Chapter 310

Mount Yuting Mountain was the most precipitous and steep among the Li family's mountains, towering into the clouds. The courtyard on the top of the mountain was not large, but there was a jade well as large as a pond. The patterns on it were intricate and quite ancient. The well water was clear and cold, and magic light shimmered.

Li Li Qinghong spat out a breath of white air, opened her apricot eyes, which were hazy with purple light, and pushed with both palms. Thunder-like magic power surged out with a sizzling sound. Her red lips parted slightly:

"The 'Purple Thunder Secret Origin Technique'—is it truly a secret method modified by a later generation..."

She had cultivated this method for six years and had read many other Qi Refining cultivation methods. The ancient and overbearing nature of the Purple Thunder Secret Origin Technique was unique. The various incantations and techniques within it were unheard of, often making Li Li Qinghong feel that it was wonderfully indescribable.

Looking forward to the profound power of the 'Mysterious Thunder Harbor' she would cultivate in the future, she waved her hand to disperse the magic art in her hand, scanned the courtyard, and said softly:

"Li Li Xicheng!"

A burst of hurried footsteps suddenly came from behind the house. A boy of twelve or thirteen ran out. His eyebrows were flat, and he was covered in sweat. He stopped in front of Li Li Qinghong and smiled:

"Aunt!"

The Li Li Xicheng before her was the son of Li Li Yuanyun, the eldest of the Xiyue generation. His father, Li Li Yuanyun, had no spiritual apertures and could not cultivate, so he had children the earliest. His eldest son, Li Li Xicheng, was already thirteen years old and possessed spiritual apertures, but his talent followed his father's lineage and could only be considered upper-middle.

Li Li Yuanyun had gone to the market, and Li Li Xicheng needed someone to look after him. Li Li Qinghong was Li Li Yuanyun's own sister and was the most suitable. Li Li Xicheng was naturally sent to Mount Yuting Mountain to cultivate on the mountain.

"Practice the spear."

Li Li Qinghong casually grabbed a wooden spear and placed it in Li Li Xicheng's hand, letting the boy hold the long spear level and stand alone in place. Li Li Qinghong's eyes blinked, and she asked:

"Are you cultivating the 'Shanglang Nourishing Wheel Method'?"

"Reporting to Aunt! Exactly."

Li Li Qinghong nodded without speaking. The Shanglang Nourishing Wheel Method was a third-grade cultivation method that Li Li Tongya had exchanged for the direct descendants of the family to cultivate. As for her, who had received the talisman seed, she cultivated the 'Taiyin Breathing and Nourishing Wheel Scripture,' which naturally could not be spoken of.

"Li Xicheng, Li Xizhi, Li Ximing... I don't know which one can obtain the favor of the immortals..."

"Brother Jiao wants to send Li Xizhi to the sect... I fear he cannot receive the talisman, so it depends on Li Ximing and Li Xicheng!"

Li Li Qinghong was lost in thought. Li Li Xicheng was already covered in sweat, his hand holding the spear trembling, and he bit his teeth tightly without speaking.

She straightened Li Li Xicheng's arm and was about to open her mouth to give pointers, but heard a voice rolling like thunder coming from outside the array:

"Loose cultivator Ning Ning Heyuan has come to pay a visit. I ask the Mountain Master of the Li family to appear and meet me!"

Li Li Xicheng was startled by this shout, dropped the wooden spear in his hand, making a crisp sound on the ground, wiped his sweat, and looked at Li Li Qinghong timidly.

Li Li Qinghong raised her eyebrows and looked over. She saw a boy in green clothes outside the array. The storage bag and magic sword at his waist were flowing with magic light. He was dressed in spiritual gauze and spiritual cloth, and even the jade stones decorating him were of the highest grade, extremely luxurious.

"Loose cultivator? You're trying to fool your aunt!"

Li Li Qinghong sneered, flew out of the array, and Ning Ning Heyuan was still chattering, muttering:

"I have long heard of the great name of the Li family in Mount Lijing, who are best at using sword techniques. Ning Heyuan has traveled thousands of miles to come here, just to challenge the peers of your noble family with one sword, to prove my own sword path..."

Before Ning Ning Heyuan could finish his words, a woman in a white dress had already flown out from the array. She was full of heroic spirit, her eyes filled with flying purple electricity, her vermilion lips pursed, and she stared straight at him.

"Female cultivator?!"

Ning Ning Heyuan did not see the sword-wielding boy he had imagined. He paused slightly and was very embarrassed. Li Li Qinghong sneered, drew her long spear, and smashed it down head-on. Between her waves, surging purple thunder appeared, with great momentum.

