Chapter 111 The Allure of That One Slash
Chapter 111 The Allure of That One Slash
Han Xiaoliu was racking his brains trying to figure out how to prove to Dong Xuan'er how he could remain chaste and untouched by countless women.
Before he could even finish rehearsing his "straight man" speech, a series of crisp system notifications rang in his mind—the reward for Han Baibai submitting Yunlu Blood had finally arrived!
"Ding! A trace of the Yin-Yang Laws from the outside world has been collected. Merit +5000!"
"Ding! The 'Tangyuan' has met the conditions for gestation, and the Seed of Life has been activated! The exclusive cultivation mission has officially begun!"
Han Xiaoliu's eyes lit up, and he secretly praised her: This daughter is really amazing! She actually managed to get her hands on the blood of the old demon Yunlu!
As the Seed of Life was activated, an adorable black and white figure appeared, none other than Tangyuan, a helpful partner from Flower Fruit Mountain.
As a highly popular panda companion in "Fantasy Westward Journey," Tangyuan not only boasts a national treasure-level appearance but is also renowned throughout the Three Realms for its elusive "Bamboo Forest Mystery" and domineering "Drunken Fist" techniques. While it appears soft and harmless in normal times, its attacks are surprisingly powerful and impactful, making it an absolutely reliable tank and damage dealer in any team.
More importantly, who can resist having a round, adorable panda following them around when they go out?
Looking at the fluffy, top-quality battle pet in front of him, Han Xiaoliu's mood instantly brightened, and he was overjoyed.
When he turned to look at Dong Xuan'er, who was still sulking beside him, her face, which had originally been somewhat angry, had completely transformed into a coquettish and charming expression of feigned reluctance.
"Explain what?"
Han Xiaoliu chuckled and simply gave up on those weak excuses.
He stretched out his long arm and forcefully pulled Dong Xuan'er into his arms, holding her slender waist tightly with one hand and pressing the back of her head with the other. He then lowered his head and precisely kissed her slightly parted red lips.
The sudden intimacy caught Dong Xuan'er off guard, and her tense body instantly went limp, turning into a pool of spring water.
She gave a soft hum, obediently closed her eyes, and awkwardly but passionately responded to the kiss, which was both domineering and indulgent.
The two were entangled in this small space, their breaths mingling and their lips and teeth intertwined. In their constant turning and vying, neither was willing to give in easily.
Outside Jianye City, a fierce wind whipped up a sky full of fallen leaves, and a chilling atmosphere pervaded the air.
Han Baibai and Shen Gongbao stood side by side, each with their disciples behind them, and the group marched in a grand procession towards the outskirts of the city.
Among the group, a cool and aloof figure in white stood out – it was Lu Xueqi.
Looking at Lu Xueqi, who possessed an ethereal beauty and seemed like a goddess descended from the heavens, Tu You and Niu Er, who were traveling with them, couldn't hide their curiosity and curiosity.
Lu Xueqi stopped in her tracks, her pale white dress fluttering gently in the breeze. She turned her head slightly, her cool gaze sweeping over Tu You, who had been following closely behind her.
Seeing the little girl's peeking and hesitant expression, her usually cold and hard lips twitched almost imperceptibly, and a faint smile flickered in her eyes.
"Kid, you've been looking all the way here, haven't you had enough yet?" Her voice was clear and cold, like jade striking each other, with a hint of casual teasing.
Caught red-handed, Tu You's face flushed instantly, like a kitten whose tail had been stepped on. She hurriedly lowered her head, nervously twisting the hem of her clothes with both hands.
But after a moment, as if she had made up her mind, she suddenly raised her head, her clear eyes flashing with unwavering stubbornness, and looked straight into Lu Xueqi's deep eyes: "Senior, are you really a mortal? Can a mortal... really cultivate immortality?"
Upon hearing these words, several children who had just entered the Dream World also stopped in their tracks. Their eyes widened with curiosity and inquiry as they stared intently at Lu Xueqi.
Meeting the little girl's burning gaze, Lu Xueqi remained calm, her tone unwavering: "I am mortal, that's beyond question." She slightly raised her chin, her gaze sweeping over the group of energetic children, her voice suddenly rising a few decibels, "However, if a mortal wishes to defy fate and embark on the path of cultivation, I only know one way!"
"What method?" Tu You asked impatiently, her breathing quickening.
"Silly girl, of course we should enter here!" Lu Xueqi pointed to the strange little three realms beneath her feet, her brows furrowing with boundless pride.
