Chapter 243: Three Disciples' Drastic Change

During this period, they got along so well that they were practically inseparable, even reaching the point of sharing a bed to sleep.

In this unfamiliar place, with her senior sister's company, she felt especially reassured.

Li Yilan smiled faintly; she didn't mind getting close to Ye Xiaoji and was about to agree.

But just then, Li Yilan suddenly felt a violent surge of spiritual power erupt inside her like a volcano, as if that force wanted to lift her up and make her fly.

Her face instantly turned pale, and her body trembled slightly.

Seeing that Li Yilan seemed not to refuse,

Ye Xiaoji happily said, "Senior sister is the best."

Immediately, she excitedly ran toward Li Yilan.

But just then, Li Yilan's face drastically changed, and she suddenly exclaimed, "Wait, you can't!"

Her voice was filled with panic and anxiety.

Ye Xiaoji stood frozen in place, her almond eyes wide round, full of disbelief.

Her voice trembled: "Senior... senior sister, what's wrong?"

In her memory, the always gentle Li Yilan had never spoken to her in such an urgent tone, which filled her heart with unease.

Li Yilan's pale cheeks flushed with an abnormal blush; she clung to the last trace of clarity, looking at her junior sister with ragged breath and said, "Junior sister, can you feel..."

Before her words finished, a soft moan laced with allure escaped her lips; she bit down hard on her lower lip, digging her fingernails deep into her palm, trying to suppress the violent spiritual power surging within her.

Ye Xiaoji furrowed her brows curiously and asked, "Feel what?"

Her heart was full of doubt, not knowing what had happened to her senior sister.

"It's... the spiritual power is rioting... I'm afraid..."

Li Yilan hadn't finished speaking when her spiritual power surged violently all around her, forming a visible vortex.

The powerful spiritual power tremors made the tables and chairs in the room shake slightly.

She quickly made up her mind, sat cross-legged on the ground, and with her body blazing in golden light, she anxiously said, "It's too late—senior sister is about to break through!"

A flash of determination crossed her eyes as she exerted her cultivation method to full power, guiding the spiritual power within her body.

Watching Li Yilan's aura continually rise, Ye Xiaoji felt as if struck by lightning.

Only at dawn today had they both broken through to the God Transformation Realm together.

Barely twelve hours had passed, and yet senior sister was already about to ascend another level?

Her heart was filled with shock and envy, yet at the same time she felt happy for her senior sister.

Just as Ye Xiaoji was reeling from the shock, her lower abdomen suddenly sent a wave of warmth, as if a ball of fire had exploded in her dantian.

She instinctively covered her belly and murmured, "This... could I be pregnant?"

But in an instant she recalled the descriptions of breakthroughs in the ancient texts, her beautiful eyes lighting up: "No! This is a sign of breakthrough!"

A surge of wild joy rose in her heart; she never expected that she, too, could break through at this moment.

She had no time to think further, quickly sitting cross-legged beside Li Yilan and forming hand seals.

In an instant, two distinct yet equally mighty auras shot up into the sky.

The delicate fragrance of magnolia mingled with the fresh scent of bamboo, while spiritual power ran rampant through the room.

It made the furnishings inside the house tremble and rustle.

The teacups on the tables and chairs fell one after another, shattering to pieces.

As the two's auras continued to rise, the night sky outside the window suddenly flashed with lightning and thunder.

Streaks of purple thunderclouds roiled in the cloud layers, as if sensing the breakthrough of the two geniuses inside, they let out repeated unwilling roars.

That thunder was deafening, as if the whole heaven and earth were trembling for their breakthrough.

At this moment, Ye Xiaoji and Li Yilan had already immersed themselves in the mysterious realm of breakthrough, unaware of what was happening outside, devoting themselves entirely to resisting and merging with the spiritual power.

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At the same time, atop Heavenly Dao Peak within the Azure Cloud Sect's territory in Green Prefecture.

Under the combined effect of the Heavenly Dao Tea Tree and Vast Wave Lake.

Here the spiritual energy grew ever richer, and the flora flourished lushly.

Various rare and precious spiritual materials and medicines quietly sprouted from the ground, emitting a unique light and aura, as if they were treasures of heaven and earth.

What's more astonishing is that beneath the surface of Heavenly Dao Peak, dozens of earth veins have begun to take shape, like embryos just starting to sprout.

Earth veins are the foundation of a sect's foothold; their number and strength directly determine the sect's rise and fall.