"Wait... ancient method... girl!"

Before Ning Ning Heyuan could speak, he hurriedly drew his sword to block. Li Li Qinghong's long spear had already smashed down. In an instant, thunder roared, making a loud noise, blasting Ning Ning Heyuan into a mess.

Ning Ning Heyuan was no fool. After the initial surprise of the exchange, he retreated repeatedly. Rain clouds like clear water appeared on his body, floating around him. The sword energy on his long sword was quite high-level, blocking Li Li Qinghong's offensive tightly.

"Good cultivation method... surname Ning..."

Li Li Qinghong saw the magic light on his body and his cultivation at the fourth level of Qi Refining. His cultivation method was also a righteous method of a great sect, of quite high grade, and she already had a guess. She secretly thought:

"Mount Qingchi Sect..."

Understanding this, Li Li Qinghong had no good feelings for the Ning and Chi surnames of the Mount Qingchi Sect. She had just lost her father, and her heart was already depressed and difficult to speak of. She attacked even more ruthlessly. The true energy in her Qi Sea flowed, and the 'Long Sky Dangerous Sparrow' brightened. Her speed and offensive power were all a notch stronger.

Ning Ning Heyuan was only then able to resist Li Li Qinghong's offensive. He did not expect this white-clothed female cultivator to become stronger the more she fought. Bolts of thunder exploded, making the sky flicker between light and dark. It was his first time fighting a thunder-method cultivator. His palms were secretly numb, and he smiled bitterly:

"It is said that the Li family is a family of Sword Immortals, so why did a thunder method come... This cultivation method is also strange. There are visions in every movement. It doesn't look like Qi Refining at all... Someone who doesn't understand would think it's a Foundation Establishment!"

The two fought for a while. Li Li Qinghong fought more bravely as she fought, her eyes filled with purple. She beat Ning Ning Heyuan back again and again. Ning Ning Heyuan had to block her long spear. The long sword in his hand emitted a bright light, transforming into two rainbow lights, heading toward Li Li Qinghong's face.

Li Li Qinghong moved her long spear, picking out several purple spear flowers, which drifted in the air and collided with the rainbow lights. She then freed a hand, drew a thunder talisman in the void, twisted and outlined it, injected deep purple thunder true energy, and shouted:

"Go!"

This art was a magic art recorded in the "Purple Thunder Secret Origin Technique," written by a predecessor, and its grade had not been recorded. Li Li Qinghong had also practiced it for many years. As she used it this time, the talisman suddenly rose like the sun, falling toward Ning Ning Heyuan.

"Good!"

Seeing Li Li Qinghong use a magic art, Ning Ning Heyuan also pinched a seal with his free hand, spraying out a clear and bright magic power, colliding with the talisman.

"Boom!"

Only a thunderclap was heard in the clear sky. Purple electric light and flames surged out, smoke rolled, and magic power flowed everywhere, making a loud noise, rushing toward Ning Ning Heyuan's face. Ning Ning Heyuan cursed secretly, pinched a seal again, and gathered a bright, glowing light.

This light was like mist and rain, rushing toward him. Li Li Qinghong held her spear to block. The dazzling thunder and sharp spear light were all forcibly pushed away for several feet. The fire and smoke were all calmed down together, making no sound.

Li Li Qinghong retreated more than ten steps, the long spear in her hand creaking, its magic light dim.

"Good magic art!"

Li Li Qinghong looked fiercely at the magic light in Ning Ning Heyuan's hand. At a glance, she guessed that this was the heritage of several main peaks of the Mount Qingchi Sect, mostly fourth or fifth-grade magic arts.

The magic arts inherited by the Three Sects and Seven Gates were the only true magic arts, and they were never circulated outside the sect. Compared with them, the magic arts circulating between loose cultivators and families in the market were simply child's play, mostly first or second-grade worthless things.

The magic light was still trembling in Ning Ning Heyuan's hand, but he cursed, waved his hand to disperse the magic light, and said somewhat dejectedly:

"The girl has a good thunder method and a good spear technique... forcing me to use the Si-Yuan Dry Light... it was my arrogance."

Li Li Qinghong had no good feelings for the Ning and Chi surnames of the Mount Qingchi Sect. She just nodded coldly and replied:

"Please return, I will not see you off."

Ning Ning Heyuan was choked, opened his mouth, and his full heart of emotion was blocked in his stomach. Watching Li Li Qinghong fall back to the mountain, he had no choice but to say:

"Can the fairy leave her name?"

Li Li Qinghong paused, and finally opened her mouth:

"Li family of Mount Lijing, Li Li Qinghong."