I Can Fix My Talent in Hundred Lives-Chapter 265 - 215: Return to Chu Country Again (Part 2)

He did not rush to continue his journey but instead spread the power of his Nascent Soul level Divine Soul wide like an invisible giant net, enveloping a thousand-mile radius.

The flow of the breeze, the subtle undulations of the underground spirit veins... everything clearly reflected in his sea of consciousness.

He traveled leisurely through the void, his pace slow, yet he maintained absolute perception of his surroundings—searching for a suitable place to form an array.

About an hour later, a range of mountains appeared in his sea of consciousness, precisely the Qinghua Mountain Range.

Back when Chen Sheng cultivated in the Qinghua Sect, he only felt that this mountain range was grand and imposing, with the main peak where the sect was located towering into the clouds, evoking reverence.

But now from the perspective of a Nascent Soul True Monarch, this mountain range appeared "truly small."

The main peak was only tens of thousands of zhang high, and the best spirit vein within the mountain range was merely Tier Three, not even comparable to Nine Cloud Peak. The passage of time and advancements in his cultivation had rendered his view of the world unrecognizable from the past.

Chen Sheng’s Divine Sense trickled like a fine stream, slowly permeating toward the main peak where Qinghua Sect was located.

He did not deliberately hide his aura, yet he did not alarm anyone either. The power of a Nascent Soul Cultivator’s Divine Soul was inherently exquisite, and as a Tier Four Array Dao Grandmaster, the Qinghua Sect’s Mountain Protection Array was no mystery to him.

His Divine Sense merged seamlessly into the array patterns, following the grand array’s operational trajectory, silently entering the sect’s interior without any hindrance.

The sights within the sect came into his sea of consciousness one by one: disciples diligently practicing sword refining in the Martial Arts Arena, apprentices cautiously selecting spiritual materials in the Alchemy Room, elders debating spirit vein allocations in the Assembly Hall...

Everything was similar to the past, yet tinged with an unfamiliarity.

The familiar faces of those days had long been replaced by new disciples, and even the sect’s Mountain Protection Array now had several new array patterns added compared to the past.

Chen Sheng’s Divine Sense continued to delve deeper, soon reaching the core area of Qinghua Sect—the entrance to the Secret Realm.

This Secret Realm entrance was accessible only to the Master Sect Leader in those days, but now under Chen Sheng’s Divine Sense, it laid bare.

The interior of the Secret Realm was even more mysterious than he remembered, concealing at its depths a clandestine graveyard with faint blood-colored array patterns emitting a dense sinister aura.

"Hmm?"

A stirring arose in Chen Sheng’s heart, his Divine Sense focusing on the graveyard. Within the stone coffins lay over a dozen stiff forms of "blood corpses"!

These blood corpses were encircled by a Tier Three chilling aura, their skin a dark purple hue, with black, venomous nails, evidently refined through special methods into combat puppets.

Among them, two blood corpses had faces that caused Chen Sheng’s Divine Sense to hesitate slightly—astonishingly, they were the seventeenth Master Sect Leader Hua Taixuan and the eighteenth Master Sect Leader Hua Xiu of Qinghua Sect from those days!

Hua Taixuan had worked alongside him for over a century, and Hua Xiu was his offspring... unexpectedly, both had been refined into blood corpses after death.

"To think they still had such trump cards, the Hua clan truly made full use of everything!"

Chen Sheng mused inwardly, his tone carrying a complex note. He didn’t linger much longer, until his Divine Sense swept over the back of Pill Furnace Peak, uncovering another burial ground.

These graves had no stone coffins, only white jade tombstones, inscribed with epitaphs recording the names and life stories of the deceased.

Chen Sheng’s Divine Sense scanned across the tombstones, familiar names flooding his mind:

Wu Lingshuang: Master of the Thirty-fourth Generation Pill Furnace Peak, Master Fake Pill, wife of Chen Sheng the Ancestor. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Wu Guang, Li Yang, Hua Xun... each name corresponded to a sealed memory, all were acquaintances from that era.

Chen Sheng’s Divine Sense lingered on the tombstones for a moment, with a faint feeling of lament in his heart, those acquaintances had turned into a handful of yellow soil, leaving only cold tombstones behind.

Suddenly, his Divine Sense stopped on two adjacent tombstones, the one on the left prominently chiseled with the words "Chen Sheng," with an epitaph stating "Master of the Thirty-third Generation Pill Furnace Peak, Tier Three Middle Grade Alchemy Grandmaster."

It was his own cenotaph!

After Chen Sheng left Qinghua Sect back then, due to his delayed return, the soul lamp within the sect eventually extinguished, resulting in this cenotaph being erected for him.

The tombstone on the right was smaller, engraved with the name "Chen Yuquan," with a simple epitaph: "Son of Chen Sheng the Ancestor!"

Above the graveyard, a silhouette slowly emerged from the void.

Chen Sheng lowered his eyes slightly, a subtle sense of melancholy arising in his heart. Without much to say, he stood quietly before the tombstones for a while, as a tribute to his old friends.

Once his emotions settled, void spiritual light emanated around him once again, and with a flicker, he vanished into the tomb forest as if dissolving into the air.

In the next instant, above Pill Furnace Peak, minute ripples appeared in the void as Chen Sheng’s form silently materialized, his gaze falling on a cavern hidden within an array midway up the peak.

It was precisely the "Danxin Cave Mansion" where he had briefly resided during his cultivation days at Qinghua Sect.

The cave mansion’s external array had now been replaced with a new Tier Three Protection Array, with array patterns flowing, emitting a faint wood spiritual light, clearly re-constructed by the current cave mansion owner.

Without disturbing anyone, Chen Sheng’s figure melded into the void again, silently passing through the protective array like traversing a water curtain, entering the interior of Danxin Cave Mansion.

The cave mansion’s furnishing was simple yet elegant, with a Tier Three Purple Copper Pill Furnace placed centrally, its surface densely etched with pill patterns. To the left, a wooden rack neatly held dozens of jade bottles, each containing elixir pills of different grades.

On the right, a green-robed cultivator sat cross-legged on a meditation mat, eyes closed, surrounded by a faint aura of spiritual qi—the current master of Danxin Cave Mansion, Qinghua Sect’s Pill Furnace Peak Hall Master, Master Wu Xiaoyu.