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Chapter 116: The Half-Step Sword Immortal, A Flowery-Clothed Man
Rumble!
Rumble!
The sky in the desert changed as fast as a baby's facial expressions.
It was still sunny in the daytime, but the weather became worse as the night progressed.
Thanks to the spirit gathering array in the room, Su Xing's spiritual energy quickly recovered to its peak state.
At this time, it was already late at night.
In another room, the young girl, Xue, had also fallen asleep.
Since he had nothing better to do, Su Xing walked out of the room and planned to take a stroll around.
This was one of his biggest characteristics. No matter where he went, he had to walk around. Familiarizing himself with the terrain was one thing, but it was more to satisfy his curiosity.
After all, in this Desert Inn, everything was strange. He could not help but feel curious about this place.
Besides, he had not left the mountain for ten years, and it was rare for him to be this free.
He came to the lobby on the first floor of the inn.
Although it was late at night, there were some people who did not sleep in the lobby.
There were about a dozen people.
Some were drinking, some were talking about cultivation, and some were talking about the Red Cliff.
While everyone was talking.
A young man in green came down from upstairs.
Su Xing walked to the counter, put down the money, took a few bottles of wine, and sat down by the window.
"It's that handsome young man today. Why is he out?"
"Shouldn't he be in the mysterious Heaven No. 1 room?"
"Don't ask around. That's not something we can touch."
Everyone had witnessed how the mysterious old man had treated Su Xing today.
When they saw him go downstairs, everyone in the hall raised the wine in their hands to show their goodwill.
Su Xing nodded with a smile as a form of greeting.
When everyone saw that Su Xing did not have any intention of chatting, they sat down resentfully.
At a table a few feet away, they were talking about the legend of this Thousand-Mile Red Cliff.
It was a legend, but it was just some strange things that they had heard from rumors.
At first, these people looked in Su Xing's direction from time to time, and they were obviously still a little apprehensive. However, when they realized that Su Xing was just drinking by himself, their voices gradually grew louder.
As Su Xing listened, he looked out of the window.
The sound of the wind outside grew stronger. At this time, other than the wild sand that filled the sky, it was also starting to rain cats and dogs.
Outside the inn.
The sound of the wind whistled, the dust was swept up, and in addition to the sound of thunder and lightning, the cacophony of sounds was extremely chaotic.
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Everyone was a regular customer of the Thousand Miles Red Cliff here, so they were not surprised by this. They also raised their own spiritual energy shields.
Was the weather really normal?
A faint special aura pervaded the night.
Su Xing raised his wine cup and drank slowly. Although he was drinking, his eyes were staring at the strange scene outside the window.
He did not drink quickly, as if he did not care about the arrival of the rain. He continued to drink leisurely.
A violent storm, lightning, and thunder!
Su Xing suddenly saw a figure approaching the inn in the rain. His eyes could not help but focus.
In the wind and rain.
A wave of heroic songs echoed, like a stream of water.
"There is the sharpest sword in the world…"
The long dark night reveals our youth and insolence.
The sea is bright with the full moon,
but the human years are mottled,
can look back;
into the cup of light wine,
sleepless night, with whom to say.
There is the loneliest horse in the world,
the white snow has frozen our hot blood.
I am amazed by the beauty of the mortal world,
the Red Candle on the Yantai is even more enchanting,
but it's a good time;
three cups and two cups of light wine,
drunk tonight, there was no need to measure the past.."
The chivalrous singing voice echoed in everyone's ears.
The laughter of the people who were talking and laughing suddenly stopped. Clearly, they had also noticed the figure outside the window.
Rumble!
The sound of thunder exploded, and lightning flashed and thunder rumbled outside the inn.
The yellowish green curtain was suddenly blown up by a gust of wind, and a slender figure slowly walked in.
The person who came looked like a middle-aged man. He was dressed in flowery clothes with a hint of green. His slightly long hair was tied into a bun at the back of his head. On his somewhat pale and distinct face, there were only two strands of black hair hanging down from the left and right. There was an ink-colored long sword at his waist, he was holding a wine flask made from a gourd in his hand.
Although his every move was very casual, it revealed an aura that was in sync with the Heavenly Dao.
"Eh? This person is extraordinary."
Upon seeing the person who came in, Su Xing could not help but feel a wave in his heart.
"System! What is this person's cultivation base?"
System: "A flying Immortal with a single sword, a sword cultivator at the half-step Human Immortal Realm!"
Lingtian continent was indeed filled with hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Just by walking around, he had met a half-step Sword Immortal!
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There were differences in the battle prowess of Human Immortals, but the publicly acknowledged strongest person in a direct confrontation was always a Sword Immortal.
Su Xing did not expect to meet a legendary Sword Immortal while he was leisurely drinking.
Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled outside the room, and a strong wind blew, making the curtain of the door creak.
As the man in flowery clothes barged in, the inn fell into silence.
The man in flowery clothes slowly walked to the counter, and a voice full of vicissitudes of life came out of his mouth.
"Fill up a pot of wine, a plate of fennel beans, and a serving of other dishes to go with the wine."
After saying that, he slowly walked over to the counter, and then looked around.
Everyone looked at the man in the flowery clothes curiously, but in a breath, they quickly withdrew their gazes. The eyes of the man in the flowery clothes were like two sharp swords, making people not dare to face his sharpness directly.
Feeling the pain in their eyes as if they were being pricked by needles, everyone hurriedly got up and went back to the room.
In a short span of ten breaths, Su Xing was the only person left in the originally bustling hall.
Hmm? There's someone else here?
The man in flowery clothes seemed to have discovered something interesting as he walked straight to Su Xing.
Before he could say anything, Su Xing spoke indifferently.
"Does the song you just sang have a name?"
"It's carefree sigh!"
The man in flowery clothes was stunned when he heard this, then he replied word by word.
"Carefree sigh! Good name, good song, good sword!"
This song's lyrics were full of free and unrestrained energy, full of chivalrous and unrestrained aura. It had a bit of the essence of a Sword Immortal.
People could not help but sigh in admiration. What a carefree sigh!
Su Xing smiled and filled up a glass of wine.
"It's fate that we meet. Today, I'll treat senior to a drink!"
Upon hearing Su Xing's invitation, the man in flowery clothes casually sat down.
The man in flowery clothes said indifferently, "You're different from them. You don't seem to be afraid of me?"
Afraid? Su Xing was stunned.
"Senior, you must be joking. I have no enmity with you. Why should I be afraid of you?"
A glint flashed in the eyes of the man in flowery clothes, and his aura suddenly became fierce.
He stared at Su Xing without blinking.
"Oh? Then tell me, why aren't you afraid of me?"
Su Xing activated his Intent Domain, and the aura that came at him from the man was quietly dispelled. Then, Su Xing gently pushed the wine in front of him with a smile.
"If you're not afraid, then you're not afraid. Why?"
After saying that, he lifted the wine bottle in front of him with one hand and raised his head elegantly.
Gulp, gulp, gulp.
He was not afraid, so he was not afraid?
The man in flowery clothes read it a few times and seemed to have realized something.
He took the wine glass and laughed.
"Haha, young man, you're really interesting."
Chapter 117: Drunk Sword Immortal, Carefree With One Sword
They drank a few cups of wine.
Su Xing looked straight at the man in flowery clothes.
He was dressed in flowery clothes, had a longsword as dark as ink, and had a shiny wine bottle.
It was obvious that he was a wine-loving person, but he was also a powerful sword cultivator.
His strength could not be underestimated!
As if he had sensed Su Xing's gaze, the man in flowery clothes introduced himself.
"I'm drunk this morning and drunk this morning. Tomorrow, I'll drink cold water without wine. Everyone calls me the Drunk Sword Immortal."
He paused for a moment before continuing.
"But I still like the title of 'wine madman'. Hahaha!"
"I'm the Drunk Sword Immortal, carefree with one sword!"
Su Xing could not help but reveal a strange expression upon hearing this. Clearly, he was not completely ignorant of this sword cultivator.
Ever since she joined the Sunset Peak, Bai Xueling had often mentioned the three of them.
They were all sword cultivators, and the people she knew were all experts in the way of the sword.
And among them, the one who spoke the most was the Sword Saint from the past.
He loved drinking like his life was never-ending, and he was free and uninhibited. From the outside, he looked like an ordinary drunkard, but his sword cultivation had already reached the peak of power.
When the beautiful Master mentioned the Sword Saint, she only had one short sentence.
"His one sword is free and unfettered, it can break the sky, it can shatter the stars, and it can slay the devil with one sword."
His story went back as far as three hundred years ago.
Three hundred years ago, the martial path was strong. Compared to the pursuit of strength, some people chose to cultivate step by step, but there were also people who went astray.
And three hundred years ago, there was a person who appeared out of nowhere. Because this person cultivated a demonic cultivation method, he became a devil and stirred up a bloody storm in the entire Eastern continent.
The top ten sects sent their experts to surround and suppress him, but they were only able to force him back. However, they were unable to kill him no matter what.
Just as the sects were in a stalemate, a sword cultivator with a stubble appeared.
That person was the Drunk Sword Immortal when he was younger.
Back then, Drunk Sword Immortal still had the cultivation of Transcending Tribulations. However, at that time, his Sword Dao had already reached the acme of perfection,
Facing a man who had become demonic, he turned around and left it in ashes with just one sword strike.
Everyone was confused, the demon-possessed man who had ascended to the fifth transformation realm had already turned into ashes.
