Chapter 92: The Life of the Second Generation!

As the Young Sect Master of the Sword Cloud Sect, Lu Qingyang truly experienced what it meant to be Second Generation.

Techniques, spirit stones, pills, cave residence.

As long as he wanted them — no, he didn't even need to want them.

Everything he needed for cultivation, before he could even ask, someone had already prepared it and delivered it before him.

And all of it was the most suitable for him.

This feeling was simply too good.

"Buzz buzz buzz!"

Within the great hall of the Sword Cloud Sect, Lu Qingyang's aura churned without end, radiance flickering ceaselessly around his body.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but Lu Qingyang finally stopped moving.

"Whoo~~"

He slowly exhaled a turbid breath.

"Not even two years and I've already reached Foundation Establishment, and it's even Dao-level Foundation Establishment. The speed is a full year faster than in the Simulation."

Lu Qingyang nodded in satisfaction.

This time, Return to True had opened with a cultivator Second Generation. He could be said to have reaped a great harvest.

A rank seventeen Constitution gave him a True Spirit Bloodline in addition to the standard Heaven Spirit Root.

The bottleneck of cultivation realms before him was like paper — it simply could not block his steps.

This time in Return to True, I only need to watch out for the Enemy Sect's intrusion at age two hundred and fourteen.

As long as I don't repeat the mistakes from the Simulation, the Return-to-Void Stage will definitely not be my endpoint.

But…

Lu Qingyang pondered for a moment, a hint of hesitation appearing on his face.

"But because my cultivation realm is breaking through too quickly, the progression in Return to True won't necessarily follow the Simulation."

Lu Qingyang murmured softly to himself, a sharp light flickering in his eyes.

At that moment, a gentle female voice sounded from outside the great hall.

"Yang'er, have you succeeded in your Foundation Establishment?"

Hearing this, Lu Qingyang looked up toward the entrance of the great hall, just in time to see a young woman in a white dress walking in.

"Mother."

Seeing the newcomer, a smile appeared at the corner of Lu Qingyang's mouth, and he quickly rose to greet her.

This young woman was precisely the wife of the Sword Cloud Sect's Sect Master Lu Yi — Divine Lord Mengfei.

"Your child has achieved Dao-level Foundation Establishment, Mother doesn't need to worry."

"Dao-level Foundation Establishment!"

When Mengfei heard Lu Qingyang's words, she was first stunned, seemingly unable to believe it.

But in the very next instant, an expression of wild joy appeared on her face.

She had never imagined that her son could actually reach Foundation Establishment in just two short years, and even achieve the highest quality, Dao-level Foundation Establishment!

She quickly pulled Lu Qingyang to sit down, studying him carefully. The more she looked, the more delighted she became.

"Yang'er, you must have been an extraordinary figure in your past life. How else could you have such fortune?"

"An innate ancient bloodline, plus a Heaven Spirit Root and Dao-level Foundation Establishment. Goodness, perhaps you really will become the first Sect Master of our Sword Cloud Sect to ascend!"

"Heh heh…"

Hearing his mother's praise, Lu Qingyang could not help but smile.

How difficult was ascension? After nearly a hundred years of cultivation and so many Simulations, ascension still seemed impossibly far to him.

"Yang'er, you rest for now. I'm going to tell your father about the Foundation Establishment, let him be happy too!"

With that, Mengfei hurriedly rushed out.

Lu Qingyang shook his head and paid no mind to what Mengfei was off to do. He turned and lay down on the bed, circulating the spiritual power throughout his body.

He had just reached Foundation Establishment and needed to consolidate his realm.

And so time slowly passed amid cultivation. In the blink of an eye, several decades had gone by.

Before the age of three, he had reached Foundation Establishment. At eighteen, he was already Golden Core.

By the time Lu Qingyang was twenty-two, he was actually already preparing to condense his Nascent Soul…

"Yang'er, come quickly. This is the daughter of the Flying Cloud Sect's Sect Master, Miss Liu Qian'er."

"She is the most promising female cultivator the Flying Cloud Sect has produced in a century. After only twenty-odd years of cultivation, she has already condensed her Core!"

