Chapter 132 Keep a Low Profile

"Your cultivation is too low," Qin Baiqing stopped, her clear eyes fell on Xingzhi, and she said bluntly: "Practicing step by step will be very slow, and many people will die on the way. Will you die too?"

"Isn't this normal?" Yukie didn't understand how she jumped to this step.

But she still followed Qin Baiqing's meaning and said, "From the first day I embarked on the road of cultivation, I knew that I would die one day. Maybe I would die in battle, or it could be an unexpected disaster, but in any case, it is too common. This is how death in the world of cultivation works."

Some are lighter than a feather, while others are heavier than Mount Tai. There are only a few Mount Tais, but countless feathers disappear silently every day.

"On the road to enlightenment, if you are afraid of death, you have already lost from the beginning." She smiled indifferently and continued to organize the magic weapons that Qin Baiqing had thrown out.

"No, I don't want you to die." Qin Baiqing took two steps forward, her figure facing away from the scorching sun shining in from outside the hall, her dark figure hidden in the shadows. She lowered her head and looked down at Xingzhi, who was sitting on the ground and slowly arranging her magic weapon, looked extremely small, and her whole body was shrouded in Qin Baiqing's long shadow.

Her dark eyes scrutinized Yukie's indifference inch by inch, and finally she realized with frustration that this was indeed what she was thinking. After a moment of silence, she continued:
"I can use elixirs to help you advance to the Divine Transformation stage easily. This level of cultivation is enough for you to protect yourself, but the accumulation of elixirs comes at a price. It will only make your foundation loose, and it will be difficult for you to make any further progress. Do you want it?"

Yukie finally stopped what she was doing.

Her expression was gloomy and unclear. She raised her head after a long while, but the pensive look on her face had not yet faded.

"God transformation... a realm that many people dream of."

"But I need to think about it." Yukiji still couldn't make up her mind. She just shook her head calmly and said, "I'll tell you when I've made up my mind."

"You can think about it slowly," she jumped out of the door, her clear voice returning to excitement, and after shouting Feng Budu, she rushed straight towards the direction of Qingyun Sect.

……

"Are you going to see the ancestor of Qingyun?" Feng Budu followed her into Qingyun with familiarity. After learning the purpose of her trip, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Qin Baiqing with a subtle look.

She didn't notice Feng Budu's weirdness, and continued to calmly shuttle through Qingyun Mountain. She said calmly without turning her head: "I forgot to tell you, this is my father, and my previous name was fake."

"……I know."

"You know my father?" She gave Feng Budu a strange look and said thoughtfully, "It shouldn't be like this. I hid it very well."

"I said I know your name is fake." He straightened Qin Baiqing's head and said speechlessly: "Look at the road. Also, who named their child Heiyu."

But he said nothing about the life stories of Qin Baiqing and Qin Feiyu, and sighed silently, keeping it a secret.

"Ping Haoran!" Qin Baiqing had just flown to Wuxia Peak, and before she even landed, she waved and shouted, "I'm here to play with you, where are you?"

"Here I come, Xiao Zu finally remembered me."

The flawless peak flashed with light, and the barrier opened and closed automatically. Ping Haoran's figure soon appeared in front of Qin Baiqing. He smiled so much that his eyes narrowed into slits, and he wished he could worship Qin Baiqing.

"Hurry, go to Mingyue Peak to find Zuo Fanyu to ask for the snacks that the little ancestor likes to eat. Get more fresh spiritual fruits. Children need to grow... Is the little ancestor coming to play by himself today or is he looking for me for Xinghai Sect?" He asked happily again.

"Hmm...neither." Qin Baiqing walked with his hands behind his back on the Qingyun Sect's Headmaster Peak, as if he were in an empty space, and said in a crisp voice: "Where is your ancestor? I came to play with him."

She stepped into the hall, and Feng Budu and Ping Haoran, who were following behind her, exchanged glances. The next moment, Ping Haoran withdrew his gaze, and his attentive smile disappeared in an instant. He just nodded slightly, without any of the kindness and friendliness he showed towards Qin Baiqing.

"Fellow Daoist Feng," he said calmly. "Well, I'll escort the Sect Leader here." Feng Budu spoke in a normal tone, following behind Qin Baiqing without saying anything more.

Qin Baiqing couldn't wait to urge: "Where is he? Take me to see him."

"The old master is in seclusion in the back mountain. I will take the young master there right away." Ping Haoran waved his hand and told his disciples, "It's a good opportunity to entertain Fellow Daoist Feng. I will take the young master there."

After saying that, he took Qin Baiqing away with a smile and headed straight for the back mountain.

From a distance, Qin Baiqing saw a familiar figure guarding the cave. She leaned over and squinted her eyes to think for a while, then exclaimed at the full-throated Li Ziwen, and then jumped down to greet him: "Li Ziwen, why are you here? Are you guarding the door?"

She poked her head out and tried to take a peek at what was going on inside the cave.

"I am the guardian of the ancestor." He stood still like a mountain, but when Qin Baiqing came, he put away the sharp sword energy and said in a gentle voice: "But the ancestor has told you that you can come in anytime when you come."

After saying this, he made way for Qin Baiqing and carefully guarded her as she passed through the barrier.

"Protector? So he's really injured!" Qin Baiqing's worries all along the way became reality. She opened her mouth in disbelief and asked anxiously, "How did he get injured? Is it serious?"

Will I die?

"Don't panic, little ancestor." Li Ziwen realized that he seemed to have frightened the child, but he didn't know how to comfort him, so he could only say dryly: "The old ancestor was ambushed by bandits and had to go into seclusion to recuperate... You will know the specific situation after you go in and take a look."

"Hey!"

"He was actually injured. Ping Haoran didn't come here to trick me and scare me!"

Qin Baiqing was so anxious that she was running around. In the last moment before her figure disappeared into the barrier, she did not forget to glare at Ping Haoran. Her eyes directly suspected that it was because of his bad mouth that Qin Feiyu was injured!
Mother has never been hurt, why is father so weak!
After her figure completely disappeared, Ping Haoran withdrew his helpless look. He felt sorry for Qin Baiqing and was worried about Qin Feiyu's current situation.

He said to himself, "How many people in the world can hurt the ancestor now?"

"Very few." Li Ziwen shook his head in a deep voice.

That's why they are even more worried.

"The ancestor has already reached the Mahayana stage, but he was attacked and had to retreat to recuperate. Who could have such ability?"

The more they thought about it, the more they felt they dared not to ponder it. The guesses in their minds became more and more dangerous, and their faces became extremely ugly.

The cave was simple. Qin Baiqing turned two corners and saw Qin Feiyu, who was resting with his eyes closed. The moment she saw him clearly, her eyes were filled with tears.

His face looked normal, but in Qin Baiqing's perception, his cultivation was clearly crumbling!
"You're here," he waved calmly. Seeing that she was being awkward and unwilling to approach him, he smiled helplessly and said, "The injury is not as serious as you think. It's just that I was forced to improve my cultivation for the sect, and my foundation is unstable. It's only a matter of time before I go into seclusion."

"This injury is an opportunity," he patted Qin Baiqing's head to comfort her, "It's mostly fine, but I can't help you again within three hundred years."

"Woo!" Qin Baiqing cried even louder, pouting and aggrieved: "I'll avenge you!"

"So good." The palm that landed on Qin Baiqing's head was warm and powerful, but he rejected her idea of revenge and advised her in a gentle voice: "Keep a low profile in the future. When you see people, you should hide away and don't be arrogant."

(End of this chapter)

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