Chen Xingtian was now extremely panicked.
As the owner of this civilian flying boat, his cultivation was only at the Early Golden Core Stage, and that was boosted by pills—he was someone with no hope of ever reaching the Nascent Soul stage in his life.
Fortunately, he was quite wealthy and had hired several guards. Coupled with the fact that their slow civilian flying boat didn’t carry much valuable cargo, it had ensured over a decade of smooth operations without being robbed.
But today, an aura like a crimson dragon violently pierced into his flying boat. Moments later, a terrifyingly powerful battle erupted on the deck.
The mere shockwaves of the battle aura made his legs so weak in the cockpit that he couldn’t stand up.
“Where is True Monarch Qingyang?!” Chen Xingtian shouted loudly.
True Monarch Qingyang was the only Nascent Soul Stage guard on his flying boat. A few years ago, the man had plummeted from the sky and happened to crash onto his boat. Chen Xingtian had conveniently saved his life.
After waking up, True Monarch Qingyang promised to serve as a flying boat guard for ten years, and to lie low on the boat to avoid his enemies.
Chen Xingtian hadn’t originally planned to take True Monarch Qingyang in. After all, anyone who could beat a Nascent Soul cultivator into such a state must have an even more fearsome enemy.
But True Monarch Qingyang promised not to bring trouble to Chen Xingtian. If those seeking revenge came knocking, he would directly intervene and lead them away, not implicating the flying boat.
Hiring a Nascent Soul True Monarch as a guard—this was a treatment even some second-rank sects couldn’t enjoy. The annual cost could match several years’ profits of the flying boat.
Thinking of this, Chen Xingtian’s heart was moved, and he agreed to let True Monarch Qingyang stay on the boat.
In recent years, thanks to True Monarch Qingyang, their flying boat had indeed weathered several Flying Beast Tides and Sky Bandit attacks. It had also reduced their insurance premiums year after year, saving him a large sum of money.
Could it be that True Monarch Qingyang’s enemies have attacked today?
“Boss, True Monarch Qingyang has already fled!” a guard shouted at Chen Xingtian.
“He said he sensed the aura fluctuations of a Spirit Transformation Heavenly Lord, and then he flew away.”
“What!”
Chen Xingtian’s face instantly turned ashen. Why would a Spirit Transformation Heavenly Lord target their flying boat?
“That bastard… maybe his enemies came for revenge, and he made an excuse to use us as a shield…”
He cursed True Monarch Qingyang’s unreliability in his heart. But they had only made a verbal agreement back then, without signing any contract with talismans. There was no binding force on True Monarch Qingyang.
He didn’t even know if the title ‘True Monarch Qingyang’ was real or fake.
Chen Xingtian looked at the guards who hadn’t yet fled, a stark contrast to the escaped True Monarch Qingyang, and suddenly felt as if he had regained some courage.
“Everyone, rest assured. I have already contacted the nearest Flying Boat Merchant Association to come to our rescue.”
“After we survive this calamity, for those who stayed today and didn’t abandon the flying boat, I, Chen Xingtian, will richly reward you!”
Hearing this, the guards looked at each other, each revealing a bitter smile.
They weren’t staying because they didn’t want to run; they simply couldn’t escape at all.
The two Heavenly Lords were fighting too fiercely on the deck. Even that True Monarch Qingyang had sustained considerable injuries just forcing his way out against the residual Sword Qi.
Small cultivators like them at the Foundation Establishment Stage would probably die and have their Dao dissipated just by getting a little closer.
…………
On the deck.
Looking at the Sword Qi that was less than three inches from her brow, Xiao Qingxuan silently stopped her hand.
That mysterious, crimson Sword Cultivator had already been impaled through the abdomen by her sword, her Dantian Qi Sea completely shredded.
Even for a Nascent Soul cultivator, this kind of injury was fatal enough.
But in the next moment, that figure transformed into a wisp of crimson smoke, then solidified back into the form of a red-robed female cultivator.
The female cultivator was tall and slender, with ink-black hair cascading down. Although a satisfied smile hung on her face, a faint madness lingered between her crimson lips and pearly teeth, as if she might draw her sword and slash over at any moment.
