Chapter 112
Yue Qianchi felt a sudden darkness before his eyes and hurried to the front of the flying boat, ready to send a message to the disciples inside the Sword Pavilion. However, they were still quite a distance from the mountain gate, and he couldn't transmit his voice. He could only rush back to Li Qingran's side.
“Junior Sister, we need to leave the flying boat quickly! That guy is coming!”
“That guy?” Li Qingran blinked in confusion.
In the next moment, a long, drawn-out wolf howl echoed through the air.
…
At the back mountain of the Sword Pavilion.
Su Qinian stood before the unsealed protective formation, facing a pitch-black cave.
Within, a pair of crimson eyes locked onto his, and even though he couldn't see the whole figure, just the eyes alone hinted at a massive creature. Yet, facing such a behemoth, not only was Su Qinian unafraid, but the other disciples of the Sword Pavilion were also completely at ease.
“Do your best! Bring that flying boat down, and I’ll make sure to find you a wife next year!”
Su Qinian waved his hand, signaling the disciples beside him to open the gate.
As soon as the gate was lifted, a wolf howl pierced the sky.
Accompanied by heavy and hurried footsteps, a swirling mass of darkness burst from the cave, shooting up into the sky like a wild horse breaking free.
The Sword Pavilion's guardian beast—howling moon wolf king, Da Ha.
A late-stage demon king, equivalent to a late-stage transformation cultivator.
Its features included tough skin and thick fur, with three fiery patterns on its face, making it look strikingly handsome and fiercely powerful. As for its shortcomings, it was single-minded, overly energetic, and had a penchant for destruction.
Sending Da Ha to dismantle the flying boat was Su Qinian's strategy.
For instance—guardian beasts don’t know any better; what’s wrong with dismantling a flying boat?
Moreover—it's the guardian beast's duty to protect the sect, so it’s only natural for it to attack something flying over the Sword Pavilion!
And—flying boats can be repaired, but can guardian beasts? Their injuries can heal, but what about their mental scars? It’s still just a child! If our guardian beast gets hurt, we’ll demand compensation!
In short, robbing flying boats was one of the Sword Pavilion's annual income sources.
However, in recent years, the number of flying boats passing over the Sword Pavilion had dwindled.
Most were from second-generation disciples of sects unfamiliar with the Sword Pavilion.
These second-generation disciples usually had considerable backing, and as the head of the Sword Pavilion, Su Qinian couldn’t just strip them of all their possessions. Out of respect, he would at least let them leave the Sword Pavilion dressed.
The flying boat overhead looked quite luxurious and sizable.
This meant the second-generation disciples inside were definitely wealthy.
Su Qinian thought happily to himself.
He was already envisioning how to spend the money he would earn…
First, he would replenish the sect's inventory, then buy some materials for magic tools for Yue Qianchi. The girl was so reluctant to replace her sword even when it was dull. Oh, and he needed to buy some spirit wine; always stealing from Xu An wasn’t a sustainable plan.
If there were extra spirit stones, he’d get some for Da Ha too; enjoyment is important, and it wouldn’t be good if it developed issues later.
Da Ha was already quite skilled at dismantling flying boats.
He felt confident leaving it to Da Ha; it would definitely dismantle the flying boat into pieces before the other party could request help from their sect.
“Jie jie~”
Seeing the white spirit stones almost within reach, Su Qinian couldn’t help but place his hands on his hips and laugh heartily.
“Master! Don’t hit! It’s me and Qingran!”
A voice echoed in his mind.
Su Qinian froze, his smile faltering as his gaze locked onto the distant speck of the flying boat.
Next to the speck was a larger black shape with wings spread wide—that was Da Ha.
“Damn it, the flying boat has Yue Qianchi and Li Qingran on it!” Su Qinian exclaimed in shock.
As a late-stage transformation cultivator, he could instantly pinpoint the direction of the voice.
Given his understanding of Yue Qianchi, he didn’t need to verify the identity of the voice sender.
The surrounding disciples of the Sword Pavilion were equally stunned.
“How is that possible?”
“Where did Senior Sister Yue and Junior Sister Li get a flying boat?”
“That’s not the point! Who’s going to stop Da Ha?!”
Boom—!
A fierce wind sent the disciples of the Sword Pavilion tumbling.
Before the deafening sound of the explosion faded, Su Qinian had already leaped into the air.
