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  Lie Teng glanced at the room where Qing Yi was, his divine sense discovered that Qing Yi was cultivating and didn't disturb him. Following Qing Yun's memory, he left the small courtyard and came to this strange sect for more than two years. This was Lie Teng's first time leaving the small courtyard.

  Because Qingyun's small courtyard was at the foot of Kui Zhenfeng Mountain, there were also many small courtyards around it. Since the disciples of Kui Sect were not many, and each of the twelve main peaks had less than a thousand disciples, they didn't need to crowd together. Lie Teng walked out for hundreds of meters and saw many disciples sitting in meditation in their small courtyards, but none of them had yet broken through to the Gathering Spirit stage.

  After walking for nearly half an hour, Lie Teng arrived at the main road of Kui Zhen Peak. Looking at the winding road that resembled a giant dragon coiled around the hundred-meter-high mountain peak, Lie Teng hesitated, wondering where to obtain a low-grade spiritual artifact.

  "Hmm... useless trash, not dead yet? Truly unkillable, last time was beaten by Qing Feng Shixiong like that but still didn't die, really admirable." Just as Lie Teng was searching for Qing Yun's memories, a mocking voice came from behind him. Lie Teng's face slightly chilled, turned his head to see a young man wearing blue clothes, about twenty years old, with an ordinary appearance but giving off a sly and cunning aura, looking at him disdainfully.

  Lieteng's eyebrows slightly furrowed as he retrieved the memory from Qingyun, this person was named Qingkuai, still in the midst of bitterly striking the Danhai Gate's small disciples. This person had a lot of influence, with his mouth always hanging on to say that he was Qingfeng's distant cousin from afar, as if afraid that no one would know. Usually, Qingyun generally didn't bother to pay attention, thinking of this, Lieteng said in a low voice: "Qingkuai, where can I obtain a lower-grade spiritual instrument?"

  "Trash, didn't Qingfeng brother-in-law smash your brain or something? Haha, you still want to go get a low-grade spiritual artifact?" Qingxi heard Lie Teng's words and was taken aback at first, then burst out laughing with ridicule.

  Lieteng's gaze slightly condensed, his body quickly walked towards Qingkuai, and at the moment when Qingkuai was stunned, he grasped Qingkuai's neck with one hand, coldly saying: "I ask you where, if you say another word, die!!" Lieteng's spiritual power surged into Qingkuai's neck.

  His face turned bright red, his eyes almost bulging out, staring at Lie Tong in utter disbelief. He couldn't believe that this waste material actually dared to lay hands on him. His body struggled violently for a moment, but found that Lie Tong's hand was like steel, making it impossible for him to move. Moreover, the more he didn't move, the deeper the stinging pain became.

  "Okay, okay... I said, let me go." Qing Wei was still unresponsive for a moment, wondering what kind of medicine this waste was taking, but he knew that if things continued like this, he would suffocate to death.

  Lieteng released his right hand, Qingkui's soft seat fell to the ground, full of horror, looking at Lieteng and said: "Abandoned...Qingyun, reached the gathering spirit period?"

  Lie Teng stared at Qing Kui, his voice cold and menacing: "Say one more word."

  "On the halfway up to Kuizhen Peak, you can see it by following the main road." Lie Teng didn't respond, but Qing Kui sensed the spiritual energy from before and guessed that Lie Teng had already reached the Gathering Spirit stage. His heart trembled as he hastily said, "At the Gathering Spirit stage, one has complete control over their spiritual energy; killing him would be as easy as turning one's hand."

  Lieteng let out a cold hum and walked along the main road towards the upper part.

  He knelt down on the ground, took a deep breath, his eyes first filled with pain, then turned into a venomous stare at Lie Teng. His fists were clenched tightly, and suddenly he let out a faint, sinister smile. In his heart, he thought: "Hmph, even if you've reached the Gathering Spirit stage, what can you do? Qing Feng is a master of the second layer of Gathering Spirit, killing you would be easy. Even if I don't kill you, I'll make you lie in bed for several months."

