Chapter 39: Chi Jiuyu Seeks to Battle Xu Xing at the Same Realm

Li Fengping was just about to protest when a searing pain shot through his shoulder, and his vision went black as he fainted.

"Take him away," the branch hall master said coolly.

Two Silutang disciples immediately entered, one on each side, hauling Li Fengping out.

"Ah~ This family technique of the Lin family still has such severe flaws."

An old man entered slowly, leaning on a cane; he too wore the Silutang uniform, with a golden miniature sword emblem on his chest.

The branch hall of Silutang in Xuanjian City, besides having one hall master, also has two deputy hall masters—this old man is one of them.

"But he must first be tempted to act, and while this flaw is serious, it's also minor—it can be remedied after reaching Reversal Void, and it's still better than the Grand Void Sword Scripture."

"True." The old man smiled. "Are you really planning to report this to the sect?"

If we don't report it here, the junior uncle might not find out.

"What else should I do? This concerns the junior uncle—it's already beyond what I can handle." The hall master turned around. "I came to Xuanjian City to accumulate merit to return to the sect and exchange for resources to reach Reversal Void, not to be the Lin family's dog."

The old man frowned: "That's going too far."

The Lin family isn't arrogant, and their reputation within the sect is good.

"Going too far? Look at yourself now—dare you say you don't regret it?"

High-level cultivators have long lifespans; at the Soul Transformation realm, if they wish, they can retain their youthful appearance until death.

Only if they suffer Dao injuries that damage their foundation will their appearance age along with it.

The old man showed little reaction to this piercing remark: "I'm simply outmatched."

"You take it well."

The branch hall master stood with his hands behind his back; earlier that day, three demonic cultivators had turned themselves in, claiming they had been reformed by someone named 'Chi Jiuyu.'

And their behavior was strange—they seemed to suddenly recall the name only after arriving at Silutang, then realized it was the junior uncle.

At that moment, he realized there must be higher-level cultivators accompanying the junior uncle.

Now, hide it and not report?

Hah, isn't that asking for death? …………

On the other side, the junior uncle, whom many were thinking of, was carrying a fresh bowl of duck blood vermicelli soup, humming an unknown little tune.

This was the one she bought again—after dropping Zhang Yunlu off at home, she discovered the previous packed portion had become completely inedible.

After rounding several corners, she entered a somewhat secluded alley.

Yet after walking for a long while, nothing happened—only stray cats and rats darted past.

"Why can't I even find a robber?" Chi Jiuyu muttered under her breath.

She deliberately chose these dark, secluded alleys to give those lurking here with ill intent a taste of righteous retribution.

But unfortunately, shortly before, the ancient cultivator had emerged from seclusion, followed by a demonic cultivator assault on the city, prompting Silutang to launch a major crackdown.

The people she wanted to encounter are all locked up in jail now.

Soon, she returned to a wide, well-lit road.

Hmm…

A streak of sword light shot into the sky and fled far away.

Mainly because if she didn't get back soon, this newly bought portion would also go bad.

…………

After some time, the sword light descended from the sky and crashed before the villa gate.

Chi Jiuyu took out the array core Xu Xing had given her, activated a passage, stepped inside, opened the door—and found the interior pitch black.

"Uncle! Uncle, why aren't you turning on the lights? You haven't gone to sleep already, have you!"

She slipped on slippers, strode with long legs to the living room.

Xu Xing sat on the sofa, a rectangular light screen floating before him, strikingly similar to a Profound Light Realm display.

"Uncle, are you watching a movie?" Chi Jiuyu stepped forward, glancing at the screen as she placed the duck blood vermicelli soup on the table before Xu Xing. "Here, this is for you."

"Thanks."

"Uncle, no need to be polite—just support me becoming sect leader later."

Xu Xing fell silent.

Chi Jiuyu didn't mind; she sat down on the sofa beside him.

The screen didn't show a movie or a profound technique as she imagined, but two figures battling in a gray, hazy space. What kind of divine art is this?

One of them was Zhang Yunlu.

"So this is how you help her practice swordplay?" Chi Jiuyu pulled a handful of roasted soybeans from her pocket.

She'd just "borrowed" them from the shop.

What kind of divine art is this? She tossed two beans into her mouth.

At that moment, Zhang Yunlu could no longer hold on—she was beheaded by the sword cultivator's shadow, its face wreathed in purple aura.

"Is the sensation inside synchronized?"

"Yes, otherwise it wouldn't work."

"Tsk! No wonder her sword style is so brutal."

Of course it would be brutal if trained this way.

"Didn't your senior sister train you this way?"

"No, after I reached Foundation Establishment, my master dumped me on a planet swarming with insects." Chi Jiuyu replied casually.

Back then, lacking experience, it took her three full months to kill the leader of those insects.

"This method of yours is quite interesting."

In the scene, strands of gray mist gathered and reformed into Zhang Yunlu's head.

【ENEMY: Cultivator of Foundation Establishment Level 9, Perfect in the Flowing Cloud Sword Art, Minor Success in the Purple Rampart Zi Yuan Guan Qi Method】

【TARGET: Eliminate!】

After regaining her composure, Zhang Yunlu grabbed the pills beside her, swallowed them, and began to meditate.

The Minor Success in the Purple Rampart Zi Yuan Guan Qi Method was truly not to be underestimated.

Previously, she had easily slain the shadow of a sword cultivator who mastered the Perfect Flowing Cloud Sword Art, but with this Minor Success in the Purple Rampart Zi Yuan Guan Qi Method added, she was now completely outmatched! Is this the power of anticipating the enemy's moves?

As her thoughts shifted, her depleted Qi had recovered and even increased slightly.

But similarly, the sword cultivator shadow's Qi had also increased.

"Again!"

Sword light flared again; Zhang Yunlu raised her sword and charged at the sword cultivator shadow!

The shadow's ethereal face shimmered with faint purple aura, and it charged toward Zhang Yunlu without dodging or retreating.

The two swords clashed—this time, Zhang Yunlu's sword path changed: less ethereal and nimble, more ferocious and deadly.

Unlike before, when she was constantly restrained, this sudden shift in her sword path caught the shadow off guard, and for a moment, they were locked in stalemate.

"That's more like it!" Chi Jiuyu nodded.

It seemed her daytime guidance had been truly useful! "Jiuyu, if it were you, how long would it take you to defeat him?" Xu Xing suddenly asked.

"Hmm… Uncle, do you want the modest version or the honest version?"

"Hm?"

"If I'm being modest, he won't last a single strike from me."

"And the honest version?"

"One hand is enough."

She was quite arrogant—but she truly had the right to be.

"Then… would you like to try?"

"Him? Nah, no challenge." After a pause, Chi Jiuyu shifted tone, "But if the opponent were a fellow Foundation Establishment-level Uncle…"

"Oh?" Xu Xing looked at her and smiled, "You want to fight me?"

"Some things you only know after trying," Chi Jiuyu blinked, "right?"

"Then let's try." Xu Xing extended a finger; a wisp of spiritual light sank into her third eye. "If you can withstand three strikes without falling, I'll let you fight another Foundation Establishment-level Ye Shijie."

Chi Jiuyu was initially displeased at hearing "three strikes," thinking her Uncle underestimated her—but upon hearing the latter part, she grew excited.

"Fine! That's what you said, Uncle!"

"A gentleman's word."

"Even four horses can't catch it!!"

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