did you just say I'm connected to Master Qian Tun's death?"

Wen Jiyue sighed and waved her hand: "Remember, don't take any of what I just said to heart. Do as you see fit."

(End of Chapter)