After Breaking Off the Engagement, I Started Pursuing My Master

Chapter 90: Thank you

Most casual cultivators are wise. They know who they can’t afford to offend, so they naturally wouldn’t compete for this opportunity.

Logically speaking, the secret realm of Burial Dragon Valley should only allow cultivators below the Divine Transformation stage to enter. This was a rule set by the nine realm Immortal Venerable who chose Burial Dragon Valley as one of the burial sites, intended to leave opportunities for the younger generation.

Compared to Ji Qingchen’s arrogant and cold eyes, even though the gray-clothed casual cultivator revealed his fifth-level Divine Transformation cultivation, his expression was still solemn. He stared at Jiang Huai in front of him, slowly drawing his sword, gripping it tightly in his hand.

“What kind of secret technique is this?” Jiang Huai couldn’t help but ask curiously.

“Logically, you shouldn’t be able to enter the Burial Dragon Valley.”

“It’s a secret technique passed down by the ancestors of the Moon Wheel Sect, which can suppress one’s cultivation to the late stage of Nascent Soul, deceiving the rules set by those nine realm Immortal Venerable. The downside is that afterward, one’s cultivation can only reach the tenth level of Void Refining at most and cannot advance any further.”

“Why would you be willing to be his protector?”

“I was chosen by the Moon Wheel Sect when I was young and branded with a slave mark. I cannot harbor any thoughts of killing my master, or else I will suffer the agony of the soul fire consuming my heart. I protected his father for ten years, and after his father entered Divine Transformation, I continued to protect his child.”

“Alas, such a hard fate.”

Jiang Huai sighed softly, “If I kill him, will you die?”

“Yes.”

“But I still have to kill him.” Jiang Huai said earnestly.

“I understand.”

The gray-clothed cultivator still had his eyes fixed on Jiang Huai, still not drawing his sword.

On the other hand, Ji Qingchen seemed to have not yet realized that the atmosphere was off and instead sneered.

“Uncle Li, break all his bones, but leave him alive. I want him to watch with his own eyes as I torment this white snake until she convulses all over, tears streaming down her face begging me for mercy, willingly submitting to me.”

“Shut up.”

The gray-clothed cultivator suddenly scolded Ji Qingchen behind him sharply. Ji Qingchen was taken aback, about to explode in anger, but Jiang Huai suddenly laughed.

“He’s already seen through it, so why don’t you understand? If I had no confidence, why didn’t I run away immediately knowing that he is at the fifth level of Divine Transformation?”

Ji Qingchen was taken aback, and then cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

But clearly, he saw that Jiang Huai in front of him was only at the first level of Qi Refining. Uncle Li could kill him in an instant, just like slaughtering a pig or a dog. Even if that snake demon beside him was powerful, with a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivation, in front of Uncle Li, it was just a matter of one sword strike.

“Uncle Li… what are you afraid of?”

“I don’t know, but when things are abnormal, there must be some tricks at play.”

The gray-clothed cultivator fell silent for a moment, looking at Jiang Huai.

“You say… if he kowtows to you now, does he have a way to live?”

“You’re spouting nonsense!” Ji Qingchen suddenly became furious.

“Has the sect been feeding you for so many years for nothing? A Qi Refining stage, even with a heavenly-grade spirit sword, what of it? Killing him is easier than slaughtering pigs and dogs. What are you hesitating for? Draw your sword!”

“Face is never more important than life, your father understood this very well, but he spoiled you too much and failed to teach you.”

The gray-clothed cultivator sighed lightly; he slowly raised the blade in his hand; frost condensed on the blade, and the vast spiritual energy flowed around the edge of his sword, locking onto Jiang Huai.

Just before he struck, he asked.

“What are the chances that this sword will kill you?”

“Absolutely none.”

“But I can only try. This sword is the culmination of my forty-two years of cultivation. It’s a desperate strike.”

“Wouldn’t it be a pity if it missed?”

Jiang Huai sighed lightly, then said, “Bai Li, you deal with Ji Qingchen, leave him alive for now, we’ll kill him later.”

