“What is this worldly affection, that makes people… makes people, uh… makes people good at summoning thunder!”
After returning from the training ground of Spirit Intuition Valley, Chen Huaian couldn’t stop shaking his head and sighing.
What a great sister the master of Spirit Intuition Valley was—beautiful in appearance, gentle in temperament, with the cuteness of a young girl and the charm of a wife.
Most importantly, she had a daughter who was very famous on the Beauty List~
But Zhao Zhenlong ended up indulging himself in the Jade Pool Sacred Land?
Now, he’s probably dead because of it?
Serves him right!
Chen Huaian spat once, then found a comfortable position lying on the Saint轩Dragon Chair.
He could roughly guess how Zhao Zhenlong died.
Generally, the cultivation environment of a sacred land, which is a higher existence than a sect, would be extremely competitive. Zhao Zhenlong had strong talent, so he might have been highly valued when he first entered. But as more talented cultivators joined the Jade Pool, he slowly became insignificant. Perhaps he was kicked by a female cultivator from the Jade Pool, and too ashamed to return to Spirit Intuition Valley, he wandered around and eventually fell victim to the old woman Lingpu!
This deduction earned Chen Huaian a full score of one hundred.
Out of ten points.
“Divination of Heaven’s Mandate, is there anything that can let this sovereign know about Qingran baby’s safety in the real world at any time?”
It had already been half a day.
Chen Huaian was starving, preparing to log off for a meal.
Also, he wanted to check if there were any movements at the Demon-Slaying Division headquarters.
But Li Qingran was still in the Secret Realm, and he didn’t feel reassured leaving just like that.
[Divination of Heaven’s Mandate in progress… Divination complete. This is the fifth divination today; deduct 100,000￥]
[Plan 1: Draw a prize in the new Lucky Fish Award Pool for a chance to obtain the Supreme Golden Reward – the Life Soul Lamp. The color of the Life Soul Lamp can indicate the status of your electronic girlfriend Li Qingran: green for safe, yellow for injured, red for critically wounded, black for dying, and broken lamp means death.]
[Plan 2: The leader of Shaoyang Sect has a magical tool called Sun Soul Mirror. With this mirror and Li Qingran’s personal belongings, you can see her basic condition.]
Chen Huaian narrowed his eyes, his fingers rubbing the handle of the Black Scaled Sword.
The Sword Pavilion also had a soul lamp, but it was very unintelligent. If the lamp was lit, the person was alive; if it was extinguished, they were dead. It wasn’t as specific as the one in the Lucky Fish Award Pool.
The second Lucky Fish Award Pool had increased in price with Li Qingran’s improvement in cultivation level.
Previously, drawing once cost 100 yuan, now it costs 999 yuan.
With his current fortune loss, he would need at least a thousand draws to get the lucky fish, which would amount to a million!
At the same time, according to the description given by the game prompt, the magical tool in the hands of the leader of Shaoyang Sect seemed to work better?
However, obtaining this magical tool would inevitably create some conflicts with the leader of Shaoyang Sect.
“Should this sovereign be a non-Euclidean or a bandit? This is a question worth pondering.”
Chen Huaian thought for a moment. What could Zhang Tinghai, the leader of Shaoyang Sect, be upset about compared to a million yuan?
A million yuan would be enough for him to perform all ten styles of the Qinglian Sword Canon with the power of a fully perfected transformation spirit cultivation.
By then, he could kill countless leaders of Shaoyang Sect!
With this thought, Chen Huaian directly flew toward the mountain where the temporary base of Shaoyang Sect was located.
…
“What do you want?”
On the mountain of Shaoyang Sect, Zhang Tinghai looked seriously at the figure in dark robes standing before him, smiling faintly, whose spiritual energy pressure pinned all the disciples of Shaoyang Sect to the ground unable to move.
“Zhang Daoist Friend, I heard you have a magical tool called the Sun Soul Mirror, is that correct?”
“Yes.” Zhang Tinghai nodded, not knowing what trick this Ancestor of the Sword Pavilion was up to.
Chen Huaan’s smile became even friendlier, revealing two rows of white teeth: “This sovereign has a connection with this item.”
“What?” Zhang Tinghai was momentarily confused, not reacting immediately.
