vol 3 start.
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In the blink of an eye, 10 days had flown by, and Yang Wei spent that time cultivating with the beast cores he had.
So far, he hadn't done any personal spirit root cultivation because he needed specialized meridians for his breakthrough, and he hadn't gained access to them yet.
However, his training with Li Meixiu in the Dimensional Osmanthus World hadn't stopped. He'd trained there vigorously for a little over a month, which was roughly equivalent to five days in the actual world. Currently, he was slowly perfecting the second and third forms of the Six Foundational Steps of the Black Tortoise.
His grasp of the first form, the Serpent's Coil Stance, was now beyond perfection.
Yang Wei hadn't accessed the Celestial Serpent-Dragon Ascendancy Codex yet, but only because he was on White Serpent Sect grounds. He didn't want to risk using it there, so he preferred to practice it back in the Dragon Blossom Sect. Now, the most important thing for him wasn't just cultivating to reach the pinnacle of all his current disciplines.
He was also focused on ensuring that everything would go smoothly with the peace talks scheduled to start that day.
Out of the 1,300 women in the White Serpent Sect, 150 were being taken into what most could only call "enemy territory".
Of the four chief elders, only Sun Yurong and Gu Yen had made sure that the disciples of the White Serpent Sect were well-educated on what they were going to do there. They hadn't told them the real truth about why they were going, instead, they simply said it was kind of a field trip for a new sect like them to learn from more prestigious and capable sects like the Dragon Blossom Sect.
Never would they have thought it was possible for them to associate with an upper-class sect, but the only reason this was even possible was because Sun Yurong had managed to convince the matriarchs using Bai Suzhen as a key factor, while Liu Yan spoke with the peak chiefs and matriarchs and convinced them to call for a peace talk.
Still, the more enlightened people of both sects knew that this diplomatic talk could end in bloodshed simply because of one individual...
Matriarch Liáng Xīnyuè, the Dragon Blossom Star.
"How far is this sect anyway?"
"Yeah, I feel like we've been flying for hours..."
"We should've just used the Serpent Transportation Array!"
"That'd be deadly for some of us with weaker cultivation bases.."
Most of the female disciples were already getting impatient.
They traveled across the Linwu Kingdom on the Lotus Blossom Ark.
Most of them were a bit confused why they had this mode of transport instead of something serpent-themed, but it turned out that Matriarch Fangblade and Dragon Star were the ones behind its creation, and they both had equal rights to use it.
This transportation was a massive lotus flower that, when its petals unfurled, revealed a spacious interior protected by powerful enchantments.
Currently, it was floating high in the skies, guided by the sect's spiritual energy.
As the female disciples chatted amongst themselves, Yang Wei sat alone in a lotus position, in his now "usual" female form.
Suddenly, Deng Rulan and Hu Meizhen approached him.
Yang Wei's words shocked everyone, feeling more like a violation than an insult.
"Did she really just say that?!"
"She must be courting death!"
"To think she would dare call a man's name in our sect, especially one as hated as that arrogant bastard called Yang Wei!"
"I heard he molested Senior Sister Meizhen!"
"Shhhh! Don't let them hear you!"
Deng Rulan sighed and counted down, "Three, two, one..."
Veins bulged on Hu Meizhen's furious, burning red face as she shouted, "HOW DARE YOU?!"
Then, she thrust her right claw forward, and the aura of a huge black cobra shot toward Yang Wei almost instantly.
"That's the Fang Peak Killing Arts!"
"Mingyu is done for now!"
"This will be brutal!"
"Hm?" Yang Wei spotted the fast-moving attack from the corner of his eye.
Just when everyone thought the attack would hit him, he used the Dragon Blossom Four Steps to swiftly evade the cobra aura projection. To add his own twist, he incorporated the Resilient Rotation from the Eight Progressive Steps of the Tortoise Sovereign's Kata, making his dodges even smoother. Then, he lunged straight for Hu Meizhen with lightning speed, faster than Deng Rulan could follow.
His movements created a gust of wind, like a tempest blowing through the area.
"Such speed!"
The disciples were shook.
Before he could deliver the decapitating blow, a loud voice boomed.
"ENOUGH!!"
The sheer spiritual pressure from the voice caused disciples with lesser cultivation bases to fall to their knees.
Yang Wei paused, his hand chop inches away from Hu Meizhen, who was now drenched in cold sweat.
How was she able too... Deng Rulan stood there in shock.
Hu Meizhen on the other hand, was too paralyzed with fear to think.
Everyone else looked up to locate the source of the explodingly loud voice, and they spotted all three of the four chief elders gracefully hovering on their swords above the crowd.