Wuxian Sect is located on the border of the Qiangu Kingdom, opposite to the Qiangu City, with a distance of 4600 miles from the Xuejian Mountain Villa.
The Longfeather Horse travels 3000 miles a day.
After a day's journey, by the second noon, the group had entered the boundary of the Xiantian Mountain Range.
In the afternoon, the seventeen people crossed through many cities at the foot of the Xiantian Mountain Range and finally arrived at the Xiantian Thirty-Six Peaks where the Wuxian Sect's sect gate was located.
At the foot of the mountain peaks, numerous practitioners in groups and clusters were climbing towards the Wuxian Sect, wanting to join this sacred place of cultivation and reach for the sky.
As the seventeen people rode upwards, those individuals were left behind one by one, and the Xiantian Thirty-Six Peaks gradually appeared before Lu Qinghe's eyes.
Thirty-six peaks, each higher than the last, especially the latter eighteen, were towering into the clouds, piercing the sky. The pavilions and palaces at the tops of the mountains were faintly visible in the clouds, exuding a sense of ethereal wonder, creating a surreal and majestic scene.
In addition, atop these mountain peaks, rings of light continuously spread out, resonating with the surrounding peaks, forming a vast array that pervaded the void.
The radiant light spreading from these rings could be seen for hundreds of miles, magnificent and awe-inspiring, leaving a lasting impact on the heart.
"The Xiantian Thirty-Six Peaks consist of the Outer Nine Peaks, Inner Nine Peaks, Main Nine Peaks, and Forbidden Nine Peaks. The Outer Nine Peaks, as the name suggests, are where the outer disciples reside. The Inner Nine Peaks are primarily for the inner disciples. Within the Main Nine Peaks reside the elders of the Wuxian Sect, direct disciples of the elders, core disciples, and the one Grand Sect Master and four Vice Sect Masters. As for the Forbidden Nine Peaks, they are the forbidden grounds of the Wuxian Sect, where retired Grand Sect Masters, elders in seclusion, and even rumored to have immortals living. As an inner disciple, I have no chance to set foot there," said Lu Qingyun, her gem-like eyes looking towards the nine peaks that were concealed behind the Main Nine Peaks.
She would leave her mark in every corner of those nine peaks.
"Let's go! Follow me to the Third Peak!" Lu Qinghe said, and alongside Lu Qingyun and fifteen Snow Eagle Swordsmen, he rode straight towards the Inner Nine Peaks.
During their journey, they encountered many outer disciples. These outer disciples, upon seeing Lu Qingyun's attire representing an inner disciple, looked at her with fervor and envy in their eyes.
Some of them, inspired by the glorious appearance of Lu Qingyun and her group, worked even harder in their cultivation, hoping to one day become inner disciples themselves.
"The Inner Nine Peaks are divided into three levels: the top, middle, and bottom, based on cultivation, talent, and rank. The First Peak is the highest, and the Ninth Peak is the lowest. I am in the Third Peak," Lu Qingyun said, glancing briefly at the First and Second Peaks with no hint of envy in her eyes.
Compared to the others in the First Peak, her exposure to cultivation has been too short, and during the early stage at the Xuejian Mountain Villa, she did not receive proper cultivation education. From the first stage of refining Qi to the eighth, she only took six years.
As they rode, the 4300-meter-high Second Peak appeared before Lu Qinghe.
At the top of the mountain peak, surrounded by clouds, there were more than ten waterfalls on its eastern side, cascading like a galaxy, roaring down.
Birds and cranes flew around the mountain, with ethereal sounds coming from within, filled with a sense of mystery and spirituality.
"Sister Lu," Lu Qingyun and the others rode to the foot of the mountain, and a group of young men and women dressed as attendants quickly rushed over to take their horses.
Lu Qingyun handed over the Longfeather Horse to them, barely sparing them a glance, and led Lu Qinghe and the fifteen Snow Eagle Swordsmen straight towards the mountain peak.
"Refining Qi Fourth, Fifth, and Sixth levels..." Lu Qinghe glanced at these horse handlers.
Among the thirteen people, the lowest cultivation level was at the Refining Qi Fourth level, and the highest had already reached the Refining Qi Sixth level.
"These are the average outer disciples. Those who are over thirty and can't reach the Refining Qi Seventh level will be expelled from the sect. Those unwilling to leave become servants to the inner disciples and core disciples. If an inner disciple is unable to open up the Yuan realm for sixty years, they will have to take on the role of steward, with slightly higher status than the outer disciples," Lu Qingyun noticed Lu Qinghe observing the group and explained to him.
"Thirty years old and only Refining Qi Seventh level!?" It should be noted that Wang Daozhen, one of the top ten disciples of the Changkong Academy, is already twenty-six years old, but he has only reached Refining Qi Sixth level. It means that if he cannot advance to Refining Qi Seventh level in four years, his status and identity will be comparable to the menial workers and servants of the Wuxian Sect?
High-ranking academy's top ten disciples coming to serve as attendants!?
It speaks volumes about the depth of the cultivation sanctum.
As the group of seventeen reached the mountainside, there were also six people walking towards them.
"Hmm!? Lu Qingyun!?" When a young man among the six saw Lu Qingyun, his expression turned slightly cold. The six of them formed a line and advanced towards Lu Qingyun's group without any sign of stepping aside.
"Move out of the way, or you'll be in trouble!" The mountain road was not wide, accommodating three to five people walking side by side, but with the six of them, they were occupying most of the available space, leaving only enough room for Lu Qingyun. Anyone else who didn't give way would be bumped against the stairs.
"Xue Jin!"
The other party came to bully them, how could Lu Qingyun be willing to show weakness to others?
At this moment, she took a step forward: "You're right, a good dog doesn't block the way, so all of you get lost!"
After saying this, her true energy had already surged throughout her body and clashed head-on with Xue Jin, the leader of the six men.
"Bang!"
True energy erupted.
A blast of air rang out, sending debris flying from the ground!
When the obviously provocative man Xue Jin collided with Lu Qingyun's true energy, his face changed slightly. As Lu Qingyun manipulated her true energy, his true energy was smashed and he was sent flying back, crashing heavily onto the stairs three meters away, shattering the stone steps.
"Senior Brother Xue!"
"Xue Shao!"
The remaining six people were shocked to see Xue Jin defeated with a single blow, and hurriedly retreated, wanting to assist him.
"You... Lu Qingyun, have you reached the Eighth Layer of True Refinement!?"
Xue Jin himself had a cultivation at the peak of the Seventh Layer of True Refinement. For Lu Qingyun to break his true energy with a single blow, her cultivation was definitely not as simple as the Eighth Layer of True Refinement.
Lu Qingyun didn't even glance at Xue Jin, as if she hadn't even seen him, and took a step forward.
"Not good!"
Xue Jin's expression changed slightly, trying to get up and retreat.
But his speed was fast, and Lu Qingyun's speed was faster!
"Crack!"
Accompanied by the sound of bones shattering, Xue Jin screamed in agony.
"Ah!"
His foot had been shattered by a kick from Lu Qingyun.
"I said, a good dog doesn't block the way!"
"Lu Qingyun!"
"Purple Lily doesn't even dare to act arrogantly in front of me. What are you? Wanting to be Purple Lily's henchman and bite people, you need to see if you have the ability."
Seeing Lu Qingyun's indifferent gaze, Xue Jin immediately dared not say another word. The five people around him quickly helped him up, swiftly retreating towards the top of the mountain.
"Up the mountain."
Lu Qingyun watched as they left, snorted coldly, then waved to Lu Qinghe and fifteen Snow Eagle Swordsmen, heading straight for the peak.