In the grand square of the Bluecloud Sect’s main hall, two powerful spiritual pressures of the Transformation Stage collided, causing a spiritual energy explosion centered around Li Qingran. The surrounding cultivators felt as if their heads were suddenly submerged in water, with ringing in their ears. The square was filled with flying sand and stones, dust obscuring their vision, and tiles were blasted off by an invisible force, smashing densely into the walls beside the mountain gate, leaving numerous pits.
“Not good, there’s a master here!” Wu Duantian’s face changed dramatically. He quickly turned to the elders on both sides and urged, “Hurry up and activate the Protective Sect Formation to ensure the safety of all disciples!”
“Yes—!” The two elders did not dare to delay and immediately acted.
But their vigilance was unnecessary. The overwhelming pressure targeted only the people of Chixiao Peak and the overbearing Qingxuan Daoist. For other disciples, it was just a gentle breeze, even the flying stones avoided their faces.
However, the disciples behind Qingxuan Daoist were not so fortunate. The might of two Transformation Stage powerhouses suppressed Lu Changtian and others, forcing them to lie on the ground, their faces turning ashen, yet they dared not utter a single complaint.
“Who are you, why are you interfering in our Bluecloud Sect affairs!?”
Qingxuan Daoist looked displeased. He was the strongest person in the Bluecloud Sect besides the sect’s founder. Even the sect leader Wu Duantian could not match him, but this mysterious figure he had yet to meet could stand against him equally. Lu Changtian had mentioned that Li Qingran had befriended a mysterious senior outside, which must be this person.
He had thought this person might provide Li Qingran some resources.
But he hadn’t expected this person would go to such lengths for an ordinary disciple they had just met.
Doesn’t this person fear the many people in their Bluecloud Sect?!
[I have intervened, what can you do about it?]
“You!” This nearly choked Qingxuan Daoist.
Before he could organize his words, a distant voice floated over with the wind.
[I will only help Li Qingran settle her karmic debts. Calm down!]
Cultivators most believe in karma. Anything related to karma is no small matter.
Qingxuan Daoist frowned, “What karma?”
[Of course, it’s the karma of Chixiao Peak and Li Qingran’s fate!]
[I will not intervene in this matter… nor will you. Otherwise, do not blame me for disregarding your Bluecloud Sect’s face!]
Hearing this, Chen Huaian’s heart was in turmoil.
In essence, he only bought a full-level Transformation Stage cultivation. If these Bluecloud Sect elders attacked together, he could at most kill all of them, but he couldn’t leave without a trace or erase all evidence. Thus, he should remain low-key.
His character had not been revealed yet, so the other side couldn’t find him.
As long as he maintained this mystery, Qingxuan Daoist would surely not act rashly.
Chen Huaian was confident because he could see Qingxuan Daoist’s basic information:
<Qingxuan Daoist - Late Transformation Stage - 651 years old - Suspicious by nature, cautious in actions, proud and cold-hearted>
Chen Huaian was like this too. He often appeared carefree but was actually plotting secretly. Once someone touched his sore spot, he would show them true darkness. This was akin to a wolf in sheep’s clothing—superficially innocent but deeply perceptive. No one could scheme against him because he had planned everything from the start. He was the true chess player!
Qingxuan Daoist seemed to be like this too.
Therefore, before finding Chen Huaian’s true identity, Qingxuan Daoist would definitely behave honestly.
As Chen Huaian predicted, Qingxuan Daoist, along with the sect leader and other elders, changed their expressions.
What does disregarding the Bluecloud Sect’s face mean?
What kind of strength does the other side have to say such things?
Wu Duantian wanted to show Chen Huaian how serious the Bluecloud Sect’s face was, but he didn’t know where Chen Huaian was. Investigating through spiritual pressure led nowhere. He couldn’t gauge Chen Huaian’s strength and could only endure silently.
“Keep investigating that person’s location.”
He ordered two elders to find a solution while giving Qingxuan Daoist a look of patience, whispering, “Qingxuan, they are in the dark, we are in the light. We don’t know their background, so we shouldn’t act rashly. Li Qingran is only a Qi Refinement Stage cultivator; how much trouble can she cause? Let’s wait and see.”
Qingxuan Daoist nodded slightly, restraining his spiritual pressure, though his icy gaze remained fixed on Li Qingran.
