Chapter 1221: Same Conditions, Lan Tiansheng's Misery

Qinglong Daoren emerged from seclusion, naturally drawing everyone's attention; Heishanyang saw him come out at once, immediately lay down obediently, pretending to sleep, seeming very well-behaved, trying as hard as possible not to attract notice.

The more it acted this way, the more abnormal it seemed; Qinglong Daoren needed only a glance to know its little thoughts—nothing but wanting to go out. Over these three years it had not seldom broken formations, nor seldom sneaked away, only it never went too far.

That formation could not trap it; Heishanyang's talent in this area was indeed capable; the formation posed some difficulty for it, but if it devoted itself to comprehending and breaking it, it was still easy.

Heishanyang itself was skilled at breaking formations, its divine abilities were extraordinary; wanting to go out was still easy. Moreover, it was very familiar with Chen Chuyang, knew Chen Chuyang's formations, and understood these formations; the formations of Longshe Shan were made by Qinglong Daoren, naturally bearing Chen Chuyang's imprint, and furthermore, formations not set up by Chen Chuyang were not terrifying.

However, it always slipped away secretly; Qinglong Daoren naturally knew, turning a blind eye.

Then came Elder Xinran; her cultivation rose quickly, in the sword aspect it was truly frightening—she was filled with sword qi, even without releasing it one could feel that fierce sword qi, the sword qi pressing inside her body had reached a terrifying amount.

In terms of cultivation, Elder Xinran broke through two heavenly layers, reaching the Sixth Heaven of True Fate; moreover, her overall strength far surpassed her cultivation, as is the case with swordsmen—they are usually much stronger than their cultivation level.

Swordsmen generally have strong attack and combat power, but relatively weak defense—this is true for all swordsmen, Elder Xinran being no exception. Noticing Qinglong Daoren's gaze, Elder Xinran smiled and said: "Over these three years, Qinglian and the others have performed very well and been well-behaved; they have already begun entering formations to harass Lan Tiansheng, and I believe they will soon be able to defeat him."

Over three years, Lan Tiansheng was tormented terribly; just Elder Xinran's harassment and attacks numbered no less than a thousand, and each time came when Lan Tiansheng least expected it, leaving him constantly tormented.

Moreover, Heishanyang joined in, person and goat working together, leaving Lan Tiansheng unable to rest even for a day, truly miserable.

Lan Tiansheng's strength had dropped greatly; soon Chen Qinglian and the other would be able to defeat them.

"Eh?" Qinglong Daoren laughed and cried: "You've really gone all out to help those two leave—over these three years you haven't spared Lan Tiansheng from torment, have you?"

Elder Xinran's face flushed, her thoughts seen through; she would not deny it, nodding openly and saying: "That's certain—since they call me 'little mother,' they are my sons; for my sons, I naturally must give it my all."

"Moreover, my sword technique has indeed improved greatly, and the same goes for my sword Dao."

"Speaking of which, I also have to thank Lan Tiansheng; without his help, I could not have advanced this quickly."

The improvement in sword Dao brings more joy and excitement than cultivation advancement; Elder Xinran's sword Dao needs an outlet—she possesses abundant sword qi, requiring attacks, constantly honing her sword qi to enhance her sword Dao.

Lan Tiansheng was miserable, yet Elder Xinran felt very refreshed.

Whenever she felt displeased, she would attack once; Lan Tiansheng was tormented miserably, his strength dropping quickly, while Elder Xinran's strength rose rapidly—each attack served as a release.

"Eh?" Qinglong Daoren was again speechless; he could imagine Lan Tiansheng's fury, but he could not retaliate or vent.

Years of fury—how terrifying.

"This person is going to be ruined by you."

Elder Xinran grinned, showing her teeth: "Not really; Lan Tiansheng's mindset is truly sound, he hasn't collapsed yet."

His Dao heart is steady, not easily broken; just this made Elder Xinran feel reverent toward him.

Replace him with anyone else, and they would have collapsed in two or three months; but he has persisted for over three years.

It looks like he could continue enduring for another three to five years; Elder Xinran's mindset truly cannot compare to his.

Strong ones are usually respected.

"That's indeed true; his mindset is genuinely sound, among demon beasts his Dao heart ranks among the most steadfast."

Tormented by formations, by Heishanyang, by Elder Xinran, and even by his own two sons, he still did not collapse.

Countless mists enveloped him; that unknown fear, that dread of being unable to leave, made him…… unable to collapse.

One can imagine how steadfast his Dao heart is; Qinglong Daoren also admires him.

"I'd like to see when he will collapse."

Upon hearing this, Elder Xinran shook her head: "Hard to say; this demon beast is truly excellent, a pity we are enemies—if we were on the same side, perhaps things would be different."

Such a person being an enemy is what is truly frightening.

One whose Dao heart is steady can laugh last wherever they are.

"Yes, what a pity—he is not one of us but an enemy." Qinglong Daoren remarked ruefully, adding that if such a person were one of his own, he would certainly help them improve their cultivation and strength.

Such a person must not be allowed to leave, otherwise future troubles would be endless.

Qinglong Daoren would not do the thing of releasing the tiger back to the mountain.

"You two are very good." Qinglong Daoren came before his two sons and nodded satisfactorily.

Chen Qinglian exclaimed excitedly: "Then can you let us go?"

Qi Haoyang stared at Qinglong Daoren, awaiting his reply.

Huang Yan was also very anxious, hoping his master would loosen his lips so he wouldn't be tormented by them; although he had changed greatly over these three years, being constantly abused was still no trivial matter.

Day after day of fighting, day after day of beatings—either beaten by this one or by that one.

He wanted to rest a bit; the high-intensity pressure left him mentally and physically exhausted, precisely because of this he greatly admired Lan Tiansheng.

"If you want to leave, just do what I said before and you can naturally go." Qinglong Daoren repeated his words: wanting to leave is possible by defeating Lan Tiansheng; the current Lan Tiansheng is not strong, so defeating him would not be difficult.

If you cannot even do that, talk of leaving is out of the question; this condition has already been lowered greatly.

He could naturally see the little thoughts of the two of them.

"All right." Chen Qinglian nodded readily.

Qi Haoyang breathed a sigh of relief, fearing Qinglong Daoren might go back on his word; after all, what the two of them had done was not proper, amounted to cheating, and if Qinglong Daoren did not accept it, they would be done for.

As things stand now, Qinglong Daoren does not wish to make things difficult for them and will continue to honor his promise.

The two exchanged a glance, realizing one thing: their father truly wished them to leave Longshe Shan and go to the Huang Family, rather than wanting to keep them bound beside him; they couldn't help but smile.