Chapter 238: Hiss~ She's Her Old Flame!

On the battle stage, Xu Yanran stood holding her halberd, her hair disheveled and clinging to her forehead.

Looking at Yi Liuli opposite her, compared to herself, the other party only showed slight signs of fatigue.

Seventh-Tier Divine Martial Peak, top-tier Divine Martial; the strength was truly formidable, not at all on the same level as that Saint Child she had once crossed blades with.

Had it not been for her Half-God Body, she likely wouldn't even have had the qualifications to engage in the clash.

Opposite her, Yi Liuli slowly adjusted the flow of power within her body, and looking at Xu Yanran, she couldn't help but marvel.

Although the other party came from overseas and had a very mysterious background, judging from her previous cultivation realm, the other party's cultivation resources should not have been very good.

Otherwise, the gap between her physical body and her realm would not be so large.

Yet, someone from such a barren land was actually able to fight her to a near-draw in a short amount of time; it was truly surprising.

Furthermore, this was established under the condition that she possessed a realm advantage.

"You are quite good. Among the younger generation in the sect, you are the only one who can clash with my strongest state to this extent. You are worthy of being Nie Zhanglao's closing disciple."

She spoke with a smile, her gaze suddenly sharpening as she lightly stroked the sword edge, a layer of emerald light shimmering upon the blade.

"However, this is where it ends."

Having said that, she lightly swung her long sword, tracing a path of emerald light that resembled a glowing willow branch.

The next second, countless cone-shaped crystals appeared out of thin air, transforming into crystalline spikes like icicles, flying toward Xu Yanran.

Locked on by countless sharp auras, Xu Yanran held her great halberd horizontally, black light flickering as it faintly formed a Xuanwu Phantom, charging fiercely toward Yi Liuli.

At the same time, her eyes brimmed with black light, and her hair began to turn white from the roots, until it dyed the very tips.

The great halberd swirled like a wild dragon coiling around a pillar, shattering the countless crystal spikes, and in an instant, she arrived before Yi Liuli.

Leaping up violently, she smashed the great halberd down, causing even the space to reveal fine cracks.

Final form of the Xuanwu Measuring the Heavens Halberd—Battle Halberd Measuring the Heavens! "Well fought!"

Yi Liuli shouted, her long sword hanging to the left side of her body, both hands gripping the hilt as she assumed the stance of a sword-drawing technique.

Final form of the Wind Wheel Sword—Cloud Sea Two-Parting! The massive black light collided with the emerald light, tearing up the surface of the entire battle stage as countless stone fragments splattered, kicking up thick smoke and dust.

A moment later, the sound of battle no longer echoed on the stage; the referee Elder waved a hand, dispersing the sky-filling smoke and dust to reveal the figures of the two.

However, only one person was still standing at this moment.

Yi Liuli leaned on her battle sword, clutching her blood-stained shoulder, blood spilling from the corner of her mouth as she gasped for air.

Opposite her, Xu Yanran lay half-reclined on the ground, struggling to prop up her upper body, still attempting to grasp the battle halberd at her side, but finally, it fell limply to the ground.

She stared fixedly at the battle halberd, regretting only why she could not be stronger.

Tap, tap, tap.

Crisp footsteps sounded, and the space around the battle stage seemed to move against the flow of time; all the scattered stone fragments returned, restoring the stage to its original state.

A figure appeared and crouched before Xu Yanran, casually picking up the battle halberd and gently patting the dust off it.

Before she could even lift her head to look at the person, she felt a warm current flow over the top of her head, and all her injuries recovered in the blink of an eye.

Feeling the familiar power, she looked up in a daze, and upon seeing the face of the person crouching before her, she couldn't help but freeze, then burst into tears.

"Am I... dreaming?"

Qin Jiang helped Xu Yanran up, "Of course not, I told you I would come to find you."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yanran suddenly became a bit bashful, unconsciously smoothing her hair and lowering her head slightly.

"The Xia Kingdom..."

"It has all been resolved."

"Mm."

Yi Liuli leaned on her sword, the blood sliding down her forehead blocking the vision of her left eye; she could only watch Xu Yanran and Qin Jiang with her right eye.

Who is this guy? Ever since she had known Xu Yanran, she had always viewed the other party as a battle maniac and a future rival.

After all, it is hard to underestimate a woman who can be so full of martial spirit even while carrying a baby.

Therefore, she had never imagined that one day she would actually see such a shy look on Xu Yanran's face. Unless... Hiss~ she's her old flame! An inexplicable flame burned in her heart, but the next moment her train of thought was interrupted by a figure.

