Chapter 248: The Shaken Upper Sect! The Mad Iron Bull! (Part 2)

In fact, she had been repeatedly weighing this question in her heart ever since Lu Guizhou mentioned the relationship between the quantity of Primordial Qi and the foundation.

On one hand, there was the cautionary tale of Luo Song.

That arrogant old fellow was still lying on Tianyang Peak, his life hanging in the balance, the result of being backlashed by two wisps of Primordial Qi.

On the other hand, the Tianqing Sect was currently in dire need of a true Primordial Realm martial artist to hold the fort.

Although Elder Jiang's strength was unfathomable.

He had yet to reach perfection in Divine Qi, and it would still be some time before he could strike at the Primordial Realm.

And she had long since reached perfection in Divine Qi, lacking only this final threshold, making her the most likely candidate to enter the Primordial Realm in a short period of time.

If she also risked absorbing more than two wisps of Primordial Qi to gamble for a stronger foundation like Luo Song, and failed, the Tianqing Sect's situation would become awkward.

Therefore, choosing to break through with one wisp of Primordial Qi was the safest and most reasonable choice.

Hearing this, Jiang Ye nodded slightly.

He had already handed the choice to Liu Qingyu.

As for how the other party chose, he would not interfere.

He reached out and slowly opened the cyan jade bottle, tapped the bottle body lightly, and a wisp of gas, as thin as a hair and pure white without a flaw, floated out from the bottle.

The moment that wisp of Primordial Qi touched the outside air, an indescribable, pure spirituality permeated the entire courtyard; just by taking a breath, one felt as if all four limbs and a hundred bones were stretching.

Liu Qingyu took a deep breath, and Water-element True Qi glowing with starlight surged from her hand, carefully holding the wisp of Primordial Qi in her palm.

She looked down at the wisp of Qi in her palm, as thin as a thread yet carrying so much hope, and waves surged in her heart; the pure white light of the Primordial Qi reflected in her star-like eyes, and a layer of nearly imperceptible water light actually welled up.

Finally, she could take this step.

After a good while.

She collected her emotions, carefully put away the wisp of Primordial Qi, raised her head, and spoke seriously to Jiang Ye:

"Elder Jiang, since the Primordial Qi is already in hand, I will not delay any longer."

"Next, I will go into seclusion for a period of time..."

"I will have to trouble you to take care of some of the miscellaneous affairs on the peak."

Jiang Ye smiled calmly: "Good! Then I will wish Peak Master Liu success in her martial path and a successful entry into the Primordial Realm."

Liu Qingyu smiled brilliantly: "Then I will accept Elder Jiang's auspicious words."

With that, she did not linger, turned around, and walked out of the courtyard.

Jiang Ye watched the back of Liu Qingyu in her moon-white dress walk away, then his gaze returned to the cyan jade bottle on the stone table.

There were still five wisps of Primordial Qi in the bottle, slowly flowing within the bottle body, emitting a pure and gentle faint light.

He reached out and picked up the cyan jade bottle, his fingertips rubbing the warm and moist bottle body, calculating in his heart...

If Liu Qingyu could successfully break through with one wisp of Primordial Qi.

Then the remaining Primordial Qi would all be left for himself.

According to Lu Guizhou, the more Primordial Qi one absorbs, the more stable the foundation after entering the Primordial Realm, and the higher the future upper limit.

Then how many wisps should he use when he breaks through?

He had already weighed this question repeatedly in his heart while drinking tea just now, but he hadn't reached an answer that satisfied him.

A moment later, he shook his head slightly and put the cyan jade bottle back into his bosom.

It was still too early to think about these things.

The top priority was to polish the Divine Qi in his body to perfection before considering the matter of striking at the Primordial Realm.

He walked to the side of the Green Flame Herb field, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and began to plan his next cultivation route in his mind.

Although the Five Elements True Qi had all been quenched and completed, there was still considerable room for improvement in the polishing of the Divine Qi.

Besides that, the perfection realm of the "Jin Gang Body Refining Art" also had to be broken through as soon as possible.

According to the experience imparted by Lu Guizhou, the tougher a martial artist's physical body, the stronger the impact of Primordial Qi it could withstand, and the smaller the risk during a breakthrough.

This was quite favorable news for him.

His "Jin Gang Body Refining Art" was already close to the perfection realm.

Once the physical body entered the legendary "Jin Gang Realm," it would usher in a true qualitative change.

At that time, relying on the deep foundation of the Five Elements True Qi and the carrying capacity of the Jin Gang physical body, his upper limit for absorbing Primordial Qi might even exceed that of the so-called three extraordinary women of the Zhou Kingdom.

At the same time.

The result of the struggle for Primordial Qi on Tianyun Peak was stirring up layers of ripples within the Upper Sect's inner sect like a stone thrown into water, spreading from one peak to another, faster than the mountain wind.

And among these layers of ripples, the first to be shaken was Lingniu Peak.

In the spacious and luxurious courtyard, Zhang Kun was sitting cross-legged on a huge black iron stone, cultivating; his aura was deep and heavy, vaguely triggering the heaven-and-earth energy in the surroundings.

A burst of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the courtyard, and immediately after, an inner sect disciple stepped quickly into the courtyard, reporting everything that had happened on Tianyun Peak without even catching his breath.

"What did you say? The Tianqing Sect snatched six wisps of Primordial Qi!"

Zhang Kun sprang up from the black iron stone, his copper-bell-like eyes wide open, his dark face full of unbelievable horror, his voice making the stone table in the courtyard tremble slightly:

"How the hell is this possible!!!"

"They don't even have a single Primordial Realm martial artist; what right do they have to snatch it!!!"

"You aren't kidding with me, are you!!!"

The inner sect disciple standing before him felt his heart tremble violently, his back already soaked with cold sweat.

He had been on Lingniu Peak for so many years and knew this Elder Zhang's temper too well.

Hidden beneath that seemingly honest and simple face was a wild bull that could go mad at any moment.

Once it went mad, it was as terrifying as a crazy bull.

Unfortunately, Zhang Kun's current state seemed to be the state before going mad.

This inner sect disciple swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty and bit the bullet to repeat the news he had gathered.

With every extra word he spoke, Zhang Kun's breathing became heavier; the air sprayed from his thick nostrils was like an old bull snorting, blowing the grass and leaves on the surrounding ground into disarray.

The veins on his forehead began to bulge one by one, like small, wriggling snakes hidden beneath his dark skin.

"That old thing surnamed Jiang... that old thing surnamed Jiang..."

Zhang Kun gritted his teeth and repeated it several times.

In his mind appeared the old man who stood beside Liu Qingyu with a calm face.

He hadn't put this person in his eyes at all back then, only regarding him as a small fry beside Liu Qingyu.

But now, it was this small fry who had snatched all six wisps of Primordial Qi from the hands of three Primordial Realm martial artists.

Then how was he supposed to manipulate Liu Qingyu with Primordial Qi!!!

Bang—

A deafening muffled sound.

The thick and solid stone table before Zhang Kun was actually smashed into powder by his palm in fury, and the crushed stones splashed in all directions.

Daring to ruin my good deed.

I must tear him to pieces!

Zhang Kun stared fixedly at the direction of Tianyun Peak, uncontrollable violence surging in his copper-bell-like eyes. ===== CHAPTER 249 =====