Chapter 28: The Disciple of My Senior Sister

In the center of Xuanjian City stands a building named [Xuan Yue Tower].

Since [Xuan Yue Pavilion] gained fame and opened branches across the Central Continent, many factions have taken to adding the character “Moon” to their names.

But to this day, only [Jing Yue Flying Sword] has achieved any real success.

Xuan Yue Tower is one such case; compared to minor, insignificant groups, it has mysterious backing and vast funds, and despite consistently operating at a loss, it has never closed.

Yet no one knows that Xuan Yue Tower was actually co-founded by a coalition of ancient demonic elders—its surface business is irrelevant; the only thing that truly matters is crafting simulated spiritual souls.

This is one of the bases for cultivating simulated spiritual souls.

A city where the highest cultivators are merely Soul Transformation—perfectly suited. Occasional checks by a few Return to Void or Union with Dao cultivators can be easily masked with prior preparation.

But now it’s impossible: first, an ancient cultivator emerged from seclusion, then some unknown beggar forged the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

A series of upheavals have turned this remote little city into a focal point of intense attention.

The older demonic elders who sensed something amiss fled overnight; those left behind either never received the warning or couldn’t escape.

Dozens of meters beneath the building lies a vast underground laboratory.

But all the equipment inside has now been cleared out, leaving the space empty and silent.

“These demonic brats actually built such a massive underground lab—was the mayor an idiot?”

Behind a massive pillar, a figure muttered quietly.

She was a girl who radiated vitality at first glance—her hair tied simply into a high ponytail, her features delicate, her clear black-and-white eyes bright, dressed in a white T-shirt and black work pants.

‘When I become sect leader, I’ll fire him!’

Her name is Chi Jiuyu, a third-generation disciple of the Sword Sect, whose goal is to become the next Sword Sect leader.

Today, upon arriving in Xuanjian City while searching for her uncle, she noticed several individuals with strange auras carrying large quantities of beast blood.

As the future sect leader, she felt it her duty to maintain order in the cities under the Sword Sect’s jurisdiction—so she quietly followed them here.

A dark, sinister basement, piles of beast blood—this was unmistakably a den of demonic cultivators!

Ding dong!

Her phone suddenly buzzed in her pocket, startling her.

She quickly pulled it out, ignored the notification, and switched it to silent mode first.

Phew—now she checked the message.

“Found your uncle yet?”

The sender’s nickname was “My Most Revered Master,” and their avatar was a tiny yellow duck holding a sword, its forehead marked with “Invincible”—looking rather dim-witted.

“Not yet,” Chi Jiuyu replied.

Xuanjian City isn’t small, and where was she supposed to look?

Besides, if her uncle didn’t want to be found, how could she possibly locate him?

“Find him quickly—your uncle is very generous, especially right after emerging from seclusion.”

“Got it, got it!”

After replying, she tucked her phone away and pressed deeper inside—her uncle could wait; destroying this den came first!

Chi Jiuyu crept carefully through room after room; the strange liquids and faint traces of blood on the floor confirmed her suspicion—this was definitely a demonic den!

After passing several more rooms, she reached a storage room filled with several broken, bizarre devices. She faintly heard voices.

“Young master, how much longer must we stay here?”

“Almost done—the elder’s injuries are nearly healed.”

Young master? Elder? Definitely a big fish! Chi Jiuyu’s eyes glowed faintly golden as she probed their realms through the wall.

Nascent Soul Early Stage. Nascent Soul Early Stage.

Confirmed—two minor pests. In the same realm, she’d never feared anyone. But she didn’t know what realm the “elder” was—Soul Transformation, maybe she could fight; Return to Void, that would be trouble.

Just as she thought this—

“You younglings are truly careless. A little mouse has slipped in.”

A cold, harsh voice, rough as gravel. Chi Jiuyu’s golden gaze dimmed—not only the grating voice, but also the rustling sound of insects crawling.

She turned around. In the dark, lightless storage room stood a hazy, shadowy demonic figure.

“Shit!” Shit, she’d stumbled onto a shark—it was a Union with Dao demonic elder!

The two inside also sensed something wrong and rushed out.

“Young master, it seems we’ve been followed.”

The young man in sunglasses glared fiercely at his subordinate—do you think I don’t know that?!

He bowed slightly toward the demonic shadow.

“My apologies, Elder. It was my oversight.”

Then he turned to Chi Jiuyu, snarling: “Speak! Which faction are you from? Why did you follow us here?!”

“Of course because my sense of justice sensed the stench of evil!” Chi Jiuyu declared solemnly.

What the hell is “stench of evil”?

Both nearly cracked—right in front of you stands a Union with Dao demonic elder! Can’t you show a little fear?! “This one has cultivated the Grand Void Illusion-Piercing Golden Eye. Your little concealment techniques mean nothing to her,” the Union with Dao elder explained.

Grand Void Illusion-Piercing Golden Eye—a ocular technique from the Sword Sect’s supreme inheritance, the Grand Void Sword Scripture.

Sword Sect?

“At such a young age, you’ve reached this realm and even mastered such an ocular technique—given time, you may surpass even me,” the Union with Dao elder said coolly.

“Pfft!” Chi Jiuyu scoffed. “You really think highly of yourself.”

The young man and his subordinate were stunned—she’s always been this brazen?!

Look at who you’re talking to! A Union with Dao demonic elder! The elder himself paused, then said calmly: “Strength is for the future. Do you think you even have a future?”

Rolling demonic energy surged, filling half the storage room, about to swallow Chi Jiuyu whole.

No matter how powerful a Nascent Soul cultivator, they are but ants before a Union with Dao.

Chi Jiuyu’s vision blurred—but suddenly she shouted loudly.

“Master, save me!!!”

Hum! A vast, resonant hum echoed in the ears of the young man, his subordinate, and the Union with Dao elder.

Everything before them vanished rapidly; their perspective soared infinitely high, the fundamental truths of the Dao flowed before their eyes, and countless cultivation obstacles found instant resolution.

Even the Union with Dao elder felt his realm trembling—but his heart held no joy.

A nearly transparent pale red phantom stepped forward, her celestial grace peerless.

Her gaze fell—and the Union with Dao elder froze, for her eyes were not cold or indifferent; they brimmed with profound, complex emotion.

How could this be? “You dare harm my disciple? You shall be cut down.”

Cut down!

That voice rang like a cosmic decree. The Union with Dao elder was flooded with boundless terror.

“No!!!”

In a scream of utter despair, terrifying demonic energy erupted skyward—the full might of a Union with Dao cultivator’s explosion.

Logically, even dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators couldn’t stop it—but the rising demonic energy was severed as if in another dimension, utterly ineffective.

Chi Jiuyu watched the withered old man scream in despair, then dissolve into violet, sand-like light particles, and she clicked her tongue.

It’s always like this—what exactly did they all see?

With the Union with Dao elder dead, the young man and his subordinate regained consciousness—they weren’t killed.

If you can’t beat someone of your own realm, dying is your own fault.

Coincidentally, Chi Jiuyu thought the same—she drew a long sword.

“Come at me together!”

Who the hell wants to fight you?!

Now they finally understood why the demonic elders in this base fled so fast.

“You’re my sister’s disciple?”

A figure appeared out of thin air where the elder had vanished—Xu Xing, who had just been in the principal’s office of Xuanjian City No. 3 Middle School.

Please collect, please follow!! (End of chapter)