บท 21: A Glory Disciple
บรรณาธิการ: Nyoi-Bo Studio
In the Spirit Valley.
A handsome young man was sitting cross-legged on a huge piece of jade with his eyes closed. His body emitted waves of golden halos, dazzling and eye-catching.
This young man was Zhou Yun. At this moment, he was cultivating in a gigantic cave. This was a place that Ling Qingyun had specially chosen for him, an honorary glory disciple, to cultivate in.
The spiritual Qi in the cave was very dense. All kinds of spiritual herbs could be seen everywhere, almost covering the entire cave. Above the cave, there was a mist condensed by spiritual Qi. It was the Spiritual Qi Mist!
The Spiritual Qi Mist was formed because the spiritual Qi was too dense and could not disperse for a long time. Judging from this, it could be seen how abundant the spiritual Qi in this cave was. There was so much of it that it was almost inexhaustible!
This place was way better than Zhou Yun's previous cultivating ground.
Besides, in addition to this, there was also a spiritual spring the size of a swimming pool in the center of the cave.
As was known to all, in this era when spiritual Qi was thin, spiritual stones and spiritual springs were extremely precious. Even a spiritual spring the size of a bathtub was enough to cause all the sects to fight for it.
And Ling Qingyun had actually given such a good place for cultivation, as well as a pool-sized spiritual spring, to Zhou Yun. It was clear how much he valued Zhou Yun!
"Well, I'm at the eighth layer of Qi cultivation!"
Zhou Yun opened his eyes and slowly exhaled a breath of spiritual Qi. A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.
In just a few days of cultivation, he had already broken through from the fifth layer of Qi cultivation to the eighth layer of Qi cultivation.
In the past, he didn't even dare to think of such a situation. However, now that he had the God-tier Enlightenment System and an excellent place for cultivation, he did not need to make much effort to break through from the fifth layer of Qi cultivation to the eighth layer of Qi cultivation in a few days.
Zhou Yun took in a deep breath of spiritual Qi and looked at the spiritual spring beside him. He was deeply moved.
"Now that I have enough pills for cultivation," Zhou Yun thought, "such a good place for cultivation, and endless cultivation resources, I don't have to worry about cultivation at all. And my current cultivation level has already reached the eighth layer of Qi cultivation. In that case, I'm standing at the top of the outer sect disciples. After all, most of the inner sect disciples of Spirit Valley are only at the ninth layer of Qi cultivation. Well, it's time to cultivate some cultivation techniques."
Because he had broken through too quickly, Zhou Yun did not have the time to learn any cultivation techniques.
Now, apart from some basic cultivation techniques like the dust removal technique, he didn't know any other offensive cultivation techniques.
If he were to encounter danger in the future, it would not be enough to reach a certain layer of Qi cultivation. At this time, he was like a fat man with only strength. Although he had great strength and strong defense, he would still be vulnerable in a fight with a professional boxer.
After thinking about this, Zhou Yun immediately set off for the place that all the disciples of Spirit Valley yearned for, the Scripture Pavilion!
The Scripture Pavilion was where Spirit Valley stored its cultivation techniques. Many of the cultivation techniques collected by the seniors from the outside would be placed in the Scripture Pavilion after they handed them over to the sect.
After tens of thousands of years of accumulation, the number of cultivation techniques and secret manuals in the Scripture Pavilion was already uncountable.
After Zhou Yun came out of the cave, he went straight to the Scripture Pavilion.
Along the way, many disciples who met Zhou Yun immediately began to talk about him. Those who had witnessed the scene of Zhou Yun refining pills in the alchemy room took what they saw that day as a chance to show off.
"Look! It's Senior Brother Zhou Yun! He's so handsome!" A petite female disciple with two ponytails almost screamed when she saw Zhou Yun.
Ever since the sect meeting was held a few days ago, she had already regarded Zhou Yun as her idol and also her future cultivation companion.
"Oh, so he is Senior Brother Zhou Yun? I can't even see through the stage he's at!" The little fatty beside the female disciple suddenly said in surprise.
"It can't be! I remember that Zhou Yun is only at the first layer of Qi cultivation." A tall and burly young man looked at Zhou Yun with some doubt.
He had cultivated in seclusion for a few months and only came out today. He had no idea what had happened recently.
The little fatty was panting heavily as he retorted, "How is that possible? I'm at the sixth layer of Qi cultivation. Can't I tell whether he's at the first layer? You gotta be kidding me!"
At this moment, a young man wearing an alchemist's uniform smiled indifferently and then pretended to be very surprised.
"I was at the scene when Senior Brother Zhou Yun refined the pills. I remember that he was at the fifth layer of Qi cultivation then. Now that you can't see it through, could it be that he's broken through again?"
He said all this to show off that he had witnessed the whole process that day so that the people around him could ask him more questions.
"What? You were at the scene that day? Why didn't you tell me earlier? Come on! Tell me, right now!" As expected, a few of them looked over at him with curious and excited eyes.
Seeing that everyone had taken the bait, the young man began to speak with fervor and assurance, telling everyone the whole process he had witnessed.
"You know what? Zhou Yun..."
This young man in the alchemist's uniform spoke eloquently and vividly. He had already shared his experience with hundreds of people and was already very familiar with it.
The few people beside him were also fascinated by the story. From time to time, they would look shocked and excited. A few female disciples even screamed as they listened, causing many people to stop and watch.
"Wow, he's so handsome!" The female disciple in green clothes covered her face as if she was thinking of something good.
The female disciple with a Daoist hairstyle beside her held her chin with her small hand and looked at Zhou Yun's figure in a daze. "Yes! It would be great if I could become cultivation companions with Senior Brother Zhou Yun!"
"Hey! I'm imagining being in the same cave as Senior Brother Zhou Yun. Why did you interrupt me?" The female disciple with two ponytails could no longer hide the redness on her cheeks as she listened to the story about Zhou Yun.
As the protagonist of the story, Zhou Yun did not hear the conversation between the few of them. He had already arrived at the Scripture Pavilion.
After he arrived at the Scriptures Depository, all the disciples hurriedly saluted him when they saw him.
"Greetings, Senior Brother Zhou Yun!"
Zhou Yun's current status was equivalent to that of an elder. Both inner and outer sect disciples had to bow to him when they saw him.
It was different from the way outer sect disciples greeted inner sect disciples.
When the disciples saw Zhou Yun, they had to put their hands together and bend their upper bodies thirty degrees to show their respect to the glory disciples.
"Well, you guys can just go do your thing! Don't mind me!"
Zhou Yun nodded his head slightly and then walked straight to the Scripture Pavilion.
Zhou Yun had just walked up the steps when Han Shuzi, who was in charge of guarding the Scripture Pavilion, came out to welcome him.
"Elder Han, why did you come out yourself?"
Just as Zhou Yun was about to bow, Han Shuzi immediately helped him up. With Zhou Yun's identity and status, he did not need to bow to him.
"Haha, you're now an influential figure in our Spirit Valley. What's wrong with me welcoming you?"
"Well, sorry to trouble you, Elder Han!"
Zhou Yun and Han Shuzi were walking side by side. They chatted as they walked as if they were friends who had not seen each other for a long time.
The disciples in the Scripture Pavilion were all dumbfounded. The only person who could make the elders of the sect treat him like this was Zhou Yun.
The disciples looked at the two people walking side by side and couldn't help but feel deep envy in their hearts.
"So, is this what a glory disciple can get?"
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