It was also at that time when the name Drunk Sword Immortal appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
Although a hundred years had already passed, some old people still could not help but give him a thumbs up when they mentioned this name.
One word, he was strong!
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Drunk Sword Immortal smiled, indicating that that was already a thing of the past.
He raised the wine cup in his hand and said.
"Drinking with a wine cup is a little too petty. Little friend, how about we change to jugs?"
"Since senior has such an elegant mood, I would be happy to!"
Su Xing shouted at the counter.
"Men! Change two jugs of fine wine, big jugs!"
"Cough, cough, cough! Coming, coming!"
With a few coughs, the hunchbacked old man slowly walked out from behind the counter.
As soon as he appeared, he called out to the two waiters and brought over two jars of wine that were obviously extraordinary.
"It is truly a joyous occasion for the two experts to visit this old man's little shop."
"There is nothing to entertain in the wilderness. These two jars of hundred-flower wine can be considered as a welcome feast for the two of you."
Upon hearing that there was fine wine, Su Xing clearly saw the Sword Immortal's eyes light up.
This sword cultivator senior was indeed like the legends said. His character of not being able to have a good time without wine remained unchanged.
Su Xing took another bottle of hundred flower wine and took out a bottle of ninth-grade medicinal pills from his storage ring.
There was nothing he could do. He had already given the low-grade medicinal pills to Huang Sheng. The lowest grade medicinal pills he had on him now were ninth-grade medicinal pills.
And the number of high-grade medicinal pills he had accumulated over the past ten years after signing up to level up had already been uncountable.
He would not be rewarded if he did not do anything. This medicinal pill could be used as money for a round of drinks.
"In that case, thank you for your kind intentions, old man. However, I will not be rewarded if I do not do anything. I will also give you one item as a return gift!"
Hearing this, the hunchbacked old man waved his hand repeatedly.
"Young master and senior Sword Immortal are honored guests of my Desert Inn. Let this old man do his duty as a host. Moreover, these two jars of wild wine are not considered valuable."
It was obvious that the old man had recognized the identity of Drunk Sword Immortal.
He could not afford to offend these two beings, and he might need to rely on these two experts in the future. These two jars of hundred flower wine were really nothing.
Just as he was trying to shirk his responsibility, a bottle of medicinal pills rolled down from the old man's sleeve.
Looking at the bottle, it looked somewhat familiar. It was the item that Su Xing asked Xue to return after seeing it.
However, the old man's expression suddenly changed, as if he had encountered something difficult to understand.
"That's strange. When did this medicinal pill come to me? Didn't I let that girl take it away?"
As he said this, he was stunned for a moment. Then, he turned his gaze to the rooftop and laughed bitterly.
"I'm old, I'm old. My eyes are blurry from old age!!"
Seeing the self-mocking expression on the old man's face, Su Xing instantly guessed what had happened.
It seemed that Xue Jian did not return the pill according to the usual method. Instead, she had chosen her own method.
This girl, how could her imagination be so big?
He had asked her to return the pill, and she had secretly stuffed it into the old man's body.
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It was really… amazing!
At this moment, a clear and rich wine fragrance assailed his nostrils.
Following that, the Drunk Sword Immortal's forthright laughter rang out.
"Old Mo, thank you. I really haven't tasted this hundred flowers brew before. Today, it's all thanks to you, little friend."
"What's so good about country wine? You guys enjoy yourselves!"
And from this, Su Xing heard the old man's name for the first time.
Old Mo? These two must be old friends!
The old man chatted with Drunk Sword Immortal for a while before continuing with his responsibility in the back hall. He called over a waiter and retreated into the curtain behind the counter.
One could recognize a beauty by smelling their fragrance, and one could also recognize wine by smelling the fragrance.
The fragrance of the wine was rich and clear, and the aroma was colorful. It was worthy of the name of Hundred Flowers Wine.
"Little friend Su Xing, this wine is brewed from the Hundred Flowers of the four seasons with a secret technique. It is very helpful in improving your cultivation."
"Come and have a taste of Old Mo's wine-making techniques!"
Hearing this, Su Xing nodded.
Even the food in the room was ingredients with cultivation, so how could the wine the old man brought out be ordinary.
However, to Su Xing, there was no difference.
Firstly, his cultivation did not detect anything. To him, the hundred flowers wine was just a wine with a good taste. Secondly, Su Xing's cultivation had already reached the peak of half-step Human Immortal realm, before he was going to transcend the great tribulation of Human Immortal, it was already difficult for his cultivation to increase.
Therefore, he only drank calmly and did not show any unusual behavior.
The two of them drank at a high speed, and in a short while, the wine jar had already bottomed out!
At this time, the scene of the storm outside the inn was still continuing.
Rumble!
