The Protector Arrives
After a moment, they arrived at Wuxu Peak.
Several disciples who were practicing their techniques on the Wuxu Peak square were slightly surprised when they saw Yan Shu. They wondered why Senior Martial Master Yan, who hadn’t left Wushang Peak for over a year, suddenly appeared today.
Before this thought could settle, Yan Shu, who had been suppressing her anger, had already arrived in front of them.
She put away her flying sword and looked at the disciples, saying, “Who injured my disciple just now?!”
The disciples were taken aback by her words and turned their gaze to Xiao Jihan, who stood behind Yan Shu.
“Why are you looking at him?!” Yan Shu’s eyes turned cold. “I’m asking all of you, who injured my disciple just now?!”
The disciples, sensing her anger, quickly replied, “I... it was Qiu Shuoran, the eldest disciple of Senior Martial Uncle Sun Changfeng.”
Yan Shu frowned. “Qiu Shuoran? I’ve never heard of him.”
The disciples: ...
One of them plucked up the courage and said, “He... he’s the number one among the newly recruited disciples.”
Yan Shu pondered for a moment. “I’ve never heard of him.”
The disciples: ...
Even though he was the number one among the newly recruited disciples, many senior brothers almost fought each other over him. Even if you don’t pay attention to external matters, at least give some face and pretend something is going on!
Yan Shu wasn’t interested in who was number one or not. She just wanted to know which bastard caused her to lose ten points of goodwill and prevented her from regaining them with her two flying swords!
If she didn’t give him a beating, her resentment towards him for reducing her goodwill would not subside!
She said coldly, “Where is he now?”
“Yes, Qiu Shuoran,” one disciple kindly reminded her. “He should be receiving instruction from Senior Martial Uncle Sunat at the moment.”
That was as good as saying nothing.
Before the original host had an inner demon, she focused on cultivation. After getting an inner demon, she focused on fighting against it. The only time she left Wushang Peak was because she heard that Xiao Jihan had the Pure Yang Body and deliberately came to recruit him.
How would she know who this Senior Martial Uncle Sunwas or where he was?
Yan Shu looked at the disciple who spoke and said, “Lead me there.”
The disciple regretted speaking up, but he didn’t dare refuse Yan Shu. He could only grit his teeth and say, “Please, Senior Martial Master Yan.”
As they passed by Xiao Jihan, the disciple couldn’t help but disdainfully glance at him. A waste was a waste. He couldn’t match others in skill and got beaten up, yet he still bothered Senior Martial Master Yan to speak up for him!
But on second thought, didn’t Senior Martial Master Yan consider him just a servant? Why did she leave Wuxu Peak specifically to speak up for him?
Xiao Jihan seemed unaffected by the disciple’s disdainful gaze. He followed Yan Shu expressionlessly, his phoenix eyes still emanating the same coldness.
The disciple led Yan Shu to a courtyard and pointed to Qiu Shuoran, who was practicing under a tree. “Master, that’s Qiu Shuoran.”
Yan Shu glanced at the person under the tree and walked towards the courtyard.
Qiu Shuoran had already reached the late Foundation Establishment stage and was just one step away from the Golden Dan stage. At the moment, he was in a state of deep meditation, trying to condense his Golden Dan based on Sun Changfeng’s teachings.
Suddenly, a slightly cold female voice came from in front of him, “Are you Qiu Shuoran?”
Qiu Shuoran, who had failed to condense the Golden Dan once again, couldn’t contain his anger. He opened his eyes in fury and said, “What’s the matter with you?! Master said that no one is allowed to...”
Once he saw the person in front of him, Qiu Shuoran quickly stood up and respectfully greeted her, “Senior Martial Master Yan, why are you here?”
Yan Shu looked at his changing expression, resembling a face-changing performance in Sichuan opera, and said coldly, “So it’s you who injured my disciple?”
