CHAPTER 32
Shockwaves Across the Gathering
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"Please calm your anger, Master! It was all my fault!"
Ye Qinghan, the little drama queen, instantly switched on his act, kneeling beside his master.
Everyone thought Ye Qinghan was about to confess his mistakes, but his next words truly stunned them…
"Master, please spare the elders! Sect Leader Cheng is still your junior disciple!"
Huh?
You're asking him to spare us?
Is this scene even right?
Your master is about to go to war with a group of sect heads for your sake. Did you ask the wrong person?
【Qinghan, if I don't show some real power today, I fear neither of us will walk away alive!】
【If it comes to blows, even if I could defeat heaven and earth, I couldn't hold off so many!】
【We must strike first and unleash a devastating move to intimidate them!】
Only then can we both escape!
Su Cheng, gripping the Frostsword, paid no heed to Ye Qinghan's words. His mind was made up—today, he was going all out to play the fool!
Not even the gods could stop him!
Ye Qinghan heard this and thought it sounded pretty good! After all, she'd come here to liven up the atmosphere in the first place! She never intended to stop him!
Master is so cool!
I adore my master!
"Ling Shuang, Break Army Style, Slash Heaven."
His words carried a hint of sorrow, like a lonely king pitying the world, his eyes brimming with compassion.
The sword glowed with a cold, icy light as the Ling Shuang sword intent slowly manifested. Lightning flashed across the sky, thunder roared, and the howling wind felt like razor blades, cutting through flesh and causing a dull ache.
His ink-black robe flapped loudly in the howling wind, his dark hair whipping wildly as if dancing.
But…
As the sword descended, the world-shattering strike Su Cheng had anticipated never materialized…
【Holy shit! No way! You can't screw me over like this!】
【Does this Frost-Piercing Sword Art only work inside the Lingxian Hall?! Then what the hell was the point of me pretending?!】
【Damn it, I didn't even get halfway through my show-off before it all went to hell!】
It must be said that Ye Qinghan reacted swiftly. Master wanted to show off? Not a chance!
Don't worry! Your disciple is here!
Kneeling on the ground with a terrified expression, he quickly assessed the situation…
Shattering the jade slip in his hand, he clung to his master's leg, covering his ears like fireworks on New Year's Eve!
Cheng Liang froze for a moment. Huh?
"You're showing off…"
Before he could finish, a thunderous boom erupted. Sword energy shattered three mountains in succession, leaving uprooted earth in its wake.
High above, it cleaved through sky and clouds, carving a sword scar ten thousand meters up.
Amidst the deafening roar, he let out a deliberately terrified scream. Ye Qinghan felt utterly triumphant!
This move should have him completely under my thumb, right?
But Ye Qinghan panicked—he seemed to have grabbed the wrong jade slip. After all, they all looked identical. This one probably wasn’t the Breaker of Armies technique. But it didn’t matter anyway—they wouldn’t recognize it!
【Oh my! My precious Qinghan!】
【Truly a worthy disciple! I knew you wouldn't disappoint me! This emotional payoff is off the charts!】
Kneeling at Su Cheng's feet, feigning weakness and pitiful vulnerability, the fox pressed its head against the master's leg: "Master, Qinghan is scared!"
The elders were all dumbfounded!
Every cultivator present was dumbfounded!
Cheng Liang's jaw nearly hit the floor in utter disbelief!
Dongfang Jue was utterly bewildered. She had suspected Su Cheng wasn't a complete waste of space, even imagining he might be powerful!
But she never imagined he could be this powerful!
A pale blue system panel popped up before Dongfang Jue, displaying Su Cheng's information.
【Name: ■■■·Su Cheng】
[Race: No Permission]
【Gender: No Permission】
[Identity/Social Background: Lingxian Hall Patriarch, ■■■ Commander, ■■■, ■■…]
【Cultivation Level/Technique: Qi Cultivation Stage 1/None】
【Possessed Artifacts: No Permission】
【Personal Profile: No Permission】
Qigong Refinement Stage 1?
Dongfang Jue had never seen the system display "No Permission" before, and it was the first time he'd ever seen someone's cultivation level evade detection by the system!