"Ancestor? Why have you come?"

She looked at Lingxuan Shengzhu in surprise; logically speaking, the younger generation's competition was usually handled by the True God Hall Master, and having an Elder preside over it was already a high-level standard; it shouldn't have disturbed the Ancestor at all.

"Your thoughts are very dangerous. That is Immortal Lord Qin, the husband of Xu Shengnyu."

Lingxuan Shengzhu spoke, raising a hand to press lightly, and Yi Liuli's injuries recovered.

Yi Liuli did not pay attention to her injuries, her expression much like Xu Yanran's just now, somewhat bewildered.

Qin, Qin, Immortal Lord Qin? Xu Yanran's husband? Hiss—! Her eyes rolled, and she quietly put away the long sword in her hand, carefully hiding behind Lingxuan Shengzhu.

Outside the battle stage, several Hall Masters and a crowd of disciples looked at the stage in astonishment, not understanding what had happened.

Why did the Shengzhu come?

Who is that man holding Xu Shengnyu! Let go of your hand, hey!

So you're the one who got Xu Shengnyu pregnant! Draw your sword!

Lingxuan Shengzhu's gaze swept over them, and everyone gave a start, kneeling on one knee one after another.

"Greetings, Shengzhu!"

"Mm, you all may return."

After the crowd dispersed, the referee Elder walked up to Lingxuan Shengzhu, "Shengzhu, why have you come? The Immortal Lord Qin you mentioned refers to... that person?"

His gaze fell on Qin Jiang opposite, yet he could not sense any aura of power, as if he were a mortal.

Lingxuan Shengzhu nodded slightly, "Immortal Lord Qin is visiting. Go and prepare a file on the people who were traveling with Xu Shengnyu, and hand it to me later."

"Understood, I will go at once."

After the referee Elder left, Nie Zhanglao landed on the battle stage belatedly.

"Master? Why have you come?" Xu Yanran asked.

Nie Zhanglao smiled, "It is not just me; the Shengzhu is here too. Hmm, for a while now."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yanran's face flushed, and she turned her head to look, "Greetings, Shengzhu."

Lingxuan Shengzhu chuckled, "Xu Shengnyu is too polite. I imagine you and Immortal Monarch Qin have not seen each other for a long time, so please do catch up; we shall not disturb you."

In Lingxuan Immortal City, Qin Jiang and Xu Yanran walked along the street, with vendors hawking their wares on both sides, no different from an ordinary mortal city.

"Brother Qin, why do they all call you Immortal Monarch? I remember that only the masters of a Daotu are qualified to be called Immortal Monarch," Xu Yanran asked.

She had only heard Qin Jiang speak of matters in Shenzhou and did not understand what had happened after Qin Jiang arrived on the Zhongyuan Continent.

Qin Jiang smiled slightly, bought two skewers of candied haws from a roadside vendor, handed one to Xu Yanran, and then bit off one of the fruits directly.

"It is nothing much, just that I passed an Immortal Tribulation and obliterated a few Thunder Spirit at the Shengzhu level; judging by strength, I have indeed reached the Immortal Monarch Mid-Stage Peak.

But in terms of realm, I am actually only at the Mid-Stage True Immortal realm."

Xu Yanran was stunned upon hearing this; an Immortal Monarch, that is the strongest existence on the current Zhongyuan Continent, with only seven or eight in the entire continent.

After joining the Lingxuan Holy Land, her horizons had broadened significantly, and she understood the concept of her husband standing as a True God to contend against an End Realm Shengzhu.

But hearing Qin Jiang say with his own ears that he already possessed the power of an Immortal Monarch, she still could not help but be dazed.

"Hehe, just cultivate with peace of mind from now on; I will handle everything. Oh? We are here."

Qin Jiang said with a smile, looking at the courtyard ahead, where two familiar auras were present.

Pushing open the courtyard gate and walking in, Xiaobai was squatting in a garden plot with a shovel, tinkering with the planted ginseng, while Qin Hong sat cross-legged in the pavilion in bitter cultivation, holding a Source Stone in her hand.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Xiaobai turned her head in confusion, and upon seeing Qin Jiang, she wore an expression as if she had seen a ghost.

Afterwards, she looked back at her vegetable garden, hesitated for a moment, and then pulled out the ginseng that was growing the best.

In the pavilion, Qin Hong also opened her eyes; at this time, Yanran should still be at the sect.

Looking toward the courtyard gate, she froze abruptly upon seeing Qin Jiang's figure.

(End of this chapter)