Chapter 1367: Double Happiness

The cave dwelling was quiet.

The process of teaching at Qingyang Temple had also been the process of Qin Sang sorting through his own Dao, which had made thorough preparations for this seclusion.

Qin Sang put aside all distractions and focused entirely on cultivation.

While refining the medicinal energy, he would stop at regular intervals to comprehend the soul shadow.

The Corpseflower Blood Amber and the Spiritual Infant Talisman Puppet complemented each other.

Even when he encountered bottlenecks, they did not cause him too much trouble. Qin Sang’s progress was extremely fast.

In the blink of an eye, thirty-five years passed. It had been rare for Beichen Realm’s immortal cultivation world to remain stable for so long.

Small Cold Domain, Heavenly Demon Hill, Tianxing Alliance, Sin Abyss, and the desert all acknowledged the Beichen Alliance. Even if small conflicts arose between the various powers, they could be properly resolved through the Beichen Alliance’s mediation.

The most important reason was that the Spiritual Infant cultivators had personally witnessed the scene of ascension. Their gazes were no longer limited to their tiny plots of land within Beichen Realm. Instead, they were looking beyond the storm. Toward a broader world!

Compared with that, all their former ambitions, interests, and entanglements seemed laughable. The key to ascension lay in the reception platform!

All the Spiritual Infant grandmasters were busy. Some, like Qin Sang, devoted themselves to cultivation.

After all, if they could not become great cultivators, even finding the reception platform would be useless.

Others believed that worldly affairs were hard to predict and could not be generalized. If they could find the reception platform, perhaps it would possess more favorable conditions than ascending through Ziwei Palace, and its requirements for the ascender’s cultivation might be lower.

They joined forces to explore forbidden grounds and hidden realms within the realm, digging out ancient texts treasured by their sects, notes left behind by predecessors, and widely circulated legends.

Even if there was only the slightest rumor, they verified it tirelessly.

During this process, some hidden realms that had been concealed were truly discovered. The cultivators who entered forbidden grounds to explore gained many rewards, but unfortunately, none of them were related to the reception platform.

The most eye-catching places were naturally Ancient Immortal Battlefield and Abyssal Ruin.

Canghong led people to explore Abyssal Ruin for several decades. No one knew whether they had hidden something or truly gained nothing, but the news that spread was not encouraging.

Ancient Immortal Battlefield was the top priority. It was discussed at every Beichen Alliance meeting.

Every so often, some Spiritual Infant cultivators would travel together and venture deep into the Ancient Immortal Battlefield. Some had invited Qin Sang, but Jingyu and Li Yufu had blocked them all.

The Spirit Tide had not ceased. From time to time, new hidden realms emerged, but they were far inferior to Ziwei Palace.

Nevertheless, they still gained something. Even if they could not find the reception platform, they would not return empty-handed.

After the sect-founding ceremony, Qin Sang remained low-profile, but his and Qingyang Temple’s status did not decline. Instead, it rose.

Shaohua Mountain and Shangyuan Tranquility Palace followed Qin Sang’s lead and supported Qingyang Temple. Almost the entire northern shore of Yuncang Marshlands had become Qingyang Temple’s domain.

Unexpectedly, the force with the best relationship with Qingyang Temple was actually Xuling Sect.

Jiang Xue had brought the Han Family head to visit many times, displaying their closeness. Taiyi Core Sect and Chitian had reservations and no longer dared to press step by step, allowing Jiang Xue to stabilize his footing.

Heavenly Demon Hill had Thousand-Mountain Bamboo Sea, which stood together with Qingyang Temple as branches of the same tree.

From the devilish factions, Xiang Qing had taken the initiative to establish friendly ties.

Among the rogue cultivators, because of Qingjun, the city lord of Yinshan Stronghold had personally attended the ceremony and expressed goodwill toward Qin Sang.

Qin Sang’s prestige in Tianxing Alliance went without saying. Yuanshen Sect had moved to Tianxing Highland and was doing exceedingly well. With Qin Sang as its backer, no one dared touch its interests on the grassland.

From the desert, there was Lu Boyuan, who owed Qin Sang a life-saving favor..

Aside from his somewhat poor relationship with Sin Abyss, Qin Sang and Qingyang Temple had become a giant in Beichen Realm, occupying a pivotal position!

