Chapter 159
“Got you, you dog! Hehe!”
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Li Qingran
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Chapter 170: Quite Large Indeed
The hidden hand had been identified.
Chen Huai'an pondered that if he could just kill this old dog, surely Li Qingran's survival rate in the game would rise to a hundred percent, right?
However, the system did not present an option to directly eliminate this demonic cultivator.
It seemed that either the distance was too great for precise targeting, or it simply wasn’t part of the main storyline.
But so what?
This was a real world, where everything could be influenced by his every word and action.
Chen Huai'an paused for a moment, then gently poked at the soft, jade-like flesh of her cheek.
Though he couldn’t feel the exact texture, just looking at the way it sank in, he could imagine the sensation of his fingertip sinking into something as soft as cotton.
“Mm…” Li Qingran mumbled, pouting sleepily. Her dimples rippled as she frowned, her eyelashes fluttering as she murmured, “Master, don’t shake… the flying boat is going to fall into the Sea of Stars…” Her words, wrapped in the sweetness of osmanthus sugar, were scattered into tiny glimmers by the night breeze. Beneath her crimson skirt, a hint of pale pink silk stockings peeked out, embroidered with a crooked little rabbit, which flopped against the edge of the bamboo couch as she turned.
Falling into the Sea of Stars? Had she really fallen asleep in just a few minutes?
He had intended to wake Li Qingran to ask her to call Su Qinian.
But seeing her sleep so soundly, he couldn’t bring himself to disturb her.
During this time, Li Qingran had been diligently cultivating, her skills nearing the late stage of Foundation Establishment. Such a rapid pace of cultivation would make her a prodigy anywhere, and it was all thanks to her training for eight or nine hours a day.
“But how can I notify Su Qinian without Li Qingran’s help?”
Chen Huai'an shifted the game’s perspective to outside the small house. Even at maximum zoom, he could only see the complete peak of the Falling Sunset Peak. Although he could drag the map, all he encountered was a sea of fog.
Without spending money or having special plot events, it seemed his spiritual awareness was limited to this small area.
[Would you like to spend 998¥ to expand your spiritual awareness to cover the entire Sword Pavilion?]
[Next upgrade requires: Li Qingran’s cultivation level to reach Golden Core stage.]
Sleepiness came, bringing a pillow.
Chen Huai'an smirked, directly recharging. Was 998 even a significant amount for him?
As the money vanished, his spiritual awareness expanded, illuminating a large section of the dark map.
“So this is what it feels like to have a powerful spiritual awareness scanning the surroundings?” Chen Huai'an glanced around, feeling as if every blade of grass and tree was under his control. He casually looked at a figure, and the camera automatically zoomed in, revealing Yue Qianchi, that troublesome girl.
Upon seeing what Yue Qianchi was up to, Chen Huai'an quickly averted his gaze.
“Don’t look, don’t look… but it really is quite large…”
Li Qingran had mentioned that Yue Qianchi liked to sleep naked, and it turned out to be true—she was completely unclothed. No wonder there were so many formations outside her cave dwelling.
He locked his view on Su Qinian inside the main hall, continuously zooming in.
There, Su Qinian was half-reclining on a bamboo couch, one hand propping up his chin, the other fiddling with a personal communication jade slip, looking utterly relaxed with a goofy smile.
He could faintly hear the voice he was projecting:
“Xiao Yueyue, I miss you so much. How have you been lately? Your cultivation hasn’t fallen behind, has it? Hehe, one of these days, I’ll come check your body myself… By the way, I’ve been a bit tight on resources lately. Could you lend me some spirit stones? Just a little will do~ Oh, Xiao Yueyue, you’re the best~”
Chen Huai'an: “…”
Now he finally understood why the Sword Pavilion was so poor yet could always provide the spirit stones its disciples needed.
This Su Pavilion Master was putting in quite a bit of effort behind the scenes.
“Ahem!” Chen Huai'an cleared his throat.
Su Qinian jumped, nearly dropping the jade slip in his hand.
“Damn… ahahaha, it’s you, Ancestor! When did you arrive?”
Chen Huai'an watched as the Sword Pavilion Master awkwardly hid the communication slip behind his back, his smile looking painfully forced.
[You’ve been here for three breaths… I didn’t expect Su Pavilion Master to have so many beautiful acquaintances. Truly enviable.]
