Free Web NovelChapter 189: Chapter 182: A Level 4 Qi Refining Grunt Overpowers a Core Formation Realm Expert
Meanwhile, the mortals watching this "lesson" from the sidelines had their worldview completely shattered.
The mother and son hugged each other, trembling uncontrollably.
’So... the stories were all lies...’
’The great Immortals, the Sword Immortals...’
’They don’t use Sword Control to fly around, nor do they use their swords to fight enemies. Instead...’
’...they swing their companions around like swords...’
’How terrifying!’
’Is this the world of Immortals?!’
’It really is a world away from mortals!’
Lin Qingfeng, holding Wang Xiedi—who was on the verge of foaming at the mouth—flickered and reappeared in front of Shen Jieye.
"The final lesson,"
"Reasserting a husband’s authority."
Before the words had even faded, he swung Wang Xiedi and brought him down on Shen Jieye’s swollen, venomous face in a series of simple, unadorned, yet incredibly forceful smashes! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!
"ROAR—!"
Shen Jieye let out a deafening roar as the resentful energy of her Core Formation Stage erupted!
Countless strands of jet-black hair shot out from the top of her head, attempting to pierce the intruder!
However, Lin Qingfeng’s Body Technique was uncanny. Holding Wang Xiedi, he cleaved straight through the mass of stabbing hair while simultaneously landing a solid hit on Shen Jieye’s face with the Wang Xiedi in his hands.
Wang Xiedi’s vision shook violently, the world spinning around him as countless black threads streaked past his eyes.
’AHHHH—!’
’What is this?!’
’A sea urchin?!’
’I feel like I’m cliff diving inside a giant sea urchin! AHHHH!’
Shen Jieye was hammered back again and again. Though her resentful energy was strong, she could never lock onto Lin Qingfeng’s figure.
She roared in fury, her hands transforming into sharp claws that left behind afterimages as they swiped at Lin Qingfeng.
But Lin Qingfeng just chuckled, flicked his wrist, and turned Wang Xiedi horizontally, using his body as a shield to block all the attacks with a series of CLANGS.
Wang Xiedi’s vision went black. All he could hear was a dense cacophony of metallic collisions.
’Have I turned into a shield now?!’
’It feels like I’m being jabbed by countless iron rods at once!’
’Senior Brother!’
’Are you using me as a human punching bag?!’
’What happened to "reasserting a husband’s authority"?!’
’This is clearly a scene of domestic abuse!’
Finally, after blocking the entire barrage of attacks, Lin Qingfeng, holding Wang Xiedi, adopted a perfect batter’s stance and unleashed a powerful "home run"!
"BAM—!!!"
The blow landed squarely on Shen Jieye’s waist.
From Wang Xiedi’s point of view, he saw Shen Jieye’s body get knocked sideways by Senior Brother. She crashed through three walls before finally causing a massive explosion at the end of the cavern tunnel!
RUMBLE—!!!
Lin Qingfeng shook his head in frustration. ’My home run technique is still lacking!’
’I need more practice!’
’Maybe I can practice on Dong Changsheng later when I have time?’
Lin Qingfeng thought this was a viable method, so he made a grasping motion with his five fingers!
Thousand Threads Puppet Show!
Shen Jieye, who had been blasted to who-knows-where, was instantly pulled back. She transformed into a black meteor and was sucked into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, vanishing without a sound.
"I’ve taken care of it for you," he said, "but the path you two walk from now on is your own."
He once again swung Wang Xiedi, preparing for a magnificent finish.
However, just as he was swinging Wang Xiedi in a graceful arc, he noticed something was wrong.
Wang Xiedi had passed out.
"Tsk. Not very durable."
Lin Qingfeng made a snap decision. With a flick of his wrist, he gently tossed Wang Xiedi in Su Ling’er’s direction.
Then, he turned to face the remaining cursed spirits.
"The game is over."
His hands quickly formed a series of hand signs in front of his chest. Profound sigils flowed and took shape at his fingertips.
With a soft cry from him, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner swelled in the wind!
"Collect!"
In an instant, a terrifying suction force erupted from the banner’s surface!
The cursed spirits, which had been baring their fangs and claws just a moment ago, were instantly seized by the throat by an invisible giant hand. Before they could even scream, they were pulled apart, transformed into streams of black energy, and absorbed completely into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner!
The whole process was clean and efficient, without any unnecessary flourish.
