Chapter 84: Isn't This Triple Zero?

Words : 1369 Updated : Sep 12th, 2025

Chapter 84: Isn't This Triple Zero? "Hiss—! This isn’t right! This shouldn’t be happening!" Su Qinian yanked out another strand of his beard, utterly baffled. "So, Sect Master, is this my master’s memorial tablet or not?" Li Qingran stared at Su Qinian anxiously, her fingers nervously clutching the hem of her dress. The Sect Master had been staring at the tablet for over ten minutes now. Could there be some issue? "Well… how should I put this?" Su Qinian tore his gaze away from the memorial tablet, his expression complicated. The inscription read "Chen _ An," with the middle character missing. Li Qingran’s master was named Chen Huai’an, but with a missing character, he couldn't be completely sure if this tablet belonged to him. However, Li Qingran's master had claimed he was once a Senior Grand Elder of the Sword Pavilion… Su Qinian was completely confused. His memory told him there had never been a Senior Grand Elder named Chen Huai’an in the Sword Pavilion. Searᴄh the Nôvel(F)ire.ηet website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. But the ancestral hall’s records suggested there been a highly revered ancestor with the name Chen _ An. The tablet was placed at the very top—an indication of great status. Since it was missing a character, and because Su Qinian had no recollection of a Chen Huai’an, he had originally glossed over it. If not for Li Qingran double-checking every tablet he had already dismissed, they might have completely missed it. Could it be that, when he first joined the sect, this "Chen _ An" had indeed left on a journey? Did his random nonsense just turn out to be ?! Still in disbelief, Su Qinian took the tablet and hurried outside to find the white-clad female sword cultivator. Li Qingran quickly followed. "Senior Sister Lin, you joined the sect earlier than I did. Do you recall an elder named Chen _ An?" The woman in white turned at the mention of the name. Her beautiful face instantly darkened as she unsheathed her sword and Su Qinian on the head with its scabbard. "Who gave you permission to move the memorial tablets? Are you looking for a beating?" Despite being the Pavilion Master of the Sword Pavilion, Su Qinian didn’t dare resist. He simply lowered his head and endured her scolding. "I do recall an ancestor with the surname Chen," Lin Yuxi eventually admitted, though her expression remained indifferent. "But I’ve long forgotten his full name." ????άΝöBЕs She carefully returned the tablet to its original place and glanced at the two younger cultivators. "That ancestor left on a journey a long time ago. He was the senior martial brother of our master’s master. This tablet is extremely old. The previous caretaker of the ancestral hall failed to protect it, and one day, our sect’s guardian beast got in and clawed away the middle character." Su Qinian’s vision darkened. So the nonsense he had spouted had actually ? "Is there any other information about this ancestor?" He wanted final confirmation. "Hmm…" Lin Yuxi frowned in thought. "He did leave behind a saying, engraved on the stele at Ten Thousand Swords Peak." "You mean the inscription on the Ten Thousand Swords Peak stele was left by this Chen ancestor?!" Su Qinian was shocked. "I always thought our master wrote it!" "I haven't been to Ten Thousand Swords Peak yet. May I ask what it says?" "I suppose there's no harm in telling you." Su Qinian stroked his beard before reciting, "Just eight simple words, yet filled with overwhelming might, perfectly encapsulating the sword intent cultivated at Ten Thousand Swords Peak— 'When the Dao collapses, only the sword remains!'" Su Qinian shook his head, lost in admiration for the phrase's boundless arrogance. But Li Qingran only blinked, her gaze flickering with uncertainty. The words certainly carried an imposing presence, but they didn’t sound like something her master would say. Her master’s words always carried an ethereal quality. But that wasn’t important. The past was the past. Her master had gone through countless experiences over the years—of course, the way he spoke would change. "That settles it." Su Qinian clenched his fist, sealing his conclusion. "Li Qingran, your master, Chen Huai’an, was not a Senior Grand Elder, but an of our sect. Perhaps he was just an elder when he left, and since his position within the sect is hard to define now, he told you he was a Senior Grand Elder instead." Li Qingran didn’t respond. Actually, her master had never told her anything. She had asked. "Since your master is an of the Sword Pavilion, this matter must be handled with the utmost care. Go ask your master where he is now and what kind of poison he has been afflicted with. The Sword Pavilion will spare no expense—we find the antidote, even if it costs us everything!" Su Qinian's voice was resolute. He was all in. Forget the sect’s principle of never abandoning a single disciple— Just the title alone was worth going broke over. If they managed to save this ancestor and bring him back, what did the amount to? They could Qingyun Sect with the entire Pavilion. Dig out every last one of their spirit stones. Make their guardian beast with Qingyun Sect’s mother snake. Would the Qingyun Sect dare say no? Would they ?! "" Lost in his fantasy, Su Qinian laughed like a true sword cultivator. "Su Qinian! You touched an ancestor’s memorial tablet. Report to the Law Enforcement Hall and receive one hundred lashes!" A cold voice suddenly rang out from behind him, sending a shiver down his spine. "Ah, Senior Sister, I the Pavilion Master now, you know—" "Pavilion Masters get punished too." Lin Yuxi shut the doors to the ancestral hall with a cold glare. "Or what? Are you waiting for me to drag you to the sect plaza like when we were kids? Spank your backside with a vine rod in front of the Sword Pavilion disciples?" Su Qinian's face turned green. He hurriedly grabbed Li Qingran and made his escape. He knew Senior Sister Lin do it. "Sect Master, I’d like to visit the Scripture Pavilion as well." Although Su Qinian had already promised to handle the situation, Li Qingran felt it was best to have a backup plan. Her master’s poisoning couldn’t be delayed. If Su Qinian’s efforts failed, she might still find a solution in the Scripture Pavilion. "Go, go." Su Qinian waved her off in boredom. "The Scripture Pavilion is at the peak of the North Summit. Just remember to follow the rules." He summoned his flying sword and prepared to head to the Law Enforcement Hall. Then, he hesitated, turned back, and fixed Li Qingran with a dark expression. "Qingran, about today’s events, you…" Li Qingran straightened her posture, her face solemn as she cupped her fists. "This disciple simply visited the ancestral hall with the Sect Master, glanced at the memorial tablets, and left. I saw , met , and no one said a single word to us. This disciple also has where the Sect Master is headed now." "Mm~" Su Qinian stroked his beard in satisfaction. "Good girl!" With that, he soared into the sky on his sword. Li Qingran let out a quiet breath of relief. She unhooked the bell at her waist, summoned her celestial crane, and flew towards the North Summit. Boom! Boom! That morning, Chen Huai’an was still asleep when two loud thuds echoed from outside. Groggily, he opened his eyes. "" On the sofa, the black cat, Baji, also opened its golden eyes, a cold glint flashing within. 【Blood… and the scent of that little thief from before…】 Chen Huai’an got up and opened the door. A strong stench of blood hit him straight in the face, making him frown. A blood trail stretched from the window at the end of the hallway, leading to his doorstep. And lying at his feet was a small, trembling figure. Dressed in a bloodstained high school summer uniform, her hair matted with dirt and gore, her face was nearly unrecognizable. A collapsed, bloodied little girl. And most importantly— He her. ""

Chapter 84: Isn't This Triple Zero?

Comments (0)