Chapter 310: Refining Lingxi Valley

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Chapter 310: Refining Lingxi Valley “I-I didn’t see that wrong, did I? Sword Sovereign Chen actually shattered Real Person Qionghua’s Small World with a single sword strike?!” “I heard that although Real Person Qionghua looks delicate and beautiful, she’s actually ruthless to the core. Just look at her Small World—blood-red clouds and a hundred thousand ghost soldiers… And now she’s been taken down with one sword by the Sword Pavilion Ancestor?!!” “Come on, come on—who just now said Sword Sovereign Chen couldn’t beat Real Person Qionghua? Step forward!” While Chen Huaian stepped into the Small World, the cultivators around were still reeling from the previous battle. He walked straight over to Yun Baiyu, and apologized sincerely, “Valley Master Yun, sorry I let Real Person Qionghua escape. That woman is in the Eighth Realm of Void Fusion—This Venerable One can kill her in a direct fight, but once she burned her soul to flee, even I couldn’t stop her.” Yun Baiyu didn’t dare accept Chen Huaian’s apology. She quickly sat up, gathered the hem of her dress, and waved her hands repeatedly: “Senior, the fact that you protected Lingxi Valley is already a tremendous grace. How could I possibly expect you to eliminate all our enemies? Besides, Real Person Qionghua is truly a tough opponent.” “But now that she’s fled… if This Venerable One goes to aid the Pill Sect, Lingxi Valley might be left vulnerable!” Chen Huaian clasped his hands behind his back and sighed. Upon hearing this, Yun Baiyu’s face turned pale as well. She looked up at Sword Sovereign Chen with teary eyes, clearly hoping he had a solution. Meeting her sorrowful gaze, Chen Huaian laid down his plan: “How about this—after I refined the Sword Pavilion into my Small World, the Yaoxi Holy Land and Burning Purity Holy Land could no longer touch us. The entire Sword Pavilion is safe… So, why don’t you have Lingxi Valley join too? That way, it’ll be easier for me to act, and you won’t need to worry about your disciples' safety.” The entire place fell into silence for a moment. Letting a Void Fusion cultivator refine your sect into their Small World… was essentially handing your sect over to them. There wasn’t much difference. After all, a Void Fusion cultivator inside their own Small World was practically a god. Once you entered, whether you could leave would be up to that cultivator’s will. Everyone present was a sect master or elder-level figure. None of them liked the idea of bowing and scraping to someone else. All eyes turned to Lingxi Valley’s master, waiting for her response. But Yun Baiyu ignored the stares. She’d already anticipated this proposal. Biting her lip, she didn’t hesitate at all before kneeling before Chen Huaian and bowing deeply: “This junior Yun Baiyu pays respects to the Realm Lord.” The master of a Small World was called a Realm Lord. Normally, only cultivators at the Mahayanic Stage were qualified to let a sect reside in their Small World. Void Fusion cultivators’ worlds were usually unstable and lacking in resources. But the Sword Pavilion Ancestor’s Small World was different. Just from the rich concentration of spiritual energy, Yun Baiyu could already tell—his true body was likely at least First Tribulation Mahayana. Of course, her willingness to integrate Lingxi Valley also came from her earlier promise. She was someone who valued gratitude and commitment. Chen Huaian had saved her life, her daughter’s life, and now her entire sect. So what if Lingxi Valley became a subordinate force to the Sword Pavilion Ancestor? Frankly, she might be the one getting the better end of the deal. “No need to be so formal, Valley Master Yun,” Chen Huaian was secretly delighted, though he maintained a stern expression as he gently lifted her up. “And don’t call This Venerable One Realm Lord. I’m only refining Lingxi Valley temporarily. If there’s no longer danger later on and you want to leave, just tell me anytime. Everyone here can bear witness to my word.” Seeing how open and forthright the Sword Pavilion Ancestor was, the surrounding cultivators couldn’t help but feel deep respect. Bathed in their reverent gazes, Chen Huaian fought to keep the corners of his mouth from curling. What a joke. He, Chen, was going to build his Small World into a new Holy Land sooner or later. By then, sects might be begging to move in. So he said those words without even blinking. Yun Baiyu gave her thanks once again. Chen Huaian didn’t waste time—he immediately left the Small World and began refining all of Lingxi Valley. Within the Small World, tremors rippled out. Next to the mountain range that housed the Sword Pavilion, a new scenic gorge appeared. The two sects now stood shoulder to shoulder—practically hugging. Just a cliff and a river between them. Sword Pavilion disciples could now look right across from their great hall and see the female disciples of Lingxi Valley’s hall. “Welcome, Valley Master Yun, and all of Lingxi Valley!” Su Qinian’s smile was positively radiant. The Sword Pavilion had always lacked numbers—and that had a lot to do with their disciples being indifferent to romance. Not that they were all celibate by nature. There were just too few female disciples in Sword Pavilion. Less than one in ten, and those that existed were fierce and battle-hardened. Take Yue Qianchi for example. She might seem easy-going… But any disciple bold enough to confess to her? Yeah, enjoy your beating the next day. Lingxi Valley’s female disciples were different. They were all gentle and soft-spoken—practically the polar opposites of the Sword Pavilion’s ladies. Now that their sects were nestled side-by-side, and interaction between their disciples increased, things were bound to happen. Ties would deepen, and both sects would see their numbers rise—especially with gifted offspring… In Su Qinian’s mind, the blueprint of a future Holy Land was already taking shape! Chen Huaian, however, wasn’t thinking that far. He was more focused on the medicinal pills and herbs Lingxi Valley could now provide. Once the integration was complete, he immediately left the Small World. The Pill Sect might now be facing two Void Fusion cultivators. Zhou Xuanzi was probably on the verge of tears by now. … “I didn’t expect the Sword Pavilion Ancestor to already be at the Eighth Realm of Void Fusion. I couldn’t even handle him… Looks like we’ll have to call in Real Person Yuyao—or that one…” On the run, Real Person Qionghua kept looking back. Seeing that the Sword Pavilion Ancestor wasn’t chasing her gave her some relief. When she thought of that one, an image flashed in her mind—a cold, moonlit figure in white, sitting cross-legged, robes as pure as snow. In all of Yaoxi Holy Land, perhaps only that person could make Real Person Yuyao tread carefully. Though the two didn’t see eye to eye, when it came to the survival of the Holy Land, that person would certainly act. With that thought, Qionghua regained a bit of confidence. Technically speaking, she was considered that one’s disciple. If she pleaded… Suddenly, the space in front of her rippled. It felt like she ran headfirst into a layer of water. Her vision darkened—and she was bounced back. “Who’s there?!” She steadied herself and saw a tall, scholarly-looking figure before her, a pale-white sword at his waist. At first, she thought the Sword Pavilion Ancestor had caught up—but quickly realized it wasn’t him. This man looked very young. His cultivation seemed no higher than Nascent Soul, and he had a sunny smile on his face, as if thinking about something amusing. “Real Person Qionghua, long time no see.” He cupped his hands politely. Qionghua was about to scold him—what junior dared to call her by name? But something felt off. If he were a junior, even in her current soul state, he wouldn’t have stopped her so easily. This man was definitely not just at Nascent Soul! Sёarᴄh the Nôvel(F)ire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. He was another Void Fusion cultivator hiding his strength—another old monster! “Stop playing games. Who are you?!” Her expression darkened, and unease crept into her heart. Looks like she wouldn’t be reuniting with Real Person Honglian today… … …

Chapter 310: Refining Lingxi Valley

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