The person who arrived was Lu Changtian.
On this point, Li Qingran would never be wrong.
Having stayed on Chixiao Peak for three years, she was too familiar with Lu Changtian’s voice. At the same time, she felt a faint killing intent and a sweeping spirit probe.
“Li Qingran, you’ve reached the peak of Qi Refinement? How is that possible?”
Lu Changtian’s voice was filled with disbelief.
With her dantian crippled, theoretically, she should not be able to cultivate normally. Even if she forced herself to cultivate, it was absolutely impossible to reach the peak of Qi Refinement in such a short time.
He wanted to see for himself, so he pushed his hand against the door.
[Someone intends to intrude on your electronic girlfriend’s chamber, please select countermeasures]
〈1〉Activate one palm to blast him away, teaching him the consequences of touching your electronic girlfriend.
〈2〉Subdue him with overwhelming pressure, making him understand what respect means.
〈3〉Snort coldly, activate internal energy to shatter his eardrums, and let him flee in terror. (This choice will make him suspect you are a demon sect cultivator)
Chen Huaian was unsatisfied with the game’s options.
Outside was Lu Changtian, one of Li Qingran’s obsessions, the senior disciple. He arrived quickly, marked as a neutral yellow dot on the map, so no early warning appeared.
This yellow dot likely means it could turn red or green at any moment, representing hostility or friendliness respectively.
“Can I pay extra to directly kill him?”
Chen Huaian had a grim look.
If this were the real world, he would have to go through an internal struggle to kill a human being, but this is just a game, and he has no moral qualms about getting rid of Lu Changtian.
After a while, no other payment options popped up, clearly indicating there was no plot to crush Lu Changtian.
But soon, Chen Huaian realized something.
Lu Changtian was considered Li Qingran’s heart demon. The customer service said her heart demons must be cut off by herself, so Lu Changtian must be dealt with by Li Qingran personally. It was unknown how the subsequent plot would develop.
Chen Huaian pondered and finally chose option 〈2〉. Since Lu Changtian is Li Qingran’s stepping stone, he decided not to interfere.
“Why can’t I open this door?”
Lu Changtian outside the hut was frantic. Just as he was about to channel his spirit energy to punch the door, a terrifying pressure suddenly descended, pressing down like a mountain on him.
“Mmgh…”
Crack—!
Blood surged, his organs felt like they were clenched by iron hands. Lu Changtian couldn’t support himself and fell to his knees, breaking the floor tiles.
Lu Changtian was terrified.
Only his master, the sect leader, and a few elders from the peaks could subdue him with their pressure. This pressure was more destructive than those elders’, leaving no room for resistance.
“Youngster, I am Lu Changtian, a direct disciple of Chixiao Peak of Bluecloud Sect. I didn’t know you were inside, I apologize. Youngster…”
[Shut up!]
A roar came from inside the door.
A gust of wind blew the door open and slammed it shut again.
Lu Changtian was sent flying back into a lightning crater, feeling like his abdomen was hit hard, his organs seemed twisted, and his words were swallowed.
[Qingran, this is someone from your previous sect, I won’t intervene.]
“Yes, Qingran thanks you, Senior.”
…
Li Qingran actually called him Senior?
Their relationship seemed quite close.
Could Li Qingran’s injuries have been healed by this Senior? Was Song Jiaojiao also killed by this Senior? Did Li Qingran join the demon sect? However, the pressure just now was calm and balanced, without any hint of demonic aura. This Senior definitely didn’t seem like a demon sect cultivator.
But how did Li Qingran get involved with such a powerful figure?
Lu Changtian was in a jumble of thoughts when the small house door opened. Li Qingran, who had changed clothes, walked out, a faint blush still on her face.
“Lu Changtian, what do you want?”
Lu Changtian looked up at his former junior sister. Not much time had passed, but she had undergone significant changes.
At this moment, Li Qingran exuded a cold demeanor, no longer showing the weak and pitiful appearance she once had, like a drawn sword emitting a faint sharpness.
This junior sister had become very unfamiliar.
Facing such a Li Qingran, and with the mysterious senior inside the house, Lu Changtian unconsciously lowered his senior status.
He stood up, clutching his chest, and said calmly, “Junior Sister, I came out to bring you back to Bluecloud Sect. Although you injured Sixth Junior Sister during the sect competition, it doesn’t warrant death. I didn’t know Zhang Hanxiao threw you into the Wanshan Mountains to die. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have ignored it.”
“Doesn’t warrant death… Doesn’t warrant death?”
Li Qingran wore a bitter smile, her icy eyes fixed on Lu Changtian. “Doesn’t warrant death, so you cripple my dantian? Doesn’t warrant death, so you remove my spirit root? What a good ‘doesn’t warrant death’! Lu Changtian, you should know what spirit roots and dantians mean to cultivators. You didn’t kill me directly, but you made me wish I were dead!”
Lu Changtian frowned at the aggressive Li Qingran.
If this happened before, saying he would take her back to the sect, Li Qingran would be grateful. Now, however, she seemed desperate.
Since she could still cultivate, her dantian was probably only damaged, not completely destroyed. With help from the mysterious senior, some restorative pills would solve it.
Lu Changtian pursed his lips and said, “Junior Sister, it was wrong to cripple your dantian. But you can still cultivate, right? My master and I will find a way to further repair it. As for your spirit root, we can find another one for you.”
“My spirit root?” Li Qingran’s eyes were filled with coldness, her voice trembling.
“Your spirit root…”
Lu Changtian hesitated, then said firmly,
“You know, Junior Sister is weak and sickly, with poor foundation, so we gave your water spirit root to her. But don’t worry, I’ll definitely find you another single spirit root, even if it costs all our fortune to auction for one!”
Li Qingran lowered her head, her bangs hiding her gloom. Her hands formed fists, then relaxed, and clenched again, unsure of what she was thinking. Two tear drops slid down her cheeks and landed on the ground.
‘Off-game,’ Chen Huaian watching the entire conversation burst out laughing.
These people from Chixiao Peak sure knew how to play games.
They took Li Qingran’s spirit root and gave it to some junior sister?
Crazy!
It was clear that even after being persecuted like this, Li Qingran still had feelings for Bluecloud Sect and Chixiao Peak. She was very nostalgic. She remembered Qingxuan Daoist’s teachings, and every good deed done by her seniors.
But now, with tears falling.
All these things she cherished would surely be shattered.
“Lu Changtian, I will return to Bluecloud Sect.”
Li Qingran raised her head, her teary eyes devoid of any emotion, only a cold, dead silence.
Staring at those eyes, Lu Changtian couldn’t feel any joy, only a chill down his spine. He heard Li Qingran say each word distinctly:
“Tomorrow I will return to Bluecloud Sect, to sever ties with the past!”
