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  "Alright, Qingyun, three days later, you must take good care of Qingyi and don't let her get hurt. Qingyun, promise me one thing, okay?" Zhang Hezi's gaze turned to Lie Teng as he spoke slowly.

  "Master, Qingyun has agreed." Lie Teng said, suppressing his heartache.

  "Qingyi is a good kid, take good care of her and don't let her suffer any grievances, okay?" Changhezi said with a sigh.

  "Ah, Qing Yun will take good care of Qing Yi and won't let her suffer in the slightest." Lie Teng replied. With tears streaming down her face, Qing Yi's small face turned slightly red as she looked at the worn-out Chang He Zi with a pained expression.

  "Disciple, this matter involves the things Master has collected over the years, among which there are many good things. I hope to be able to lend a helping hand." Chang Hezi slowly pulled out a palm-sized cloth bag from his pocket, this cloth bag was different from others, emitting a faint aura, on the bag there was an exquisite lotus flower, and at the center of the refining pattern was a "Tian" character the size of a fingernail.

  "Disciple, this is the storage bag I've obtained after many years of practicing. All my belongings are inside, including my cultivation notes and how to control the puppet. Take your time to study it carefully. My puppet has been with me for too long, and when I'm gone, it will become a corpse as well. So, its corpse is also in the storage bag. If you reach the fifth layer of gathering spirit, try to refine it. As for the storage bag, just use your spiritual power to probe inside and it will open." Changhezi handed over the bag, speaking as if he were arranging his affairs before passing away.

  Lie Teng couldn't help but hear Zhang Wuji's implication, and hoarsely said: "Master, we must persevere, there are still six months left, and we will definitely be able to successfully break through."

  "Heh, maybe, I've cultivated for nearly two hundred years, and my life has no regrets. Qingyun, tell your master that if you have the chance to meet a woman named Yunlian, tell her that Changhezi has no regrets." Changhezi's voice trembled, and his eyes, which were almost closed, flashed with tears. Qingyun had already cried until she was a tearful person, with tears streaming down her face.

  "Master, there's still half a year left, there's still hope." Lie Teng said in a low voice, feeling heartache for the first time since arriving at the cultivation world.

  "Uh, Master won't give up, he won't give up. Alright, let's get ready to head to Kui Tian Peak. Master is too old and can no longer send us off, don't worry. Maybe when we come out of the secret realm, Master will already be a Jie Dan strong practitioner." Chang Hezi said with a smile, but the bitterness hidden in his laughter made Lie Teng's heart ache.

  "Go, don't waste any more time. Everything is prioritized for the big event, Master will wait for your return." Chang Hezi Cang Sang said.

  "Uh-huh." Lie Teng nodded and looked at Qing Yi, saying: "Let's go, Qing Yi. I believe Master will definitely break through, he definitely can!" Lie Teng said firmly.

  Qing Yi shook her head, crying until she was tearful, and said painfully: "Brother Qing Yun, I want to stay with Grandpa. I'm not going."

  "Yi er, the secret realm is a great place, although it's full of crises, but there are also incredible good things. Whether you can get them or not depends on luck. If you don't go, I won't recognize you as my grandson." Zhang Hezi said sternly. His voice was too loud, causing him to suddenly lose his breath and start coughing violently.

  "Grandfather..." Qing Yi hastily said.

  "Go! Go, or Grandfather will die with his eyes open." Chang Hezi said weakly.

  "Go, Qingyi, Master will break through, Master will wait for us." Lie Teng pulled Qingyi's small hand and said firmly. With a movement of his mind, the low-grade spiritual sword flew under his feet. Lie Teng pulled Qingyi to urge the spiritual sword on, and they flew down the mountain without looking back. Lie Teng was afraid, afraid that if he looked back, he wouldn't want to leave.

  "Brother Qingyun, can Grandfather break through?" Qingyi tightly grasped Lie Teng's right arm and anxiously asked.

  "Neng de, Shifu will definitely break through," Lie Teng said firmly, but in his heart, he was drumming. He didn't know either, but at this moment, Lie Teng knew that he couldn't let Qing Yi be too sad.

  This time, going to the Puppet Sect's secret realm is a place that every disciple who has reached the Gathering Spirit stage can enter. Moreover, each disciple only has one chance, which means they can only enter once in their lifetime. Due to the fact that no one in the Puppet Sect has obtained inheritance within the secret realm for nearly a thousand years, it has led to the decline of the sect's prosperity. In the past when the Puppet Sect was at its peak, even after selection, one had to meet certain qualifications to enter; now, as long as they reach Gathering Spirit, they can enter.

  The twelve main peaks of the Puppet Sect are not far apart, and Lie Teng has already reached the second layer of the Spirit Gathering with sufficient spiritual power to support flight. In less than half a time, Lie Teng brought Qing Yi to the middle peak of the Puppet Sect, also where the sect master is located: Kui Tian Peak.

  Lie Teng and Qing Yi descended onto the main road at the foot of Kui Tian Peak, not because Lie Teng couldn't hold on, but because many disciples were walking up the mountain below, with no one flying with their swords. Kui Tian Peak was the mountain where the master of the Kui Sect cultivated, and walking up the mountain was a sign of respect for the master of the Kui Sect. Lie Teng wouldn't break this rule. Along the way, Qing Yi's face looked paler than usual, she was worried about Zhang He Zi. Lie Teng didn't comfort Qing Yi, this matter needed her to resolve on her own.

  Lie Teng didn't know where they were gathering, but he knew that following the majority of his fellow disciples would get him there, so he slowly made his way up Kui Tian Peak with the others.

  When arriving at the halfway point of Gui Tian Peak, a huge empty platform that can accommodate thousands of people was already bustling with noise. Nearly a thousand disciples were gathered here, densely packed together. The number of Gui Sect disciples who had reached the Gathering Spirit stage was no less than three thousand, but most of them had entered this stage over a hundred years ago. Therefore, most of the disciples gathered here were those whose cultivation had not yet reached one hundred years, with the highest being a third-layer Gathering Spirit stage disciple.

  Liè Téng bǐ yǎn rén qún, biàn lā zhe qīng yī zǒu dào yī biān, jìng jì de děng dài. Xiāng fǎn, qīng yī fǎng fú shì dì yī cì jiàn dào rúcǐ duō rén, dà yǎn bù duàn de sǎo xiàng rén qún, lìng tā nèi xīn de shāng gǎn yě dàn qù le yī fēn.

  The secret realm is about to open, and one after another, disciples have been arriving at this place. The empty platform can no longer hold so many people. Lie Teng sees that the time has not yet arrived, so he sits down cross-legged on a stone pedestal to meditate.

  After an unknown period of time, Lie Teng, who was immersed in his cultivation, suddenly felt a strong killing intent and opened his eyes to find three black-clad disciples staring at Qing Yi with sneers on their faces. One of the disciples laughed and said: "What a lovely little junior sister, hehe, which mountain is she from? Maybe let me take care of her for a while, and after that, she'll be even more charming than Qing Di junior sister."

  "Haha, Brother Qingxu has taken a liking to this little sister? I don't know how many sisters have fallen into his hands already. Why not give this little sister to me?" Another man also started teasing.

  Her fists were clenched tightly in her blue clothes, her face was flushed with anger, and her eyes were filled with a sense of outrage.

  "Get out!" Lie Teng Meng suddenly stood up, summoning the Ling Sword from the storage bag at his waist, pointing it at these three disciples, his eyes extremely cold and dark, his face iron-gray.

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