Qi Cultivation Starting from the Repair Panel

Within the grand hall, only about a dozen people were scattered about, giving the space a somewhat vacant air.

As Chu Zheng stepped into the hall, he immediately drew the gaze of everyone present.

"This is the Taixuan Holy Master, the martial prodigy who broke the chains of fate, now in Taixuan," someone remarked.

Bai Zhixiao's face bore a smile:

"The Taixuan Holy Master is indeed Cangyun's youngest pride of the heavens. At just twenty-three, he has already entered Divine Transformation and is on the verge of mastering Tongxuan. Now with the acquisition of two Superior Immortal Bones, this is a sign of a great rise for Taixuan," he said.

As Bai Zhixiao's voice faded, a hint of envy appeared in the eyes of those around him. Taixuan gained possession of a martial prodigy and now, without much effort, was able to secure two of the delivered Superior Immortal Bones.

With Chu Zheng included, it truly was a sign of Taixuan Holy Land's impending rise.

Chu Zheng's face showed little emotion as he stared at Bai Zhixiao, his gaze indifferent.

He was very clear that Bai Zhixiao must be aware of his relationship with Song Lingxue, otherwise, his attitude would not be like this.

A faint trace of killing intent spread, Bai Zhixiao's smile not reaching his eyes as he met Chu Zheng's gaze, the corners of his mouth tugging upward slightly.

It was all youthful arrogance—provoked by just a few words, he was already struggling to stay composed.

Geng Yiyang, back in the day, had suddenly made his move, killing Zhou Zili, all for the contention over that martial prodigy.

Bai Zhixiao had already conducted an extremely detailed investigation into the matter, and had even followed the trail all the way to Great Zhou and Giant Marsh.

It was only after expending considerable effort through the Song Clan in Taixuan City that he managed to glean information about Song Lingxue.

Who would have imagined that the Taixuan Holy Master's first wife could be a martial cultivator, and moreover, a pride of the heavens capable of breaking the shackles of heavenly fate?

This piece of news, in the present Cangyun Realm, was known to very few.

Using his first wife in exchange for someone was almost like thrusting a knife into Chu Zheng's heart.

Chu Zheng calmed the tumultuous resentment in his heart and looked towards the two special envoys from the Martial Hall, greeting them:

"Chu Zheng, at your service, esteemed envoys."

"We've heard much about you on our trip here. Taixuan Holy Master, you have extraordinary talent. Once you join the Immortal Alliance, you'll surely have much success," proclaimed Xie Xingzhong with a hearty laugh. He appeared to be in his late thirties, with rough, distinct features, dressed in black, and of very imposing stature—standing over nine feet tall, with forearms as thick as the thighs of an average man, his muscles impressively knotted.

Even from several yards away, Chu Zheng could hear the thunderous rumble from the rushing blood within his veins, an awe-inspiring sound.

Yu Ning, standing next to him, nodded slightly in greeting as well.

She looked much younger and was strikingly beautiful, not yet thirty, with a tall figure. Within every strand of her hair and every inch of her being, there was an explosive power that could not be overlooked, her aura as fierce as that of a dragon or a tiger.

The combat strength of martial cultivators was clearly stronger than that of other Daoist orthodoxies, but the strain on their bodies was equally apparent, with old injuries in their organs and the difficulty of healing due to constant battles.

Upon seeing these two, Chu Zheng had already thought of how to arrange for the future.

He would help the two envoys repair the hidden injuries in their bodies and then present them with a generous amount of cultivation resources, which would provide a temporary shelter for Song Lingxue.

"Taixuan has looked after our martial prodigy for some time. Of the Immortal Seedlings sent by the Martial Hall, Taixuan may first choose two, in line with the Immortal Alliance's wishes," Xie Xingzhong gestured with his hand, indicating the four Immortal Seedlings standing to the side.

Chu Zheng's gaze fell upon the four individuals, three males and one female, all around fifteen or sixteen years old, practiced in basic martial arts but never trained in Immortal Laws.

Judging by the information from his Spiritual Eye, all were indeed of Superior Immortal Bone, each with different physiologies.

Chu Zheng chose one male and one female, as among the four, only these two had physiologies inclined towards fire, suitable for the Taixuan Divine Fire Scripture.

With these two, it would be no longer than a few hundred years before Taixuan Holy Land would gain two more Immortal Tribulation Cultivators.

The two selected individuals both appeared apprehensive, having traveled across starry seas, leaving their homelands to come to Cangyun, with uncertain futures ahead; naturally, they were filled with unease.

The two of them stepped towards Chu Zheng, and the girl suddenly knelt, bowing deeply:

"Fu Xin, at your service, Holy Master."

The boy next to her hesitated for a moment, then followed suit, kneeling down: "Rong Yucun, in the presence of the Holy Master."

"No need for such formalities," Chu Zheng said softly, helping the two of them up, his expression revealing neither joy nor anger.

These two children before him were just pitiful figures caught up in the tide of power, not masters of their own fates, their current plight stemming simply from an extra piece of bone behind their heads.

But if one were to speak of joy, naturally, there was none to be had.

The attention of the remaining people now fell upon the other two youths, their eyes burning with anticipation, seemingly eager.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"Esteemed envoys, may I inquire as to what is intended for these remaining two Immortal Seedlings?" Bai Zhixiao was the first to speak up, voicing the question in everyone's mind.

"These two will depend on how much you all are willing to pay," Xie Xingzhong answered without disguise, grinning: "The Martial Hall gave us two full authority to handle this. Let's keep it simple; the highest bidder wins."

The crowd was somewhat surprised, as they had not anticipated Xie Xingzhong to be so forthright, immediately starting an auction.

But for them, this straightforward approach was actually more convenient.

"The Taixu Holy Land is willing to offer one Superior Cave Heaven, a hundred Ten-Thousand-Year-Old Spiritual Medicines, and one million Top-Quality Spiritual Stones for one Immortal Seedling," Bai Zhixiao stated without any hesitation, his offer shockingly generous.

Leaving aside the Spiritual Medicines and Spiritual Stones, just the offering of a Superior Cave Heaven was of incalculable value—a separate Small World nurturing Spirit Veins within it.

This Small World can only be created by an Immortal Tribulation Cultivator, and throughout their lifetime, they could only carve out one such Cave Heaven.