This… How could that be possible?
Two months later, Dongfang Jue checked Ye Qinghan's information again…
【Name: Ye Qinghan】
【Race: Fox Demon King】
【Gender: Female】
【Identity/Social Background: First Disciple of Lingxian Hall, Fox Demon Princess of the Northern Demon Capital.】
【Cultivation Level/Technique: Foundation Establishment Stage, Level 1 / No Permission】
No Permission! So it was! Ye Qinghan practices the special cultivation technique given to her by Su Cheng! No wonder she's so formidable even at the early stage of Foundation Establishment! Could it be an Immortal-tier technique?
【Possessed Treasures:】 Innate Supreme Treasure Ling Shuang Sword (Enhanced Version) Innate Supreme Treasure ■■ Sword Case (Recast Version)■■ Jade Pendant (Immortal Grade Supreme), Desire-Severing Bracelet (Immortal Grade Supreme), Glass Silk Water-Sleeve Dress (Immortal Grade Supreme), Fallen Immortal Ruler (Immortal Grade Supreme), Soul-Binding Mirror (Immortal Grade Middle), Immortal Grade Supreme Flying Swords ×11, Immortal Grade Inferior Flying Sword ×1.
Huh?
Dongfang Jue's composure shattered completely!
Where did Su Cheng get all these treasures? Even if he had all these treasures!
He actually gave them all to Ye Qinghan?
Forget all those top-tier Immortal-grade treasures!
What the hell was that innate treasure? And a freaking enhanced version?
But Ye Qinghan rarely needed these treasures anyway. The Soul-Sealing Mirror was only retrieved on a whim—he suddenly remembered it might help extract Xu Zhanfeng from the secret realm—and hadn't been returned yet.
[Personal Information: Due to force majeure interference, only past records are accessible.]
Force majeure? Damn it!
What the hell is this Su Cheng nonsense! So anything related to him is off-limits?
After that sword strike, no one dared speak. The world fell into an eerie silence…
"Ah!"
Su Cheng suddenly shouted! He'd just remembered something!
Ye Qinghan's sturdy frame trembled. She hadn't been startled by the sword strike that had just shattered three mountains, but her master's sudden cry had given her quite a fright…
"Master, what's wrong?"
"It's time to collect the sect's subsidy today!" The gloom that had clouded Su Cheng's face vanished instantly, replaced by visible delight!
"Master! What could possibly be more important than the sect's subsidy? A full two hundred taels!"
Though Ye Qinghan didn't consider it a large sum, she still gaped with exaggerated expression.
"You're absolutely right, Qinghan! Let's go!" Su Cheng spoke as he gently lifted Ye Qinghan, his face radiating such love and doting affection it seemed capable of melting her.
"Master, after we collect the money, can you take Qinghan out to eat?"
Ye Qinghan tugged at Su Cheng's arm, leaning into him like a young couple deeply in love.
"We've got money now! Whatever Qinghan wants to eat today, she gets!"
"Then Qinghan wants stir-fried pork slices and chunks!"
"What kind of dish is that…"
"I don't care! I want it!"
"Fine, fine, fine… whatever you say…"
Amidst the stunned gazes of the gathered cultivators and the sect master, the two walked off laughing and chatting…
After a long silence, Elder Shi spoke up…
"Master Cheng… Has Lingxian Hall always been this kind of place?"
Cheng Liang exhaled deeply: "Huh~ My senior brother values his pride. Though he lives frugally, he never accepts help from anyone."
In truth, Su Cheng's habit of picking up vegetable scraps on the street was no secret. Everyone knew it well, but for a moment, no one knew how to break the awkwardness.
During that silence, Cheng Liang had mentally rehearsed countless scenarios of facing Su Cheng as an adversary. Yet no matter how he imagined it, he couldn't figure out how to respond…
He had to admit, this time Su Cheng had stunned everyone.
"Master, I've disappointed you." Shangguan Rou stood behind Cheng Liang, looking as dejected as a frost-bitten eggplant, her spirit crushed.
"It matters not. Given the circumstances, it's understandable that you were no match for Ye Qinghan. Go tend to your wounds and rest well."
"Thank you, Master."
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