Yueli dragged the stick across the temple floor, slowly making a sketch of the Blue Moon Continent, or at least what she knew of it.
Maps of the continent were rare, especially in an isolated place like the Heavenly Thunder Kingdom.
All she knew was part of the coast of the main land and the island itself that made up the kingdom.
âItâs truly small...â Qingyi sighed.
The Heavenly Thunder Realm barely had a tenth of the population of the Golden Sun Realm, with Qi so thin that any cultivator of the Golden Core Realm was considered an incomparable expert.
Focusing on the map, he got an idea of where the Golden Sun Realm was and couldnât help but shake his head.
It was a long way away.
He would have to cross a sea and travel thousands of kilometers before he could feel his Feiyanâs embrace again.
His eyes shifted from Yueli to the girls training in the center of the courtyard.
Their faces were serious as they swung their swords in unison and manipulated their lightning Qi.
But honestly, it was hard for Qingyi to see it as anything other than a sensual dance.
Their drenched white clothes certainly didnât help matters.
His gaze roamed over the full breasts and voluptuous ass exposed by the thin, wet fabric, imagining what it would be like to sleep crushed between those succulent curves.
Fortunately, Yueli didnât notice the growing bulge in his pants, nor did she even consider that his gaze in the direction of the women was something lascivious.
"Theyâre talented, arenât they?" Yueliâs cherry lips curved into a proud smile.
"Yes..." Qingyi replied, closing her eyes for a brief moment and pushing away those sinful thoughts.
Honestly, they were too talented.
His eyes focused on Yueli, observing her status.
[Name: Qin Yueli
Age: 35
Corruption: 0/100
Chastity: Intact
Lust: 2%
Talent: genius
Reward: high
Cultivation: First stage of the foundation realm.
Spiritual roots: Ninth level lightning spiritual root.
Lineage: None
Constitution: None
Traits: Faithful, honest, caring, milf, lightning priestess].
She was truly very talented, even her traits were perfect.
The same went for all those women.
Even the less talented ones would be great talents for the Ascending Dragon Sect.
Just... how could so many have been gathered together in an isolated temple like this? The idea simply didnât enter his head.
"Honestly, if they were in the Heavenly Dragon Sect, any one of them could qualify to be one of the sectâs most powerful disciples. It must have been difficult to gather so many talents like that."
"It was..." Qin Yueliâs beautiful, mature face saddened slightly when he heard those words, his eyes looking distant.
"You know... we used to be the rulers of this island... The founder of our temple was a powerful cultivator of the transcendence realm who wielded a sword that fell from the celestial heaven...
The heavenly thunder island used to be the only one that had enough Qi density for breakthroughs beyond the burning blood realm."
Hearing those words, Qingyiâs head almost exploded.
A sword that had fallen from the celestial heaven? Just how absurd was that story?
Of course, he didnât have the heart to say it was a lie.
The system itself was something that came from the celestial heaven.
It would be very ignorant to deny it, but it was still difficult to hide an incredulous expression.
"I know it sounds absurd," Yueli laughed at the expression on Qingyiâs face. "But itâs true."
She continued.
"That wasnât just any sword, it was a spirit sword, one with an ego, the ego of a lightning spirit. And thatâs who weâve worshipped since the creation of our temple.
When the founder became the ruler of the island, she established the spirit of lightning as our deity, spreading its power all over the island and increasing the density of Qi tremendously."
"But then..." Yueliâs voice suddenly died away.
"Something bad has happened..." Qingyi murmured, his voice low, but loud enough for Yueli to hear.
"Yes." She nodded. "Our founder was betrayed by her most beloved disciple, stabbed in the back and surrounded by dozens of enemies... She killed them, but still ended up perishing from her wounds.
The sword fragmented into several pieces and the spirit isolated itself, killing anyone who tried to make a contract with it..."
Yueliâs beautiful blue eyes stared into the sunset before briefly closing.
"After that, the temple lost more and more power... My master was the last lightning spirit priestess to reach the golden core realm, dedicating her whole life to bringing us together..."
"I understand..." Qingyi also watched the sunset before his eyes focused on Yueli, whose face was filled with suppressed grief.
"Iâm sorry," he said, but Yueli just shook her head, forcing a bitter smile onto her face.
"Itâs okay, itâs in the past. The important thing is that my sisters are safe... thanks to you." Her smile got a little brighter and they both just focused on the sunset, close enough to feel each otherâs body heat.
After a brief momentâs hesitation, Yueli spoke. "You can stay here for as long as you like, but I really think you should leave as soon as possible."
"Uh? Why?"
"The red claw gang, theyâre going to come back, and theyâre going to come back wanting revenge.
I know youâre powerful, but even so, they have an expert of the seventh stage of the foundation realm and many others in the third and fourth realm."
"I really donât want you to be in danger by getting involved because of our affairs..." She concluded.
Qingyi didnât seem like a bad man, and she really didnât want to see him get hurt because of them.
They already owed him so much.
Qingyi understood that thought well, but in the end, he just shook his head.
"Donât worry about it. Since Iâm already involved in this matter, Iâll stay until the end. Iâm pretty sure I made things worse for you by killing those guys." Qingyi laughed confidently as he stood up.
A cultivator of the seventh stage of the Foundation Realm put no fear into him, and he wouldnât allow anyone to touch those women.
No one but himself, of course.
A playful smile briefly appeared on his face before he forced a calm expression.
"But-" Qin Yueli tried to speak, but was interrupted.
"Why donât we train a bit together? If you have any swords to lend me, Iâm already feeling rusty."
"But... what about your injuries?" Yueli asked.
Qingyiâs proposal made her eyes light up, but he was injured. How could they spar fairly?
"My body is already fine, the damage is only to my meridians. As long as I donât use Qi, Iâll be fine."
Hearing those words, Yueli hesitated for a single moment before a big smile took over her face.
She was eager to see Qingyiâs power, even if he couldnât use his Qi.