Rumble!
Drunk Sword Immortal looked at the scenery outside the window, and his eyes suddenly dimmed.
Although it was only for a short moment, it was still caught by the attentive Su Xing.
"Senior, do you have any troubles? Can you tell me?"
Drunk Sword Immortal returned to his unruly appearance from before,
"I have no troubles, only Yi Jian'er!"
As he said this, he took off the ink-colored long sword at his waist, and his two fingers joined together to form a sword finger to gently stroke the scabbard. At this moment, his gentle and focused expression was as if he was stroking his lover.
After a long while, he placed the sword in his hand on the wine table.
"Little friend Su Xing, I'll be leaving after daybreak."
"I can't take this sword with me. I'll have to trouble you to pass it to an old friend of mine."
Some people said that a person who loved wine would definitely have a story.
As for the story of the Drunk Sword Immortal, Su Xing did not understand it, but at this moment, he could feel the vicissitudes and sadness on the Drunk Sword Immortal's body.
He did not ask any more questions, but put the sword back into his storage ring.
Then, as if nothing had happened, the two continued to drink in big gulps.
Chapter 118: The Figure In The Rainy Night
At the Desert Inn.
A curved figure appeared at the back door of the inn.
When he walked out of the inn, that person suddenly straightened his body. At this time, he was no longer as old and frail as before. His entire person was as agile as a cheetah.
Along with a thunderous explosion!
The agile figure directly rushed into the violent storm.
And a strange scene happened.
The demonic wind mixed with small raindrops suddenly acted as if they were afraid of falling. While the figure flickered, not a gust of wind could blow the corner of his clothes, and not a drop of rain could wet his body.
In just a few ups and downs, the figure disappeared in the violent storm.
And at this moment, in the inn.
Drunk Sword Immortal's eyes focused, and then he stood up and said.
"Young friend Su Xing, I have something to do, so I'm going out for a while. I might not return!"
"The Green Mountains will never change, and the green waters will flow forever. We'll meet again if we're fated!"
Hearing this, Su Xing frowned slightly.
A moment ago, he had also sensed a strange fluctuation, which he was somewhat familiar with.
It was expected that the Drunk Sword Immortal had left because of this!
In the end, Su Xing did not choose to expose him, but cupped his fists and said.
"In the end, we are guests of the Eastern Wilderness. We will meet again in the mountains and rivers!"
"I will definitely do what I promised senior. Please rest assured, senior!"
Drunk Sword Immortal heard this and nodded with a smile.
He laughed and walked into the vast dark night outside the inn.
Then, an ancient voice passed through the green curtain and resonated in the inn.
"There is the sharpest sword in the world…"
The endless dark night revealed the arrogance of our youth.
There is the loneliest horse in the world,
the snow has frozen our blood."
..
"Beep Beep!"
"The host has been entrusted by someone to complete the mission. The guest has received an intermediate spin."
"The host is requested to complete the mission as soon as possible!"
"Warm reminder: the host's cultivation has reached its peak. Please undergo the tribulation within three days!"
Su Xing looked at the back of the figure in flowery clothes, deep in thought.
"Slaying a demon with one sword?!"
As if he had thought of something, Su Xing turned around and went upstairs.
Ten miles away from the Desert Inn.
The robust figure stopped in an empty space.
"Heaven and Earth are infinite, the Gate of Hell is opened for me!"
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Rumble!
A black token rose from his sleeve, separating the wind and rain within a radius of three to four battles.
A pitch-black door suddenly appeared in the darkness. The two colors of darkness blurred with each other. If one did not look closely, one would not be able to see it.
A bolt of lightning struck not far from the figure.
In an instant, it illuminated the figure's face. He was the hunchbacked old man in the Desert Inn!
However, at this moment, his straight body made it difficult to associate him with the hunched old man from before.
The old man walked straight into the summoned door.
A moment later.
He appeared in an underground palace, and at this time, a middle-aged man with the appearance of a Confucian scholar stood on top of the palace.
The middle-aged man was very different from his previous appearance. Although his clothes had not changed, his body faintly exuded a bloody aura.
His eyes were as red as blood, and his hair was dyed a strange red.
It gave people the illusion that he was actually a bloodthirsty demon.
The old man walked to the front of the hall and knelt down on one knee.
"Greetings, Your Highness!"
The middle-aged man casually looked at the old man kneeling on one knee in front of him, and his throat could not help but roll.
A sharp voice came out of his mouth.
"The plan hasn't started yet. Why are you here?"
The old man did not get up, but kept kneeling.
There was a hint of panic on his face.
Ever since His Highness had absorbed the Human Emperor's bloodline, his temperament had become even weirder. Just now, he actually had the intention to kill him.
It seemed that it would be better for him to come less often if he had nothing to do in the future.
