Chapter 270
As he raised his gaze, he saw the glimmering figure of the Sword Pavilion's ancestor, who had only reached the Foundation Establishment stage. If it weren't for the unmistakable aura, he might have almost failed to recognize him.
No matter the realm, if one wasn't at the Void Refinement stage, they had already reached it. What was the harm in hiding a mere Divine Transformation stage from him?
"Ancestor, good morning~"
Chen Huai'an's lips twitched as he was about to say something.
In the next moment.
Boom—!
A sword qi descended, crashing down on Su Qinian. The shockwave split the entire lake in two, with walls of water rising and refusing to close for a long time.
Yet, a layer of golden light enveloped Su Qinian, leaving him unscathed. However, the sword qi had come too swiftly; it activated his defenses only upon striking his skin, resulting in his head of gray-and-white hair being completely shaved off by the blade.
The three direct disciples stared at their master’s shiny bald head, dumbfounded and speechless.
Su Qinian lowered his head, watching clumps of hair float down before his eyes, his shoulders trembling slightly.
"Who goes there?"
The swordsman in the clouds still hadn't grasped the gravity of the situation.
Song Qingfeng, the sect master of Qingfeng Sect, looked puzzled, squinting at the figure but unable to see through their cultivation level.
He couldn't believe that someone could block such a sword strike with mere flesh and blood.
This was a strike from the late Yuanying stage.
In the current era of spiritual energy revival, a Yuanying cultivator could be considered a terrestrial immortal.
"Who?!"
In response to Song Qingfeng, a voice thundered, suppressing its fury.
Or rather, that fury was not suppressed at all; it was merely building up within the sword, reaching its peak.
A strike from the peak of the Divine Transformation stage, even without using the Law of Heaven and Earth, was not something a mere Yuanying could withstand.
The sword's edge pointed down, its tip touching the lake's surface, creating ripples.
As Su Qinian looked up at the sky, the ripples on the water froze, as if the entire lake had solidified under the pressure of the peak Divine Transformation.
The cliffs on the shore reflected on the sword's body, gradually merging with the mountains until he was indistinguishable from them. He soared into the air, hands raised as if to lift the mountains themselves.
With a downward slash—
At this moment, dawn was breaking, but the thin light of day was obscured by the shadow of the sword.
The dim sky was violently smeared with a wild stroke of ink, and a whole mass of dark clouds suddenly collapsed downward.
Song Qingfeng looked up, his eyes nearly bursting.
What he saw was not just sword qi, but a mountain descending to crush him.
Endless, with nowhere to escape.
In that moment, he understood.
The one who had blocked his sword was far beyond him in cultivation.
That was—Divine Transformation!
A terrifying existence that should not have appeared in the early stages of spiritual energy revival.
Only the ancient monsters of Dà Léi Yīn Temple or Kunlun Immortal Palace could possess such power.
Run!
At this moment, the only option was to flee!
No matter what dragon soul or whatever, if he lost his life, what good was a dragon soul?
He activated his escape technique, shrinking the distance to ten miles in an instant.
But the feeling of being hunted did not dissipate; turning his head, he was instantly horrified.
The mountain-like shadow of the sword still loomed above him.
It seemed to fall at an incredibly slow pace, yet no matter how he twisted and turned, he could not evade it.
At that moment, he felt like a monkey in the hands of the Buddha.
"Senior, why must you strike first when we meet? There might just be a small misunderstanding between us!"
"I have some connections with an elder from Kunlun Immortal Palace; I hope you can show mercy!"
Song Qingfeng softened his tone, knowing that Qingfeng Sect was a subordinate force of Kunlun Immortal Palace.
The other party, having reached the Divine Transformation stage, surely knew of Kunlun Immortal Palace...
However, all that echoed from the horizon was a furious roar:
"To hell with your Immortal Palace! You can take that to the grave with you!"
"Senior! I have hair growth elixir..."
"Go to hell!"
"Die—!"
Boom! The sword qi descended, obliterating both body and soul into dust.
On the lake's surface, Su Qinian, who had just slain a Yuanying, felt a surge of anger as he touched his smooth bald head.
"Now it's your turn!"
Before his words faded, he vanished from his spot.
The figures fleeing in the clouds had no chance of escaping the grasp of a peak Divine Transformation cultivator.