  Lie Teng hurried along the main road, his footsteps quickening as he walked upwards. Along the way, he encountered many disciples, none of whom looked at him with anything but mocking gazes. Lie Teng sneered inwardly, thinking that with their level of cultivation, they dared to mock others. Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks and gazed up at the sky. Five young men and women were flying towards him on swords, laughing and chatting as they came. Their feet trod upon five-foot-long flying swords, their movements bold and free. Lie Teng's eyes flickered with excitement as he thought to himself: "One day, I'll be able to fly on a sword too, and it won't be long." He planned to learn how to fly on a sword as soon as he obtained the lower-grade spiritual artifact.

  "Huh, isn't that Qing Yun's dark cloud?" A clear and melodious voice rang out, a woman in yellow clothes looked at Lie Teng below with an astonished gaze. Upon hearing the yellow-clad woman's exclamation, the five people turned their eyes to look at Lie Teng below.

  A woman in white clothes stared at a woman in yellow clothes and said, "Qing Yu, don't talk nonsense."

  Lie Teng had already reached the point where Qing Ling could hear clearly, and upon hearing the words "Qing Die", Lie Teng lifted his head and looked up at the sky. He wondered what kind of woman could make Qing Yun's soul so infatuated. Although he was looking up from a low angle, the white-clothed woman's face was still deeply imprinted in Lie Teng's eyes. Even with his former identity as a prince, he couldn't help but secretly admire that Qing Die had the qualifications to make Qing Yun's soul so infatuated.

  Her raven-black hair was piled high on her head, revealing a delicate white jade complexion. Her skin was as fragile as it could be broken with a snap of the fingers, and her nose was high and straight. Her bright red lips were like cherry blossoms, and she wore snow-white clothes that accentuated her noble bearing. She looked like a celestial being who had descended into the mortal world. However, Lie Teng only took one glance at her before withdrawing his gaze. In the past, when he had encountered Flowing Cicada, he had been entranced for only a few moments before coming back to himself. As for Qing Die, although she was stunningly beautiful, she lacked a hint of seductiveness compared to Flowing Cicada. A single smile from Flowing Cicada could enthrall the nobles and officials of the imperial city, demonstrating her extraordinary charm.

  "The Green Disciple Sister saw that Green Cloud didn't even glance at her, probably because she was intimidated by Green Peak's Brother." The woman in yellow clothes said with a giggle.

  Lie Teng's face stiffened slightly, and he quickened his pace upwards. As for what happened before, that was all in the past. For now, as long as they didn't provoke him, everything would be over. But if they did provoke him, he would stop at nothing! Lie Teng gradually came to understand that cultivation was ruthless. This Qing Yun might have been a bit of a waste, but as a fellow disciple and senior brother, he had almost beaten him to death, showing that even among fellow disciples, there wasn't much affection.

  She faintly averted her gaze from Qing Yun's intense figure, then withdrew her line of sight, letting out a sigh of relief. The entanglement with Qing Yun was really making her feel disgusted. At this moment, it would be best if Qing Yun didn't get entangled with her again.

  Half a time later, Lie Teng arrived at the middle of the mountain, looking at a tall and grand pavilion in front of him. Two young men in black clothes sat cross-legged at the entrance of the pavilion, with three large characters "Cang Qi Ge" hanging high above the pavilion.

  "It should be around here." Lie Teng thought to himself as he walked forward. Sensing Lie Teng's footsteps, the two black-clad youths opened their eyes and gazed at him with piercing stares. The man on the left glared at Lie Teng and growled, "Qing Yun, this is a sacred place of our sect. Leave quickly, or don't blame me for being rude." Both men had disdain in their eyes, as Qing Yun's reputation as a useless waste was well-known among the young disciples of the twelve peaks of the Gui Sect.

  Lieteng's gaze turned cold, and he clasped his fists in respect: "Two senior brothers, Qingyun has reached the Spirit Gathering stage, and I have come to receive a low-grade spirit artifact."

  At this time, several young men and women walked out of the Cangqi Pavilion, laughing and chatting. They were the five people from Qingdi before. The five saw that Lie Teng was full of astonishment at the door.

  "Huh? Has Qingyun also reached the Congregation Period?" The woman in yellow clothes looked at Lie Teng and measured him.

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