Chapter 94: Sun-Moon Pool

“Junior Brother, since you are acquainted with Senior Sister Li, could I trouble you to make an introduction?” Shu You probed.

“I need to first ask for Senior Sister Wan’er’s opinion.” Chen Beiwu did not refuse.

Among cultivators, favors and networks were built in just this way.

However, to avoid a failed request, he needed to become more familiar with Senior Sister Wan’er before bringing it up.

Hearing this, Shu You’s eyes lit up slightly. She poured a cup of tea and handed it to Chen Beiwu, her form of address also shifting. “Of course, I’ll leave this matter in Zi’ang’s hands.”

…

The next morning, Chen Beiwu went out with Gold Egg.

This time, he did not place Gold Egg inside the Spirit Beast Bag, but instead let him coil around his waist sash like an ornament.

“Gulu.”

Gold Egg looked around curiously, unable to hide his excitement.

“Junior Brother, is this a gift for me?”

Senior Sister Wan’er suddenly appeared and poked Gold Egg’s head with her finger, startling him into widening his eyes.

“Senior Sister misunderstands. This is not a gift, but my contracted Spirit Beast.” Chen Beiwu explained.

“Fine then.” Wan’er smacked her lips, her face showing disappointment.

Such a plump fish—if deep-fried, the taste would surely be delicious.

“Follow me.”

Li Wan’er’s gloom passed as quickly as it came. Soon, she was hopping forward to lead the way, showing none of the airs of a Third-Tier Alchemist.

At the entrance of the Nine Apertures Sun-Moon Pool, a young man and two women were waiting.

“Why hasn’t he come yet?” Yu Ying’s face darkened, her ample chest trembling slightly.

“Junior Sister Yu, perhaps we should just let it go.” A tall black-robed youth with a sword at his waist advised.

“Let it go?” Yu Ying cast him a scornful glance. “Senior Brother Lu, if the stolen spot were yours instead of mine, would you be able to swallow this insult?”

Lu Jian fell silent.

Within the Nine Apertures Sun-Moon Pool dwelled Moonlight Yin Qi and Sunlight Yang Qi.

The former could cleanse the distracting thoughts of a Qi Refining cultivator’s soul, slightly enhancing comprehension. The latter could wash through meridians, healing hidden injuries and even improving spiritual root aptitude.

When both energies combined, the effect was marrow-cleansing and body-reforging.

One had to understand—the Mirror Moon Sect had hundreds of thousands of outer disciples, and only those who proved exceptional, seizing a top-three spot in the outer sect competition, earned the right to cultivate in the Nine Apertures Sun-Moon Pool for half a month.

The rarity of such a quota was self-evident.

If he were a True Inheritor, perhaps he could give it up without care.

After all, to a True Inheritor, the Nine Apertures Sun-Moon Pool was merely a place where spiritual veins intersected, not truly a treasure ground.

But he was only an outer sect Qi Refining peak cultivator.

For him, the Sun-Moon Pool was a once-in-a-century chance, perhaps even the key to breaking through to Foundation Establishment.

If someone tried to take that chance from him, he would go even further than Yu Ying.

“And if you cannot swallow it, what then? This is the sect’s arrangement.” Li Lin said firmly.

Each year’s outer sect champion could directly enter the inner sect, becoming an inner disciple, thus her loyalty to the sect ran deep.

In her eyes, Yu Ying lost her quota simply because she was not strong enough!

Had she won second place, then Lu Jian would have been the one losing his spot this time.

“The sect has the Struggle Policy, Senior Sister Li, have you forgotten?” Yu Ying sneered.

At that, both Li Lin and Lu Jian froze, surprise flashing in their eyes.

The path of cultivation was one of struggle.

Those unwilling to fight could never achieve greatness, much less immortality.

Thus, the Mirror Moon Sect established the Struggle Policy.

If a disciple was unwilling to accept the sect’s arrangements, believing their talent unmatched, they could, under the Temple of Accord’s witness, duel their rival to determine the ownership of the quota.