He took a deep breath and explained.
"Reporting to Your Highness!"
"In the Desert Inn that I am in charge of, two unexpected beings appeared today. I am worried that they will affect your plan unnecessarily, so I dared to report this!"
"Oh? Who has appeared that made you come here!"
A hint of interest appeared on the middle-aged man's face.
"If the answer doesn't satisfy me, you don't have to go back later."
"Huh!"
Upon hearing this, the old man could not help but break out in cold sweat.
At that moment, it was as if he was being stared at by a peerless ferocious wolf, not daring to move at all!
It was really hard to believe.
Half a year ago, the middle-aged man was a cripple with a shattered cultivation. Now, in just half a year, he had grown to such an extent!
Was this the power of the heavenly demon body?
Fortunately, the news he brought this time was not small. He should be able to exchange for a portion of an antidote.
The old man immediately blurted out.
"A cultivator whose cultivation level even I can't detect appeared in the Desert Inn. Moreover, the Drunk Sword Immortal with a carefree sword also appeared."
'Eh?'
"Are you sure?"
"Your Highness, I saw it clearly. I won't make a mistake."
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"Oh? That's interesting."
Although the middle-aged man said it casually, his eyes lit up with a bright red light.
"Drunk Sword Immortal! The Sword Immortal!"
The name of Sword Immortal was like a golden signboard in the Eastern continent.
How could the middle-aged man not recognize that person?
Compared to the other youth that the old man had mentioned, the middle-aged man was more interested in Drunk Sword Immortal.
He wondered what the blood of the Sword Immortal tasted like?
"Drunk Sword Immortal? Hahaha!"
"Your Highness, I've brought the news. What about the antidote that you promised me?"
The old man summoned up his courage and asked.
The middle-aged man who had been interrupted in his laughter looked displeased. He stared at the old man with a pair of crimson blood-red eyes.
This gaze made the old man's hair stand on end.
The old man said resentfully, "Your Highness, why don't you give me three years? It's really too uncomfortable for this poisonous bug to act up once every seven days."
The middle-aged man remained silent and stared straight at him.
"Why don't you give me one year? On account of this subordinate bringing you important news, one year isn't too much, right?"
The silent middle-aged man snorted coldly.
"Half a year, half a year is fine, right?"
"Three months. I'll keep an eye on them for you. If there's anything, I'll report to you."
"Deal!"
…
The old man took back the token in the air, and the black door disappeared into the night.
When he saw that the passage was closed, the panic on his face turned into unwillingness!
He cursed loudly with unwillingness in his heart.
"Bah! What the hell!"
"If it weren't for the old man being poisoned by the demonic poison, who would be willing to pay attention to you?"
"I only gave you the antidote for a month. It's something that doesn't keep its word."
"I curse you to die a horrible death. It'd be best if you were struck by Sword Immortal's sword!"
In the rainy night, an ancient voice sounded.
"Old Mo, we can be considered old acquaintances. It's not good for you to say my name in the middle of the night!"
"Who is it? Come out!"
As soon as he finished speaking,
A figure in flowery clothes slowly walked out in the dark night.
He was dressed in flowery clothes, with a hint of green. At this moment, only the wine bottle was left on his waist!
"Why is it you?!"
When he saw the appearance of the person who came, the old man felt that the air instantly froze.
Rumble!
Rumble!
Miniscule raindrops fell and thunder rumbled. Lightning flashed across the night sky from time to time.
In the desert, the two figures looked at each other.
Chapter 119: Was My Disciple's Performance Not Up To Standard?
Devil Sect, in the underground palace.
The middle-aged man sat in a corner of the secret chamber, his entire body exuding an astonishing bloody Qi.
The scarlet bloody Qi surrounded him into a blood-red cocoon of light. The middle-aged man who sat in the middle of it was like a blood-soaked devil. His expression was ferocious, and his face was bloodthirsty.
When all the bloody Qi returned to the middle-aged man's body, his face revealed a look of enjoyment.
Just like that, he continued to peel off the blood Qi from his body and then injected new blood Qi into his Daoist body.
Every time a new blood Qi entered his body, the cultivation aura emanating off his body also rose steadily.
In a short moment, he had already climbed to the peak of the second transition of the Ascension Realm.
The bloody Qi filled the air, and the floor was filled with blood that was expelled from his body. The new blood was drawn from a suspended figure.
"Ahhhh!"
After a long while, the middle-aged man finally opened his scarlet eyes.
Immediately, on his face etched a crazy smile.
"Hahaha! I've ascended to the third transition. Using the blood demon magic to devour the Human Emperor's bloodline is indeed useful."
"If this continues, the days when our demon race will hold high the banner will not be far away!"
"This is all thanks to His Majesty's contribution!"
The middle-aged man looked at Mo Shenghong who was hanging in the air, his face full of ridicule.
