A person like an immortal from the heavens, no wonder so many female disciples admired him.
His appearance wasn't as stunning as the senior brother's, but from his face, his serene eyes, one was deeply captivated, drawn in.
Just staring at his face gave one the illusion of not wanting to look away.
"I want to eat him."
Suddenly, Feng Ming's soft, sweet voice echoed from within the spatial realm, interrupting Chu Lingwei's daze.
"What nonsense are you spouting?"
Chu Lingwei's expression darkened. This little fellow actually wanted to eat a man.
"But, he looks so delicious," Feng Ming bounced around inside the spatial realm, as if trying to leap out.
"Don't think of such things. Hurry and cultivate," Chu Lingwei's forehead broke out in a cold sweat. She chided Feng Ming and severed all connection between the spatial realm and the outside world.
Without Feng Ming's voice, Chu Lingwei composed herself, raised her head, and looked at Li Chen, preparing to listen attentively to the lesson.
At this moment, Li Chen's gaze happened to fall upon Chu Lingwei. His clear eyes instantly reminded her of Feng Ming's recent words, and she instinctively turned her head away.
Seeing Chu Lingwei's flickering gaze, Li Chen paused slightly and a gentle smile tugged at the corner of his lips.
This smile, like a hundred flowers blooming, like colorful clouds drifting, instantly made the female disciples in the entire lecture hall feel as if the sky was clear and sunny.
Chu Lingwei, oblivious, quickly gathered her thoughts and earnestly listened to the lecture.
An hour later.
After Li Chen uttered the last word, he left the lecture hall without any hesitation, disappearing from everyone's sight.
"Uncle-Master Li Chen is so handsome." Xie Lian thought back with infatuation to Li Chen's first expression in class that day, her eyes sparkling with admiration.
Chu Lingwei amusedly watched Xie Lian's infatuation. No, she observed everyone in the lecture hall was infatuated.
"I'm leaving."
"Why so soon?" Xie Lian, seeing Chu Lingwei stand up, immediately put away her lovesick expression and followed her. "You haven't told me your name yet. I can come find you to play later."
"I... I'm Chu Wei." Chu Lingwei thought for a moment. The name Chu Lingwei was too prominent; it was better not to reveal it to avoid trouble.
Xie Lian, hearing the name Chu Wei, was delighted. "I'm an outer disciple of Tian Fu Peak. This is my sound transmission talisman."
After exchanging sound transmission talismans with Xie Lian, Chu Lingwei entered the teleportation array and returned to Wuhui Mountain. Using her own flying artifact, she flew back to her cave dwelling.
"Weiwei, why did you lock me up?"
Feng Ming's voice, filled with accusation, was heard once she could perceive the outside world again.
In her opinion, Weiwei allowing her to sense the outside world was equivalent to locking her up.
"You tell me, why did I lock you up?" Chu Lingwei asked back with a smile, then walked into the training room to begin her cultivation.
"It's because you wanted to eat men."
Huan Mao's voice, laced with mockery, echoed. He appeared before Feng Ming in his human form, looking down at her.
"You..." Seeing herself being teased by this stinky cat again, Feng Ming leaped onto his head and began to extend her merciless claws at him.
Chu Lingwei shook her head helplessly and once again shut off the connection between the spatial realm and the outside. She needed to cultivate and could not be disturbed by anything.
Closing her eyes, she allowed spiritual energy to flow through her entire body and then converge in her dantian.
Chu Lingwei continuously repeated this action, simultaneously allowing the power of the spatial realm to slowly merge with it. Seeing that the spiritual energy within her body seemed to become purer, she continued to repeat the previous actions.
...
Xuan Xin Sect.
"Mother, I hate this."
Chu Xiyin stood before Su Xianrou, gazing at her mother whose face was already beginning to show signs of aging. Her eyes were filled with hatred.
Her mother had lost all her spiritual power, and her appearance was aging at an astonishing rate. In a few days, her young and gentle mother would become an old woman with a haggard face.
"Yin'er, it is mother who has failed you."
Su Xianrou cherished Chu Xiyin above all else in her life. For her, she would do anything.
"Mother, what should I do now? I don't want to become like this." Chu Xiyin looked at her own body, with one arm and one leg missing. Even if she could still cultivate, she would become a laughingstock.
Moreover, her spiritual power had regressed to the early stage of Ling Dong, making her no different from an ordinary disciple.
Everything she had once taken pride in had been trampled underfoot by Chu Lingwei.
"Yin'er, listen to mother. Go back and cultivate well. The Ancestor will surely come to take us away from here."
For her daughter's sake, to prevent her daughter from being persecuted by Chu Lingwei, Su Xianrou had to stay with her daughter.
"Will the Ancestor come to save us?" Chu Xiyin no longer held any hope. Such a powerful person like the Ancestor had not shown himself for so long, it must be that he had already abandoned them.
"Yin'er, listen to mother. Mother will definitely let you return to your former glory." Su Xianrou's eyes became resolute. Even though she had no spiritual power, she was a cultivator of the Rong Tian Realm and understood many things better than others.
Chu Xiyin's heart had long been filled with despair. She worried every day that her father would be handed over to the various sects by herself.
Living in constant fear, she had no inclination to cultivate.
"Mother, I will go back and cultivate." Chu Xiyin bowed to Su Xianrou and retreated. She walked onto a deserted path, her steps growing heavier with each one.
"Heh heh, do you want to become stronger?"
Suddenly, a deep voice entered Chu Xiyin's ears, making her vigilant.
"Do you want to become stronger?"
A man entirely clad in black appeared before Chu Xiyin. Beneath the dark night, not a trace of his face could be discerned, and a faint black aura emanated from him.
The words "become stronger" tightly gripped Chu Xiyin's throat, making her forget her fear.
...
Chu Lingwei opened her eyes. It was time to attend class again.
Changing her clothes, she immediately boarded her flying artifact and went to the teleportation array.
"Weiwei, why are you so late?" Xie Lian, seeing Chu Lingwei's figure, quickly grabbed her hand and headed towards the Hall of Dharma. "Let me tell you, the Hall of Dharma is the most strict. If you're late, you'll be punished."
"That serious?"
"More than serious. The Hall of Dharma emphasizes order above all else. No matter what rule is broken, punishment will be meted out, regardless of who it is." Xie Lian pulled Chu Lingwei and hurried towards the Hall of Dharma.
The content taught in the Hall of Dharma was the rules that cultivators could not break. Once you entered this place, it was filled with all sorts of formations. If you violated any order, without the teacher even pointing it out, you might already be removed from the lecture hall to receive punishment.
Here, there were no exceptions, no matter who it was.
Chu Lingwei and Xie Lian sat in their seats, sitting up straight.
This lecture hall was much more solemn than the History of Spiritual Cultivation. Everyone had a serious expression, their eyes devoid of any superfluous emotion.