After speaking, his eyes suddenly brightened, and in front of the gray-clothed cultivator, suddenly all light dimmed, and a milky white light enveloped the two of them. When he came back to his senses, everything around him had changed. Ji Qingchen and Bai Li beside him had disappeared, the world turned into a pure white color, and only Jiang Huai’s figure stood in front of him.

“Wouldn’t it be a pity to die like this?” Jiang Huai asked softly.

“There’s no other way.”

The gray-clothed cultivator concentrated his soul, trying to lock onto Jiang Huai’s breath, but he was shocked to find that he couldn’t lock onto Jiang Huai. Clearly, Jiang Huai was standing in front of him, but when his soul swept over, it was like grasping at mist, and if he tried to locate him with spiritual energy, it was even more difficult, because there was no spiritual energy on Jiang Huai at all.

He suddenly understood what Jiang Huai meant when he said it would be a pity if the sword missed.

So he didn’t strike but waited for Jiang Huai’s breath. If Jiang Huai wanted to approach him, he would surely be sensed by him. With his fifth-level Divine Transformation cultivation, it would only take one hundredth of a breath to sever Jiang Huai’s neck.

“I don’t need to make a move. Now that I’ve held you here, I just need Bai Li to kill Ji Qingchen. Then the slave mark on you will backfire, and even if you don’t die, you will be tormented by it, right?”

Jiang Huai’s voice reached the ears of the gray-clothed cultivator.

“Yes.”

The gray-clothed cultivator smiled bitterly, “What is this?”

“This is my sword intent, I call it Mirror Flower, specifically for creating illusions.”

Jiang Huai looked at the gray-clothed cultivator in front of him, “I’ll give you the time it takes an incense stick to burn to find my position and strike at me, then you’ll have a chance to live.”

“Why bother?”

“Mainly, I want to test how long my Mirror Flower can delay a fifth-level Divine Transformation cultivator and what effect it will have. Otherwise, it’s hard to assess the usefulness of Mirror Flower later on.”

Jiang Huai’s answer was quite sincere.

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During the three months he lay on the sickbed, although his cultivation was completely destroyed; before that happened, his soul had indeed reached the tenth level of Divine Transformation under the experience scrolls provided by the system.

What was destroyed was his Qi sea, which had nothing to do with his soul, so for those three months, he was quietly practicing the power of the soul. He had practiced enough but had never had the chance to make a move. The soul was still a relatively unfamiliar field for him, so he wanted to take this opportunity to try.

Mainly, he couldn’t explain to Chu Xianning how his soul reached the tenth level of Divine Transformation. Previously, his cultivation was at the mid-stage of Core Formation, which everyone thought was reasonable. But if his cultivation was at the tenth level of Divine Transformation, even the nine realm Immortal Venerable might be curious about how he managed to cultivate to this level at the age of nineteen.

Being too prominent could attract risks.

At that time, Core Formation cultivation was enough for Jiang Huai, so he didn’t want to use those experience scrolls, preferring to save them for later use.

Who would have thought he would be so unlucky to encounter a tenth-level Divine Transformation evil cultivator?

Even if he used the experience scrolls to reach the tenth level of Divine Transformation, he wouldn’t be able to use the divine abilities that came with it, especially since that evil cultivator had accumulated many years of experience and had many evil artifacts refined with living souls.

The gray-clothed cultivator closed his eyes, trying hard to sense Jiang Huai’s breath. Time passed at an extremely slow pace, his grip on the sword tightened, and sweat slowly dripped from his forehead. Before the time it took an incense stick to burn had passed, he suddenly slashed with his sword.

The sword was as fast as lightning, but unfortunately, it just missed Jiang Huai.

The gray-robed monk was fully focused on tracking him down, and he was doing the same. If the gray-robed monk really found his location soon, then he would have no choice but to use his 【Water Moon】 technique. He had only comprehended these two moves, and Water Moon was his last resort, a move that greatly drained both body and soul, not to be used lightly.