Mo Shenghong's bloodline had been forcefully stripped away, and he was already on his last breath.
Even his voice had become so low that they could not be heard.
"Don't even think about it, I will not let you succeed even if I die."
"Hahaha! Don't worry, how can I bear to let you die?"
"Seeing that you are working so hard, it must be because you have lost too much blood and Qi. Later, I will get someone to send you some Heavenly and Earthly treasures, and I will definitely restore your blood and Qi!"
Mo Shenghong seemed to have guessed his thoughts. His pale face turned paler and paler.
This middle-aged man wanted to store him like food. He would absorb the blood in his body every once in a while and eventually absorb all the power of his bloodline.
Oh no!
How vicious!
The middle-aged man laughed and walked out of the secret room.
"Chen Youliang, if you have the ability to kill me!"
"As long as I, Mo Shenghong, don't die, one day, I will definitely cut you into a million pieces and burn you alive…"
That's right!
The middle-aged man who had always been there was the Great Qin's emissary, the third Prince of the Great Qin, Chen Youliang.
A few months ago, after the Great Qin's forces were defeated by the Mysterious Heavenly Sword Sect, he had taken the opportunity to escape to the great Feng Empire's capital to seek help.
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At that time, Mo Shenghong did not follow his instructions and send him back to the Great Qin Empire. Instead, he imprisoned him in the water-surrounded prison of the Imperial City.
This became something that he regretted to this day. What he regretted was not that he did not send Chen Youliang back to the Great Qin Empire, what he regretted was why he did not kill this demon earlier.
Chen Youliang was rescued from the water prison by a mysterious person. After that, he disappeared without a trace for a period of time.
When he appeared a few days ago, it was the time when he was supposed to be in prison.
And the thing that he had never been able to figure out had finally been figured out today.
Chen Youliang was able to turn into his current appearance, escape from the heavily guarded water prison of the Imperial City, and ascend from a useless Dao cultivator with no cultivation at all. He actually had the support of the demon race behind him.
"The demon race, have they appeared again?"
Before Mo Shenghong fainted, he let out a long sigh.
At this moment, outside the secret room.
Chen Youliang said to the two black-robed guards.
"Go and get some high-quality blood-replenishing spiritual medicines. Once in a while, send the spiritual medicines to the person in the secret room. If he dies, I'll cut you into pieces with my knife."
"Yes, Your Highness!"
"But, what if…"
One of the black-robed men wanted to say something but hesitated. It seemed like he wanted to say something but did not dare to.
"Speak!"
"Your Highness, what if Mo Shenghong doesn't cooperate?"
"Hehehe!"
Chen Youliang's scarlet eyes suddenly stared straight at the black-robed guard who was speaking.
"You're right. What if he doesn't cooperate?"
"What's your name?"
The black-robed guard replied, "I'm Chen Mochou!"
"Good! Chen Mochou, from now on, you'll be promoted to the captain of the guard team. I'll leave the matter of how to get Mo Shenghong to cooperate and heal his injuries to you!"
"Yes, sir! I'll definitely do my best to work for His Highness!"
When the black-robed guard heard this, his face was filled with joy.
"Haha! Work hard!"
Amidst the loud laughter, Chen Youliang transformed into a streak of blood-red light and rushed out of the palace.
…
The sun rose and the moon set. It was a new day.
When the sky turned white, the sound of the wind and rain outside the inn gradually weakened.
Su Xing woke up early in the morning and brought some dishes from the kitchen.
After performing a simple set of Taiji fist moves, he knocked on the door of the next room.
"Miss Xue Jian, get up and have breakfast."
After a cultivator cultivated to Qi-refining stage, they could use fasting pills to replace the five grains. After they cultivated to the Nascent Soul Stage, they had already reached the stage where they could absorb nutrients from spiritual energy. At Su Xing's level, it would not affect him if he did not eat for a hundred years.
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Moreover, consuming the five grains would inevitably produce impurities in the body. In this way, the progress of cultivation would also waste time because of the need to purify the impurities.
If an ordinary person was like Su Xing, they would have long disdained to eat this worldly thing. However, Su Xing was not an ordinary person.
Food was like a beauty, how could he let her down!
"Miss Xue Jian, are you up?"
Following a few heavy footsteps, the door was opened from the inside with a creak.
"Master Su Xing, Good Morning!"
"Miss Xue Jian, where did you go last night?"
The young girl, Xue Jian, rubbed her drowsy eyes and mumbled in a daze.
"I didn't do anything. I kept breaking through last night. I didn't sleep all night!"
Hearing this, Su Xing couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"You, you, I told you not to eat so much at night. You just can't keep your mouth shut."
