Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

In these days, the interchanges between various forces will determine the pattern of the Cangyun Realm for the next hundred years, affecting the lives of countless billions of beings.

Throughout this process, the envoys of the Martial Hall won't be involved; Xie Xingzhong and Yu Ning don't plan to wait that long. They have other tasks to attend to and time constraints, requiring them to return to the Martial Hall as soon as possible.

The situation at the Martial Hall is not as peaceful as at the Immortal Alliance. Even before the outbreak of the imminent war, the Martial Hall has been in continuous conflict with All Heavens, desperately in need of more hands.

In the Martial Hall, it's common for children of fifteen or sixteen to take to the battlefield. The exceptionally talented, as young as seven or eight, are already fighting against cross-realm invaders.

Even with their short lifespans, Martial Path practitioners still manage to suppress other paths and occupy half the starry sky, relying on their fighting power far exceeding that of beings on the same level.

Martial Cultivators, untempered by fire and blood, can hardly be called refined steel. Those greedy for life and fearful of death have little prospects in the Martial Path—this is a consensus among its practitioners.

Less than half a month after the end of the Great Tournament of Ten Thousand Sects, Xie Xingzhong, with Yu Ning in tow, visited Chu Zheng.

"I'm sorry, Holy Master, but we must set out."

Xie Xingzhong felt somewhat ashamed. Chu Zheng had helped him to heal his hidden injuries, allowing him to step into the realm of Martial Half-Saint—an immense favor he couldn't begin to repay. Yet now, he was obliged to take away Chu Zheng's wife.

Across the starry river, with this separation, who knows how long it would be before the couple could meet again.

Yu Ning, too, felt shy to face him, knowing that although her actions weren't outright betrayal, they were akin to ingratitude.

While Xie Xingzhong was reluctant to part a couple, there was nothing he could do.

This was a transaction between the Martial Hall and the Immortal Alliance, and he had no say in the matter.

"Envoy Xie, you're too serious. We're all just following orders; no need for apologies,"

Chu Zheng slightly shook his head and, reaching out, handed Xie Xingzhong a Storage Spirit Ring:

"Take these as travel expenses. The journey is long; I wish you safe travels."

Chu Zheng's demeanor made Xie Xingzhong feel even more apologetic. He promptly promised,

"Rest assured, within the Martial Hall, we will do our utmost to protect Miss Song's safety. With Miss Song's talent, she will undoubtedly shine there, and she may even have the opportunity to be taken in by the Vice Hall Master. Then she will truly rise to great heights."

In the end, he accepted the Storage Spirit Ring. If he didn't, Chu Zheng would be even more worried.

"Then we will now be on our way."
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As his words fell, Xie Xingzhong waved his hand, and a chariot slowly emerged from the void, pulled by two Jade Winged Heavenly Horses—though not living creatures, they were Seventh Order Martial Treasures.

Chu Zheng looked back at Song Lingxue, his eyes warm with affection: "Once you arrive, remember to send word that you're safe."

"Take care, my husband."

Song Lingxue took a deep breath, glanced hurriedly at Chu Zheng, and without saying much, stepped onto the chariot.

Any further delay would only add to the reluctance and sorrow.

"Farewell, brother Chu. We shall meet again."

Xie Xingzhong stepped onto the chariot, cupped his fists in a salute, followed closely by Yu Ning. She didn't speak but also gave a fist salute.

"Bon voyage."

Chu Zheng smiled gently, his eyelids slightly drooping to mask the swirling thoughts in his eyes.

With dawn breaking, the warm glow of the morning sun filtered through the clouds, scattering golden light and chasing away the darkness before dawn.

The Jade Winged Heavenly Horses pulled the chariot into the clouds, gradually vanishing into the divine radiance of the rising sun.

Chu Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly, reaching into the void as if to grasp the sun's fierce heat, suppressing the relentless surge of emotions within his heart.

After a long moment, he came back to his senses, his mind becoming as still as water.

Looking around, he saw Song Lingqing standing at a distance, not approaching. As Chu Zheng's gaze met hers, she nodded slightly and departed.

Chu Zheng turned and entered the grand hall, making his way into a secret chamber.

He took out the newly acquired Semi-Immortal Treasure 'Cloud Abyss,' and using the Qi Gathering and Heaven Repairing Technique, he drew out a strand of Qi.

This lingering aura belonged to none other than the Taixu Saint Lord, Bai Zhixiao.

After a brief moment of regulating his breath, Chu Zheng activated the Heaven Divination Technique, starting to trace Bai Zhixiao's whereabouts.

He quickly discovered his location; Bai Zhixiao was still within Wanlong City, on the fringes and nearly out of its bounds.

Bai Zhixiao's threat was too great. In recent days, Chu Zheng had consistently felt uneasy, sensing that something was about to happen, but he couldn't pinpoint the source.

After some deliberation, he decided to focus on Bai Zhixiao.

In the current Cangyun Realm, indeed, only Bai Zhixiao posed a threat to him.

Since their encounter at the Great Tournament of Ten Thousand Sects, Bai Zhixiao had been too composed—as if not bearing any grudge against Chu Zheng, which unsettled him.

Unable to ascertain the source of the threat, it was time to remove the greatest one.

To sit and wait for doom was not Chu Zheng's style. He preferred to take the initiative, striking first to nip any potential threats in the bud.

After several days of consideration, Chu Zheng discreetly released a piece of news through his disciples.

The Taixuan Holy Master was about to withdraw and return to Taixuan.

If he really returned to Taixuan, with the protection of Immortal Treasure and the Holy Land's great formations, even a True Immortal would be unable to harm him.

This action by Chu Zheng was akin to baiting the hook, forcing Bai Zhixiao to act prematurely.

Chu Zheng was in the dark while Bai Zhixiao was in the light, which gave him a slight edge.

With the Falling Star Bow at his disposal, and with the element of surprise on his side, he reasoned that slaying a cultivator who had just entered the Immortal Tribulation shouldn't be too challenging.