Su Qinian felt a chill run down his spine, as if he were sitting on pins and needles.
He thought to himself, how did the Ancestor know what he was doing?
Even a Void Refinement expert’s spiritual awareness shouldn’t be able to see that much.
His entire Sword Pavilion was under the protection of the sect’s great formation.
That formation, reinforced by generations of sect leaders, had developed its own sentience, providing not only protection but also safeguarding the privacy of the disciples.
Could it be that the Ancestor’s power had grown to the point where he could ignore the formation’s shielding effects?
Thinking this, Su Qinian felt a wave of cold wash over him.
Did that mean the Ancestor had been watching him borrow spirit stones and flirt around all this time?
Even though he was getting older, Su Qinian couldn’t help but feel his face flush, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
“Old Su, I just calculated a divination and found that the mastermind behind these demonic cultivators is in a mortal town in the Eastern Continent. He’s currently disguised as a merchant. Take some people with you and help me take him out.”
The void fell silent for a moment:
“I was sitting alone in the Ziwei Courtyard, divining the heavenly secrets, and saw the greedy wolf star’s light plummeting into the mortal realm of the Eastern Continent. At the fragrant apricot blossom ferry, there’s likely a ‘闲人’ (idle person) disguised as a merchant, holding the causal thread that could trigger a massacre of three thousand!”
Su Qinian was confused: “??? What?”
“Wait, Ancestor, what are you talking about?!”
He understood each word separately, but when they came together, he was utterly lost.
Had the Ancestor’s cultivation really become that extraordinary?
Was he now using the Ziwei star as a cushion for his divination?!
The void fell silent again for a moment:
“I’m telling you to go to the mortal town in the Eastern Continent to kill a person. That person is the mastermind behind the demonic incident!”
Su Qinian suddenly understood.
Wasn’t that straightforward?
So he did understand!
“May I ask, Ancestor, what is the cultivation level of that demonic cultivator?”
“Perfected Transformation Stage.”
“Gah—!” Su Qinian winced, “Ancestor, I’m no match for that demonic cultivator! How about you give me some enlightenment and boost my cultivation to Perfected Transformation Stage? I’ll just take my sword and go take him out!”
“Fool! Can’t you notify the leaders of the Pill Sect and Lingxi Valley to go with you? And you want me to enlighten you? I wouldn’t mind giving you a little breeze in the main hall instead!”
Su Qinian shrank his head and chuckled awkwardly: “Yes, yes, Ancestor, you’re right.”
He was just joking, but he didn’t expect the Ancestor to be so serious.
It seemed the Ancestor had quite a strict personality… no wonder he was the leader of Wan Jian Peak.
Then he heard the void say again:
“By the way, take Qingran with you. Let that little girl see the world, but you must wait an hour before calling her.”
Su Qinian was taken aback, “Ancestor, why wait an hour?”
The void snorted coldly and replied:
“Because my disciple is sleeping. Let her sleep a little longer!”
“What? Do you have an opinion?”
“I wouldn’t dare…”
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Chapter 171: In the End, It’s Still Me Who Has to Spend Money
Night, a pitch-black night.
The wind, a chilling wind.
Ji Dong leaned against the edge of the bed, gazing at the small town under the night sky, a surge of murderous desire rising within him.
As a demonic cultivator, if he had come to the realm of mortals without stirring up some trouble for the righteous path, he would be unworthy of the title of demonic cultivator!
“Which house should I start my killing spree with?” Ji Dong took a deep breath, sensing the air in the night wind, and finally set his sights on the direction of the town mayor’s residence—there was a strong smell of blood, a heavy stench of blood.
“Hehe, this will do!”
His figure flickered, and he instantly appeared in front of the mayor’s residence, where the sharp cries of a woman could be heard.
“Master, please don’t hit her anymore! She’s still so young; she didn’t mean to defy you…”
In the courtyard of the mayor’s residence, an old man with half-white hair was mercilessly beating a mother and daughter with a thorny rattan stick. The two were covered in blood, barely recognizable, yet the old man continued to strike, panting heavily but unwilling to stop.
A cold glint flashed.
A bloodied blade suddenly pierced through the old man’s back.
Ji Dong stepped through the moon gate, his black boots crunching on the bluestone as he walked past the old man’s lifeless body, which stared wide-eyed into the void.
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