The Romantic Cultivator

Shui Xisi gasped excitingly, “The bottom black walls are actually the foundation knowledge. If we climb higher, we may be able to receive more advance knowledge!”

Yu Jingjing beamed with excitement, “You’re…right…”

Just as all the maidens were reading the black walls excitingly with their divine senses, Ji Yuan had suddenly pretended to cough loudly.

“Everyone,” he said. “We should continue our way!”

Ling Feiyue giggled, “Why? This is such an opportunity to discover the secrets of our opponents’ profound arts as well as to improve upon our own cultivation knowledge.”

Shui Xisi, Little Princess and Yu Jingjing were all smiling as they nodded in agreement with Ling Feiyue.

Only Feng Minyue and Bai Qianfeng had a more neutral look.

Feng Minyue had long retired and she actually could not be bothered to cultivate anymore.

As for Bai Qianfeng, the intricate cultivation knowledge here was inferior to the immortal knowledge that she had possessed and hence she was uninterested.

Shui Xisi giggled, “These cultivation knowledge here are mostly some intricate formulas. Once we found some interesting sword arts, Ji Yuan won’t want to move.”

“That is because he is weak in his external and internal profound arts.” Ling Feiyue giggled.𝑛𝗈𝑽𝑒𝓁𝒩𝗲xt.𝓬𝔬𝓂

Little Princess winked at him, “How about I give you my spot here? This Million Flashes Sword Art looks rather interesting.”

Ji Yuan: …

He frowned. “I’m serious about we get our butts moving.”

With a quiet solemn look, he said. “Do you think these profound arts here are something that you can learn in a year or two? The more profound it is, the more time it requires and it may even take several centuries.”

Then he pointed at the distant cultivators that were studying the black walls above the mountains, “These cultivators are all trying to scan the profound arts rapidly with their divine senses as they move higher up. But let me ask you; what is the point of that if you don’t have a solid foundation? Or what is the point of that when you can only learn a profound art halfway before you will be struck down by the lightning?”

Ling Feiyue giggled, “Maybe we can even find a profound art or two to complement our existing profound arts and we may even be inspired to gain a breakthrough.”

Ji Yuan answered solemnly, “Feiyue, we don’t even have one week or one month here because we don’t even know how long we may take for the higher up levels. Forget about it.”

He paused for a while to look into the eyes of all the maidens, “We may have Three Talismans now but I can tell you that it is risky to even use any of them. The longer we stay around here, the more riskier it will be for all of us.”

Finally he took a deep look at Ling Feiyue because she was the unofficial leader of the maidens; all the maidens respect her because officially she is his official main consort.

Ling Feiyue returned a few guilty glances at Ji Yuan before she nodded, “My Lord Ji Yuan is right. We ought to move on. This area is only a small part of the trial and we may still have a long way to go before we can even retrieve the Fallen God Relic.”

Shui Xisi, Little Princess and Yu Jingjing were muttering soft protests. “But this…”

Ling Feiyue smiled gently, “In the past when I was taking a trial with Ji Yuan, he had also ignored a room full of cultivation arts and he has even given me the True Sacred Saint Profound Art…”

Yu Jingjing was gasping with shock, “The True Sacred Saint Profound Art! He doesn’t want it?!”

She had suddenly remembered seeing Ling Feiyue and Little Princess displaying their golden cores during the battle arena when they were still rivals. But she did not know that their golden cores were from the True Sacred Saint Profound Art and was given by Ji Yuan.

It was still possible for very powerful cultivators, especially the super cultivators to form their golden cores even without the True Sacred Saint Profound Art so she did not link it with the True Sacred Saint Profound Art.

“At that time Ji Yuan had chosen an easier profound art to master rather than a more difficult one which he can never master.” Ling Feiyue smiled.

Then she looked at Bai Qianfeng, “Ji Yuan is right. The True Sacred Profound Art is actually rubbish in my hands because I can’t even form the golden core with it because my cultivation foundation is too weak even though I am a great saintess already. But luckily for Little Princess and I, we have Sister Qianfeng here to guide us.”

Little Princess also had a look of guilt in her expressions. “Sister Feiyue is right. Also, there are too many profound arts in this place. We may end up being distracted by the multitude of profound arts too.”

Even when she was saying it, there were many cultivators that were hopping from the black cliffs to another. Many of the cultivators had even broken into fights as they battled for the profound secrets of the black walls.

Feng Minyue smiled, “I vote for Ji Yuan’s decision too. It is a wise one.”

When Ji Yuan heard Feng Minyue’s praises for him, there was a burning joy in his heart.

Shui Xisi and Yu Jingjing had a reluctant look before they nodded as well.

Ji Yuan frowned when he saw Shui Xisi’s expressions. “Do you really have to think so hard when you’ve already so many superior profound arts?”

Shui Xisi chuckled, “The more, the merrier.”

Ji Yuan: …

But he quickly turned to Qianfeng to ask, “Qianfeng, how about you?”

Qianfeng replied nonchalantly, “I will follow my lord, naturally.”

Ji Yuan laughed, “Then this is settled.”

Ling Feiyue asked curiously, “Ji Yuan, do you have a plan? You seem to have one. Do you mind sharing with us?”

Ji Yuan grinned, “Of course I’ve a plan but I am afraid that I can’t share it now.”

All the maidens: …

“It isn’t because I don’t trust any one of you.” Ji Yuan smiled gently. “But the walls here have many ears. We have to be exercising our most extreme caution on our toes.”

Ji Yuan does have a plan; No one shall green him and he intends to get out of this place quickly. In this aspect, not even the millions of profound arts in this place can tempt him.

He was even cursing loudly in his heart; Screw you Death God Mingwang!

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