Chapter 68: with translation of chapter title

Is he still alive, heading to Yunhai City to meet with Sect Master Su?

Just over a thousand cultivators.

The Young Sect Master's schemes are exquisite; he had already anticipated a step ahead, foreseeing that Ye Xuan would not let it rest.

I fear that by then Ye Xuan will suffer heavy losses again.

Ye Xuan still underestimates the Young Sect Master's strength; if it were him in Ye Xuan's place, he would surely mobilize the entire nest, at least tens of thousands of cultivators.

By then, relying on a war of attrition, even if we fill it with human lives, we must exhaust all of Su Chen's saint-rank talismans.

Perhaps there is still a sliver of a chance.

However, before the Young Sect Master who is a Martial Saint.

Several thousand... there is no chance at all.

Hei Long revealed unprecedented confidence, declaring firmly: "The Eastern Wasteland needs reshuffling, Old Master Cheng—now no one in the Eastern Wasteland can stop the Young Sect Master from returning to Yunhai City."

Good!!!

"Good, good, good! Not bad for my grandson—you've truly made me take notice!" Old Master Cheng's heart swelled with excited pride; he had already fully acknowledged this grandson in his heart and, on his own, made the decision: "Tell my grandson, if he doesn't despise it, my Cheng estate will forever be his refuge!"

"I will spare no effort in the matter of Lady Liu."

Even if we have to search every corner of Qianyuan City, we must find Liu Liyan.

Especially Hei Long—before departing, Su Chen specifically instructed that if anything happened to Liu Liyan, he need not return.

Although Liu Liyan possesses Martial Ancestor realm cultivation, the Ye family are no pushovers; behind Ye Xuan stand the Star Pavilion and the Great Yu Dynasty, two colossal powers that have effectively secured a Martial Venerable expert to hold the fort.

If Liu Liyan encounters a Martial Venerable expert, how could she escape?

But what he does not know is,

At this very moment, the master is seated upright inside a bronze war chariot.

The petite black-clad girl, feeling the terrifying aura upon her, immediately rolled onto the ground, trembling with fear as she said: "Master, how did you come?"

"It's my inadequacy; I failed to rescue Sect Master Liu."

"If it weren't for a group that suddenly appeared midway, abducting Sect Master Liu, I wouldn't have failed—damn Su Chen of the Heavenly Profound Dao Sect; if I ever meet him again, I will kill him!"

The words fell—

Inside the ancient bronze war chariot, killing intent suddenly erupted.

The air temperature plummeted.

Layers of thin ice formed on the ground.

What, what is happening?

Could I have said something wrong?

The black-clad girl frantically recalled her words—indeed, it was because a Su Chen had appeared midway!

"Huh?" The woman wearing the silver mask, her blood-red eyes lifting slightly, a flicker of killing intent flashing in the depths of her crimson gaze, spoke in a voice devoid of any warmth: "Who did you just say you wanted to kill?"

The black-clad girl had not yet reacted.

She subconsciously thought it was her own master, having misheard.

Thus she looked at her master's expression and cautiously replied in a low voice: "Su Chen of the Heavenly Profound Dao Sect, if it weren't for him..."

"Bang!"

Before the black-clad girl could finish her words.

A powerful surge burst forth in the air with a sharp explosion, and the girl's body involuntarily flew backward, slamming heavily into the wall.

The next second she hit the ground, covering her mouth as she coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, immediately enduring the intense pain as she trembled to her knees.

"Master, spare my life!" the black-clad girl pleaded, blood still wet at the corner of her mouth, kneeling pitiably.

She had no idea why her usually dignified, unflappable master had flown into a rage.

"You worthless thing, dare to blame him?" Liu Liyan narrowed her blood-red eyes, her face concealed by the silver mask as she fixed her gaze on the black-clad girl.

The sight made the other tremble uncontrollably.

"Clang!"

"Clang!"

"It's Qingxia's inadequacy; Qingxia knows her mistake and begs the master for a chance to redeem herself—Qingxia will surely bring Sect Master Liu back safely."

"No matter how powerful his talismans are, or what heaven-shaking inheritance he has obtained, I will certainly not disappoint the master again!"

Upon hearing this.

Liu Liyan's eyes regained their depth, her whole person composed and elegant.

After a moment she suddenly said something that left Qingxia at a loss: "Hmm, you're not wrong—he is indeed formidable."

"He bears the inheritances of alchemy, talismans, formations, and artifacts—four lineages—yet he does not grow arrogant because of them; instead, he proceeds step by step with caution."

"These days the entire Eastern Wasteland is abuzz about how astonishing the power of his magical tools and talismans is, yet prior to this, my very self—this avatar—had heard not a whisper of it, proving he has been laying plans long ago, scheming early on how to counter Ye Xuan."

Qingxia endured the searing pain and lifted her head in shock.

Was her hearing playing tricks on her?

How could she hear praise for a man from her master's mouth?

She—her master, who usually despises all men and keeps aloof from male beauty—would actually praise an enemy who had abducted Sect Master Liu?

Long ago, Liu Liyan knew that Ye Xuan's rise and the situation with the Heavenly Profound Dao Sect would inevitably be a fight to the death, and so, to preserve the sect,

she spared no expense, consuming half her cultivation to forge this avatar.

Rather than calling it a clone, it is more like an incarnation of hers—her true self remains unharmed, yet it has given birth to its own self-awareness.

She spared no cost, hiding within the Ziyang Sect, and now finally possesses the means to contend with a Martial Venerable expert.

But before she could act, Su Chen erupted with "Dust Exhaust Light Born, Illuminating Myriad Rivers and Mountains"—

"Master, do we still need to go rescue Sect Master Liu?" Qingxia's eyes filled with bewildered incomprehension.

No need. Liu Liyan smoothed her elegant, gold-trimmed plain dress, gracefully placing her hands together before her, eyes full of tenderness: "This venerable one will go personally; after all, without him, this venerable one would truly suffer insomnia."

He even asked me during the day whether I would be willing to abandon my position as the Holy Maiden of the Purple Yang Sect, forsake countless spirit stones, and follow him to Cloud Sea City.

He said he would never abandon me alone, so I am waiting for him in the Purple Yang Sect.

Hmm, Miss Lin is confined by Ye Xuan in the Lin Manor; he turns a blind eye to it, yet solely seeks my whereabouts. You say he… could it be that he truly has me in his heart?

Qingxia: "???"

Upon hearing this, she felt as if the sky were collapsing—has the master gone mad from cultivation?

They've started spouting nonsense!

In Qingxia's deep-rooted impression, Liu Liyan avoids men, even to the point of despising them; she has a strong cleanliness obsession, and the spiritual energy she cultivates must always be purified beforehand.

Before, there were men who wanted to conquer her, but their endings were all horrifying to behold; now even the grass on the graves is growing as tall as a person.

"My lord, Master, you aren't… you aren't joking with Qingxia, are you? How could Su Chen possibly say such a thing to you? He already has a fiancée—his fiancée is the daughter of Sect Master Liu."

"Not you, ah—you must be muddled! You are the Palace Master of our Grand Purity Palace, wielding the Heaven's Net! You oversee carnage and slaughter; how could you be compared to the holy maiden of some sect's ivory tower? They are not on the same level at all…" Qingxia first took two healing pills, then spoke this time.