Chapter 6 is about the Ling Tai Purification【4K】.
Those familiar with Luxianbei know that when he talks nonsense, it isn’t actually terrifying; rather, the real danger lies in his silence afterward.
Clearly, Zhang Hainan doesn’t yet understand Luxianbei well enough.
After seeing Zhang Hainan off and closing the door, Luxianbei immediately sneaked to the window, leaned against the wall, pulled out his phone, and took a picture of Zhang Hainan’s departing figure through the gap in the curtains.
After waiting for a moment and seeing Zhang Hainan glance back with a serious expression, he quickly slipped back into the room.
Retrieving his phone and briefly checking the photo, he sat down in the room, holding the phone with fingers flying over the virtual keyboard, his gaze gradually becoming twisted.
Anonymous User: [According to insiders, the headmaster of Dachunyang Palace, known as the Guardian Black Emperor, infiltrated the residence of Luxianbei from the Spring Advanced Course today without permission and drank the broth Luxianbei made entirely clean [Image][Image][Image].
Afterward, when Luxianbei returned to his residence, he caught the still-present Black Emperor on the spot. An argument ensued, with the Black Emperor bullying and denying the theft, displaying a rather unpleasant attitude.
Another insider stated that the Black Emperor had previously disguised himself as a merchant, selling unripe melons to Luxianbei, which Luxianbei saw through. The tension had already built up, and this intrusion seemed to be a deliberate act of revenge.
Additionally,
The above news is just a rumor; its accuracy is yet to be verified. What do you all think about this matter?
[Credible, I’ve disliked that old b*stard for a long time!] 0% [It should be true, but the Black Emperor must have his reasons!] 0%]
Luxianbei wrote a post on the internal communication forum of the Siye Society, recounting the incident verbatim and preparing an anonymous voting section.
As the strongest known force in the Siye Society, Zhang Hainan couldn’t be beaten or persuaded, and making poison could backfire, so Luxianbei had no choice but to take this approach.
Fortunately, as the headmaster of Dachunyang Palace, even considering the reputation of the palace, Zhang Hainan should care about his image, so this method might work.
After all, in the current climate, spreading rumors is frighteningly inexpensive.
People only enjoy watching the excitement, ready to take a moral high ground and discuss, but when the rumored person has to cut their belly open to show how many bowls of noodles they have, they will scatter in a rush.
However, Luxianbei didn’t intend to actually post this message.
His plan was to wait for Zhang Hainan to sense something was off and return so that Zhang Hainan could “accidentally” see his preparation to post. This was something he had decided after feeling briefly angry at finding out Zhang Hainan had drunk his broth.
Earlier, he had been distressed about how to approach Zhang Hainan for a sword; now, wasn’t the opportunity right here? A pillow arrived when he was sleepy, and he didn’t expect such good fortune existed!
Though directly asking Zhang Hainan for a sword would definitely yield results and of decent quality, Luxianbei wanted more than just decent!
With both hands cradling his phone, his eyes fixated on the screen and a look of readiness to post, Luxianbei focused his mind. [He opened the door and walked in]
The moment a premonition flashed in his mind, Luxianbei’s gaze tightened, and his finger slowly lowered. Accompanied by a rumbling thunder, an old hand quietly landed on his shoulder.
“You little brat, there’s no need for all this, just let the old man compensate you.” Zhang Hainan’s voice echoed in Luxianbei’s ear. At this moment, Luxianbei’s finger was only a millimeter away from the send button on the screen.
He returned?
Great, the big fish is hooked!
Luxianbei’s heart leapt with joy, a glint of cunning flashing in his eyes.
That pot of broth, though it didn’t help Huasang catch the old turtle in the Cold Pond, it caught the big fish, the Black Emperor, which was still a good outcome.
But before Luxianbei could relish his happiness for too long, a surge of spirit energy shot out from Zhang Hainan’s palm, an electric current surged, and countless blue arcs of electricity pierced into the phone in his hand.
Ziz—zizzzzz—
Accompanied by a faint sound of electricity, a wisp of scorched smoke wafted from the phone, the screen flickered a few times, and then went black. This time, Luxianbei truly felt paralyzed, as if half of his body no longer had sensation.
“Good, good!”
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Ignoring the numbness in his body, and without waiting for Zhang Hainan to finish speaking, Luxianbei answered without hesitation.
After a pause, he turned to Zhang Hainan, moving his numb arm as he said, “Then you can just compensate me with a sword!” “The old man came to compensate you for the broth, how did it turn into a sword?” Zhang Hainan frowned slightly.
“I’m not being unreasonable. I’ve done many good deeds in Dachunyang Palace recently and even treated you to a pot of broth; is it too much to ask for a decent sword?” Luxianbei said.
He intentionally emphasized the word “treat.” “Uh, if that doesn’t work, something that’s not that decent will do.”
