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Chapter 326: Parting

To stand atop the highest peak and gaze down at the small mountains below.

As Wang Chen and Li Qingxi reached the ridge of White Hair Peak, though it wasn’t the highest point, the view ahead of the rolling sea of clouds and the majestic mountains at their feet filled them with joy.

Having arrived here, they had completed the most dangerous part of the mountain trail.

The West Sea Spiritual Realm lay just below!

Wang Chen held Li Qingxi’s hand, and together they admired the breathtaking scenery before them.

After a long while, they exchanged smiles, with everything unspoken between them.

Descending the mountain was much easier than climbing up, so Wang Chen summoned a flying artifact, carrying Li Qingxi as they swooped down.

In just half a cup of tea’s time, they landed at the foot of the mountain.

The scenery on the northern side of the Yulong Mountain Range was remarkably different!

Descending a thousand feet from the mountainside, lush forests naturally transitioned into vast plains.

It was spring, the season of blooming flowers. The green grass stretched as far as the eye could see, warm sunlight bathed them, and a gentle breeze brushed their faces, making them feel as if they might take flight.

This is the West Sea Spiritual Realm!

Even though they were at the very edge of this region, Wang Chen could still sense that it had much richer spiritual energy than the southern district of the Yulong Mountain Range, and the air felt noticeably fresher.

Living in such an environment for a long time could add several years to an ordinary person’s lifespan!

No wonder the West Sea Spiritual Realm is a cherished sacred place for cultivation for loose cultivators.

Upon arriving at their destination, Wang Chen and Li Qingxi did not head deeper into the West Sea Spiritual Realm, but instead found a quiet spot nearby to build a humble dwelling and began to cultivate the Su Yin Huan Zhen Hehe method.

They contemplated the path of yin and yang!

The two lived in perfect harmony, resembling a loving couple, leading a life free from worldly disputes.

Li Qingxi played the zither, painted, and prepared delicious meals, while Wang Chen practiced swordsmanship, made talismans, and hunted the mountain beasts, enjoying a peaceful and leisurely life.

This was the happiest and most joyful time Wang Chen had ever experienced since arriving in this world.

One morning, when Wang Chen awakened from his dreams, he instinctively reached out to embrace the lovely partner beside him.

But he found himself hugging nothing but air.

The lingering fragrance remained, but she was nowhere to be found.

His heart sank, and he immediately got up to search both inside and outside the house.

Finally, he spotted a letter left behind by Li Qingxi on the desk.

After reading the letter, Wang Chen felt a wave of sadness wash over him.

In truth, after crossing White Hair Peak, they should have parted ways.

But Li Qingxi had stayed with him for three months.

Wang Chen had been mentally prepared for her silent departure today, yet he couldn’t help but cling to her tenderness.

If this was a dream, then every dream, no matter how long, must come to an end!

Wang Chen believed that perhaps Li Qingxi wanted to avoid the pain of parting, which was why she chose this way to resolutely end their connection.

May she have all her wishes granted!

Wang Chen did not linger in sadness; he put away the letter and collected their shared Personal Items back into his storage bag.

Finally, he used the Fire Crow Technique to burn their home, which they had stayed in for three months, leaving it clean and tidy.

He buried the beautiful memories of that time deep in his heart.

As the ashes cooled, Wang Chen prepared to leave when a streak of light came from the north and swiftly landed before him.

The newcomer was a man in a gray-blue daoist robe, carrying a flying sword on his back. He appeared to be in his thirties, with a dignified appearance and a deep aura. His eyes sparkled with divine light.

He glanced at Wang Chen and, with calmness, saluted, saying, “I am Luo Zhen from the West Sea Sect’s South Region Patrol Division. May I ask where you come from, fellow traveler? Do you have a West Spirit travel certificate?”

Wang Chen returned the greeting, saying, “I am Wang Chen, a loose cultivator. I come from the Tianyun Mountain Range in East Cangzhou, and I do not possess a West Spirit travel certificate.”

The West Sea Spiritual Realm is divided into five regions: east, south, west, north, and central. With countless immortal cities filled with countless cultivators, the West Sea Sect undoubtedly stands as the dominant force among them.

The West Sea Sect is also the largest immortal sect in the Mountain-Sea Realm, and the West Sea Spiritual Realm is essentially the domain of this sect.

Its influence has reached the most remote places!

Wang Chen had some understanding of the West Sea Spiritual Realm and the West Sea Sect. Although he wasn’t very knowledgeable, some taboo matters had been mentioned by the ferrymen of the Mountain Crossing Society during his journey.

Luo Zhen’s gaze brightened, “You have reached the Purple Palace Level?”

Wang Chen nodded, “I just broke through to open a house half a year ago.”

“Remarkable.”

Luo Zhen praised him and then asked, “Are you here for the West Sea Sect?”

While inquiring, his left thumb gently stroked the ring worn on his ring finger.

Wang Chen replied calmly, “Yes.”

He had traveled with great difficulty to the West Sea Spiritual Realm with the aim of joining the West Sea Sect and finding the person Changchun mentioned, seeking a path to ascending to the higher realm and evading the impending great Calamity!

“That won’t be easy.”

Luo Zhen stated, “Your aptitude should be fine, but entering the West Sea Sect is another matter altogether.”

Many loose cultivators like Wang Chen, who had crossed the Yulong Mountain Range from East Cangzhou to the West Sea Spiritual Realm, wished to join the West Sea Sect, and he had seen countless such people before.

But it was no easy task to get into the foremost immortal sect!

Wang Chen felt a spark of hope and respectfully said, “I would appreciate your guidance, Master.”

Luo Zhen smiled, “I happen to have a recommendation slot…”

He did not finish his sentence.

Wang Chen understood at once and immediately handed over a storage bag, saying, “I would like to hear more!”

This storage bag contained thirty thousand spirit stones, which he obtained from checking corpses earlier.

Luo Zhen received the storage bag and weighed it, revealing satisfaction in his expression as he scanned it with his divine sense. “In the spirit of your sincerity, I’ll discuss things with you.”

There were simply too many cultivators wanting to enter the West Sea Sect. Although the sect recruits a batch of disciples each year, they primarily select those born in the West Sea Spiritual Realm with clear backgrounds and outstanding talents.

Outsiders like Wang Chen could only hope to enter through recommendations.

Luo Zhen could grant his recommendation slot to Wang Chen but wouldn’t be responsible for any follow-up assessments. Ultimately, whether he could enter depended on Wang Chen’s own abilities.

After saying this, Luo Zhen took out a scroll and handed it to Wang Chen, saying, “You are lucky to have encountered me. If it were someone else, they might not have this slot. So work hard!”

“Thank you, Senior Brother!”

Wang Chen solemnly took the scroll, saying, “I will do my best.”

Luo Zhen paused for a moment, then burst into laughter, tossing two jade tokens to Wang Chen. “I hope to see you in the sect in three years!”

Wang Chen infused a trace of his soul energy into the jade tokens and returned one to Luo Zhen.

This was equivalent to registering and receiving a temporary identification card, allowing him to move freely within the West Sea Spiritual Realm.

For this, Wang Chen also paid five thousand spirit stones.

Luo Zhen pocketed the jade tokens, nodded to Wang Chen, and then soared away on his artifact.

Wang Chen watched as the figure disappeared, gripping the scroll tightly in his hand.

The jade tokens were not the main focus; the key was the scroll he had purchased for thirty thousand spirit stones.

It was an opportunity for an entry assessment!


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