Chapter 109 - 107: Cloud Sea Sword Immortal Dan Wulan_1

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After an indeterminate amount of time, Su Bei, accompanied by a group of delighted Sword Sect disciples, left the City Master Mansion. They felt as if the wind was under their feet, floating as if about to ascend to immortality. Surrounded by the tight circle of onlookers, Su Bei couldn’t help but sigh, "These are all such endearing people!" "Where else could one find such kind and simple folk?" "..." Suddenly, Su Bei spotted a woman in moon-colored robes with silver hair approaching from a distance. Raising an eyebrow, he had an uneasy feeling. For some reason, looking at this fate-blessed woman, he always felt like his head could separate from his body in the next second. "Elder Su, are you leaving Mo City?" Su Bei nodded and said, "Yes, most matters here have been dealt with, and I plan to return to the Sword Sect." Mo Li uttered an ’oh,’ then suddenly said, "Then Mo Li will give Elder Su something, but do not look at it now; wait until you return to the Sword Sect to see it!" Her cold face revealed an inscrutable smile, and after saying that, she turned and left. Su Bei looked at the storage ring that had appeared in his hand, perplexed. As he was about to slip it on his finger, he looked up to see Xiao Ruoching staring at him intently, and decided to put it in his pocket instead. After saying goodbye to Fang Yu, Qin Shan, Mo Zhan with his look of silent resentment, and others, Su Bei returned to the Red Pavilion. Regrettably, he didn’t see Yu Hongxiu. He didn’t know why, but he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of loss. Although he didn’t have much contact with this woman, she had indeed helped him a lot. Shaking his head to clear these thoughts, he led the Sword Sect disciples out of Mo City. After Su Bei’s departure, at a part of the Red Pavilion, a white-clad servant peeked out and addressed the hiding Yu Hongxiu, "Sect Master, why are you avoiding Elder Su?" Yu Hongxiu watched Su Bei’s retreating figure with a seductive gaze, her eyes rippling softly like autumn water. "What do you know?" "What a man always cares about is what he cannot have." "If I don’t meet him this time, next time he will come to me of his own accord." "This is called creating anticipation!" The white-clad servant looked dubiously at Yu Hongxiu, who was sitting on the bed clipping her toenails, mumbled to herself for a long time, sighed, and said nothing. 「...」 Su Bei and the others contemplated the two roads before them. "Elder Su, this disciple thinks we should take the official road!" "It’s always busy with people coming and going; it can’t be wrong!" Su Bei shook his head, extended a finger, and leisurely said, "You are mistaken!" "It’s because everyone thinks like you that they don’t come across opportunities, that they miss the chance for immortal fates!" "Think about it, if you were to kill for treasure and rob goods, would you do it where people come and go?" "The less conspicuous side paths often lead to unexpected events!" Mo Youqian blinked thoughtfully, nodding as if he agreed strongly with what Su Bei said. Then, looking up at Su Bei, he added, "Elder Su’s words are indeed reasonable!" "But aren’t we supposed to hurry back to the Sword Sect?" "Why take the smaller path that goes around?" Xiao Ruoching looked at him askance. Su Bei eyed him skeptically. After clearing his throat, Su Bei said in a quiet tone, "You all go on the official road then; Junior Sister Xiao and I will take this side path." "Let’s part ways here!" With that, he pulled back Xiao Ruoching, who had stealthily started to head for the official road, saying with a smile. The Sword Sect disciples looked at each other and nodded. Then they turned to Su Bei and said, "We are grateful to Elder Su for looking after us all this way. Now, we bid you farewell!" Having said that, they set off on their way. Su Bei and his prodigal disciple stood quietly on the spot. The air was filled with silence. Xiao Ruoching couldn’t help but take a step back as she looked at Su Bei. Her heart thumped wildly. What was her master planning? Why lead her down this path that looked sinister and bound to be the scene of some terrible event? He surely wasn’t going to do something to her on this secluded path... The thought of the fine, carp-patterned gauze she wore, with its delicate feel, made Xiao Ruoching’s cheeks blush red, and her temperature seemed to rise. Her eyes were conflicted, yet she didn’t move, and even a hint of anticipation appeared in her heart. The next moment, a cold sweat broke out all over her, and she quickly suppressed the multitude of emotions in her heart. How could I be having such terrifying thoughts? Seeing Su Bei turn towards her, Xiao Ruoching lowered her head in a panic, gripping the handle of her sword