Li Qingran brought an outsider to cause trouble, disgracing Chixiao Peak.
From now on, whatever Li Qingran says cannot earn his forgiveness, even if Lu Changtian and others plead for her. To rejoin the Bluecloud Sect’s Chixiao Peak? Ha, what a foolish dream!
Qingxuan Daoist was still stuck in the past.
He believed Li Qingran still harbored feelings for Chixiao Peak.
With Chen Huaian backing her, Li Qingran felt more secure.
She stepped forward, standing before the Chixiao Peak crowd, ignoring Qingxuan Daoist’s cold gaze, scanning left and right until her eyes fell on Zhang Hanxiao, bowing politely, “Fourth Senior Brother, long time no see.”
“Well done, Li Qingran. No wonder you dared to return to the sect boldly; you found someone to back you up?” Zhang Hanxiao crossed his arms, a sneer on his lips.
This was the Bluecloud Sect!
How could a small Li Qingran be easily dealt with?
“The senior backs me,” Li Qingran did not deny, holding her plain string sword and looking directly at Zhang Hanxiao, indifferent, “Do you remember, Fourth Senior Brother, how you caused trouble and accumulated debts under my support before I was expelled from the Bluecloud Sect? Those spirit stones were all paid by me. Without me, your reputation would have been ruined long ago.”
Being publicly exposed, Zhang Hanxiao flushed with anger, stammering, “What are you talking about? Don’t slander me!”
“Slander you?” Li Qingran grabbed a stack of notes from her storage bag and threw them into the air.
The notes fluttered down like snowflakes, revealing their astonishing number.
Her cold voice echoed amidst the ‘snow’:
“These notes are proof I used to pay off your debts. I originally intended to keep track of expenses, but soon, the speed of tracking surpassed the speed of your troubles. Over the years, almost all my spirit stone shares went into these debts. All the casino managers, treasure pavilion owners, and moneylenders can testify for me!”
“Zhang Hanxiao, outside, you are the bright and shiny Fourth Senior Brother of Chixiao Peak, the first in completing sect missions,” Li Qingran stared at Zhang Hanxiao’s completely red face, laughing, “But in reality? You are just a parasite sucking the blood of your junior sisters!”
Many Bluecloud Sect disciples received one or two of these notes, the amounts shocking.
Almost all these notes had Zhang Hanxiao’s seal, but Li Qingran was the one who paid the debts.
While everyone was shocked, they began to discuss:
“I never knew Zhang Senior Brother was like this…”
“Tsk tsk, you only realized it now? Last year, I lent him money, and he hasn’t repaid it yet. That’s when I started keeping my distance from him.”
“Li Qingran, what a great junior sister. If I had a junior sister like her, even if I lost a hundred years of life, it would be worth it…”
Qingxuan Daoist also reached out to grab one from mid-air, which turned out to be Zhang Hanxiao’s note from the Drunken Immortal Pavilion. He instantly went pale and cursed, “Scoundrel, is this how I taught you? To use your junior sister’s spirit stones to hire prostitutes?!”
He pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword, ready to draw it.
But an intangible spiritual awareness swept over.
[Forgot my words? Sit down!]
Qingxuan Daoist’s forehead twitched, suppressing his anger and putting away his sword.
The gazes and whispers pierced Zhang Hanxiao with shame.
So what if he used his junior sister’s spirit stones?
Since Li Qingran was naturally dull and didn’t need many spirit stones, what was wrong with him using them?
It wasn’t like he wouldn’t repay…
All of this was Li Qingran’s fault, all because she exposed his secrets!
Zhang Hanxiao glared at the culprit standing five steps away, feeling rage surge within him.
“Li… Qing… Ran! You are slandering me!” He drew his short sword, calming down, gritting his teeth, “Bitch, dare you challenge me? If you lose, kneel and apologize. If you win, I’ll admit those things were mine. Do you dare?”
[Using power to twist the truth… quite fitting for Fourth Senior Brother’s style.]
Li Qingran let her hands fall, gripping the sword hilt.
Even if she wasn’t a match, so what?
Today, she came here to confront the past self, the one who was loyal and submissive to Chixiao Peak.
The pressure of a Foundation Establishment Stage cultivator hit her, and the wind blew her hair.
Her eyes under her bangs grew colder,
yet a smile appeared on her frosty face:
“Fine…
Draw your sword!”