“This sovereign calculated with a finger snap and realized a connection with this item, specially coming here to fulfill a karmic relationship.”
Zhang Tinghai stared blankly at Chen Huaian, thinking that this Ancestor of the Sword Pavilion wasn’t bald, had no scar on his head, and there was no Buddha light shining behind him…
Why did his words sound so nauseating, like those of the Zen Sect and the Pure Land Sect?
“Do you want my Sun Soul Mirror? No way!” Zhang Tinghai coldly snorted and directly refused.
He only occupied a bit of the Sword Pavilion’s training ground, and this Ancestor directly split the training ground with a sword, showing no respect at all. Now, he even set his eyes on his Sun Soul Mirror?
If he gave the Sun Soul Mirror to Chen Huaian, how would he monitor his son’s situation in the Secret Realm?
Chen Huaian smiled silently, quietly raising his realm to the Great Perfection stage of Integration Realm.
Boom——!
The mountain peak shattered, sand and rocks flew everywhere, instantly splitting the mountain where Shaoyang Sect was located into several pieces.
“What did you say again?”
Zhang Tinghai knelt on the ground, pale-faced, his long robe soaked with cold sweat on his back. In the next second, he felt an invisible force pulling every vertebrae in his body, making a crackling sound, lifting him three inches off the ground with his feet dangling in the air. Yet, he dared not move, forcing a smile uglier than crying on his face.
“Predecessor, I… I also feel the connection between the Sun Soul Mirror and you!”
Zhang Tinghai’s feet touched the ground again, feeling them go limp, yet he didn’t dare waste a second to take out the Sun Soul Mirror and offer it with both hands.
“It is within the younger generation’s duty to help fulfill a karmic relationship for the predecessor, please don’t be polite.”
Chen Huaian took the Sun Soul Mirror, narrowing his eyes slightly: “Was anyone threatening you today?”
“No!” Zhang Tinghai hurriedly shook his head: “Absolutely not, everything I did today was voluntary.”
“Hmm, good.” Chen Huaian put the Sun Soul Mirror into the player backpack, tapping Zhang Tinghai’s shoulder three times with his finger: “In the future, if your Shaoyang Sect encounters any calamities, report this sovereign’s name. Within my capability, this sovereign can help your sect overcome one disaster.”
In Chen Huaian’s view, this was empty talk, painting a big pie.
But hearing these words, Zhang Tinghai was overjoyed.
A favor from someone at the Great Perfection stage of Integration Realm!
This Ancestor of the Sword Pavilion was truly generous, although he… ah, no, had taken away his Sun Soul Mirror due to a connection, but also promised to leave a favor.
Such strength was equivalent to giving Shaoyang Sect an immunity medal!
As long as the Holy Land didn’t intervene, if other sects wanted to cause trouble for Shaoyang Sect, who could be the opponent of a fully accomplished grand sword cultivator?
With this guarantee, their Shaoyang Sect could develop peacefully without worry.
As for what to do if his son was gone?
That Sun Soul Mirror could only show, not save. Watching would only make him anxious.
Moreover, if he’s gone, then he’s gone. He can always have another.
Just that, what was the name of this Ancestor of the Sword Pavilion? It seemed he didn’t mention it…
Zhang Tinghai stared blankly at the retreating figure of Chen Huaian flying away on a sword.
“No!” He slapped his thigh, realizing something.
A cultivator at the Great Perfection stage of Integration Realm does everything with deep meaning.
Earlier, the Ancestor of the Sword Pavilion tapped his shoulder three times.
Heard that the eccentric elders of the Sword Pavilion liked to use ‘sword’ followed by numbers as their elegant names.
Then… it could be known that this Ancestor of the Sword Pavilion was called – Sword Elder Three!
Zhang Tinghai bowed again towards the black dot in the Skies, filled with gratitude.
…
“What’s wrong with the people of Cangyun Realm?”
Chen Huaian stood on the flying sword, shaking his head and sighing.
He just painted a pie and didn’t even mention his name, but Zhang Tinghai was grateful to him…
As cultivators, they should be very smart.
How come each one of them was so dumb?
Sold and still counting the money for him?
“Whatever, let’s try out this Sun Soul Mirror first.”
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