“Let’s hope you don’t regret this, Junior Sister Yu.” Li Lin shook her head.

Kind words could not dissuade a fool rushing to their doom.

Any disciple who could parachute into a Sun-Moon Pool quota surely had an extraordinary background.

If Yu Ying insisted on struggling, no matter win or lose, her ending would not be pleasant.

“At worst, I die.” Yu Ying sneered.

“Step!”

“Step!”

“Step!”

At that moment, cheerful footsteps echoed. A little girl slowly came into view.

The three of them narrowed their eyes, their gazes falling on the emblem stitched to her robe.

The instant they recognized the emblem, Yu Ying’s face turned pale, her body trembling instinctively.

No, impossible!

How could a True Inheritor lower themselves to seize a Sun-Moon Pool quota?

“Junior Brother, this is the place.” Li Wan’er waved at the figure behind her.

The next second, under everyone’s gaze, another silhouette strode forward atop drifting clouds.

Sunlight filtered through bamboo leaves, illuminating his sword-like brows and starry eyes.

Li Lin narrowed her eyes, instantly recalling their encounter yesterday.

Yu Ying drew a deep breath and quickly approached Chen Beiwu. “So you’re the one who stole my spot?”

Chen Beiwu paused, glancing at Wan’er. “And she is…?”

“I don’t know, I was only told to bring you here.”

As if recalling something, Li Wan’er pulled a jade pendant from her storage ring and crushed it, then clapped her hands cheerfully. “Well, my mission’s done. Junior Brother, enjoy your bath—I won’t be joining.”

With that, her figure dissolved into a streak of rainbow light, leaving Chen Beiwu bewildered.

Seeing the True Inheritor she feared vanish, Yu Ying’s eyes locked on Chen Beiwu, her tone fierce. “Answer me, was it you who took my quota?”

“Step aside.” Chen Beiwu frowned.

He had meant to ask clearly about the quota’s origin.

But her hostile attitude killed his will to converse.

“Today, I challenge you!” Yu Ying pulled out a blood-written document stamped with the Temple of Accord’s seal.

“Pointless.”

Chen Beiwu shook his head, looking toward the approaching rainbow light in the distance.

“You must be the ones entering the Sun-Moon Pool this time.” The rainbow glow dispersed, revealing a young cultivator in Mirror Moon Sect robes.

“Greetings, Deacon Yun.” The four greeted at once.

“Why is there an extra person?” Deacon Yun’s gaze fell on Yu Ying.

Yu Ying’s heart trembled, but she forced herself to speak. “Deacon, I want to challenge this Senior Brother. According to sect custom, the outer sect’s top three should be eligible for the Sun-Moon Pool.”

“Challenge?” Deacon Yun frowned, waving her off like a fly. “Nonsense. Without the Temple of Accord’s witness, that blood contract is meaningless.”

“Also, who told you the outer sect’s top three were eligible? The sect’s laws never once stated that.”

With that, he smiled warmly at Chen Beiwu. “It has been a long time, Junior Brother Chen. Your bearing is as impressive as ever.”

Seeing this, Li Lin and Lu Jian exchanged knowing glances.

Their suspicions were right—this mysterious figure was not someone to offend.

“No, that’s wrong! It’s always been the unwritten rule! He stole my quota!” Yu Ying glared at Chen Beiwu with venom.

“Ridiculous.” At this, Deacon Yun turned back, releasing a faint Foundation Establishment pressure. “Then let me ask you—last year’s outer sect top three, did any of them enter the Sun-Moon Pool?”

Yu Ying froze, then muttered, “That was only because the two energies hadn’t recovered yet!”

“And the year before that?” Deacon Yun’s cold gaze cut into her.

The Sun-Moon Pool was reserved for geniuses.

If not for Junior Brother Chen’s entry, this year’s outer sect top three likewise would not have been allowed in.

The reason was simple—this year’s champion had failed to draw the attention of the Golden Core Elders, let alone earn their approval.

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