Qiu Shuoran was momentarily stunned and then turned his gaze towards Xiao Jihan at the courtyard entrance. A waste was a waste!
He retracted his gaze and smiled at Yan Shu. “Master, you misunderstood. The disciple hasn’t seen Senior Martial Uncle Xiao for a long time and wants to seek guidance from him. But unexpectedly...”
At this point, he glanced at Xiao Jihan, showing a slightly troubled expression, before lowering his voice and saying, “But unexpectedly, Senior Martial Uncle Xiao was injured after just one move.”
Ha, what a misunderstanding!
Reducing her goodwill by ten points with just one move, and he called it a misunderstanding!
Yan Shu sneered, “It seems like you do need someone to teach you. But instead of seeking his guidance, it’s better for me to teach you in person!”
With a fierce swing of her hands, a long whip suddenly appeared in Yan Shu’s hand, making a crisp sound.
The whip had nine sections, with a silver-purple body and lightning swirling around it. It was crafted by the fallen Xuantian Sect Master, using a hundred years of cultivation, Thunder Crystal Stones, and Nine Heavens Xuantian, infused with Thunderfire Wood.
Its appearance attracted nine heavenly thunders, making it a top-grade acquired spiritual weapon, only one step away from being a pre-heaven spiritual weapon.
Qiu Shuoran looked at the Nine-Section Thunder Whip in Yan Shu’s hand and the rolling purple thunder on the whip, finally feeling fear after being slow to react.
He looked up at Yan Shu and asked, “Master, what does this... what does this mean?”
“This is supposed to be teaching you something.”
Yan Shu’s voice was cold as she said, “Earlier back then, you said that my disciple only took one move from you. I have always been fair, so you only need to take one move from me as well.”
Before Qiu Shuoran could react, she swung the Nine-Section Thunder Whip towards him.
Yan Shu, with her Divine Ascension cultivation, even though she was not proficient in her techniques, this whip was not something Qiu Shuoran, who only had Foundation Establishment stage cultivation, could resist.
He didn’t even have time to react before the thunder whip arrived in front of him.
Just as the Nine-Section Thunder Whip was about to fall on him, a surge of spiritual power suddenly attacked, forcefully knocking the whip aside, and grazing Qiu Shuoran’s body as it fell.
A panicked figure rushed forward and shielded Qiu Shuoran behind him.
Sun Changfeng looked at Yan Shu with a mournful expression and said, “Senior Martial Master, this... this can’t be done! With this whip of yours, even Nascent Soul stage cultivators can be defeated. He’s just a newly recruited disciple who hasn’t even formed his Golden Dan. Aren’t you trying to kill him?”
Oh, so he’s just a child.
Yan Shu frowned and looked at Sun Changfeng. “And who are you?”
Sun Changfeng: ...
Sun Changfeng bowed to Yan Shu and respectfully said, “Senior Martial Master, you may not know, but my master is Wuxu Peak’s Peak Master, Shi Wanqing. I am his third disciple and also Qiu Shuoran’s master.”
Yan Shu understood. The chubby guy in front of her was this little bastard’s master, here to protect his disciple.
She looked at Sun Changfeng and said coldly, “Your disciple wanted to be guided by my disciple, so why are you so nervous? If I wanted to take his life, do you think you could stop that whip?”
If it were Yan Shu in her prime, fully exerting her power with that whip, Sun Changfeng, in the late Nascent Soul stage, might not be able to withstand it.
“I misunderstood.”
Sun Changfeng quickly put on a smiling face and said, “I don’t know what happened, causing Senior Martial Master to come from Wushang Peak to teach this unruly disciple?”
“It’s nothing.”
Yan Shu turned around and pointed to Xiao Jihan, who was standing aside, indifferent to the situation. “This disciple of yours requested the guidance of a disciple from Wushang Peak. Although my disciple was not skilled, he only took one move from him and spat blood. Since he is so eager to be taught by someone from Wushang Peak, I naturally can’t let him down.”