Xue Jian's cultivation was barely at the Foundation Establishment Stage, and the rich spiritual energy in Heaven room No. 1 was enough for her to endure. In addition to the dishes cooked using the Heavenly ingredients and Earthly treasures last night, don't even mention Foundation Establishment cultivators, even Nascent Soul cultivators would not be able to withstand it!
This was also due to her good aptitude and physique. Otherwise, Su Xing would have had no choice but to forcibly absorb the spiritual energy she absorbed last night.
There was a gain and a loss.
After losing a night's sleep, Xue Jian had now stepped into the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Stage.
Tsk, tsk, this business was much better than what she had done in the past!
"Master, can I sleep a little longer and have breakfast later?"
Later? Would it still be called breakfast if it was later?
Su Xing grabbed her hand in a bad mood, and a burst of rich spiritual energy rushed over.
"As a cultivator, you have to learn to circulate the spiritual energy to form the circulatory cycle. After you form the circulatory cycle in your body, you will naturally be free from the mortal body."
Xue Jian did not usually cultivate any cultivation technique, so she had to figure it out on her own. Although she was lucky enough to step into the Foundation Establishment Realm, she did not know how to use her own spiritual energy!
This was also the reason why she did not rest for the whole night. She would show signs of fatigue and exhaustion.
She was a Nascent Soul cultivator after all, but she was actually lethargic because she did not sleep well. It would be a joke if people knew about it.
After guiding Xue Jian's spiritual power to circulate, Su Xing took out a cultivation technique from his storage ring.
"This is a heaven-grade cultivation technique. You should try to comprehend it first!"
After circulating the spirit energy once, Xue Jian felt much better.
She held the cultivation technique in her arms as if she had obtained a treasure.
"Thank you, Master, for the cultivation technique. Xue Jian will definitely not let you down. I will repay your kindness by cultivating the great Dao of longevity as soon as possible!"
Looking at Xue Jian cupping her fists in a dignified manner, Su Xing was slightly stunned. Then, a strange expression appeared on his face.
Uhm…
"Where did you learn this from?"
"I think everyone else does it. Could it be that my disciple didn't do it properly?"
As she spoke, she was ready to do it again.
Su Xing : "…"
Chapter 120: Leaving The Desert Inn
A cheerful and clear voice rang out from a hundred meters in the sky.
A huge beast that was as large as a small mountain rushed out from the towering clouds.
Its voice was like a tiger, its body was like an eagle, and it was about a hundred feet in size.
If you looked carefully, you would find that there were two beautiful girls in clothes of different styles standing on the back of the huge eagle.
"Senior Sister, we've been flying all night. Why don't we find a place to eat something?"
"Ling'er is hungry!"
Shen Yaoling said as she rubbed her stomach.
Ever since she came to the Sunset Peak, she had not stopped eating. The feeling of not eating for the past two days was really unpleasant.
"Ling'er, don't make a scene. We'll reach the outskirts of the Thousand Mile Red Cliff in a few hours. You have to hold on a little longer!"
"Alright! Senior Brother isn't here. I'll listen to Senior Sister!"
Su Yan'er was a little depressed!
It seems that with Senior Brother here, you would not listen to a Senior Sister like me, right?
Seeing Su Yan'er's tense expression, Shen Yaoling stuck out her tongue.
She turned her head to look at the green-scaled demon eagle beneath her.
It was all because this green-scaled demon eagle flew too slowly. Otherwise, they would have reached the Thousand-mile Red Cliff a long time ago.
They were tasked to pick spiritual herbs and save Senior Sister. When Senior Brother returned, he would definitely cook something delicious to reward Ling'er.
Shen Yaoling's eyes lit up. She reached out and grabbed the demon eagle's feathers.
"Roar!"
As if sensing a dangerous aura, the giant eagle suddenly accelerated!
"Little chick, hurry up. If you don't speed up, I will peel off all the feathers on your body."
Su Yan'er: "…"
Junior Sister Ling'er seemed to be quite a little tiger!
At this moment, the demon eagle seemed to have activated its lifelong potential. With a swoosh, it appeared dozens of miles away. Its speed was so fast that even Su Yan'er could not help but be stunned.
"Oh Yeah! The little chick has shown its power. Speed up and accelerate!"
The green-scaled demonic eagle: "…"
Even it did not know when it had been given the nickname Little Chick. However, it did not dare to say anything, and it did not dare to ask!
Just like that, under the green-scaled demonic eagle's full speed, the distance between the two of them and the Thousand Miles Red Cliff continued to shrink.
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Eight hundred miles, five hundred miles, three hundred miles…
At this moment, a strange thing happened in the Desert Inn.
It was that a chaotic battle had started in the inn.
All of this started when the sky was slightly brighter.
At that time, it was unknown whether an itinerant cultivator had drunk too much wine or was acting like this on purpose.