“You’ve lost,” Jiang Huai’s voice rang out beside the gray-robed monk’s ear.

“I have one more request,” the gray-robed monk suddenly spoke slowly.

Jiang Huai asked indifferently, “What is it?”

“Since death is certain, let me be the one to kill Ji Qingchen.”

“Alright.”

In the next instant, Ji Qingchen appeared in this milky-white space, and the gray-robed monk began to walk towards him step by step.

At this moment, Ji Qingchen’s eyes widened, trembling as he watched the gray-robed monk approach.

“Uncle Li, what… what are you doing, Uncle Li…”

While speaking, Ji Qingchen tried to activate the slave imprint, causing the gray-robed monk’s body to gradually freeze and his steps to become heavy. He spat out a mouthful of black blood, but in the next moment, Bai Li’s fingertips conjured a faint purple poison mist in front of Ji Qingchen. Ji Qingchen’s eyes took on a hint of purple, and his control over the slave imprint began to fade.

The gray-robed monk reached Ji Qingchen, raising the long saber in his hand high. Looking down at Ji Qingchen, who now lay on the ground, Ji Qingchen could hear his words but was unable to move at all.

“Forty-two years.”

“I’ve been a dog for the Ji family for forty-two years.”

“Your father wanted me to teach you more, but it’s a pity you’re a fool. All you do is play with women, and your head can’t hold anything else. That’s why you’ll never match up to your brother and never be worthy of inheriting the Moon Wheel Sect.”

A mouthful of bloody spit landed on Ji Qingchen’s face, and the gray-robed monk’s long saber finally descended, piercing his heart completely. Ji Qingchen’s eyes quickly dimmed, and the gray-robed monk, too, succumbed to the backlash of the slave imprint, his body withering away.

Jiang Huai and Bai Li stood by the lake, both looking quite calm. Bai Li blinked curiously at him.

“What did you do to him? How come he just stood there for a while and then struck Ji Qingchen with his saber?”

“My best sword technique, Mirror Flower,” Jiang Huai explained to Bai Li.

Ji Qingchen was dead, and the gray-robed monk’s eyes also dimmed, eventually collapsing to the ground, becoming a corpse. Jiang Huai approached Ji Qingchen’s body, began to search it, opened the storage ring, and out burst more than twenty thousand spirit stone notes. In addition to that, there was a large pile of women’s intimate garments, a bunch of erotic paintings, and hey, there was also a book titled Floating Clouds and Splendid Elegance.

Jiang Huai’s mouth twitched slightly.

He collected the spirit stones, and there were also some life-saving spiritual treasures, but unfortunately, Ji Qingchen never had the chance to use them. Jiang Huai didn’t take them but put them back into the storage ring and placed it back on Ji Qingchen’s body. He turned to Bai Li and said softly,

“Alright, revenge is done.”

“Thank you,” Bai Li murmured quietly.

“In fact, our relationship doesn’t really call for thanks,” Jiang Huai said softly.

“True.”

Jiang Huai turned around, looked behind him at the trees, and spoke indifferently.

“Fellow daoists hiding there, haven’t you seen enough?”

The two casual cultivators hiding behind the tree stiffened, instinctively wanting to flee, but Jiang Huai spoke slowly.

“You’ve seen it, Ji Qingchen was killed by his own protector, right?”

The two casual cultivators nodded vigorously.

“I am Jiang Huai from the Tianxuan Sect. The rumors of my cultivation being destroyed were just a joke from within the Tianxuan Sect. Hearing is false, seeing is believing. You know what to do, right?”

“We saw nothing today!” the two casual cultivators raised their hands, bit their fingertips, and with their own source spiritual energy as a guide, they took a Dao oath.

After the oath was taken, if they spoke of today’s events, they would naturally suffer the backlash. Jiang Huai felt somewhat relieved and then smiled.

“This Rainbow Lotus is unclaimed, but there’s likely a demon beast guarding it. How about we cooperate? When the time comes, we can divide the petals based on the effort contributed?”

The two casual cultivators looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, and then nodded firmly.