In the secret chamber of the villa outside Divine Capital, Qing Yu sat cross-legged on a straw mat, his eyes closed, breathing rhythmically. His face sometimes twisted into a horrifying grimace and sometimes appeared blissful as if he had reached Pure Land, presenting a truly bizarre spectacle.
After receiving the task from Lu Qifeng, Qing Yu pondered repeatedly on how to preserve the way. It was necessary to simulate the "Vast Righteous Qi" in front of several Confucian elders, and surely it was not acceptable just because Lu Qifeng said he couldn't recognize it. After all, Lu Qifeng was not an expert in cultivating "Vast Righteous Qi" from the Confucian sect.
Lu Qifeng, a layman in Confucian martial arts, making such a statement truly could not set Qing Yu's mind at ease.
Thus, with such unease, Qing Yu initiated a method he had long pondered—a method to cultivate the "Black Heaven Book."
