Chapter 113: Am I Still Not Qualified to Become the Next Sect Master?

Immediately, Meng Changqing withdrew his gaze.

Looking at the bottle of medicine in his hand, it was indeed like a pillow when drowsiness comes. With this treasure pill, breaking through became a sure thing.

Although his own resources should be sufficient, it was only an assumption, and it was a bit of a stretch.

But with this treasure pill, there would be no worries at all.

Moreover, with the medicinal power of the treasure pill, he could also cultivate to the third level of the Dao Creation Realm later.

“Elder of the Hidden Martial Pavilion said that the sect doesn’t neglect me, but has high expectations.” Meng Changqing recalled Yun Bujue’s words just now, feeling puzzled.

If the expectations are high, why neglect at all?

This itself seems somewhat contradictory.

“Forget it, whatever.”

The thinking of the higher-ups was difficult to understand, anyway, it’s not something he could figure out now. It’s better to focus on cultivation and follow the right path.

Half an hour later.

Rested.

His state was also adjusted to its peak.

Meng Changqing sat cross-legged and directly swallowed the Purple Spirit Essence Pill.

He began to break through.

With his inner vision, the sea of elixirs was already vast, indicating that he had reached the limit of the Sea Cleaving Realm.

Next, he would transform all his true qi into true essence.

This was the essence of strength improvement.

One must have a high comprehension of elixirs and true qi to achieve this!

Hu!

The moment his thoughts fell, the originally calm elixir sea seemed to perceive something, and suddenly surged with monstrous waves.



The Main Peak.

The most mysterious peak among the seven veins of the Tai Xuan Sect.

This situation didn’t just start a hundred years ago, in fact, it has always been like this.

It’s just that it became more serious a hundred years ago.

Basically, no disciples were accepted anymore.

Even if they were accepted, they were brought back by the Sect Master from outside.

It had nothing to do with the normal promotion of sect disciples.

On the Main Peak, there were many halls, but they were basically vacant.

Some say that there might only be two people on the Main Peak.

One was the Sect Master.

The other is Han Luoyu.

Main Hall of the Sect Master.

The most solemn, magnificent, and tallest building in the entire sect.

It gave a feeling of a heavenly palace.

At this moment, in the main hall, a young man was kneeling on the ground.

When the first ray of light fell on spirit peak, Meng Changqing also slowly opened his eyes.

Boom!

The ground around him collapsed, as if unable to withstand his aura.

There was a golden light flowing deep in his eyes.

The pressure of his whole person rose to a terrifying height!

Dao Creation Realm!

After a day and night of cultivation, Meng Changqing finally broke through to this level.

Normally, with his aptitude and comprehension, it shouldn’t have taken this long.

Mainly because his true qi volume far exceeded that of ordinary people.

Plus, the original sea pill.

That’s a total of eleven ‘sea pills’!

The amount of transformation was huge.

Fortunately, there was the Purple Spirit Essence Pill, otherwise it would have taken several days.

“First stage of the Dao Creation Realm!” Meng Changqing stood up.

Taking a deep breath, a faint smile appeared on his face.

He had finally stepped into this realm.

True qi transformed into true essence, and his strength increased greatly!

Don’t underestimate him just because he has just entered the Dao Creation Realm. Once he uses the “Linglong Daluo Tian”, the quality of his true essence will be close to the peak of the Dao Creation Realm.

It’s just that the amplification time was relatively short and cannot be maintained permanently.

But during this stick of incense, it’s enough for him to defeat or even kill his opponents!

“So this is true essence.”

Meng Changqing looked inside his sea pill.

He saw that the sea pill had truly turned into a sea, with golden ‘sea water’ surging everywhere, emitting a strong aura!

It seemed that every drop was extremely heavy.

Once it fell, it would be enough to pierce the earth.

Of course, this was an exaggeration.

But the feeling it gave was like this.

Withdrawing his mind, Meng Changqing stretched his body.

Although the results of cultivation were pleasing, the process was indeed boring.

It’s just that he had a firm will and was accustomed to hard cultivation.

If it were an ordinary person, they would have left to distract themselves long ago.

“Now that I have reached the Dao Creation Realm, should I go to Elder of the Hidden Martial Pavilion first?” Meng Changqing converged his aura, becoming calm and unremarkable.

“Or should I go to the Punishment Peak first? Otherwise, when asked later, it would be hard to explain the issue of sword intent.”

Meng Changqing thought for a moment and made a decision.

Anyway, going to Elder of the Hidden Martial Pavilion was just to meet those top geniuses of the sect.

It’s not something urgent.

With this in mind, Meng Changqing transformed into a sword light and soared into the sky, heading towards the Punishment Peak.

It’s unknown how many demon cultivators were imprisoned there.