He had sneaked into the top floor of the inn and stole a lot of Heavenly and Earthly treasures and spirit stones. After he had succeeded, he did not run away but reported his findings to a few good itinerant cultivators.
At first, they did not take what he said seriously because they all knew the rules of the Desert Inn. With the hunchbacked old man in charge, this could not have happened, so they just thought he had drunk too much.
Every inn on the outskirts of the Thousand Mile Red Cliff would have an expert supervising inside. The most mysterious and most powerful one was the hunchbacked old man in the Desert Inn.
To say that this drunkard could steal treasures from the Desert Inn, that was just wishful thinking!
But what happened next shocked the itinerant cultivators.
They saw that the loose cultivator took out several natural treasures and threw them in front of them as if they were worth nothing to him. The highest cultivation among them was only at the peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm, so they had never seen such a scene before.
For a moment, the aura of jewels and treasures almost blinded their eyes.
The few of them thought that the old man was not in the inn, so they planned to take all the resources in the inn with them.
However, coincidentally, they met the patrolling staff in the inn, and their plan was discovered.
The two groups of people took out their weapons and started fighting. Later, the commotion became too big, and it had alarmed all the guests in the inn.
Everyone came out to watch the show.
Most of them were itinerant cultivators.
Those itinerant cultivators who intended to steal the inn's resources were not dumb either. Seeing that the situation was already difficult to resolve, they simply pulled the others in as well.
With just one sentence, hunchback Old Mo had been killed. This inn bullied their guests who were itinerant cultivators. This was intolerable!
When everyone saw how intense the fight was, the old man naturally believed it since he did not make a move.
Just like that, a chaotic battle began.
The inn's staff was quite strong, but there were many of these itinerant cultivators, so they were anxious.
In the largest room on the top floor of the inn.
Su Xing took out a long sword from his storage ring.
"Miss Xue Jian, someone asked me to give this to you. You have to take good care of it!"
A cunning look flashed across Xuejian's eyes when she heard that.
"Is it because Master is embarrassed to give me something? That's why you said that someone asked you to give it to me!"
"Yes, yes! Actually, Xue Jian understands everything!"
It was no wonder that she thought so. After all, she did not know anyone else in the desert other than Su Xing.
How could it be such a coincidence that someone else gave her something through Su Xing's hand?
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Just thinking about it was enough to tell that master Su Xing had faked a friend out of nothing! Hehe!
Su Xing did not explain further. He handed the longsword to Xue Jian and walked out.
Ding, ding, ding!
Xue Jian's fingers lightly pulled the scabbard, and a pitch-black longsword suddenly appeared before her eyes.
On the body of the sword, two large words suddenly appeared a carefree sword!!
"Carefree sword! It's Brother Carefree! So Master Su Xing is really Brother Carefree!"
"That's great, that's really great!!!"
"Do you know how hard it was for me to find you? Sob, sob, sob…"
Seeing the strange expression on her face, the young girl, Xue Jian, burst into tears and laughter and tears flowed down her cheeks onto the Carefree Sword.
A clear sword whistle sounded, and streams of black light spread out from the body of the Carefree Sword.
Xue Jian felt that she had established an inexplicable connection with the Carefree Sword. It was as if as long as she willed it, the longsword would respond to her will.
She put away the Carefree Sword, and her pretty face was filled with determination.
Whether it was Brother Carefree or Master Su Xing, he must have still remembered her for him to give her the Carefree Sword.
From now on, Xue Jian must use the longsword in her hand to protect Brother Carefree… No, it should be Master Su Xing!
At this moment, Su Xing walked in with a frown.
"Let's go, Xue Jian. It's time for us to leave."
'Hmm?'
"Your eyes are so red. Why are you crying?"
"Hehe, Xue Jian is fine. It's just that the wind and sand were too strong and blew into my eyes!"
Xue Jian wiped the tears off her face and pulled the corner of Su Xing's shirt with a smile.
Su Xing: "…"
"Let's go, brother Su Xing. From now on, wherever you go, Xue Jian will go!"
Brother Su Xing? Had he changed the way he addressed himself again?
Su Xing looked at the young girl beside him in confusion,
When he met her amorous gaze, Su Xing retracted his gaze again!
It did not matter what a cultivator's name was. It was just a title.
If she liked to call him that, then let her be!
After briefly explaining what happened in the inn, Su Xing opened the window and left with Xue Jian.
At this moment, the fight downstairs was still going on. At first, they were afraid of each other and did not dare to attack with their full strength. However, after the fight became real, they no longer cared about anything else. All of them started to fight until their eyes turned red. They would fight anyone they saw, snatch anything they saw, and kill anyone who resisted.
The previously strict Desert Inn had turned into a lawless place in the blink of an eye.
Many spells were casted, and it was a wonderful scene!