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  Soon, Lie Teng arrived at the halfway up the mountain where the Cang Qi Pavilion was located, but instead of going to the Cang Qi Pavilion, he stopped on the road that must be taken to get there. He waited for the disciples who were taking out the lower-grade spirit stones from the Cang Qi Pavilion. To be on the safe side, Lie Teng tore off a piece of cloth from his body and covered his face with it.

  About half a time later, a grey-clothed disciple held a low-grade spiritual sword in his hand and grasped a piece of spiritual stone with his right hand, stroking the low-grade spiritual sword with joy all over his face.

  Lieteng's gaze flashed, his spiritual awareness spread out, and he found that there was no one within a 200-meter radius. He involuntarily raised his sword into the air, gazing at the approaching disciple. After Lieteng's spiritual power reached half of Danhai, his spiritual awareness also extended from 100 meters to 200 meters.

  "This junior brother, I urgently need some spirit stones. Would you be willing to spare some for your senior brother?" Lieteng's deep voice startled the disciple who was still engrossed in examining the spiritual instrument. Looking at Lieteng whose appearance was obscured by a grey cloth, the disciple hastily put away the spirit stone into his pocket and held onto his spirit sword, staring at Lieteng with an expression that seemed to say he would fight to the death if Lieteng tried to take his things by force.

  "What are you going to do? I still have use for this low-grade spirit stone, go borrow from someone else." The disciple's eyes darted nervously at Lie Tong, his heart racing with anxiety.

  "Oh? So you won't lend it to me, little brother?" Lie Teng sneered, jumping off the Ling Sword and controlling its momentum with a thought as he slashed towards the disciple.

  "Ah... wait, brother, let's talk this out. I'll give you the spirit stone." This disciple was startled and looked at the sword that had suddenly appeared in front of him. As the saying goes, "A good man doesn't take advantage of someone in a difficult situation." This brother must be a high-ranking master who has reached the second layer of the Gathering Spirit stage if he can wield his sword like this, thought the disciple to himself.

  Lie Teng's face, covered with a gray cloth, revealed a hint of a smile as he accepted the low-grade spirit stone from his junior brother and said seriously: "Junior brother, I owe you one low-grade spirit stone. One day, I will return it."

  The brother's face was flushed with excitement, and he hastily ran down the mountain. His hands tightly grasped the low-grade spiritual sword, fearing that Lie Teng would snatch it away from him. In his heart, he cursed: "Return it to me? Return it to me and still cover my face? Alright, I admit defeat."

  He carefully put the low-grade spirit stone into his pocket, and Lie Teng's divine consciousness spread out. He felt a little anxious in his heart. According to his current cultivation level, he needed two low-grade spirit stones to fill up the Danhai, and then he could impact the second layer. Now that he had obtained one, he still needed another one. But this disciple had already run down the mountain, and if he let him bring people up, it would be a bit troublesome.

  Just as Lie Tong was getting anxious, a disciple holding a sword in his left hand and a spiritual stone in his right hand walked over, humming a little tune. To Lie Tong's surprise, this person turned out to be Qing Wei. Unexpectedly, he had also broken through to the Gathering Spirit stage. Adding to their past grudges, Lie Tong sneered inwardly, coldly staring at Qing Wei and growling: "This junior brother, hand over the low-grade spiritual stone that I've set my eyes on, or else you won't be able to avoid physical suffering." Lie Tong's voice had changed slightly, making it impossible for Qing Wei to recognize him.

  Humming a little tune, Qing Wei looked at Lie Teng, who was stepping on the Ling Jian sword, and his face changed, his eyebrows inverted, and his small eyes almost bulged out as he shouted: "Do you know who I am? My brother is..." Before he could finish speaking, the Ling Jian sword under Lie Teng's feet suddenly flew out quickly, slashing towards Qing Wei.

  "Wait! Brother, this low-grade spirit stone is a token of my respect, please don't get angry." Qing Kui's face, which was previously full of arrogance, changed when he saw Lie Teng's flying sword approaching, and his tone became humble. He quickly threw out the low-grade spirit stone, and after Lie Teng accepted it, nodded in satisfaction. Qing Kui glanced at Lie Teng with a hint of flirtation, then hastily ran down the mountain. Just as Qing Kui was about to disappear from view, his voice echoed back: "You little brat, daring to rob me, Qing Kui's spirit stone! When I've finished my cultivation, I'll make sure to take it all back!"