The key is that it must be sufficiently “precious,” Luxianbei secretly added in his mind.
As Fu Xinyi, a once-in-a-century genius disciple of Dachunyang Palace, should be getting high-quality resources, her sword should theoretically not be too bad.
However, when he borrowed Fu Xinyi’s paired sword during the encounter with Miss Rabbit and Solang Pema in Tangcheng, it broke after just a brief clash.
Therefore, if Zhang Hainan merely gifted him a sword of that caliber, it could only be considered a consumable.
After hearing Luxianbei’s words, Zhang Hainan paused, and after a moment of thought, he realized that Luxianbei had been mostly acting.
Wow, this little brat was actually waiting for the old man here?!
Seeing Luxianbei’s sly but anxious expression, he felt a mix of disdain, amusement, and asked, “Then tell me, what kind of sword would count as decent for you?”
What does “not that decent” even mean?
Dachunyang Palace not only excels in sword techniques but also possesses countless concealed swords. Could it be that they cannot produce a sword that satisfies you? Zhang Hainan thought. “Can I really say?” Luxianbei probed.
“Just say it boldly without fear!” Zhang Hainan urged.
“I’ll say it then!”
“Go ahead!”
Luxianbei rolled his eyes, thinking for two seconds, and said earnestly, “Uh, I really don’t have high demands; something similar to the Ling Tai Purification will suffice! You wouldn’t find it too hard to obtain, would you?”
“Rascal!” Zhang Hainan’s face changed, and he blurted out. He truly couldn’t produce it.
To be more precise, he could, but it was impossible to give it to Luxianbei.
Seeing the flash of anger on Zhang Hainan’s face, Luxianbei shrank back a bit and muttered, “Wait, why are you getting worked up for no reason? Didn’t you ask me to speak?”
“I told you to be bold, but I didn’t mean be reckless!” Zhang Hainan retorted angrily.
“The Ling Tai Purification, even among Disaster-Class spirit energy items, is a top-tier item. Do you think it’s something you can easily toss out like a two-yuan store’s cheap trinket?”
The Ling Tai Purification was sourced from a secret place in Zhenwu Mountain by Qing Ji, and previous elders even suspected it to be one of the paired swords accidentally left by the founder of Dachunyang Palace during the fight against urban legends in the Great Marsh before establishing the palace.
To be honest, if it hadn’t been transformed into a kitchen kn*fe and ruler and secretly dispersed, it’s uncertain whether Luxianbei could still possess it now.
“Senior, there are no two-yuan stores anymore; the price has already risen to ten yuan,” Luxianbei said quietly.
Can you focus on something normal? Zhang Hainan gave him a glare and asked solemnly, “Speaking of which, I was curious when you asked me for a sword earlier; where’s your Ling Tai Purification?”
“I heard that girl Huasang say you came to Dachunyang Palace just to reforge the Ling Tai Purification, right?” Having the Ling Tai Purification shouldn’t warrant needing another sword, should it?
Looking at the whole of Z Country, it would be hard to find a sword superior to the Ling Tai Purification.
“About that…” Luxianbei rubbed his mouth awkwardly, “To sum it up, it’s a bit complicated. I’d better show it directly to you.”
With that, he activated the Ling Tai Purification with a thought.
Radiant silver light erupted, as if a flower blossomed, silver streams of light spread out from behind Luxianbei.
With a faint metallic clanking sound, heavy armor rapidly covered his body, leaving only his eyes exposed through a gap.
Through that gap, Luxianbei raised an eyebrow at Zhang Hainan.
Get it now?
Isn’t it because the form of the Ling Tai Purification has changed that I was considering asking for a sword from you?
Otherwise, I wouldn’t be so foolish as to think about dual-wielding, would I? Most characters that dual-wield end up dying early; how unlucky is that! Luxianbei thought.
Sudden silence.
Looking at the now transformed Ling Tai Purification, a vivid expression crossed Zhang Hainan’s aged face.
His eyes widened, his facial muscles twitched, causing his white beard to shake slightly, his lips parted, and he was momentarily speechless. He knew that the Ling Tai Purification could change form based on its owner’s character.
But he couldn’t understand how the qualities of kindness, courage, fairness, and so many other excellent traits weighed significantly less than “survival” for Luxianbei, leading to the current chimeric appearance of the Ling Tai Purification!
Through the helmet’s gap, seeing Zhang Hainan’s expression of wanting to speak but unable to, Luxianbei sighed silently, “Alright, alright, I know what you’re thinking, senior.”
After all, I had already seen the same expression from the ancestor for a week.
“But I’m also quite frustrated! Such a big sword just disappeared during my visit to Dachunyang Palace.” Although this situation was partly my responsibility.
“The world below the mountain is fraught with crises, and danger could arise at any time. You can’t just watch me fall into a perilous situation, right?”