tightly, and involuntarily took another step back. "Disciple..." Before Su Bei could finish speaking, he saw Xiao Ruoching jump in fright, clutching her chest, and hastily retreating several steps while looking at him in panic, exclaiming, "No!" Su Bei looked at his prodigal disciple with suspicion, his eyes shifting back and forth. Xiao Ruoching also realized that her reaction might have been a bit too strong, but she still crossed her arms and stared at Su Bei unblinkingly, probing, "Master... What did you say?" Su Bei found her behavior a little odd, but didn’t dwell on it and spoke indifferently, "Hmm! Haven’t you cultivated ’The Protagonist Must Cultivate This Technique’?" Xiao Ruoching’s pupils constricted instantly. Her heart jerked, and she reluctantly said, "Disciple... disciple." "Hmm! I know, you have cultivated both Cultivation Techniques, haven’t you?" Su Bei’s expression seemed to see through Xiao Ruoching, a slight curve forming at the corner of his mouth as he spoke to himself, "Since you have cultivated that Cultivation Technique, you should remember what was mentioned in it before." "Burning graves and jumping off cliffs will bring about destiny and fortune!" "The burning of the grave has already proven effective..." Xiao Ruoching looked dumbfounded at Su Bei, swallowing hard. She couldn’t help doubting herself. Could it be that she had misunderstood? Was that Cultivation Technique actually real? But he... he had no intentions toward her? Was he just trying to test the Cultivation Technique? Xiao Ruoching felt like she might have breathed a sigh of relief, but for some reason, she wasn’t quite happy about it. The sunlight slanted, casting its light on Su Bei’s white robe, embroidered with auspicious clouds, complementing his peerlessly handsome face tempered with a touch of gentle elegance, ethereal as an immortal. "Let’s go! To jump off the cliff." Xiao Ruoching: "..." 「...」 On a seldom-trodden path, Dan Wulan strolled leisurely in the direction of the Sword Sect. Suddenly, his eyes sharpened. The air was pervaded by a faint stench of blood, mingled with an Evil Qi not of Spiritual Energy! He could hear roars and ghastly cackles. Dan Wulan held his breath, focusing his senses toward the eerie source. Then, a cold sweat broke out on his back, soaking his newly changed undergarment! Upon recognizing the robe on the man he now saw, the next moment Dan Wulan drew his sword without a moment’s hesitation! At this time, two men cloaked in black, their faces masked, were trapping another man within a formation. The Evil Qi continuously eroded the trapped man, his horrific screams echoing through the dense woods, "Who exactly are you?" "I am Shen Wanqian, the third personal disciple of Xi Qingyi, Second Elder of the Sword Sect." "What do you want to do?" "Ah!" Another scream ensued, as Shen Wanqian watched a pair of pale hands swiftly penetrate his chest. The immense pain caused him to widen his eyes, staring in unwillingness at the hands impaling his chest before his grasp stretched futilely towards the sky, his pupils slightly dilated in defeat. Clusters of dark Qi continued to spread, and Shen Wanqian seemed to see the Sword Bone within him gradually being stripped from his body. Suddenly, he spotted a somewhat familiar figure rushing toward him in the distance. Hope seemed to reignite in his eyes, but the bitter smile on his lips couldn’t be shaken off, "Save me... Ninth Uncle!" He gasped violently, and a mouthful of blood was forcefully expelled. Shen Wanqian’s vision darkened, his eyes shut completely. Uncle, you’re just a step too late... If he could live again, he would never take this eerie path. What kind of rotten fortune was that? CLANG! The sound of a sword rang out instantly behind the masked men. The two exchanged glances, placed the Sword Bone into a specially made box, and squinted their eyes at the figure before them. Suddenly, a sword surged forth from the heavens and earth! The sword was covered with Cloud Sea Sword Aura, and a river of Sword Qi soared across the sky like a resplendent milky way. The Sword Qi, carrying the brilliant radiance of the Cloud Sea, rushed toward the two masked men, closing to within three feet in one fell swoop. Magnificent and imposing! The Sword Qi was mixed with a boundless and terrifying pressure; the Cloud Sea Sword Intent, with heaven and earth as its focus, borrowed nature’s spiritual energy! The entire firmament changed color in an instant! Wherever it passed, the ground split, and the chilling Sword Qi was like a frosty star nebula. One of the larger masked men, with a sinister ring engraved on his mask, squinted and enunciated word by word, "Cloud Sea Sword Aura." "Sword Sect, Cloud Sea Sword Immortal, Dan Wulan!!" "..."

Chapter 109 - 107: Cloud Sea Sword Immortal Dan Wulan_1

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