For Su Qinian, it was merely a matter of drawing his sword and cutting through them like chopping vegetables.
In less than a minute, he had wiped out the remaining Jindan cultivators, reducing them to ashes.
"Ancestor, I hope I didn't embarrass you."
Su Qinian stood before Chen Huai'an, cupping his hands in a bow, forcing a smile as he pulled out a piece of cloth from his storage bag to cover his bald head.
The three direct disciples of the Sword Pavilion wanted to laugh at their master's awkwardness but dared not, their faces turning crimson.
If they laughed out loud, their time in the Sword Tomb for reflection would surely double.
"You did well," Chen Huai'an nodded seriously.
Perhaps because he often saw Su Qinian, he remained unfazed even when facing a peak Divine Transformation cultivator, maintaining the demeanor of the Sword Pavilion's ancestor.
"Is there anything else you wish to command, Ancestor?"
At this moment, Su Qinian took the time to observe the ancestor's appearance. He thought to himself, as expected of the ancestor; this half-dragon, half-human form clearly bore the bloodline of a true dragon.
Only someone like the ancestor would dare to present themselves this way.
If one were below the Void Refinement stage, they would either be hunted by the righteous sects of Cangyun Realm for being half-human, half-demon, or be targeted by demonic sects coveting the true dragon bloodline, always at risk of ambush. Alternatively, they might even be issued a bounty by the demon race for insulting the true dragon bloodline.
Seeing Chen Huai'an remain silent, Su Qinian looked around and continued to ask, "Also, Ancestor, what’s going on in this world? It seems..."
Chen Huai'an waved his hand dismissively, "Why ask so much? Knowing too much isn't good for you. When the time comes, you can leave."
As soon as he finished speaking, the sect's summoning order, as if it had run out of energy, gradually dimmed, and a spatial tunnel opened above Su Qinian and the three direct disciples, pulling them in with a flash.
The greatest crisis of identity exposure had been averted.
Chen Huai'an let out a sigh of relief.
Staying calm in the presence of a peak Divine Transformation cultivator was no easy feat.
His calmness was merely a facade. As for how to explain his current appearance and cultivation level, once Li Qingran returned to Cangyun Realm, that little girl would surely help him cover it up perfectly.
The battle concluded.
Chen Huai'an ended his half-dragon transformation, feeling much lighter in body.
"Ah~ Master, your... pants, again..."
A startled exclamation came from behind him.
Chen Huai'an turned around, and Li Qingran immediately raised her hand to cover her face, but it was clear she could still see his shiny head through her fingers.
Having experienced this once, Chen Huai'an was somewhat immune.
He skillfully pulled out a pair of pants and put them on without missing a beat.
Not even a hint of embarrassment.
In fact, he felt rather bold.
"Don't look at what you shouldn't; be careful or you might not find a partner in the future!" He pressed down on Li Qingran's little head, warning her sternly.
Li Qingran let him hold her down, puffing her cheeks and pouting, "Disciple... disciple doesn't want to find a partner."
"Money, partner, law, land—partners come second; a partner is very important!" Chen Huai'an patiently advised. If Li Qingran said she only wanted him as a partner at that moment, he would gladly agree.
Setting aside the issue of whether they would be exposed in the future, having a solid identity was better than having none.
However, Li Qingran replied, "Master, I don't think so!"
"Oh? What do you think then?" Chen Huai'an raised an eyebrow, "Tell me!"
Li Qingran blinked her big eyes, looking serious as she counted on her fingers: "First, having a partner means sharing resources with them. Since Master gives me so many resources, sharing them with a partner would be quite unfair for me.
Second, having a partner means spending time and energy on them to nurture the relationship; otherwise, they might be taken away by other female cultivators, leaving me with nothing.
Third, if a partner dies, the emotional impact can severely damage one's heart, making it difficult to progress in cultivation, leading to a life of regret."
"In summary!" Li Qingran's expression was serious as she crossed her fingers over her chest:
"Having a partner brings no benefits at all!
So, I just want to stay by Master’s side for life, being Master’s little disciple!"
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Chapter 289: Then Master Shouldn't Find a Partner Either
"You know, you might actually have a point there!" Chen Huai'an stroked his chin, deep in thought.
This theory is truly remarkable.
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