77. The Death Of Shen Qing

In the Nine Heavens Supreme Purity Palace, Shen Qing tried to reach the Reincarnation Realm to counter the strange life-draining phenomenon within her body.

Ultimately, she failed and knew her time was running out.

She called Ling Qingzhu and the elders of the palace to gather in the main hall.

In front of everyone, Shen Qing announced, "I have failed to reach the Reincarnation Realm and do not have long to live. From today, Qingzhu will take over as the Palace Master of Nine Heavens Supreme Purity Palace!"

"Master! My strength is weak… I am unworthy of such a great responsibility!" Ling Qingzhu instinctively protested.

Shen Qing, looking pale, replied, "Don’t worry, Qingzhu. I will transfer my entire yuan energy to you."

"No! If you transfer your yuan energy to me, you won’t be able to hold on!"

"Even if I don’t, I don’t have much time left anyway." Shen Qing said sadly.

It was unbelievable that something as minor as a scratch could have cost her life. If anyone heard of it, who would believe it? It was a pity, though, as she looked at her disciple with regret.

“Master!” Ling Qingzhu’s eyes filled with tears as she saw her teacher in such a state.

“Before I go, let me help you sense the Supreme realm one last time!” Shen Qing said with a sad smile. If it succeeded, she would die content. If it failed… then so be it.

“Disciple will try her best!” Ling Qingzhu nodded firmly.

With satisfaction, Shen Qing directed the elders to sit around an ancient formation.

At her command, the elders began to channel their yuan energy, which flowed in streams that gathered into the ancient formation.

At the center of the formation, yuan energy condensed into a green lotus, and Ling Qingzhu sat cross-legged upon it, her delicate hands forming a mystical gesture, fingertips lightly touching her palm to create a lively arc.

At the front of the formation, Shen Qing watched anxiously.


When the moment was right, she bit her tongue and sprayed a mouthful of blood into the ancient formation, urging, "Qingzhu, quickly! Sense the Supreme!"

At the same time, the surrounding elders followed suit, spraying their blood as well. Light began to glow around Ling Qingzhu’s head, like a chaotic aura. As her body trembled slightly, an ancient, powerful wave slowly spread out from above her head.

"We did it! We succeeded!" Shen Qing's darkened face filled with joy as tears flowed from her eyes. She was so thrilled that she trembled.

“After all these thousands of years, we finally have a disciple in the Nine Heavens Supreme Purity Palace who successfully sensed the Supreme Realm! I can die in peace!” No sooner had she finished speaking than Shen Qing coughed up blood, and her energy quickly weakened.

However, before she completely fell, she gathered one last mass of yuan energy in her hand and infused it into the ancient formation.


This vast yuan energy flowed visibly into Ling Qingzhu, who absorbed it into her body as her cultivation rose wildly from the Five Yuan Nirvana Stage, continuing to surge higher.



Six Yuan Nirvana Stage!
Seven Yuan…
Eight Yuan…

… Initial of the Profound Life Realm!
Initial of the Profound Death Realm!

… Finally, she reached the Samsara Realm before stopping!

"Master!"

Ling Qingzhu’s figure flashed as she appeared behind Shen Qing, supporting her.

"Qingzhu, you succeeded. I can die without regret," Shen Qing said with a pained smile, looking at Ling Qingzhu's tearful eyes.

"Master, you shouldn’t have… shouldn’t have transferred your yuan energy to me," Ling Qingzhu said, her voice choked with sobs.

"I told you, my time was already limited. Rather than letting my yuan energy waste away, it’s better to make it useful."

"Master, hold on! I’ll go find Junior Brother Chen—he must have a way to save you!"

"No! Don’t!" Shen Qing grasped Ling Qingzhu’s arm, blood trickling from her lips, making her look particularly tragic.

Ling Qingzhu sobbed, "I believe Junior Brother Chen isn’t that heartless."

But after everything, would he really not be?

Shen Qing, too weak to argue, spoke softly, "Qingzhu, I don’t have much time. Listen carefully to what I’m about to say."

"Yes, Master," Ling Qingzhu nodded through her tears.

"The Nine Heavens Supreme Purity Palace has reached an irreconcilable point with Chen Xuan. Remember, if the chance arises, don’t hesitate!"

"But, Master…"

Shen Qing cut her off, "If possible, try to cooperate with the Palace Of Darkness."

Ling Qingzhu fell silent, her tears flowing down her cheeks and falling to the ground.

"Qingzhu, don’t cry. Promise me that you’ll ensure the Nine Heavens Supreme Purity Palace endures and our legacy continues for millennia. Promise me!"

"Yes, Master. I promise… I promise."

"And… do not seek forgiveness from Chen Xuan. Seek… revenge for me."

"I will… I will do my best."

"Good… my dear disciple."

Shen Qing held tightly onto Ling Qingzhu’s hand, a look of satisfaction in her eyes, until the last trace of life faded away.

"Master!" Ling Qingzhu cried out sorrowfully, clinging to Shen Qing's body, unable to hold back her grief. The elders around them also looked on in sorrow.

A moment later, an elder stepped forward, "Qingzhu, a disciple reports that an elder from the Palace Of Darkness has arrived."

The Palace Of Darkness?

Ling Qingzhu wiped her tears, knelt respectfully before Shen Qing's body, and bowed three times.

"Master, rest assured—I won’t let you down!" She clenched her delicate hand, a slight vein pulsing beneath her smooth skin.

After bowing, she instructed the elders and followed the messenger outside.

In the front hall, a middle-aged man in a black robe was waiting.

"You are an elder of the Palace of Darkness?"

"Indeed, I am Xiang Chao, an elder of the Palace of Darkness," the man in black robe replied with a respectful bow.

Ling Qingzhu asked, "Why have you come to the Nine Heavens Supreme Purity Palace?"

"I’ve come to verify a rumor that has reportedly spread from your palace," Xiang Chao replied directly. "Is it true that our Palace of Darkness’s Palace Master was killed by a young disciple?"

Ling Qingzhu clenched her hand, a slight sweat appearing on her forehead.

In truth, she didn’t want to admit it. Back then, with Shen Qing's present, she had no choice. But now, her master was gone.

Junior Brother Chen Xuan!

Now, I am far stronger than you. Will you still turn away from me?

Before Ling Qingzhu could respond, an elder nearby replied, "Yes, it’s true."

Xiang Chao pressed further, "Who was the killer?"