At that moment, she seemed no longer to be the aloof and detached swordswoman, but rather the swordswoman who bore the weight of the rise and fall of the Tang Dynasty government, her heart surging with passion.
She leaned slightly forward, her gaze intense as she looked at the crowd: "Have you ever heard of any cultivation methods for mortals in the outside world? Only in this world does the true lineage of mortal cultivation to immortality reside!"
At this point, she placed her hand on the hilt of her sword, her eyes gleaming with a mixture of fighting spirit and arrogance, and asked loudly, "Would you like to see just how powerful the cultivation technique practiced by this 'mortal' truly is?"
As soon as the words were spoken, the little ones nodded frantically, their eyes full of anticipation.
Even Han Baibai and Shen Gongbao, who had been bored on the side, perked up their ears and showed great interest in their eyes.
After all, since Lu Xueqi achieved Foundation Establishment, no one has ever truly witnessed her in action, and no one knows what kind of earth-shattering power this inherited skill of the Tang Dynasty government contains.
Everyone stopped in their tracks with perfect understanding and consciously moved aside to clear a space.
Lu Xueqi took a deep breath, her expression suddenly becoming serious. With a clear, resonant "clang," the longsword at her waist was drawn!
A cold glint appeared, and the sword's blade shimmered with a chilling, autumnal light.
With a slight turn of her wrist, she pointed her longsword diagonally into the dark woods ahead, her sharp gaze, imbued with a tangible sword intent, locked firmly onto the unknown darkness before her.
His clothes fluttered in the surging sword energy, and he was like a peerless divine weapon about to be unsheathed, ready to strike!
"A sword that pierces heaven and earth, vanquishing evil!"
With a clear, icy shout, Lu Xueqi suddenly flipped her wrist, and the sword pointed straight ahead.
Her spiritual power poured out without reservation, and a terrifying sword intent that was suffocating swept across the entire area, as if even the surrounding air was being pulverized by this sharpness.
"cut!"
The moment the words fell, a blood-red sword aura several meters wide, like a raging dragon, roared and tore through the void.
Wherever the sword energy passed, the space rippled with subtle distortion, and it crashed down with an aura of utter destruction.
"BOOM—!!"
Amidst the deafening roar, the once lush and dark forest in front of us was brutally cleaved in two by this crimson sword energy!
Countless towering ancient trees shattered and vanished like rotten wood under the terrifying sword energy, turning into a sky full of wood chips and dust. The cut was as smooth as a mirror, and the edges still retained a chilling scarlet sword light that lingered for a long time.
A strong smell of burning, accompanied by a violent gust of wind, rushed towards them, causing their clothes to flutter wildly.
"hiss……"
Han Baibai gasped, her usually lazy eyes widening in shock.
Shen Gongbao, standing to the side, froze on the spot, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets, his heart filled with turbulent waves—this was no ordinary sword technique.
Its power is comparable to a Foundation Establishment spell!
The youngsters, who were just starting out, were stunned by this earth-shattering scene.
After a brief silence, Tu You, her face flushed with excitement, jumped up and down, her clear shout breaking the stillness: "Master! I want to learn this too! It's amazing!"
Despite the admiring gazes of her apprentices, Lu Xueqi remained aloof.
With a flick of her wrist, she created a dazzling and sharp sword flourish, then with a backhand flick, the longsword returned steadily to its sheath with a soft clang.
Seeing the starry-eyed looks on her apprentices' faces, Lu Xueqi chuckled inwardly, feeling that she hadn't had enough of the limelight yet.
She slightly raised her delicate chin, put her hands behind her back, and said in a light and casual tone, as if she were just talking about the weather, "With such a powerful sword move, as long as my blood and energy are sufficient, I can keep slashing."
Keep cutting?!
These words struck Shen Gongbao like a heavy hammer blow.
He had been secretly planning his future path of cultivation, but now his heart was violently shaken.
As a temporary player, if he wants to join another traditional sect, he must endure the hardship until he reaches level 40 and becomes a full member before he can obtain the qualification to become an apprentice.
With his mediocre four spiritual roots, he'll probably have to struggle at the bottom for decades!
But the Tang Dynasty government is different; it's a sect exclusively for mortals, and you can become an apprentice as soon as you reach level 10. Even a temporary player like him is fully qualified!
Shen Gongbao took a deep breath, his gaze involuntarily falling on Niu Er, who stood beside him with a look of longing and eyes shining.
Seeing the eager look on his little apprentice's face, he gritted his teeth and made up his mind: once Niu Er reaches level 10, he will definitely take this kid to the Tang Dynasty government office to become an apprentice!
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