"…"

In the great hall of the Sword Cloud Sect, Lu Qingyang's nominal father Lu Yi was currently standing before a young girl in a goose-yellow silk robe.

The girl in the goose-yellow silk robe had a slender figure and a pretty face, with a heroic air between her brows.

And though Lu Yi's words seemed to be praising Liu Qian'er, in truth every word carried a flavor of showing off Lu Qingyang's extraordinary talent.

After all, both were in their twenties, yet Lu Qingyang had not only condensed his Core — he was about to form his Nascent Soul!

Liu Qian'er could naturally hear this too, but it didn't matter.

Because she had taken a fancy to Lu Qingyang.

This Young Sect Master, reputed to be the greatest talent since the Sword Cloud Sect's founding, had long since stirred her admiration.

"Senior Brother Qingyang, hello!"

Liu Qian'er stepped forward and greeted Lu Qingyang with a generous smile.

"Mm."

Lu Qingyang nodded.

Toward Liu Qian'er, Lu Qingyang felt no aversion whatsoever. After all, in the Simulation, it was thanks to her dowry that he had quickly broken through to Nascent Soul and achieved Soul Transformation.

Moreover, the girl's appearance and temperament both suited his aesthetic tastes.

He naturally had no reason to refuse.

More importantly, he did not want to break the rhythm of the Simulation.

Lu Qingyang did not want any other variables to arise. He only wanted to cultivate steadily to age two hundred and fourteen…

"Yang'er, your father has decided to hold your wedding with Qian'er in a few days."

"Your wedding must be splendid and grand!"

Lu Yi patted his chest, his spirit soaring.

Hearing Lu Yi's words, a blush immediately appeared on Liu Qian'er's delicate face. She lowered her head without objection.

Seeing this, Lu Qingyang's heart, silent for many years, could not help but stir with faint ripples.

After all, the most beautiful words of love in this world could not compare to a young girl's blush…

The Flying Cloud Sect and Sword Cloud Sect — the marriage of the two sects' direct heirs was absolutely a monumental matter for both sects.

Their union could be called a solid alliance between two Spirit-Severing sects.

On the day of the grand wedding, within and without the Sword Cloud Sect, guests from every faction gathered.

"We congratulate Young Sect Master Lu Qingyang and Miss Liu Qian'er on becoming Dao Companions and growing old together!"

"Congratulations to Young Sect Master and Miss Liu Qian'er on becoming Dao Companions and growing old together!"

"Congratulations to the Young Sect Master and Miss Liu Qian'er on becoming Dao Companions and growing old together!"

…

For a time, the skies above the entire Sword Cloud Sect were filled with wave after wave of fervent cheering.

It was only when night fell that the entire Sword Cloud Sect finally calmed down somewhat.

Lu Qingyang and Liu Qian'er sat cross-legged facing each other within their own cave residence.

Looking at the graceful, full, and upright figure before him, Lu Qingyang felt the qi and blood in his body surge.

Two lifetimes as a person… and I've never experienced this before.

But then again, when cultivators have their wedding night… is it really the same as mortals?

Images surfaced one after another in Lu Qingyang's mind.

"Hus… Husband…"

Just as Lu Qingyang was lost in wild thoughts, Liu Qian'er suddenly spoke.

Lu Qingyang was startled and quickly reined in his thoughts, turning his head to look across.

"Qian… Qian'er."

"Husband… after today, you and I will be one family. So I have a treasure I want to show you."

Liu Qian'er said, her cheeks flushed red, an utterly shy appearance.

"A treasure?"

"What treasure?"

Lu Qingyang asked in confusion.

Hearing this, Liu Qian'er slowly extended her slender finger, trembling as she slipped off her skirt.

"When I married over, Father and Mother prepared many dowries for me, but the most precious one of all is… my body."

"Husband… take me. My Heavenly Fox Spirit Body is a spirit body seen only once in a thousand years. It can aid your cultivation…"

At this point, Liu Qian'er was already too ashamed to show her face, yet her eyes were full of anticipation…