  "Has your cultivation reached completion? I had already broken through the first layer long ago." Lie Teng sneered, putting away the low-grade spirit stone and hastily flying towards the small courtyard.

  Returning to the small courtyard, Lie Teng's divine sense spread out and didn't discover anyone following him, so he let out a breath of relief and entered the room to cross his legs and cultivate.

  Lieteng didn't know that the gray-clothed man's specialty of stealing low-grade spirit stones from newly promoted disciples was all the rage in the Kezong Sect. As a result, every new disciple who went to the Cangqi Pavilion had to bring several fellow disciples along. After this wave of thefts passed, each of the twelve main peaks spread rumors that during the next theft, the thief would be wearing a gray cloth over their face. Lieteng didn't realize he was starting a trend, and this continued for a long time until it finally alarmed the higher-ups in the Kezong Sect. They announced that whoever was behind the thefts would be expelled from the sect, which finally put an end to it. However, one thing is certain - among them must have been Qingkui. This is a story for later, so let's stop here for now.

  Liè Téng placed two inferior spirit stones in the center of his palms and began to absorb the spiritual energy contained within. The spiritual power in his dantian was only half full, and Liè Téng speculated that he would need to fill it completely before he could attempt to break through to the second layer of Jī Líng.

  Crazy absorption of the spiritual stone, Lie Teng had almost used a year to absorb the spiritual energy from two low-grade spiritual stones. After feeling the spiritual stone turn into powder, Lie Teng looked inward and found that his Dan Sea was already full of spiritual power. This made Lie Teng puzzled as to why he still hadn't broken through the first layer. Just as Lie Teng was thinking about how to break through, a teasing voice came from outside the small courtyard. Lie Teng's consciousness stirred, his face turned iron-green, and he hastily got out of bed, taking the low-grade spiritual sword and walking out of the room.

  "Hmm... didn't expect the trash to be hiding a treasure." A young man in black clothes stared at a girl about four feet tall with a mischievous grin. Lieteng, who had just walked out of the door, was furious and threw his low-grade spirit sword directly at the black-clad man's head. This black-clad man was Qinggui, and the girl was Qingyi. However, compared to a year and a half ago, Qingyi's height had increased significantly, her big eyes were very spirited, her skin was as white as snow, and her hair fell on her shoulders, making her a beautiful young woman.

  At this time, Qingyi glared at Qingkuai with anger in her eyes, and upon hearing the sound of the door opening, both Qingyi and Qingkuai turned their heads to look at Lie Teng. Qingkuai took a step back, startled, and shouted angrily: "You good-for-nothing, how dare you hurt me?"

  Qing Qian's eyes blazed with anger as he charged forward, his spiritual sword flashing towards Lie Teng. This time, Qing Qian had not come to find out who had caused the great calamity that befell him in the past, but rather because Lie Teng had once grasped his throat, leaving a deep-seated hatred in his heart. Now that his cultivation had reached the mid-stage of Gathering Spirit, he had come to seek revenge against Lie Teng.

  "Brother Qingyun." The man in green saw Lie Teng's surprised soft cry and hastily ran to one side.

  Lie Teng considered only Qing Yi as a friend in the cultivation world. Although Qing Yi was still young, her innocent and kind heart, as well as her dependence on Lie Teng, made him feel protective of her, vaguely treating her like his own younger sister. Seeing Qing Wei dare to flirt with Qing Yi at this moment ignited Lie Teng's anger. Without saying another word, he wanted to take Qing Wei's life.

  After narrowly avoiding Lieteng's fatal blow, Qingkuo was furious. He thought back to when he was still in the Lingqi period and how Lieteng had bullied him. Now, Lieteng actually wanted to kill him, which made Qingkuo's hatred for Lieteng reach its limit. Qingkuo controlled his spirit sword to continuously attack Lieteng. Lieteng snorted coldly and took a step forward, rapidly closing in on Qingkuo. Qingkuo was originally just a mediocre cultivator, but after being robbed of the Ling stone by Lieteng, he shamelessly asked Qingfeng for one. After absorbing a low-grade Ling stone for a year and a half, Qingkuo thought he had the strength to take revenge, so he ran to Lieteng's small courtyard. However, his control over the spirit sword was not as skilled as Lieteng's. When his mind was focused on the spirit sword, Lieteng suddenly closed in, startling him, and he hastily used the spirit sword to attack Lieteng from behind.

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