Zhang Hainan looked at Luxianbei with a strange gaze, frowning, “Are you sure this appearance is you in danger? Or are your enemies in a tight spot?”
An impregnable crisis.
With the quality of the Ling Tai Purification transformed into armor, even a Disaster-Class would have to exert great effort to penetrate that defense, let alone other spirit ability users or urban legends.
This kid Luxianbei, no matter how reckless he is, surely wouldn’t continuously get into trouble attracting Disaster-Class enemies, right? Zhang Hainan thought. As the descendant of my brother Qing Ji, I sure have my worries.
“But I can’t just keep passively getting hit!” Luxianbei replied, “The Ling Tai Purification can’t revert back to sword form temporarily, and learning shield techniques from scratch now is too late; I need some means of counterattack!”
Zhang Hainan fell into silence for a moment because Luxianbei had a point.
After pondering for several seconds, he rubbed his slightly swollen brow and said, “I’m not unwilling to give you a good paired sword, but the spirit energy items comparable to the Ling Tai Purification…
Dachunyang Palace hardly has a few, and they’re all treasures of the sect…
After a pause, Zhang Hainan seemed to recall something, a smile creeping onto his face as he quipped, “How about you stay in Dachunyang Palace, become a candidate for the headmaster, and compete with that girl Fu Xinyi?”
That old b*stard is trying to set me up again, right? Luxianbei frowned and shook his head like a bobblehead, “No, no, I appreciate your kindness, but I’m afraid I might unintentionally k*ll Senior Fu.”
Luxianbei was quite self-aware.
He thought, putting aside his status as an urban legend, if he were to stay in Dachunyang Palace and become a candidate for headmaster, he would likely turn into that type of character in novels—vengeful, insidious, and ruthless.
Fu Xinyi resisting his harassment would be the resilient main character; if she couldn’t take it, Dachunyang Palace would become a den of evil.
Zhang Hainan knew Luxianbei wouldn’t stay in Dachunyang Palace, so he was just joking. Seeing Luxianbei refuse so decisively, he changed the subject, “Then there’s nothing that can be done; I can’t possibly go down the mountain to find you a Disaster-Class spirit energy item, right?”
“If you’re willing…” Luxianbei took a surreptitious glance at Zhang Hainan’s expression, testing, “It wouldn’t really be out of the question, would it?”
Zhang Hainan stared closely at Luxianbei, contemplating for a moment before suddenly laughing, “You want a weapon similar to the Ling Tai Purification?” That smile appeared gentle, but Luxianbei felt a chill run down his back.
Wasn’t daring to speak, fearing!
Seeing Luxianbei’s silence, Zhang Hainan continued, “I have ways to acquire one, but I’m afraid that if I find it and give it to you, you won’t be able to keep it.” “Among the guardians of the Siye Society, one goes by the codename [General], and his weapon is called [Fengchan Langyan]. It may lack some mystique compared to the Ling Tai Purification, but its killing power is greater.”
“The other guardian, [God of Wealth], also possesses a decent treasure called [Qian Kun Ju Bao Pen], its mystical qualities even surpassing the Ling Tai Purification…”
Luxianbei thought, “This old man must be trying to get me killed, right?”
“Let me think, right, there’s a Disaster-Class spirit ability user from Russia who has a spirit energy item called [MEAH], and it’s quite powerful…”
What? Ivan? Hydrogen bomb? Luxianbei shook his head, dismissing the image of a muscular Russian holding a hydrogen bomb hammering things out of his mind, then respectfully bowed slightly to Zhang Hainan.
After hearing so much from Zhang Hainan, if he still didn’t realize what Zhang Hainan meant, then he would be too dull. In simple terms, wanting a spirit energy item comparable to the Ling Tai Purification? Impossible!
“Sorry, senior, I was a bit presumptuous just now. You take charge and pick one for me, alright? I trust your judgment!” Life has to go on; let’s make do for now!
After a pause, Luxianbei added, “Uh, just make it two or three times sturdier than Senior Fu’s paired sword before.”
What a little rascal, throwing this problem back on me?
Having me choose on your behalf? If the quality is too poor, isn’t that a reflection of my bad taste?
Zhang Hainan cursed internally a few times, glared at Luxianbei, and said lightly, “Fine, later, come find me at the back mountain. I’ll take you to get the sword.”
“However, I won’t help you pick; you must choose yourself to find the weapon that suits you best. Whether it’s good or bad will depend on your luck.”
With that, he turned around, looked up at a 45-degree angle at the sky, and murmured to himself, “Alright, go ahead!”
Luxianbei stared at Zhang Hainan’s back with a strange expression, standing still in place.
Seeing Luxianbei not moving for a while, Zhang Hainan frowned slightly and turned back to ask, “Why aren’t you leaving yet?”
“Uh, senior, this place seems to be, roughly, kind of, my residence?” Luxianbei weakly said.
Zhang Hainan: “”