Tan Yi’en had been appointed chief steward and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the sect. Shangguan Lifeng, Li Yufu, Mei Gu, and the other pillar disciples focused on cultivation and each made progress.

Qingyang Temple was flourishing. In just several decades, it had already gained the bearing of a prestigious great sect. Yet Qin Sang did not care about any of this.

For thirty-five years, he had never taken a single step out of Peach Blossom Valley. Even when fellow Spiritual Infant Realm cultivators visited, he did not show himself. During this period, only Li Yufu and Jingyu had entered once each.

That evening, something out of the norm happened at Peach Blossom Valley; its barrier opened.

In front of Peach Blossom Valley, Tan Yi’en seemed to have encountered something urgent.

As the chief steward of Qingyang Temple, whose name resounded throughout the immortal cultivation world, Tan Yi’en possessed a calm and graceful bearing. Even when facing a Spiritual Infant grandmaster, he could remain neither servile nor overbearing. Yet at this moment, he was restless, pacing back and forth outside.

From time to time, he looked toward Peach Blossom Valley, his expression anxious. However, without Qin Sang’s permission, he did not dare barge in.

The white cat blocked Tan Yi’en’s path, her head tilted slightly, her eyes wary. She was afraid this fellow would grow too agitated and offend her master.

"How much longer will it take for Senior Uncle to leave seclusion?" Tan Yi’en had already asked several times.

The white cat still gave the same answer, snorting delicately. "Half a year ago, he gave an order that no one was allowed to disturb him for anything. Even if the sky collapses, you cannot go in!"

Tan Yi’en’s expression turned bitter. "This matter was personally instructed by Senior Uncle..."

But seeing the white cat’s uncompromising attitude, Tan Yi’en could only give up. With a sigh, he found a stone and sat cross-legged on it.

The white cat did not go back either. She lay down at the valley entrance. In the blink of an eye, two months passed.

The mist in Peach Blossom Valley suddenly rippled. A person walked out from within. It was Qin Sang! Qin Sang still wore a Daoist robe, his expression natural and his aura ethereal.

"Mr. Qin..." The white cat was the first to see Qin Sang. She immediately jumped up and pointed at Tan Yi’en. "He—"

"I already know." Qin Sang nodded and looked toward Tan Yi’en, who had hurriedly risen to pay respects. In a low voice, he asked, "What happened outside that made you so alarmed?"

Hearing the displeasure in Qin Sang’s tone, Tan Yi’en’s heart jolted. He secretly regretted that all his years of cultivating patience had vanished. Taking a deep breath, he said, "Senior Uncle, Senior Brother Li and the others have been traveling through the desert and searching for many years. They finally made a discovery! Not long ago, they sent word back. It has to do with my father!"

"Oh?" A faint smile appeared at the corner of Qin Sang’s mouth. "I did not expect double happiness to arrive at once. Where is Li Yufu?"

He had asked Li Yufu and the others to travel through the desert more often and search for the Vajra Fruit. Unexpectedly, they had struck the wrong target and found Tan Hao first.

Qin Sang was indeed very curious about Tan Hao and the mysterious person’s movements.

He had asked Lu Boyuan to help keep an eye out, but Lu Boyuan had not discovered any similar people.

Tan Yi’en hurriedly took out a transmission talisman from his robes and said respectfully, "It is said that Mei Gu was the first to discover the traces. Senior Brother Li was on Tianxing Highland at the time, and after receiving the news, he immediately rushed over."

Qin Sang accepted the talisman and swept it with his spiritual consciousness. He was somewhat surprised.

The place where Mei Gu had discovered the traces was actually at the southernmost end of Great Beichen Desert, which was also the southernmost end of Beichen Realm, on an island in the sea!

She suspected that Tan Hao had once been there.

However, Qin Sang had previously instructed them to be careful, so Mei Gu did not dare continue investigating. The moment she discovered the traces, she immediately sent word back and asked Qin Sang to decide.

"He's actually there!" Qin Sang pondered briefly. "Come with me back to the sect first."

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure flashed, and he flew off first.

Tan Yi’en came back to his senses and was about to chase after him when he suddenly recalled what Qin Sang had just said. A look of confusion appeared on his face. "Double happiness? What is the other joyous matter?"

Before he finished speaking, Tan Yi’en’s expression stiffened. He and the white cat exchanged a glance, both of their faces filled with wild joy. Their eyes revealed fervor and reverence.

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