Chapter 140

Chapter 140: What Technique? (Part 1)

“Has it appeared?”

The people from the Eternal Order Sect were on the outskirts, carefully monitoring any unusual movements between Heaven and Earth.

They had already laid out an intricate trap here, waiting for Lu Ye’s arrival.

“Nothing at all, not a single sign.”

“Is it really going to end like this? No signs whatsoever?”

“Absolutely true, the Heavenly Net Mirror hasn’t detected any fluctuations.”

“Could it be that Chu Ling and Lu Ye don’t even know each other?”

“Foolish, the upper realm is targeting Lu Ye—he’s a well-known figure in the Eternal Genius Ranking. Chu Ling is just an inconspicuous little cultivator; if there’s no connection between them, how did the upper realm know about Chu Ling?”

“That seems to make sense, but what if Lu Ye doesn’t show up?”

“The Supreme Sword Sect wouldn’t really kill Chu Ling. They doubt the intentions of the young ones; it’s only Fang Wuhui who’s made his move that reflects this.”

“Pfft!”

Another arm snapped.

Chu Ling was kicked away, spitting blood and collapsing to the ground.

She was really about to die…

In that moment, there was confusion in Chu Ling’s eyes.

Death…

For Chu Ling, that word felt incredibly distant and foreign.

She hadn’t faced the crisis of death in a long, long time; now, facing it again, it felt like an endless darkness completely enveloping her.

Blood continued to pour out.

Her breath was growing faint.

She really was going to die…

The young master really didn’t come to save her; he didn’t care about her at all.

Blood mixed with tears flowed down her face.

“Die!”

Fang Wuhui roared, his sword exploding with light, giving Chu Ling no chance for sentimental reflection as the enormous sword light struck down at her.

Suddenly, a crisp sound rang out.

“Ding!”

Although the sword light didn’t shatter, it was deflected.

Chu Ling suddenly raised her head, hope sparking in her eyes. Was the young master here to save her?

The young master really came for her!

Indeed, he still loved her after all. Young master, Ling’er truly knows her mistakes, Ling’er…

“Wuhui, this girl cannot be killed just yet.”

A smiling, aged voice echoed across Heaven and Earth. One of the Eternal Order Sect stepped forward, wearing a purple-gold robe, with a smile bloomed on his face.

“Ziquan Daoist, what do you mean?”

“Wuhui, there’s no need to be nervous. The Eternal Order Sect is also quite furious about the theft from Sword Mountain by the Supreme Sword Sect. But now, with Chu Ling having condensed Sword Mountain into her own Dao, even if you kill her, Sword Mountain will still be lost.”

“Our Eternal Order Sect has a secret technique known as the Sky Peeling Technique, which can strip others of their Dao…”

Shen Xitang, who was munching on sunflower seeds, nearly choked when she heard that name. Her face froze, her brows knitting tightly.

“Ding, did he just say the name of his technique?” Shen Xitang asked uncertainly.

Lu Ye wasn’t fazed at all; he was secretly laughing, “Sky Peeling Technique, huh!”

“Ding, what’s a sky technique?”

“Peel! It’s about peeling off your clothes, peeling off your skin, peeling off your flesh, peeling off everything—Sky Peeling Technique!”

“Smash!”

The table in front of Shen Xitang was shattered.

“Ding, this is outrageous, absolutely outrageous!”

“Ding, good, good, good, Eternal Order Sect, I…”

Lu Ye watched Shen Xitang pull out a small notebook shrouded in black smoke, starting to jot things down.

Unable to resist, Lu Ye took a peek.

“Ding, you can’t see!”

Shen Xitang turned around, writing sneakily.

Lu Ye couldn’t help but burst into laughter, feeling like he’d turned into the joke himself.

The scene on the light screen continued to unfold.

“Our Eternal Order Sect is willing to step in, peeling Sword Mountain away from Chu Ling’s Dao. This way, we’ll return Sword Mountain to the Supreme Sword Sect, and we’ll take Chu Ling with us. How does that sound?” Ziquan Daoist proposed with a smile.

Fang Wuhui frowned slightly.

Well, that doesn’t seem bad.

“Then I’d have to trouble you, esteemed members of the Eternal Order Sect. This favor will not be forgotten by the Supreme Sword Sect.”

“Hahaha, we are all fellow Daoists, no need for formality!”

Four strong members of the Eternal Order Sect stepped out, swiftly forming seals, unleashing a violent aura.

At that moment, the Dao was seemingly experiencing irregular fluctuations.

Chu Ling’s body began to rise automatically.

Intense pain surged through her entire being in an instant.

Her Yuan Ying within her Dantian was glowing with an unprecedented brilliance, but it seemed just like an illusion, constantly changing.

The blurry image of Sword Mountain appeared over her Yuan Ying.

Chu Ling couldn’t hold it in any longer, letting out a wail of agony—the pain of having her Dao stripped away inch by inch was no less than that of having her soul torn apart.

Turns out, making the wrong choices leads to such harrowing torment.

Young master, Chu Ling was wrong; Chu Ling truly knows she was wrong.

“Young master…”

A heart-wrenching scream escaped Chu Ling’s mouth.

“It’s coming!”

Suddenly, a terrifying wave erupted from the Nine Heavens above.

At that moment, powerful beings looked up to the sky, and the strong from the Eternal Order Sect wore expressions of excitement.

It’s here!

It actually came!

No, it wasn’t Lu Ye?

A chilling cold swept across the entire abandoned spirit realm.

Everything froze over with frost.

Torrential rain fell from the sky, and the terrifying cold turned into a white mist, like the breath of a deity, charging down below.

Bai Qiulan, dressed in white, appeared high in the sky, fully unleashing her Chaos Yin Power.

Even though this Chaos Yin Power was incredibly rare, it radiated terrifying might.

This was an energy that shouldn’t exist in the First Heaven.

“Who is this?”

A perplexing question arose in everyone’s mind.

Various powerful protective techniques manifested, yet they still couldn’t withstand that bone-chilling cold; their Yuan Ying felt as if they would freeze at any moment.

Achieving even seven-tenths of their total power under this extreme cold was already an impressive feat.

“Seems like it’s Lu Ye’s Master, Bai Qiulan. Lu Ye hasn’t shown up, but his Master did?”

“His Master? Even better, capture her!”

Streams of light shot skyward, rushing towards Bai Qiulan.

“Boom!”

At this moment, a blood light, moving at an incomprehensible speed, suddenly surged toward Chu Ling.

A Transcending Tribulation Realm couldn’t even catch up to this speed; it was fast, incredibly fast.

Shangguan Huanling dashed in front of Chu Ling.

“Heavenly Silkworm Nine Transformations!”

“Celestial Lord Fist!”

An overwhelming and magnificent aura erupted from Shangguan Huanling’s fist.

It was utterly terrifying.

Almost instinctively, several strong cultivators stiffened.

This fist seemed unbearably frightening.

Fang Wuhui, however, was unafraid; he was just about to draw his sword. “Senior Brother…”

Fang Wuhui hesitated.

He didn’t take action.

If it were said that Chu Ling had no connection to Lu Ye, now that Lu Ye’s Master Bai Qiulan had also appeared, the situation was clearly becoming less predictable.

Now that Lu Ye’s Master had shown up, things were starting to look precarious.

Shangguan Huanling’s eyes were sharp as she pulled Chu Ling into an embrace, enveloped once more by blood light.

“Boom!”

Following two consecutive Heavenly Demon Blood Escapes, Shangguan Huanling’s aura plummeted.

One could only imagine. Such decisiveness must mean someone had painted a picture of great expectations for her.

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