What drew the most attention were her long legs exposed outside the red robe; their creamy, sensual quality made it impossible to look away.
The only flaw was the washboard chest—ample behind but flat in front, a pity given those proud, long legs.
“As expected of my good disciple. Your cultivation has progressed another step since before I entered seclusion.”
“And this sword strike is both fast and ruthless. To be able to strike so lethally even against your own Shizun.”
“Sufficiently emotionless!”
The female cultivator who claimed to be Xiao Qingxuan’s Shizun laughed heartily, giving her a thumbs-up.
Xiao Qingxuan silently sheathed her Lifebound Spirit Sword into her Heart Aperture. Halfway through the fight, she had realized: this domineering Sword Cultivator was none other than her unreliable Shizun.
For someone to suppress her in the Way of the Sword, even while being a minor realm lower, there was probably only this one person in the world.
One of the three Dao Integration Realm Dao Venerables of the Sword Dao Lineage.
The Venerable Void Slasher who entered the Dao through emotionlessness and cultivated her Sword Heart to the extreme—Feng Linyi.
“Aiya, it really is hard to beat my good disciple while at the Nascent Soul Stage. I couldn’t hold back midway and used the power of the Spirit Transformation Stage.”
Xiao Qingxuan’s eyebrow arched slightly. She felt she had heard this kind of statement somewhere before.
The Sect Master of Illusion God Sect, Ming Mengmeng, seemed to have used this excuse to ambush her too.
It was just that her own Shizun was more shameless. After finding out she couldn’t win, she even upped the intensity to the Spirit Transformation Stage.
A scummy Dao Venerable who even bullies children—no wonder she had enemies everywhere in the Immortal Cultivation World.
“Come, come, let your teacher see how badly you’re hurt.”
Feng Linyi grabbed Xiao Qingxuan’s body, instantly injecting the unique Sword Qi of the Emotionless Sword Dao Lineage.
“Left arm meridians damaged, three ribs fractured, Dantian Qi Sea depleted, Dao Foundation mostly damaged…”
“Tsk, that little white hair from Illusion God Sect is truly shameless, actually injuring my disciple like this.”
“I must pay her a visit someday and give her a good training… ah, no, a good lesson, that little white hair.” Feng Linyi spoke with righteous indignation.
Xiao Qingxuan just looked speechlessly at her Shizun. Weren’t most of these injuries inflicted by you? Only the last issue wasn’t Feng Linyi’s doing, but the result of her condensing a Sword Qi Seed.
Mentioning Ming Mengmeng, she suddenly remembered an important matter.
“Shizun, the Sword Slave Mark you placed on Sect Master Ming may have already been broken by her.”
Concerning a Dao Integration Realm Dao Venerable, even if it was just for the sake of retrieving Ye Luqing’s memories, she had to report this to her Shizun.
Feng Linyi was momentarily stunned, and then a playful smile curled at the corner of her mouth.
“You gave her an Emotionless Sword Qi Seed?”
Xiao Qingxuan slightly nodded.
“Yes.”
Hearing this, Feng Linyi waved her hand dismissively, grinning broadly.
“One little seed won’t satisfy her.”
“Decades ago, Illusion God Sect sought me out and traded a Heaven Rank Pill for three of my seeds. Logically, she should have broken that thing long ago. Yet isn’t she still insatiably craving it every day now?”
“I heard she even started something called the Illusion Sword Sect to raise Sword Qi. Once you’ve experienced our Emotionless Sword Dao seeds, others just won’t satisfy her anymore.”
As if she’d touched upon a field of her expertise, a sly glint flashed in Feng Linyi’s eyes.
“According to your teacher’s calculations, even five seeds wouldn’t satisfy that little white hair.”
“Every few decades, we’ll visit Illusion God Sect and trade seeds for their treasures.”
“Oh, right. Once you reach the Void Comprehension Stage, you won’t need to fear her. If she dares to lay a hand on you, just use the Emotionless Sword Dao’s seed on her directly. That little white hair won’t be able to resist…”
Gesturing excitedly, Feng Linyi’s lecherous nature was fully displayed.