A single mountain peak actually nurturing dozens of earth veins is unprecedented in ancient times; even the five top sects of Central Prefecture would struggle to possess such a foundation.

Following this trend, Heavenly Dao Peak will soon rise at an astonishing speed, growing into a superpower surpassing the five major sects and becoming a dazzling gem on the Mysterious Yellow Continent.

At this moment, three people were leaning against the Heavenly Dao Tea Tree.

The Fifth Elder gazed at the star‑spangled night sky, his face full of gloom.

The Grand Elder led the Azure Cloud Sect's elites to Cloud City, leaving him to guard the sect; his days were truly boring.

He longed to join Lin Yang in the Green Prefecture Grand Competition, fight side by side with the elites on the battlefield, spill his hot blood, and display the Azure Cloud Sect's bearing.

Yet helpless as he was, although he could indulge in the Heavenly Dao Tea to his heart's content and satisfy his appetite, his inner self felt profoundly empty.

He couldn't help but sing a poem to the sky: "The Grand Elder takes the team to the grand competition; I guard the mountain gate and count stars. Disciples send news of their battle achievements; I gnaw on steamed buns dipped in salty salt!"

After finishing the chant.

"Ah, ah, ah!"

The Fifth Elder heaved three deep sighs, his sighs full of helplessness and unwillingness.

Beside him, Zhou Tianming and Xiaohei couldn't help but laugh.

The Fifth Elder turned back, expecting, and asked, "What do you two think of my poem?"

His eyes were full of expectation.

He seemed to hope to gain their recognition and praise.

Zhou Tianming took a sip of Heavenly Dao tea water and spoke frankly: "Fifth Elder, to be honest, this poem is quite ordinary."

"I have a suggestion; you'd better stop writing poetry."

His words were blunt, yet full of sincerity.

The Fifth Elder wasn't annoyed either, after all the young man before him was Lin Yang's third disciple, a heaven‑defying talent who had broken through to the God Transformation Realm in less than a month.

Such a genius, he dared not offend.

He only replied, "You have no taste," then turned to Xiaohei and asked, "Mister Xiaohei, what do you think?"

Xiaohei rolled his eyes and said coldly, "If you write another poem, I'll smash a stool over your head."

That tone was full of threat, sending chills down one's spine.

The Fifth Elder fell silent at once, knowing full well that this Mister Xiaohei was a powerhouse of the Great Emperor Realm—someone he could not afford to offend, so he could only keep his mouth shut.

Zhou Tianming smiled, then helplessly said, "Senior Xiaohei, since the Fifth Elder isn't writing poetry, we're also rather bored—what can we do?"

The three fell silent, each staying behind, sharing the same plight.

They all longed to take part in the lively Qingzhou Grand Competition, rather than idle away here.

Zhou Tianming gazed toward Yun City and murmured, "I wonder how my master and two senior sisters are doing."

His eyes were filled with worry and concern, not knowing whether his master and senior sisters were faring well over there.

The Fifth Elder agreed, saying, "Tomorrow is the Qingzhou Grand Competition; I really want to go see it."

His tone was full of longing, as if he had already seen the fierce battles on the competition grounds.

Zhou Tianming sighed, "I don't know when my master will finally allow me to leave seclusion."

He longed to leave seclusion as soon as possible, to continue advancing on the path of cultivation and contribute his strength to the Qingyun Sect.

Just as his words fell.

Zhou Tianming's body suddenly shuddered and his face flushed instantly.

A surge of turbulent spiritual power, like a bursting dam, rushed wildly through his body.

That spiritual power seemed like an untamed wild horse, uncontrolled, rampantly damaging his meridians.

Xiaohei immediately went on alert, his aura swelling as he shouted sharply, "What's going on?"

His eyes were filled with vigilance and tension, ready to respond to any danger that might arise.

The Fifth Elder was also startled, brandishing his treasure and exclaimed, "Little Zhou, what's wrong with you?"

His voice was full of anxiety, not knowing what had happened to Zhou Tianming.

Zhou Tianming suppressed the changes within him and slowly said, "I feel… I feel like I'm about to explode."

His face was full of pain, as if he were enduring immense torment.

The Fifth Elder blinked, then asked curiously, "Explode?"

"How could a person explode?"

His heart was filled with doubt and shock.

In his understanding, he had never heard of a person exploding from a surge of spiritual power; all of this surpassed his imagination.