…
【Dismantle the flying boat! Mate! Dismantle the flying boat! Mate!】
In front of the flying boat, Da Ha was overwhelmed by a strong desire.
Even if the familiar Yue Qianchi was on the flying boat, so what?
It was all fake!
Everything was fake!
No one could stop it from dismantling the flying boat…
“Roar—!”
Da Ha dove toward the terrified Yue Qianchi and Li Qingran.
Its massive body twisted as it crashed into the flying boat's flight formation.
“Beast! Stop—!!” Su Qinian shouted, his face turning green with anger.
But Da Ha was also a cultivator of sword techniques, and its speed in the air was not much slower than his.
He had started a moment too late, and now he was ten steps behind, helplessly watching Da Ha collide with the flying boat.
“It’s over!”
Just then, the space in front of the flying boat twisted.
A white-haired cultivator suddenly appeared.
Without any visible movement, he simply kicked at the guardian beast in mid-air.
Bang—!!!
The void shattered for an instant, then slowly healed under the power of the Heavenly Dao.
The shockwave sent ripples through the surrounding clouds, and even the flying boat was blasted a hundred meters away.
The guardian beast flew back past Su Qinian at an even faster speed, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Boom! A thunderous roar echoed through the mountain, followed by a mournful beast howl.
A small hill collapsed at an angle.
Su Qinian swallowed hard, staring at the white-haired cultivator standing tall in the sky, feeling a chill run down his spine.
Just as he was about to speak, he heard the cultivator coldly snort:
【This is your first warning!】
【If there’s a next time, I won’t hesitate to cook some dog meat!】
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Chapter 119: The Fragment
“Just when I thought I was rolling in it, I’m completely broke now. Sigh…”
Chen Huai'an quickly calculated his balance and felt the weight of his responsibilities: “I should start by getting a grasp on the Tideborn Technique. Once that’s done, I’ll check the app for suitable tasks when the three eggs return.”
Li Qingran was now safely back at the sect.
There was no need for him to keep an eye on things.
So, he closed his eyes and continued to cultivate according to the experience Li Qingran had taught him.
…
In front of the Sword Pavilion's mountain gate.
A group of disciples stared in silence at the bruised and unconscious Da Ha.
“Wow—! It’s the first time I’ve seen the Mischievous Demon Dog Da Ha get beaten like this…”
“I heard it was a mysterious elder from our sect who did it, and that elder is also Junior Sister Li’s master.”
“Is he really that powerful?!”
“I think it’s good that Da Ha got a beating; it’ll save our spirit fields from being trampled on at the back of the Falling Sunset Peak.”
“Uh… if I remember correctly, it was the Pavilion Master who ordered the flying boat to be brought down, not Da Ha who wanted to get beaten…”
“Ahem!”
The conversation was getting out of hand.
Su Qinian quickly cleared his throat twice to silence the disciples, then smiled as he welcomed Li Qingran and Yue Qianchi down from the flying boat.
The moment that elder finished speaking, he left; it was clearly a transformation.
What he said seemed to be a warning to Da Ha, but in reality, it was a warning to him!
Shouldn’t he treat Qingran better now?
“Welcome back! How was it? Everything go smoothly? With my twenty low-grade spirit stones, I’m sure you faced no difficulties at all~”
Yue Qianchi rolled her eyes at his words but didn’t tell Su Qinian about her and Li Qingran’s experiences in Lingxi Valley.
Despite the Pavilion Master’s usual carefree demeanor, he truly took action when his disciples were in trouble. If it turned out that Yun Suxin had deliberately set up illusions to make things difficult, he might just storm into Lingxi Valley with his sword to demand an explanation.
“Reporting to the Sect Master, we’ve gathered the spirit herbs; only two more medicinal ingredients are left.” Li Qingran cupped her hands in salute, her face beaming with joy.
Now that she was back at the sect, she could start preparing for alchemy. Every step she took toward detoxifying her master filled her with excitement.
“Very good, very good!” Su Qinian said, puffing out his chest with a smug smile, “I bet our Sword Pavilion has quite the reputation outside; Lingxi Valley wouldn’t dare to make things difficult for you! Hehehe~”
Yue Qianchi rolled her eyes again at his words.
They hadn’t even faced any difficulties yet!
If it weren’t for Li Qingran’s master coming to the rescue in time, they would probably still be trudging back in defeat, and their flying boat would have been confiscated.
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