Meanwhile, Su Ling’er frantically caught the dizzy and disoriented Wang Xiedi. When she turned back, she witnessed the terrifying scene of the Night Parade of Hundred Demons.
’This magic treasure is way too vicious!’
’If you got sucked into that, I bet you wouldn’t even get a chance at reincarnation!’
As for the woman being protected behind her, her perception of Immortals was once again completely overturned.
’This Immortal... he seems to be a demonic cultivator...’
She held her child, her lips trembling as she muttered to herself:
"Is... is this also a type of Immortal Technique?"
"Truly, the path of Cultivation is too far removed from mortals."
Hearing this, the corner of Su Ling’er’s mouth twitched. "No, that’s just Senior Brother’s personal magic treasure! Please don’t apply it to all cultivators!!!"
But the woman still decided that if she made it back alive, she had to tell her husband all about this. It was so much more exciting than the stories in the books!
...
Meanwhile, Dong Changsheng, who had luckily escaped, looked back at the darkness that had devoured his fellow disciples. He felt a lingering fear, but his resolve hardened.
’Perhaps my junior brothers created this opportunity for me with their lives!’
’Even if I die here, I must repay the Sect Leader’s great kindness!’
He hesitated no longer. He immediately took out the fragment of the Lingxi Inquiry Profound Mirror from his robes, pressed it to the center of his brow, and risked performing the "Single-Thought Inquiry" in this perilous place!
His spiritual sense instantly turned into a torrent, frantically transmitting all the information in his mind—about Cultivation Techniques, things he’d witnessed, and more!
Just as his spiritual sense transmission reached its most critical moment...
RUMBLE—!!!
A violent tremor, caused by Lin Qingfeng’s home run, suddenly emanated from the depths!
The ground beneath Dong Changsheng’s feet heaved violently, and dust and rubble rained down from the ceiling.
The terrifying shockwave caused his spiritual sense to falter, and his connection to the mirror fragment’s Spiritual Power instantly became extremely unstable!
"Not good!"
His expression changed drastically. He tried to force his mind to stabilize, but it was too late.
"PTUI!"
The violent tremor forcibly interrupted the "Single-Thought Inquiry" process, causing a backlash of Spiritual Power! Dong Changsheng spat out a mouthful of blood, his spiritual sense heavily damaged.
But fortunately, in that final moment, an extremely fragmented sliver of spiritual light managed to break free from the mirror fragment and vanished into the void.
At the same time, with a CRACK, the fragment shattered completely.
Before he could even catch his breath, the ground beneath him suddenly collapsed!
"AH—!"
Dong Changsheng let out a cry of alarm as he plummeted into a deeper space below.
He looked up in terror and saw, in the darkness, one pair, two pairs, dozens of pairs of venomous eyes staring at him—food that had delivered itself to their door.
Just as he thought he was about to be "gloriously sacrificed in the name of repaying a debt," torn apart and devoured by this pack of vicious ghosts—
"BOOM—!!!"
Through the hole above him, a massive black coffin, carrying the force of a thunderbolt, smashed down, instantly turning the few cursed spirits in front of him into meat paste!
With a CREAK, the coffin lid opened. A man who called himself "Ji" stepped out from inside, dusted himself off, and looked at the man with a smile:
"My dear junior brother, I was a bit late getting here from my card game. I see the space between your eyebrows is dark—would you be interested in pre-ordering a high-quality nanmu wood coffin?
I, your elder brother, support installment plans. And if you order now, I’ll throw in a set of exquisite burial clothes for free."
...
「Qingxu Temple, a hidden room on the back mountain.」
Daoist Xuanyuan stared at the main Lingxi Inquiry Profound Mirror before him.
Suddenly, one of the points of light—the one belonging to Dong Changsheng—flashed violently!
A piece of information flashed across the mirror’s surface.
The information was utterly chaotic, extremely fragmented, and completely incoherent!
But!
"This... This is...?!"
Daoist Xuanyuan’s pupils contracted sharply!
’Although he couldn’t understand it, it was enough for him to glimpse the tip of the iceberg!’
’The value hidden within this Guixi Sect seems to far exceed my imagination!’
"You... truly have not disappointed me, your master."
’For him to be able to send back this kind of information is already a monumental achievement. He has proven his worth.’
"Sigh. When this matter is concluded, I, your master, will grant you a quick death."
’Being able to send back intelligence like this also means... it’s time to increase the investment!’
